ghost

[Fang Xia...]

Fu Jin wanted to say something to comfort Fang Xia, but she didn't know what to say.Words are often the most feeble means to heal the wounds of people's hearts.

Fang Xia kicked a pebble flying under his feet, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned his head.

His eyes were still bloodshot, his chin protruded without scum, and his whole body exuded a sense of decadence. He was completely different from Fu Jin's impression of the somewhat impulsive and always full of energy.Even so, Fang Xia smiled at him.

"Fu Jin, let's chat for a while." Fang Xia said to Fu Jin.

[What do you want to talk about? ] Fu Jin walked up to Fang Xia, looked down at him, and asked in a warm voice.

"Let me show you around our Queshan Temple." Fang Xia said, and walked in with Fu Jin, "You have seen it before, there is only a main hall and a side room, there is nothing else. This is the backyard This is where we live, this is my room, opposite is my senior brother’s room, and the one in the middle is the master’s room.”

Fang Xia's eyes swept across the east-west facing rooms on both sides, and when he looked at the south-facing room in the middle, he paused for a moment before continuing: "I remember when I first came here when I was a child, because I didn't sleep well, the two senior brothers They don’t even want to sleep in the same bed with me. Master just wants me to sleep in the same bed with him, but I despise him. I would rather sleep alone than with him. In the end, he was disturbed by me, so he sorted out the east side. Give me the room."

"I was only about four years old at that time. Master wouldn't worry about letting me sleep alone, but he couldn't do anything with me." Speaking of this, Fang Xia smiled, "Then, my master would wake up in the middle of the night every day, take A bench sits at the door of my room and guards, afraid that I will be frightened by something, cry and find no one.”

Fu Jin followed Fang Xia to the room where Fang Xia lived.

The dark red paint on the wooden lattice doors and windows has faded, and there are various painting scratches left on the door panels, which should be left by Fang Xia when he was a child.

"Actually, I have been very courageous since I was a child. There is nothing that can scare me into tears—my master is just sitting here and guarding me." Fang Xia stood still at the door of the room, raised his finger and pointed to the position in front of the door, "At that time, I was still an adult. In winter, it was very cold on the mountain in the middle of the night, so he sat at the door wrapped in a quilt. Then one night when I got up at night, I heard the sound of sneezing coming from the door, so I took a look through the crack of the door. I saw him squatting at the door I thought it was the mountain grandma that the village aunt told me about, and she was going to arrest me and take me back as a food reserve."

[Then what? ] Fu Jin looked sideways at Fang Xia, [Did you tell your master? ]

"No, I didn't tell anyone." Fang Xia shook her head, then laughed, "I hid the footwashing water under the bed after washing my feet at night, and I didn't even think about it until the 'Grandma Mountain' appeared in the middle of the night. I opened the door and poured it on him. Master heard the sound of the door opening, and turned around at that time, but I splashed a basin of footwashing water on his face. The next day, Master caught a cold, and when he saw me, he said I was full of guts, and I thought he was praising me, and he was proud of me for a long time."

Fang Xia took Fu Jin, walked around the backyard, and arrived at the back of the house, which was an open space used as a martial arts training ground.It's just paved with stone bricks, which looks smooth, but in fact many places are already potholed.

"When I was older, Master taught me how to dance swords and boxing. After I learned it for a few days, I took the small wooden sword he gave me and brought disaster to all the potted plants he raised." Fang Xia looked at the empty martial arts training area. Looking at the field, his eyes were a little wandering, as if looking at this martial arts training field, his soul returned to the past, "Master was so angry that he wanted to hit me with the soles of the shoes, but in the end he was not willing to do it, and he went to clean up the dead plants in the flower pots. Later I went to the back mountain to cut bamboo branches, filled all of Master’s empty flower pots, and went to ask Master to ask for credit. Master used the few dollars he saved with great difficulty to buy me a small electric train.”

Fang Xia said he was chatting with Fu Jin, but he was basically the only one talking.

Talking about his boldness when he was young, talking about his mischievous childhood, talking about his rebellious and stubborn childhood, Ma Guangping participated in every paragraph.

For Fang Xia, Ma Guangping is not only his master who adopted him, but also his family, even blood relatives.If Ma Guangping was alive, Fang Xia would have a home in this world. Without Ma Guangping, Fang Xia would be that orphan who was displaced.

The sky was already pale, and Fang Xia squinted his dry eyes, facing the cool morning breeze and fell silent for a while.

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said to Fu Jin, "Fu Jin, I want to go back to Geng's house."

Fu Jin raised her eyes, and her gaze fell on Fang Xia's thin-looking back.

