am i a devil

The old cat thought for a while, then jumped out of the window, and made a loud noise on the cat bowl below.

Wang Mo: "..."

Xun Ying: "..."

Wang Mo stood up straight in embarrassment, and when he looked up again, he saw that Xun Ying had returned to his original appearance.

Ah, brother, it's so pretty.Wang Mo couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

In fact, the first impression Xun Ying gave him was that he was a handsome and cold man. It is very appropriate to use the word glamorous to sum it up.

However, Wang Mo is not a handsome dog, so he has never paid much attention to his brother's appearance. Compared with his delicate and beautiful appearance, what makes him feel warmer is that his brother cares about him like a brother.

But after watching the performance of the female ghost in red at close range, and putting on Xun Ying's handsome face, this impact is not weak to Wang Mo, after all, he is just an ordinary person. It's not that he lives in the entertainment industry every day, so he doesn't usually have the chance to meet such a beautiful man.

Xun Ying also knew that Wang Mo was watching him.

But this observation is not annoying, and even a little cute.

Xun Ying's appearance is very eye-catching. Every time he walked on the road when he was young, he would attract many inquiring eyes, a large part of which were mixed with various not-so-pure motives.

Xun Ying has lived for a long time. For so many bustling "young people" in the world, it is too easy for him to see through them at a glance and feel bored.

But Wang Mo's eyes are not like that. His eyes are like a child's, without any distracting thoughts, just like a child in his infancy. Just seeing a beautiful person walk by, he will look at him with curiosity and involuntarily. The other party was simply yearning for beautiful things.

"Amo." Xun Ying waited for a while before calling Wang Mo.

"Hey." Wang Mo was stunned for a moment, then recovered and agreed.

"Let's go here first today, and we'll take our time later, don't be greedy for merit, it's not good for you." Xun Ying said in a warm voice.

"Well, I'll follow the arrangement of senior brother." Wang Mo nodded obediently.

After watching Xun Ying leave, Wang Mo also washed briefly, and then got into the bed on the kang.

Wang Mo has always been afraid of those nagging things.

But he still couldn't tell why.

He has neither any ghost experience nor the so-called childhood shadow caused by hearing some ghost stories when he was young.

In short, he grew up in a state of being very close to science in the first half of his life, and he was also quite courageous. He had acted bravely before and beat up little hooligans. It stands to reason that he should not be a character who is afraid of ghosts.

But he was just afraid, and he couldn't tell why.

I won't have nightmares today, Wang Mo thought.

But last time he went to sleep with his senior brother because he was afraid, but in the middle of the sleep, the senior brother seemed to be woken up by his little snoring. Although Wang Mo was not sure if it was him, but since then, he has not Then I went to find Xun Ying with the quilt in my arms. Just now when Xun Ying asked him if he needed company, Wang Mo also shook his head very firmly, saying that he was "not afraid at all."

Wang Mo was frying pancakes in bed, regretting that he didn’t live with Xun Ying just now, but asking him to knock on the door now, Wang Mo felt that it would be better to be scared to death in a dream, at least he could keep the last trace decent.

At least they would say, I was a decent person when I was alive, Wang Mo comforted himself in his heart.

But probably not, Wang Mo thought, he rarely dreams, and even if he does, he basically forgets it after waking up, so in terms of living habits, although he is afraid of ghosts, the possibility of dreaming ghosts is not as high as that of ghosts. The odds of winning the lottery are about the same.

Wang Mo comforted himself like this, and slowly closed his eyes.

Wang Mo fell asleep the moment he closed his eyes.

But as soon as he fell asleep, he dreamed of ghosts.

Wang Mo: "..."

He saw a woman in white walking directly opposite him.

Wang Mo: "..."

I just finished watching a red one, and then came a white one, did I have this dream because I wanted to eat mandarin duck hotpot? This was Wang Mo's last thought before turning around and running away.

Wang Mo closed his eyes, turned around and ran. After about a [-]-meter sprint, Wang Mo turned his head to see where the opponent was chasing.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw that the other party was running away at the same speed as him, in the opposite direction, as if he was looking in a mirror.

Wang Mo: "..."

No, you wait for a while, Wang Mo stopped his steps, trying to clarify the logic chain in his mind.

The relationship between co-authors and ghosts is a kind of relationship between beating wolves with a stick - the two are afraid. After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Mo came up with a rather unique theory.

It actually makes sense to say that, Wang Mo thought to himself, we can’t get through with them, it’s probably as if they can’t get through with us, suddenly encountered a species that is completely different from ourselves, probably put it on hold. There will be a little chug in anyone's body.

Wang Mo thought so, so he simply stopped running, and prepared to sleep again so that he could wake up.

So Wang Mo fell asleep very peacefully.

Wake up.

As soon as Wang Mo opened his eyes, he saw that white A Piao also staying beside him, with a face dripping with blood, Wang Mo saw a trace of bored expression.

As a result, as soon as she saw Wang Mo woke up, she trembled all over, and then ran away.

"Am I a devil?" Wang Mo shouted a paradox as he looked at the back of the devil going away.

He finally found out that if he didn't talk to the other party about this matter today, he might not be able to get out of this dream.

So Wang Mo got up from the ground and ran after the ghost. In this way, the two of them staged a horror movie in reverse in Wang Mo's dream.

Maybe it's because this is his home field, Wang Mo ran quite happily, and gradually narrowed the distance between himself and A Piao.

The ghost being chased by him might not be able to run anymore, so he turned his head to look at Wang Mo, and said in a breathless voice while floating, "What are you... why are you chasing me?"

Wang Mo: "..."

This lady even used honorifics to me. Wang Mo was very puzzled to think, but he also used the same honorifics to her in return.

"I want to ask, why are you running?" Wang Mo replied out of breath.

"Because... I'm afraid... of you," said the ghost.

Wang Mo: "..."

Ghosts are afraid of me, could it be that I am the young hero Wang Mo who was sent by people from the Jianghu, nicknamed Ghost Jianchou, to open his mind.

"No, why are you afraid of me?" Wang Mo said, now he had caught up with A Piao, blocked her way, and asked curiously.

"Don't tell me about you, please, if you say that again, you will damage me, so I'll count on you." The ghost stopped his wandering and begged Wang Mo.

Wang Mo: "..."

I almost don't know the word "you", Wang Mo thought.

"Then I won't say anymore, you...why are you afraid of me?" Wang Moqi asked reluctantly.

"Because you are suppressed by blood for me." The ghost said naturally.

"Does blood still suppress ghosts? Am I your ancestor?" Wang Mo said.

According to the classification of humans and ghosts, it is more likely that I am your ancestor. The ghost muttered secretly in his heart, of course he dared not say it clearly.

"My lord, are you really not aware of it at all?" Ghost then said helplessly.

King

Wang Mo looked back, but didn't see any majestic big devil standing behind him.

He looked around for 5000 years and [-] miles, and finally pointed to himself, looking at the ghost A Piao with questioning eyes.

Ah Piao nodded, and made an emoji worthy of you.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Your Majesty..." Seeing his bewildered expression, the ghost opened his mouth again.

"Don't call me king." Wang Mo interrupted the other party's conversation, and then suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Forget it," Wang Mo said, "You should still call me Dawang."

Ghost: It's too difficult for me.