Encounter

That afternoon, Xia Yuming went to the famous Taoist temple in Xiahe City, Baiyun Temple.

He never thought about going to a Taoist temple before. Firstly, because of the influence of thinking inertia formed since he was a child, he subconsciously felt that the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple were unreliable. Second, because his mother had always emphasized to him that he had nothing to worry about except Shen Mo. , will not see ghosts again.

But the fact is not like this, he is still seeing hell, and almost lost his life.

His mother accused him on the phone of only relying on them, but after thinking about it, she was right.It is your blessing that others can help you, and it is also your duty not to help you.

She has already helped him, no matter whether it is useful or not, she has helped him, and she should be scolded for her attitude.They are his parents, who gave birth to him and raised him. The child owes too much to his parents, so he shouldn't ask them for anything.

After reviewing at home for a while, he took out his mobile phone to look up the route to Baiyun Temple.

Perhaps it was because the bad mood was so obvious that Shen Mo, who had been sleeping all this time, felt it, got up uncharacteristically, put on his nightgown and sat on his desk.

"So... you're reflecting?"

Shen Mo picked up the paper on the table, his tone of voice was indistinguishable, the white sky outside cast a jade-like hard and cold quality on his face.

He is really reflecting, reflecting on his mistakes.

This is Xia Yuming's habit for many years. When encountering any failures and setbacks, the first thing he thinks of is to reflect on himself.

The world will not change, only you can change yourself to adapt to this world.

His father often reminded him repeatedly, don't make excuses for your failures, but find ways for your success.This sentence is regarded as his father's golden sentence, and it is often mentioned at home. Whether it is success or failure, it must be the first sentence his father hears about his grades.

He reflected that he relied too much on his parents to cause them trouble, reflected that he thought that Aunt Li was not a female ghost when he saw that she could see the female ghost, reflected that he thought there was no danger if there was an enchantment, and reflected that he should not answer when others called the door.

But speaking of it, why can Aunt Li see that female ghost?What the hell are the conditions?Can ghosts appear?

"Ghosts can't appear, unless someone casts a spell, or it acquires a cultivation level under some kind of chance... You can't see the latter situation. There are only a few such examples in thousands of years." Shen Mo pointed to the first item above, and leaned against the table, "You can come and ask me, these are all fine."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and solemnly asked Xia Yuming with a straight face, "When did you come to sleep?"

Xia Yuming was taken aback when he heard this, and then laughed unconsciously. It turned out that he wanted to "hug a pillow", no wonder he suddenly became so enthusiastic.

He didn't have a good day, but every time he saw the lazy Shen Mo, he always felt better.The reason is probably that watching food and broadcasting with some people who have no appetite will feel satisfying, especially the face of the "anchor" is very suitable for the taste of viewers.

If Shen Mo was a non-threatening ordinary human being, Xia Yuming thought, no matter whether he was a man or a woman, he would probably want to pursue him.

"It's not dark yet, how can anyone go to bed so early?" Xia Yuming shook his head, and the heavy breath in his chest dissipated a lot, "I'm going to wait..."

He paused, and originally wanted to say that he would go back to the dormitory after going to the Taoist temple, but then he thought it would be better not to tell Shen Mo about going to the Taoist temple, so he changed his plan and said, "I'm going back to school later .”

"Because of that female ghost last night?"

"Yeah." Xia Yuming nodded without guilt, "I came back because my mother told me that this place is safe, and she asked relatives to set up an enchantment. It turned out that the enchantment was useless, and I didn't open the door. I just responded , the ghost came in."

"Enchantment?" Shen Mo snorted coldly, "I didn't see any enchantment when I came in."

Shen Mo's expression was natural, Xia Yuming would not have believed him in the past, but after yesterday, everything has changed.

Of course Xia Yuming trusted his parents. His parents were devoted to him, but were their sources of information really reliable?Is the relative they found who arranged the enchantment really trustworthy?

How much truth did his parents tell him?

He knew very well that he could no longer ask his parents for these answers.

Facing this dark world that he never knew, his parents are unreliable, and he can only rely on himself if he wants to survive. In fact, from the very beginning, he should not rely on others, but should find a way out by himself.

"Really, then I should go back to school even more. In the dormitory, there are many people, and they are all young lads, and they are full of yang energy. It is safer to go back."

"Your thinking is correct." Shen Mo put down the paper and said, "But I don't want to walk around today, I'm tired, so I'll go back to school tomorrow. You hurt that female ghost yesterday, she won't come for a while."

