Ghost Town

Chapter 53 Xiaofeng's life experience

Speaking of Mo Xiaofeng's normality, when I mentioned Ji Dongcheng to him, I could still see the sparkle in his eyes. He had always had a kind of affection for Ji Dongcheng, which reminded Lun Fengyi of the idea of ​​checking the file—— However, he has heard others mention Mo Xiaofeng's reincarnation, saying that it is related to a certain ghost messenger in the underworld. He used ambiguity to prevent the King of Ghosts from hurting him and entangle him too deeply, but he did not expect the emotional entanglement to be so complicated. If Mo Xiaofeng was really Taki's reincarnation on the file, would it be beneficial or not? is elusive.Compared to this, Lun Fengyi wanted to figure out one more thing - why didn't Mo Xiaofeng grow up in an organization but in an ordinary human family?And why did you choose this time period to send yourself to pick him up?

Perhaps the archives can tell everything.

The more Lun Fengyi thought about it, the more he wanted to get Mo Xiaofeng's file, and he began to walk towards the wall door, click—the wall opened to both sides, Lun Fengyi hesitated for a few seconds, and then walked towards the file The Ministry walked firmly, and the wall closed.

Sitting in the restaurant, Mo Xiaofeng rolled up the noodles with a fork, and glanced at the side from the corner of his eye.There is no one around, so there is nothing unusual.

Mo Xiaofeng couldn't eat anything. It wasn't that he didn't have an appetite, but that he had been feeling uncomfortable since he woke up. He always felt that he had forgotten something. To be precise, he had weakened his emotions. He was not interested in anything. In addition to cultivation, a person pops up in his mind occasionally, which makes him happy for a long time, but he can't touch it anyway. He is like a third party watching those memories with cold eyes, and the emotion of personal participation has faded.But every time he was exhausted after practicing with all his strength, he would think of the way he kissed himself, like a gentle prince in a fairy tale, which made Mo Xiaofeng shy again when thinking of this.

When Mo Xiaofeng woke up, he was lying in a golden glass coffin. The throbbing pain in his chest made his exhausted and limp body sit up, surrounded by golden walls, floors, and even the ceiling. It was only half a meter away, and the door was right in front.Mo Xiaofeng, who was still in the fog, did what anyone in a closed space would do, opened the door, and the golden corridor was quiet, but there was a bright light not far from the right, Mo Xiaofeng followed suit. Walking along the wall, a horizontal golden-plated railing slowly appeared, and a gorgeous mercury chandelier shone brightly in the center of the ceiling. This is... Mo Xiaofeng slowly approached the railing, only to find a group of people wearing black cloaks gathered together Looking at something in his own direction, Mo Xiaofeng walked along the two sides, only to find that they were facing a person in a golden cloak, and he had to say something, but Mo Xiaofeng couldn't hear him in the hall. understand the language.Are they having a meeting?The man in the golden cloak seemed to have noticed something, raised his head and looked at Mo Xiaofeng, his eyes met, Mo Xiaofeng squatted down in embarrassment and panic.Phew—that man rose into the sky, and the others disappeared. The crisp bell sounded from his feet, and the man landed lightly in front of Mo Xiaofeng, "Death comes after death. There are many things waiting for you to do." Mo Xiaofeng He raised his head suspiciously, and met those golden eyes, sharp and serious eyes, but when he got a little closer, he found that those golden eyes had the holiness and purity of holy light, "Sure enough, besides me, there are also golden eyes... ..." Why am I disappointed... Yes, Dong Cheng's golden eyes always reveal a strange tenderness.

"Get ready to meet someone, he's coming soon."

"Who?"

"Lun Feng Wing."

"Lun is coming? Is this..."

"Mo Xiaofeng, you have too many distracting thoughts in your mind, which is not conducive to practice." The man stretched out his hand and pressed Mo Xiaofeng's head, a strong suction made Mo Xiaofeng unable to move, "What are you going to do!"

"Spiritualists shouldn't have so many emotions. As a human being, there are many disadvantages. Don't worry, I just bring all your memories in as a third party, so that you can continue to be yourself but don't care too much about the past. Mo Xiaofeng couldn't resist the man's indifferent expression and his ruthless aura. That's how it was. After experiencing the so-called amnesiac, Mo Xiaofeng always felt that something was missing. warmth.

"What are you thinking? Baby?" Lun Fengyi deliberately used a lively and flirtatious tone, hoping to arouse some emotions in Mo Xiaofeng, but Mo Xiaofeng looked up at him, lowered his head indifferently, and ate his own. Noodle.

"Xiaofeng, don't you have anything you want to tell me?" Lun Fengyi came over and put his arms around his shoulders, bent down and lay next to his ear, "Is there nothing at all?"

"Lun, you've changed."

Lun Fengyi was a little surprised but more delighted, and there was hope when she spoke, "Where?"

"When I met you, you were very enthusiastic, cheerful, and sunny. You were laughing and joking with me with big watery eyes. You are just an adolescent boy, but now—" Mo Xiaofeng looked at the revealing Lun Fengyi, who exudes a mature man's breath, the blue eyes in the past are almost warm and soft in the shallow water illuminated by the sun, but now they are as deep and calm as the vast galaxy, mysterious and elusive.Lun Fengyi, who laughs and plays mischievously, is already a calm, calm and charming man, which made Mo Xiaofeng not know how to get along with him for a while.

