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Xing Yu interrupted Yan Zhen: "It's too late today, I'll send the senior back first."

Lin Haoren froze for a moment, then looked up at him.

From Lin Haoren's perspective, he could only see Xing Yu's chin, the man's Adam's apple was sliding up and down, the side of his neck and the back of his hand pushing the wheelchair were bulging, and he seemed very impatient.

Although Lin Haoren was curious, he was more disturbed. He was silent for a while and did not refuse.

Li Shuangyue glanced at the two of them, and said: "Okay, you go back to rest first, Tianlu, you go back to rest, leave this place to me and Tianhu."

Xing Tianlu shook his head: "I can hold on."

However, Li Shuangyue couldn't help saying, and asked someone to push Xing Tianlu away. When Xing Yu followed out, Yan Zhen yelled sadly behind him: "Don't go! You Jinge! Don't go!"

Xing Yu took a deep breath: "I'm not him."

"Are you afraid?" Yan Zhen laughed darkly, "You also have a day of fear?!"

Xing Yu ignored him and pushed Lin Haoren out of the study.

The whole group was very quiet, and even Xing Tianlu didn't speak for a long time. When he reached the stairs, Xing Tianlu broke the silence: "Don't take it to heart."

Lin Haoren nodded, a little absent-minded.

Xing Tianlu sighed, and said: "Although the appearance of a person is determined by the soul, there are many complicated reasons for it. You may not have looked like this in the previous life."

Xing Yu shook his head, and said firmly: "He has admitted the wrong person."

Xing Tianlu glanced at him: "Whether you admit your mistake or not, after reincarnation, the past life has nothing to do with the present life. Xing Yu, as a descendant of Blood Soul Hall, you should learn to distinguish this point."

Xing Yu nodded: "Yes."

"Good night." Xing Tianlu smiled, and patted Xing Yu's back, "I've been tired all day, go to bed early."

Xing Yu sent Lin Haoren back to the room, while Xiao Dan was bored watching videos on his mobile phone.

Seeing someone coming back, he immediately stood up and said, "Old Xing, I'm going to take Ah Ren back tomorrow."

Lin Haoren paused, hesitating.

Xiao Dan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, looking up and down: "What are your expressions? What's wrong?"

Xing Yu seemed to have made some decision, nodded: "Okay. I will arrange a car to take you back tomorrow."

Xiao Dan was satisfied now, and was about to take Lin Haoren's wheelchair and send someone away, but Lin Haoren said, "Brother Dan, I have something to say to Xing Yu."

Xiao Dan's eyes, eyebrows and nose were all wrinkled together: "Tell me, I didn't stop you."

Lin Haoren looked up at Xiao Dan and raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Dan: "..."

Xiao Dan walked out displeased: "I've been waiting for you for so long..."

The words that were said afterward were shut out, and the words could not be heard clearly.

Xing Yu smiled and said, "Senior Xiao Dan cares about you very much."

"After all, he is Fa Xiao." Lin Haoren said, "For so many years, thanks to him being by my side... For me, he is not just Fa Xiao and a friend, I regard him as a brother."

Xing Yu pushed Lin Haoren to the side of the bed, pulled a chair and sat beside him, and said casually, "I'm going to be jealous."

Lin Haoren was stunned for a moment.

Xing Yu didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the floor, covered by long eyelashes, he looked aggrieved and innocent: "I don't have any other friends except these brothers in my family. I always feel that I am out of place with them. You should Know what I mean."

Lin Haoren nodded.

"That's why I envy you." Xing Yu smiled after thinking about it, "But it's all right now. You have Xiao Dan, and I have you too."

Lin Haoren was inexplicably stabbed by these words, his heart contracted slightly, and then started beating rapidly, his fingers couldn't help curling into his palm, feeling numbness in the palm of his hand and deep in his heart.

His ears were a little red, and he blinked quickly a few times: "You, you were very popular when you were in school."

"When you are hiding a secret and interacting with others, can you really talk to each other?" Xing Yu smiled, leaned back in the chair, straightened her long legs, and relaxed her whole body, "I'm just smoother than you That's all."

Lin Haoren looked at the knees of the two who touched each other inadvertently, and through the thin pants, the temperature of each other's bodies was entangled, which made people feel a little overwhelmed.

Lin Haoren lost his mind, and for some reason recalled that snowy scene in his mind. He felt very familiar even though he had never experienced it before—the boy lying in the snow, his eyelashes shaking violently, and the heavy snow on his black hair and eyelashes. Light snowflakes covered the tails of his thick and black eyebrows, which melted his usual gloom and made him look a lot more fragile.

He couldn't see the young man's appearance clearly, but he knew that the other party's body was cold, and even his words were mercilessly cold, like a knife wrapped in the wind and snow, which was completely opposite to the temperature when the two of them met now.

"Senior?" Xing Yu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Lin Haoren's eyes.

"Don't call me senior." Lin Haoren felt flustered for some reason, and said, "Just call me by my name."

"Then can I call you Aren?" Xing Yu smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a beautiful arc, "Or Haoren?"

Lin Haoren looked away: "It's up to you."

Lin Haoren was distracted for a while before he remembered what he was about to say: "Do you... believe what it says?"

"Yan Zhen?"

"Ah."

"..." Xing Yu looked at her fingers, "I don't believe it."

He seemed to be telling Lin Haoren, but also seemed to be telling himself, and emphasized once: "I don't believe it."

Lin Haoren pursed his lower lip, and said: "I... I saw two children in the illusion, and that stone tablet. Although I didn't see what was written on it, your uncle saw it."

