death is your ghost

three days later?Three days later is May NO.30.

"Isn't it No. 30 in three days?" Mo Han remembered that the young man who brought him said, don't run around on the night of June [-]st, because there is a sacrifice, the time has been brought forward?

Daoist Zhang unloaded the backpack and put it on the carved iron table, and said: "Who told you that the sacrifice is only for one day? This is the turn of the midsummer and the yang, which is a rare time of the year when the yang energy is strong. Well, one is to suppress the evil spirits, and the other is to maximize its power."

"it?"

Daoist Zhang spoke cryptically, and it seemed that he was a little afraid of the power of "it", like he claimed that people in Taoism are supernatural, and after a long time, he became a little nervous.

"It's beast spirits, earth gods and earth ghosts."

Mo Han sighed silently in his heart: So it can be said...

"It seems that the place of sacrifice is near here?" Mo Han judged.

Daoist Zhang took out the water glass he was carrying with him from his bag, drank a few swigs profusely with sweat, and suddenly felt belatedly: "You don't think you want to go, do you?"

As the saying goes, you gain wisdom by eating a ditch. Last time, only one Daoist Chang almost killed Chi Yue. With such a large scale of sacrifice, there must be many capable people and strangers. If he goes again, won't he lose his memory?

"I'm sorry, Daoist, I'm not interested in your Taoism coming to Taoism, and I don't have any ideas. You think too much."

"That's right, um, where's the ghost next to you, is it still there?" Hearing Mo Han's evasive tone, he remembered the last time he killed his ghost friend because of morality... No, it should be about the boyfriend It is true that curiosity killed the cat.

Mo Han coughed, glanced to his side, the Taoist master understood, took off the Taoist hat on his head, and fanned the wind leisurely.

"Then are you going to go back?" After a long silence, Daoist Zhang asked again.

Mo Han said: "Forget it, go back now, it will be dark on the way, rest for a while today, and leave early tomorrow morning."

Daoist Zhang glanced at the sun through the gaps in the leaves, closed the collar that had just been opened, stood up with his hands wide, put the backpack with the props on his body, and walked out of the shade.

"It's getting late, I have to go early, let's not live here again."

Mo Han leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated, and snorted indiscriminately, as a response.

There are a few locals sitting in front of the restaurant, not familiar neighbors or sitting at the door of a family chatting and eating melon seeds. They seem to be not afraid of the heat, chatting while drinking juice under the sun.

Mo Han felt particularly comfortable in this shady place, drowsy, with his eyes closed, isolating the noisy world.

Chi Yue wanted to ask the owner of the restaurant if he had a place to stay, but he couldn't show up and talk directly, so he whispered in Mo Han's ear: "Mo Han, go inside and find out if there is any place to live, take a shower and then go back to the restaurant." sleep."

Mo Han was awake in his sleep, and when Chi Yue said something, he just snorted and did nothing.

Chi Yue didn't know what to do, so he made a way to attract the attention of several people who were sitting and chatting opposite to Mo Han. Those people came up to shake him awake, said a few words to him, and then Mo Han walked away with them in a daze.

Fortunately, Chi Yue was by his side to escort him, and those people were also kind-hearted. One of them took Mo Han back to the attic of his home and made a room for Mo Han to lie down.

Mo Han didn't sleep well for the past two days, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed, so that when it was dark, Chi Yue stripped him of his clothes, carried him to the bathroom to take a shower, and then threw him back on the bed without knowing the process.

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, there is a palace wall deep in the shade of the mountain. There are many animal hairs and colorful banners hanging on the gate of the palace wall.

There is only a little red in the center of the lantern, and there is a strange bleakness around it.

From the outside, the inside is hazy and foggy, but when you walk in, there are many more people in the empty city.

They are dressed in costumes, which are all local folk customs, and only men and women above the middle age are walking on the streets.

Everyone wore a coarse cloth hairband on their heads, and painted three stripes on their faces with paint, which looked a bit like the tribesmen living in ancient villages.

Only a few of these people have colorful pheasant feathers on their heads, which is a noble status symbol. When they appear, ordinary people will salute them, and they cannot look directly at them.

The gate of the palace faces south, and the hall of gods and beasts is located in the southeast corner. The temple is built like a temple dedicated to gods and Buddhas. The only difference is that it is composed of three golden triangle towers and can communicate with each other.