Xia Yuming didn't speak immediately, Shen Mo seemed to be afraid that he would not want to, and then pointed to the paper patch on the table and added expressionlessly, "Ghosts can't appear unless someone casts a spell, or it is repaired by some kind of chance. Because...you can't see the latter kind of situation. There have been few such cases in thousands of years. In normal times, if there are no special conditions and circumstances, ordinary people can't see ghosts.

You can ask me all these questions. "

"So that's how it is." Xia Yuming didn't believe Shen Mo, he described yesterday's situation to make it less obvious, and asked an unimportant question, "Why, Aunt Li can see that female ghost?"

"Because the person you mentioned is already dead."

Xia Yuming recalled the last time he met Aunt Li. Now that she appeared so silently at that time, and she was not in the apartment building where he lived, it was indeed a bit weird.

"I really can't tell if it's a human or a ghost now." He touched the pendant his mother gave him before hanging on his chest.

This pendant, the magic book given by his mother, and the copper coin sword that he bought are useless, and the so-called yin and yang eyes will not be seen in the future, but the mahogany sword that he bought saved his life. .

He took a long breath with his eyes wide open, then let it out, puffed his cheeks, and smiled mockingly, "Okay, then I'll go back to school tomorrow, go to sleep, I'm going out in the afternoon, I'm going to buy something, I haven't eaten here It's gone."

Now that Shen Mo said so, Xia Yuming decided to follow the previous plan and go to the Taoist temple immediately.

The earlier you go, the earlier you feel at ease.

Shen Mo hummed, and before Xia Yuming got dressed and was about to go out, he chased him out again, pulled the human's sleeve and quietly left a trail of his own scent on him, saying, "Come back early and sleep with me."

Humans were obviously amused by his actions. He stroked his hair, his eyes bent into a half-moon shape, such a man with a sharp face and a height of 1.8 meters was lively and almost cute under this smile, full of They are all enthusiastic youth.

Even if Shen Mo knew this person's true nature, he was confused by this momentary illusion.

This person just looks enthusiastic and cheerful.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Watching the humans leave the house, the aura around Shen Mo became gloomy.

"Boundary? The Bian family is hopeless." He put his arms around his nightgown and rushed into Xia Yuming's room.

Shen Mo walked to the chair where the human being was sitting on just now, and greedily stuck the clothes that the human being just changed to his face and sniffed it vigorously. "I think I came at just the right time, don't you think?"

The smell of human beings is really nice, fragile and stubborn, indifferent and sensitive.

He always knew that humans in this life would be very interesting, after all, he had always been very interesting before, unlike most people.This time, he didn't let him down either.

Fortunately, he didn't come too late, otherwise, when human beings are in their seventies and eighties, they must have become indifferent, snobbish and suspicious, and then I will never be able to get close to him.

He rubbed the clothes in his hands, his eyes gradually became cold, the air conditioner in operation made creaking noises, and the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

Shen Mo didn't take it seriously, he turned his head in a good mood, and saw a scary-looking female ghost standing at the door of the room at some point, her whole face was already bloody and bloody, and she couldn't see the original appearance clearly, and her sharp white eyeballs I don't know where to look.

"It was you last night."

The female ghost didn't answer, Shen Mo tilted her head, put the clothes on his hand and said, "Oh, it seems that I have completely lost my self-awareness."

After speaking, there was warmth in his eyes, and he smiled, and his beautiful eyes gradually turned red and glowed with blood.It was an extremely beautiful smile, no human being could bear that kind of beauty, it didn't belong to this world, it belonged to the beauty of demons.

The female ghost seemed to be greatly frightened, and she collapsed to the ground and screamed.

Shen Mo smiled even more happily. He licked his lips, rolled his eyes, and buried his face deeply in the clothes on his hands.

The air conditioner returned to normal, and the room suddenly became warmer.

"Bianjia..."

On the other side, the girl from the same town whom Wang Xian had taken care of recently, sitting in front of him, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Wang Xian hurriedly touched her back with concern, and asked attentively and obsessively, "Xiaozhen, are you okay?"

"It's okay." The girl named Xiaozhen fell into Wang Xian's arms, her voice was melodious and clear, and there was a little charm in it, "I'm just a little tired."

Wang Xian hugged the beautiful lady's arms, smiled, and moved his hands up and down secretly.

"Fate is the heart, and fate is hard to change, because the heart is hard to change."

Shen Mo put the human clothes back on the back of the chair, took off the nightgown he was wearing, rolled on the bed, and rolled himself into a quilt.

"You can predict your fate by knowing people's hearts. What you said really makes sense..."

He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, thinking of what was about to happen, he couldn't help being happy, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for humans.

He turned around and fell into a sweet dreamland.