Nan Chan

The white sleeves fluttered down like a bird.The ribbon covers the eyes, making Hui's face unclear.With his hands behind his back, he reproached: "You are in a hurry to make a move before the person runs away. Wait until I ask you to understand before you move."

"Ask me!" Drunken Mountain Monk stomped his feet, "Monsters are cunning, they are used to fooling good-hearted people, and throw them directly into the Soul Chasing Prison, they can't hide any schemes!"

"Take people to prison without asking indiscriminately." Cang Ji said, "I'm afraid there are many unjust souls in the Soul Chasing Prison."

"Hunting Soul Prison has been strictly investigated and prosecuted since its establishment, and there has never been a wrongful case!" Drunk Mountain Monk stood up shaking his staff, "You are a fish, but you can eat human spirits, and you will not be wronged! Do you know There have been no dragons and phoenixes in the heaven and earth ever since the monarch and father separated into the Nine Heavens, and things that eat spirits breed evil spirits. Now you not only have the behavior of eating spirits, but also have an evil temperament, so people have to guard against it!"

"So talented." Cang Ji lazily stopped, "Are you jealous?"

"I'm afraid it won't happen." Hui An turned to Cang Ji, the ribbon fell off as soon as it was loosened, his eyes seemed to penetrate, and he could see clearly the inside and outside of Cang Ji.He said, "Seeing your new building in Linghai, it must have taken shape not long ago, so I don't know the innocence. This man is called Drunken Mountain Monk. Although he looks fierce and fierce, he is a famous and powerful man in the Nine Heavens. He entered the country after crossing the catastrophe. The time limit is even shorter than that of Lord Linsong. In terms of talent, I am afraid that no one among the gods today can surpass him. It is a pity that he is old and ugly now, and his thoughts are all on catching monsters. My little friend, Hugh and I You mess around, let him go, if you really wronged you, just let him go back."

"I want to go too, but it's a pity that some people disagree. Jing..." Cang Ji changed his words narrowly, "Brother Jing, someone abducted me."

Jing Lin said: "Sometimes I'm my father, and sometimes I'm my brother. Who am I to you?"

Cang Ji dodged, wiped his magic wand, and said: "My family!"

Hui An flew over, saw Cang Ji right in front of him, but was blocked by a fan, blocking his gaze.Jing Lin's fan "slapped" together, sweeping across his fingers.There was a sudden chill between Hui An's neck, he leaned back resolutely, his temple hair was blown off by the fan wind.

Hui Yu frowned, and said in a deep voice, "With the wind as your blade, who are you?"

Jing Lin slapped her lips, her brows were distant, and said calmly: "This is Fat Fish's family."

Hui Yumu and Jinglin couldn't see anything.There was nothing under the skin, and even the aura was hazy and isolated, making it impossible for him to see or distinguish clearly!Weird, weird, could it be that there are non-human, non-demon, non-immortal beings in this world!

"These two are weird!" Drunk Mountain Monk hit Cang Ji with his staff, "I'm afraid they have a lot of background!"

"I was able to keep you before." Hui An followed up, "Now I'm interested too!"

The miscellaneous market below is welcoming the noise. It is clear that the sky is clear, but for some reason, there is a sudden gust of wind, which makes the crowd sway from side to side and their bodies are unstable.Everyone covered their faces with their sleeves and bent down to find a shelter from the wind.The monsters are well aware of the power above their heads, so they sneak into the gaps, not even daring to look at them.The ghost messenger staggered to leave, dragging Donglin's soul.

Jing Lin covered his lips and coughed many times, Hui An felt that his striking power was insufficient, but he showed skill in dodging, so he knew that Jing Lin was exhausted internally and lacked aura.Hui An rushed forward to catch him, his white sleeves breathed out.Jing Lin avoided it, and walked around a few steps.

Seeing that the ghost messenger was about to go, Jing Lin suddenly swiped the virtual talisman, seeing the blue light soaring, his feet sank to the ground.The ghost was caught off guard and staggered around.The blue light in front of Hui An's eyes was dazzling, and he had to raise his sleeves to block it.Cang Ji's waist tightened, and Jing Lin pulled her back by the belt.The Drunken Mountain Monk hit the air with a stick, turned around suddenly, but saw the blue light hitting his face, he hissed and backed away, unable to see his surroundings clearly for a while.

When he looked up again, there were two figures there.

The Drunken Mountain Monk was not angry, he changed his expression just now, crossed his shoulders and asked, "What did you see?"