"Master's death was caused by someone in the mystical arts circle. If I want to find that person, I need to go deep into the mystic art circle as soon as possible. Borrowing the name of the Geng family is a good shortcut." Fang Xia said, "Geng Wenqiu said, Master The Geng family will give an explanation, but if the transfer involves the interests of the Geng family and endangers the safety of the Geng family, what will they do? I can't expect them to do anything for my master, so I can only investigate by myself. Master's dead soul If he is imprisoned, I will bring him back; if Master's dead soul... is gone, I must also find out the murderer who assassinated Master. I will not say such righteous words as revenge for Master, I just want to give Explain yourself."

[OK, let's go back to Geng's house. ]

"It's not us." Fang Xia turned around and looked at Fu Jin, "I went back to Geng's house alone."

The corners of Fu Jin's mouth tightened, and he silently looked back at Fang Xia, his eyes were dark and filled with obvious displeasure.

"The technique of controlling ghosts suppresses Yin Qi, and there is no requirement for the distance between the practitioner and the ghost. You don't need to follow me back to the Geng family. You don't have to worry about me. I belong to the Geng family tree. I'm so stubborn, they can't drive me away?" Fang Xia lowered her eyes, raised her hand and touched the jade ring hanging around her neck, "Of course, I'm still your guardian, wait until you find... find a new guardian who suits you After the person, I will..."

Before Fang Xia finished speaking, he smelled a familiar cold fragrance in his nostrils.

Fang Xia raised her eyes, and saw that Fu Jin, who had turned into a solid body, had already walked a step away from him, looking down at him with deep eyes.

"You want to drive me away?" Fu Jin's cold voice was tinged with anger.

"No, I'm not driving you away, I mean after you find other suitable guardians..."

"I don't need other guardians." Fu Jin retorted coldly.

"You can't go to the Geng's house with me." Fang Xia started, not daring to meet Fu Jin's eyes, "When you go back to the Geng's house with me, you will become a tool they can use again, and it may be more important than you were before. The treatment of the Geng family is not good, they will take advantage of your kindness to me."

"No, they can't do anything to me." Fu Jin frowned slightly, he suddenly felt that the weak image of himself being used by the Geng family was too successful in Fang Xia's mind.

"It's not just because of the Geng family. I want to investigate the murderer who assassinated Master. It's dangerous for you to follow me. I can't protect you. In case you disappear like Master..." Fang Xia's lips trembled when he said this All of a sudden, the bloodless face turned pale again.

Just as Fu Jin gathered his anger, it suddenly collapsed.

"If you can't protect me, then I will protect you." Fu Jin said.

This time, it was Fang Xia's turn to frown, he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Jin in disapproval.

Fu Jin raised his hands, cupped Fang Xia's face, and looked into his eyes, "You said you liked me, but now you want to drive me away, don't you have any sense of responsibility for what you said?"

"You don't like me!" Fang Xia retorted subconsciously.

"I like you." Fu Jin said to Fang Xia seriously.

Fang Xia suddenly widened his eyes.

"It's the same kind of liking as you." Fu Jin slowed down, "I have no experience in this area, and I'm not a living person. I don't know if Li Gui can still have such feelings. But, seeing you sad, My heart will hurt, I obviously don't have a heart, so - apart from liking you, I can't think of any other reason."

Fang Xia stared blankly at Fu Jin, still in disbelief.Opened his mouth, and finally whispered: "You may be thinking wrong..."

Fu Jin moved his gaze down slightly, and landed on Fang Xia's chapped lips. Under the shocked eyes of the other party, he leaned forward.

The cold fragrance between the nostrils is more abundant, intoxicating, and there is a cool and soft touch on the lips, sticking to it, rubbing it lightly, and then leaving.

While leaving Fang Xia's lips, Fu Jin also let go of his hands holding Fang Xia's face, and stared at Fang Xia quietly, "I can't find any other suitable guardians."

Fang Xia: "I..."

Fu Jin: "You have to be responsible."

I don't know what to say, but Fu Jin's feather-light kiss made my mind confused, and the words I had planned completely collapsed in an instant.

"Follow me and you will encounter danger..." Fang Xia lowered his head and dryly repeated the reason he cared most about.

"will not."

Fu Jin opened his arms, passed Fang Xia's waist with both hands, and pulled him into his arms, hugging him tightly.During this period of time, he always wanted to hold Fang Xia in his arms like this, so that he wouldn't have to support him by himself.

The person in his arms had obvious outlines of bones, no obvious flesh could be felt on his body, and he was extremely thin.

"As long as I don't want to, no one can hurt me." Fu Jin retracted his hands and whispered in Fang Xia's ear, "And you, among the people I've met, are the ones with the top level of mystical talent. You In the future, you will become the most powerful practitioner in the Xuanshu circle, and you don’t need to be afraid of anyone. Nothing you worry about will happen, trust me.”

"Fu Jin..." Fang Xia's body trembled slightly, then slowly raised her hands and hugged Fu Jin back.

"Don't drive me away again."

"Ah."

"Even if you drive me away, I will always follow you."

"Ah."