Like the Buddha worshiped in the Buddhist hall, the beasts worshiped in the hall of gods and beasts are of course the mythical beasts believed by this tribe. These mythical beasts look similar to some beasts in ancient Chinese mythology. Seemingly arranged in random combinations, these mythical beasts all look very weird and ugly.

Suddenly, a heavy bell rang from the side of the middle hall. After nine strikes, the ending stopped. A thick fog rose out of nowhere in the wall, blurring the vision and covering it with a layer of gauze.

Thick fog is rampant in the street, and the pedestrians walking on the street will march towards the beast hall when they hear the bell. Everyone does not follow the rules and does not interfere with each other. It is like a rule formed over time. This place also seems to be an ancient town that has been derived for many years.

When everyone gathered in the front square outside the temple, there were already people who presided over the sacrifice waiting for a long time in the temple.

The elder standing in the center, holding a cane entwined with wild flood beads in his hand, looks majestic, just like the envoy of the guardian temple, always unsmiling, cold frost traverses all directions.

The ion time is still 10 minutes away, the steps are silent, and the silver-white moonlight above the head is shining brightly, making no secret of the grandness and wonder of the moment.

Time passed slowly, until the bell rang again, and a hoarse voice shouted in unison in the temple hall: "Beast spirits are superior, and our people are under the shadow."

Kneel down.

The white jade in the sky hid in the clouds in an instant, put away its edge, leaving only a cowardly phantom.

The elder raised his cane, and the voice seemed to come from ancient times: "Raise the banner, invite the beast spirits."

As soon as the words fell, the masts standing in all directions of the square hung down streamers representing their respective beast spirits, and the nine beast spirits enshrined in this temple were painted on the ticket ribbons.

Zhang Daochang stood on the far right of the senior tenth five middle school, clasped his hands, and muttered aloud.

There are sacrifices on the palace wall. The sacrificers are eternal believers who follow the exiles and protect the spirits. The guardians need people who can hear all directions. A capable person also has the power to destroy the sun and the moon. It can be called a guardian.

Outside the Beast Hall, in the quiet street, the fog still hasn't cleared, and there are still ghosts in it, which cannot be seen or touched.

Outside the palace wall, its shape is no longer visible.

……

It was about to dawn, and Mo Han woke up suddenly from the bed, the quilt covering his body fell to his waist because of his movements, and the spring was beautiful.

Mo Han, who had just woken up from a dream, was still in shock. He dreamed that Chi Yue was pierced on a pole, his mouth and nose were covered with blood, and he had already lost his breath.

After subsiding the air-conditioning for a few seconds, Mo Han came back to his senses, looked around the unfamiliar room, and called out in an unconscious voice in the morning: "Ah Xuan?"

No one responded.

He turned over and got out of bed, and his whole body was unreservedly framed in the vertical mirror facing the head of the bed.

Depend on!

How?!

Mo Han rushed back to the bed again, his shocked head needed time to recall what had happened.

No red marks on the body, no bruises, no suspicious water marks around the mouth, and no pain in the buttocks.

fine? !

After Mo Han confirmed that he hadn't been in love all night, he caught a glimpse of the clean clothes on the bedside, which he wore yesterday. He took them over and smelled them, and they smelled fruity and had been washed.

Needing to cover up his shame, he didn't care who washed or put away the clothes, so he quickly took them and put them on before he dared to walk out of this strange room.

Going downstairs along the spiral staircase, Mo Han met the owner of the family, and after asking, he found out that the family had temporarily taken him in.

Mo Han expressed his gratitude with all his heart, and then bid farewell to the host.

He didn't go very far, because that damned A Piao Chi disappeared, and he didn't know where he went early in the morning.

No wonder Mo Han thought about it, this guy always loves to cling to him, the first thing you see when you wake up in the morning is his flickering eyelashes pretending to be asleep, except for the summoning of the underworld and the destruction of the universe, he will not leave him even half a step, today It was quite strange to disappear.

Hell call?

Mo Han paused for a moment, maybe something happened to Chi Yue again.

Mo Han couldn't calm down, he took a few small roads and went back to the original place. These roads are used for communication between the host's house and the neighbors. If you don't go far, the path is not long, so it's not easy to get lost.

Then he had no choice but to go down the road in front of him. Mo Han thought about it, what should he do if he can't find anyone along the way.

But right now, the cell phone is out of battery, and I don't have anything long, so it's shameful to sit and wait in front of someone else's house.