"This is my original face, and I think I'm organizing, so there's no need to keep pretending." Lun Fengyi gently stroked Mo Xiaofeng's head, smiling and sticking to his face, "Is it because I'm not used to it or I don't like it? "

"Um...was it just to get in touch with me at first?" Mo Xiaofeng stirred the noodles, but he didn't have the desire to eat.

Lun Fengyi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't you think enthusiastic people are hard to resist? Especially a kind child like you."

"So..." Mo Xiaofeng's eyes flickered, and there was a panic of trauma in his young heart, and he stood up awkwardly, "I've finished eating, let's train."

"Hey?" Lun Fengyi looked at his leaving back and couldn't find any words to hold back, that's all, I was with him for the mission, I never cared about feelings...

While Xiaofeng was practicing, the supernatural events continued.

Ji Dongcheng was walking in the dark corridor. After the get out of class bell rang for the last time, he still walked deeper.

"Ghost King!" Song Yunting rushed over with a red light and grabbed Ji Dongcheng's hand. Ji Dongcheng turned around. Looking at her with indifferent eyes, Song Yunting let go of her hand in panic, "No...I'm sorry Ghost King...I..."

"Still take it away?"

"Oh!" Song Yunting hurriedly put down her hands.

"What's the matter?" Ji Dongcheng straightened his clothes.

"What are you doing? It's not very—"

"It's okay, just take a look." Ji Dongcheng glanced at the utter darkness, thinking of the scene when he saw the child for the first time, when the class teacher introduced him, he stood on the podium, nervous, happy, lonely, Confused, those eyes wanted to lift up but dared not lift up, slipped around and then lowered his head, his hands clutched the hem of his trousers tightly, very ordinary, but infinitely simple, he seemed to have seen something after that time, The moment when the eyes were raised, the light was lost, staring at the back of the classroom. Ji Dongcheng turned around and realized that there was a ghost with a long tongue hanging from the ceiling at the back of the classroom.But at that time, Ji Dongcheng was not sure whether he could see ghosts, and at that time, Ji Dongcheng didn't think about mixing things in the world.At the small banquet that night, Ji Dongcheng realized that a strong resentment had spread to the school. When he walked out of the banquet, he found the child standing in the corridor, seemingly afraid of something, until the next day in Mo Xiaofeng's class. The performance of the female ghost who met Xiaoxiao attracted Ji Dongcheng's attention. A human, a warm and pure child like sunshine is struggling in the quagmire of hell. Why should he have that ability? The appearance of Lun Fengyi made Ji Dongcheng Dongcheng was even more panicked. He was worried that the appearance of Lun Fengyi would put Xiaofeng in danger. If he wanted to choose a spiritual master, he would use the danger to let Mo Xiaofeng show his potential to become a spiritual master, because there were many people who started In the case of a person who wanted to prove his abilities in order to join the team of spiritual masters, he rushed to danger and died. Even if Ji Dongcheng didn't want to participate in helping Mo Xiaofeng, he would never allow that fox Lun Fengyi to destroy him. However, Mo Xiaofeng should be the stupidest human Ji Dongcheng has ever seen, afraid of ghosts, close to ghosts, understand ghosts, and want to help ghosts.He didn't think about his ability and the difficulty of the matter, Lun Fengyi was still pushing the flames, how could Ji Dongcheng let Mo Xiaofeng follow him!However, the appearance of Lun Fengyi made Ji Dongcheng feel more or less uncomfortable. He didn't know if it was because of possessiveness at work, or because he was afraid that a person who was clinging to him would no longer be clinging to him and would be lonely, or if he had the smell of Taki on him, or Lun Fengyi's words were drawn, but he felt at ease when he was next to Mo Xiaofeng. Mo Xiaofeng was as gentle as a little sheep. I don't know when it started. When he couldn't see him, Ji Dongcheng was already having trouble sleeping and eating. , did not expect things to come to this point.

Mo Xiaofeng, I don't believe that you just died like this. There is no news about that bastard Lun Fengyi. If he knew it earlier, he should have been brought back to the underworld by ghost messengers. Maybe he could ask for something.It's better than knowing everything now and being unable to do anything.

"Dongcheng...help me..."

"Xiaofeng!" Ji Dongcheng heard the sound, turned into light and rushed into the darkness.

"Hey! Ghost King!" Song Yunting just wanted to follow, but was held down by both hands, the charming purple eyes flashed charming and dangerous between the floating black hair, and the black cloak spun in front of Song Yunting , "He always has that child in his heart, so don't meddle with him."

"Zi Yicheng! Why are you here again?"

"Why can't I come?"

"Ghost King is a person who has holidays, you are different." Song Yunting's eyes flickered.

Zi Yicheng picked up Song Yunting's hair and gently wrapped it around his fingers, "Are you worried about me or trying to anger me?"

"..."

"No matter who it is, you have no chance. Whether it's Taki or the current Mo Xiaofeng, he won't choose you. Don't you understand?"