Hui An covered his eyes and said: "I can't see Linghai with an empty skin. He is probably seriously injured and hasn't recovered yet, so he can't gather spirits normally. This kind of injury is definitely not something that ordinary people can leave behind. He must have suffered a blow that destroys his soul." , almost died." Hui An gradually revealed his eyes, and he was not as aggressive as before, and said methodically, "He clearly received your stick that night, so he should know how powerful you are. He heard your name again today, but There is no sign of panic. If it's not that the city is too deep, it's that you are really not afraid. There are not many monsters who are not afraid of you in the land of Zhongdu, but there are quite a few in the Nine Heavens Realm. It's hard to say about the fish, but this person, perhaps from Nine Heavens from the outside world."

"He's very skilled, so he's looking for something else." Drunken Mountain Monk rubbed his chin, "I always feel that this person seems to be familiar to me."

"In the past hundred years, neither gods have been relegated to the lower realms, nor monsters have escaped from the soul chasing prison. It can make you feel familiar." Hui An turned his head, "You have your own estimates."

"That's right, I guessed someone." Drunk Mountain Monk said, "Before Lord Linsong wiped out the Buddha 500 years ago, the Four Emperors of the Nine Heavens checked together. If he is not dead, he will not escape the eyes of the gods. He, the only one left is..."

"It's your lord." Hui An answered and shook his head again, "It's not like that. You know my lord's temperament, even if he forgets his past and comes down to cross the catastrophe, he shouldn't be like this."

"Since I have forgotten my past, it is not impossible to imitate my thoughts in the dark." Drunk Mountain Monk said, "Mr. Kille has slept for a hundred years, and I know that he will not survive the death of Lord Linsong. Just look at this It really wasn't him once."

Hui Yu was silent, and said: "They are brothers and sisters. Lord Linsong committed such a crime, so why don't you be heartbroken. Father Jun took in several children at the same time, but now they have withered to this point. Only Lord Chengtian is intact. No damage, whether my Lord will wake up from this sleep is still unknown."

"No matter what, I want to find out the truth." Drunken Mountain Monk kicked his stick and put it on his shoulders, "Who is under the skin."

Jing Lin was very tired, he was lying on Cang Ji's back, and he was gradually falling asleep.Cang Ji shook him, and said: "The soul is still here, after you finish asking, send him to reincarnate."

Jing Lin supported his forehead and supported his neck, leaning on Cang Ji's back shoulder and asked, "Dong Lin?"

There was no answer in the sleeve, only the small stone man got out of his head.

Cang Ji walked away for a long while without listening to the next sentence, then turned Dian Jinglin again, and said, "It's over."

In a daze, Jing Lin hugged his neck tightly, pressed his forehead and let out an "um".Cang Ji felt something was wrong, and ran his backhand along Jing Lin's wrist to touch his sleeve, but there was only a small stone figure.

"He lost it?"

"It's probably gone." Jing Lin closed his eyes and said.

"He has become a lonely ghost now, where is he going?"

"I don't know." Jing Lin said, "Maybe he went home."

Cang Ji stopped, and said: "Humans and ghosts have different paths, not to mention that little girl, even Huadi can't see him. He wants to die and be relieved. He should go to Huangquan to drink Meng Po, and forget about these human affairs from then on. Find a new life. If you run away like this, you will be alone for the rest of your life."

"If he wants to, he will go." Jing Lin's voice gradually sank, "Now he is free..."

"Then what about your problem?" Cang Ji turned around and saw that Jing Lin was already sleeping with his shoulders on his head.

Jinglin slept for a long time this time, and only woke up when the cold spring came.His whole body became lazy and easy to get tired, and he couldn't sit when he could lie sideways.Cang Ji used gold beads to find a good place to live, not only with corridors and yards, but also with people to wait on.

Although Jing Lin never mentioned it, Cang Ji felt that the case of Dong Lin was settled in his heart, which made him seem different.He used to sit in the mountains all day long, but now he listened to the rain while sitting, but his expression was often drowsy.

"What did you do?"

Jing Lin leaned against the porch with a scroll in hand, watching Cang Ji change his shoes with an umbrella.

Cang Ji took off his cloak, and raised his hand for people to retreat.He took Jinglin's warm tea, drank it in one gulp to warm himself up, and then sent someone to boil the wine.

"Having money can make ghosts grind." Cang Ji closed the lid, "Now that I'm rich, I'm going to have fun."

"Let's talk about it to relieve boredom." Jing Lin put down the scroll and pulled herself into the cloak.The tiredness between his brows did not change, and he was about to fall asleep again.

The smooth and clean chin was hidden between the fur, and the smooth lines of the cheeks made the half-closed eyes more attractive.Cang Ji squatted down softly, raised his hand to pinch Jing Lin's chin.