After deliberating over and over again, Mo Han walked down the main road. At worst, he would go to Taoist Zhang. Taoist Zhang is so powerful, he must have a way.

In the morning, the dew in the mountains covered the grass, Mo Han walked in the grass, and the dew that scratched his legs was cool and uncomfortable.

The road here is not easy to walk, if you don't look carefully at the ground, it's easy to cause trouble.

He fell and broke his leg, and he was sick all over when he came back from the trip.

Mo Han stared at the road with wide eyes, suddenly a pair of feet blocked his way.

He was about to walk to the side to make way for this person, but he didn't expect this person to call him.

"Hi, Mo Han."

Mo Han looked up from the bottom of his feet, and saw a tall man with a height of 1.8 meters and [-] meters standing like a hill.

Short hair, sharp eyebrows, deep eyes, high nose, the most characteristic is the mouth, red as if smeared with rouge, which makes people daydream.

Mo Han activated his mainboard memory, and after sweeping through it, he found that he didn't know this person, but after seeing that the other party was sure to call him by his name, there was no possibility that his software might miss it.

He squinted his eyes to avoid the male scent coming from the opposite side, and said, "Are you?"

The man chuckled, and his tone was very unfriendly. Mo Han was a little bit more xenophobic, but he completely collapsed within a second of rejecting the line of defense.

"My name is Chi Weixuan, and everyone can learn from love."

This five thunderbolts falling from the sky hit Mo Han hard, why did he meet a strange man halfway and called him by his name and said he was Chi Weixuan!

Didn't he just sleep a little bit yesterday, his consciousness drifted, and he didn't pay attention to others, why did God give him such a fright?

Chi Yue's familiar face, he couldn't forget it deeply in his mind. Where did a young man appear here, he was handsome and wild, so he called his own Chi Weixuan, just to tease himself.

However, Chi Yue and himself were the only ones traveling before the exam, and the friends they met on the road had no reason to know his secret. Could it be that this person is really Chi Yue?

Chi Yue watched as Mo Han opened his mouth, but was speechless again, and teased, "Are you surprised?"

More than surprised, his jaw dropped from shock.

Mo Han still had doubts, he looked at Chi Yue and asked, "Could it be that Chi Nan made this stuff, you're the extra actor he found?"

Chi Yue was like a full balloon, being poked all over by Mo Han's sharp fingertips.

"Chi Nan is full and full, so someone came here to lie to you? He is not idle."

Makes sense.

But... "But, I can't believe you at all. Aren't you a soul, or are you robbing someone else's body?!" Mo Han was shocked. Eighteen layers of hell.

Chi Yue put his arm around Mo Han, wrapping him in his arms.

The long-lost two embrace each other, the long-lost you and me.

A beating heart warmed the bodies of the two of them. At this moment, Chi Yue was full of emotions. It's still good, and this is the reason to protect him.

Mo Han was so strangled that he couldn't breathe, and he said strangely: "Comrade, comrade, please let go."

As soon as Chi Yue got excited, he forgot how strong he was. No matter what, his strong soul was still in this body. He didn't want to kill Mo Han because he had a second body.

"I'm a little excited, hehe, by the way, I'll explain this to you slowly, you have to get used to it first, come on, first call Ah Xuan to listen."

It is undoubtedly this product.

Still so retarded.

"I found Daoist Zhang. After last night's sacrifice, I stole the ambergris from his bag. If I lit it, he would be able to see me. I told him that I wanted a body, and he agreed. gone."

Mo Han threw Chi Yue's salty pig's hand out of his collar for the nth time, and asked incredulously, "So refreshing?"

"Yeah, he said he was afraid of you, and you were quite fierce to him. He thought it was your order, so he dared not disobey."

How bad is my image? Didn't I just scare the old man a bit, as for that.

"Then, did he mold your body out of mud, or out of lotus root?"

Chi Yue shook his head: "No, he used branches to build me up, and now I can't touch anything related to fire."

Mo Han has nothing to say, this vast world is full of wonders.

"Mo Han," Chi Yue suddenly stopped, "I can finally protect you in a fair and honest manner."

There are always some abilities beyond the reach of others that deprive me of ordinary warmth. If I don't want to, even if I only have a few days to live, I will be willing to do so.

Someone will point to the starry night sky and make promises for you, picking the star that you will never be able to pick.

He will prove that he can too.

Flowing water is ruthless, but it is not romantic to leave.

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