"Maybe it's caused by resonance." Xing Yu said, "Yan Zhen created an illusion with the Sword of Slaying Ghosts and Subduing Demons. When you were dragged into the illusion, you may have resonated with the sword, so you saw the memory of that sword."

Xing Yu tried to analyze: "It's not impossible. Killing ghosts and subduing demons is an evil sword. At that time, you were dragged into an illusion and your spirits were unstable, so you were easily affected by the evil sword."

It's not unreasonable, it's just...

Lin Haoren looked at Xing Yu and said, "If it's Xiejian's memory, it shouldn't have the memory of leaving the sword mound, right?"

Xing Yu was at a loss for words.

"In the picture I saw, the two children didn't have swords in their hands. You also said that the rule of the Ghost Control Sect is that inner disciples can only enter the sword mound after they are adults. Even if it is an evil sword, it is impossible to have it Memories before leaving the Sword Tomb."

"You have tacitly agreed that those two children are..." Xing Yu subconsciously rejected those two names, and paused for a while before saying unnaturally, "You Jinge and Wu Chaosheng?"

"I didn't default to anything, I just found it weird."

"You were brainwashed by Yan Zhen." Xing Yu didn't want to mention this, stood up and said, "Rest, our family will deal with this matter. I will send a car to take you and Xiao Dan back early tomorrow morning."

Before Xing Yu stalked Lin Haoren to learn how to exorcise ghosts from him, but now he didn't want to say a word, and even showed an attitude of asking Lin Haoren to stop meddling.

This aroused Lin Haoren's anger instead.

"If you tell me to come, I have to come, if you let me go, do I have to go?" Lin Haoren lowered his voice, "Why?"

Xing Yu paused, then softened his voice: "I didn't mean that, I just..."

"I just don't want me to meddle in my own business. Xing Yu, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid!" Xing Yu interrupted roughly, then pursed his lips and lowered his voice, "Aren, this matter is beyond our expectation, you can't control it."

Lin Haoren turned the wheelchair, turned his back to Xing Yu, and said in a flat voice, "Get out."

Xing Yu made a fist with his fingers beside him.

The room was very quiet for a while, and snow fell outside the window at some point. Listen carefully, you can hear the slight hum of the central air conditioner and the muffled sound of snowflakes hitting the window with the wind.

After a while, Lin Haoren heard the sound of closing the door.

Lin Haoren didn't sleep well that night, he kept dreaming.

In the dream, there were all kinds of ghost faces for a while, for a while it was the two children running down the mountain, and for a while it was the vast white snow under the night, reflecting the bright moonlight, which looked like a silvery white sea from a distance.

Lin Haoren heard the sound of snow falling—everything was silent, the snowflakes fell on the ground and made a muffled sound, his whole body seemed to be covered in a vacuum cover, there was some tinnitus in his ears, all the sounds were distant, fuzzy and muffled, muffled It makes people feel uncomfortable.

He was awakened by a suffocating feeling, staring blankly at the top of the bed curtain.

After a while, he came back to his senses and glanced at the luminous clock on the bedside table, it was 04:30 in the morning.

The bed was big, and Xiao Dan was sleeping beside him. The two of them were covered with quilts as they were when they were young, their heads were almost touching each other, and Xiao Dan could be heard snoring softly.

Lin Haoren closed his eyes again, and slowly exhaled a long breath to relax. He was about to continue to sleep when he saw something not far away emitting a faint light from the corner of his eye.

In this dark room, the light seemed very abrupt.

"?" Lin Haoren sat up, picked up his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight to shine a light on it, only to find that the light was coming from the clothes on the back of the chair.

That is... Xiao Dan's clothes?

Lin Haoren looked down at Xiao Dan, got off the bed lightly, and walked towards the chair barefoot.

Xiao Dan's clothes and trousers were casually thrown on the back of the chair, and Lin Haoren took out the keychain from his trouser pocket - the small knife hanging on it all year round was shining faintly.

The light was soft and flickering, Lin Haoren was a little puzzled: Does this knife have a luminous function?Is there a fluorescent agent?

Wouldn't it be poisonous to peel fruit with this thing?

Lin Haoren thought about it for a while, probably because he hadn't woken up yet and his head was a little dazed. He hesitated for a long time before he put the knife back into Xiaodan's trouser pocket. He was about to go back to sleep, but when he turned his head, he found someone standing behind him.

Lin Haoren was caught off guard, his hands trembled, and the phone fell to the ground.

There was a muffled "dong", which was especially harsh in the quiet room.

"Xiao..." Lin Haoren was about to curse but realized something was wrong.

Xiao Dan stood behind him wearing a black vest and a pair of boxers. He was very quiet. The flashlight of his mobile phone shone on his chin from bottom to top, making his brows and eyes a little unpredictable.

Most importantly, he still has his eyes closed.

Since when did Xiao Dan have the problem of sleepwalking?

Lin Haoren didn't dare to frighten him, so he hurriedly moved aside, and saw Xiao Dan walked to the chair with his eyes closed, and took out the glowing knife and held it in his hand.

Lin Haoren: "..."

Xiao Dan sat quietly in the chair, touched the fruit from the side and began to peel it. After a while, he stood up again, threw the half-peeled fruit on the ground, and walked out holding the knife.

Lin Haoren was confused, so he hurriedly put on his jacket and trousers and followed Xiao Dan to go out, and then helped him get the clothes, and put them on him tentatively, but Xiao Dan didn't respond.

The heavy wooden door was opened, and the sensor lights in the corridor were turned on. The retro old house showed a creepy and gloomy feeling in the middle of the night. There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes watching them hidden in the ancient paintings hanging on the wall.Xiao Dan stood in the corridor holding the knife for a moment, then walked slowly towards the stairs.