"There is no trace of the copper bell, you should eat to gain weight. When I find a good day, eat it and forget it."

"Hurry up." Jing Lin yawned.

Cang Ji's fingertips were still a little wet, so when they touched Jing Lin, they became smoother.He felt as if he had fallen into Jing Lin's trap, and at certain moments he was helpless against Jing Lin.But Jing Lin kept looking normal, as if he didn't do that, and he didn't think about it.

This person is more difficult to deal with than others.

Cang Ji opened his mouth: "There are everything to eat and play outside, didn't you have any hobbies when you were a human being?"

"No." Jing Lin lightly pressed the finger of Kai Cang Ji with the folding fan.

"It's so boring."

"Yes." Jing Lin said, "That's why I raised fish."

"I don't even remember." Cang Ji sat down next to Jing Lin, leaning on the railing, watching the wet rain, "It seems that when I opened my eyes, I saw you."

"There is no time in the mountains." Jing Lin fanned his forehead, thinking a little bit, "I can't remember how long."

Cangji poured wine with Jinglin, Jinglin looked at it for a moment, Cangji said: "I'm getting old, have you even forgotten the wine?"

Jing Lin took the wine and said, "I often feel that there is a lack of food in the world."

"what?"

Jing Lin drank the wine and said slowly: "Steam fish tongue."

"There is no steamed fish tongue, but you can try human tongue." Cang Ji faced him, "Your tongue is not flattering either."

"Remember to pick it off when you eat." Jing Lin added a new glass.

"Then let me taste it first." Cang Ji looked at Jing Lin generously and said, "Dong Lin has reincarnated."

Jing Lin looked normal.

Cang Ji continued: "I chased his soul and saw him wandering away for a few days. After Huadi redeemed himself, he cast himself into the ghost gate. I asked him, but he didn't answer. The strange thing is that he didn't even glance at him. Chen Caoyu."

"Chen Caoyu's biological father is by his side now, and his mortal fate is over, so he just wants to 'death'." Jing Lin's cup was tilted, and the rain was ticking, he said in a daze, "Death is a kind of relief."

"He's done." Cang Ji asked, "Then why are you still depressed?"

Jing Lin swallowed the drink and heard the sound slowly.He raised his head suddenly after a while, still looking at Cang Ji in a daze.Cang Ji was caught by him like a cat, seeing that the corners of his eyes were red, and a look of about to cry appeared on his usually calm face.

"You don't understand." Jing Lin's fingertips rolled the wine glass, he pushed the wine glass away as if angry, threw Cang Ji with a folding fan, and murmured, "You don't understand."

Cang Ji's heart moved and he sat up straight.He took the folding fan tentatively, gently hooked Jinglin's finger, and moved closer.His provocative eyes wavered with a smile, and he coaxed Jinglin to ask: "Yes, I really don't understand. Just tell me if you don't, good Jinglin, tell me and listen."

He held Jing Lin's fingers and pulled her closer to her body.The two are face to face, close at hand.Raindrops knocked on the branches outside the corridor, but Jing Lin felt that it was very hot.His cheeks were slightly red from the alcohol vapor, and holding back the belch, he said, "...she is about the same age as my sister..."

"Your sister?" Cang Ji put his arms half around his waist, and quietly led him into the circle, still patiently and softly, "Jing Lin has a younger sister."

"I still have brothers." Jing Lin eagerly looked at him, and showed him his fingers, "Yun Sheng, Li Rong, Lan Hai..."

Cang Ji didn't recognize any of them.

Jing Lin moved closer and looked straight into Cang Ji's eyes.His eyes are full of water and mist at the moment, it doesn't look like Jinglin at all.He said, "There are quite a few."

"Do you have a good relationship with them?" Cang Ji whispered.

Jing Lin said honestly: "Some are good, some are not."

"Who do you like?" Cang Ji asked, "Li Rong?"

Jing Lin nodded: "Hi, Li Rong."

Cang Ji teased him: "How is Cang Ji?"

Jing Lin pondered for a while, then shook his head vigorously: "It's not good to keep biting me."

Cang Ji laughed out loud, and he said: "What should we do, he will definitely bite you again in the future."

"Then." Jing Lin replied seriously, "Then bite lightly."

Cang Ji took Jing Lin with the other hand, leaned on the railing and looked at Jing Lin, and said, "Don't you want to kill him or throw him away?"

Jing Lin shook his head, and Cang Ji pinched his cheek with his hand, with complicated eyes and a teasing mouth.

"But you have a look that makes me salivate, how can you make me shut up and be good."