Zhu Xie Ji

When Wang Xiaomo saw Bai Xuan, he was standing at the gate of the station dragging his suitcase.The silence at the station, which was crowded and noisy, was even more frightening.A large bus was parked in the empty station, without lights, all illuminated by the faint starlight.

Bai Xuan rushed to Wang Xiaomo step by step, his steps were a little eager.He said to Xiao Mo: "Walk with me."

Maybe it's New Year's Eve when thousands of houses are lit up, taking advantage of Bai Xuan's heart to heal,

Adding to the loneliness, perhaps because the short wait made him panic, Bai Xuan began to ramble on about his childhood and adulthood.

When he was born, his mother fell ill and died when he was five years old.Although he has been able to see ghosts since he was a child, he has never been able to arouse his spiritual power.In the same year that his mother died, his father threw him into a house full of evil spirits, hoping to stimulate his spiritual power.However, he was so frightened that he lost control, wept, fainted, and suffered a serious oni-sense injury, but he still failed.

He was in a coma for a week, and his father seemed to have hired an expert to examine his body, but he came to a not-so-good conclusion.After waking up, his father was not as warm to him as before, he no longer taught him martial arts personally, and was impatient with his questions, but he still had a father-son relationship at last, would eat at the same table with him, and occasionally take him out for fun .

Children are always very sensitive, not to mention that Bai Xuan has been hurt both physically and mentally.Bai Xuan became less and less talkative, more and more quiet. He practiced Bai's martial arts mentality even more hard, from six to eight in the morning, and from three to seven in the afternoon, with horse steps, sword skills, and internal strength, every day. Persevere all day.

He flipped through ancient books and listened carefully to the knowledge about eliminating spirits from the family teacher, hoping to find a solution to his own spiritual power. He always came first in every exam, except for practical subjects of course.

When he was eight years old, his little uncle Bai Yunning abducted himself to a mountainous area and threw him into a dense forest, where he released a hundred ghosts.As a result, he lay down for half a month, giving up the possibility of getting rid of the psychic ever since.

In a blink of an eye, Bai Xuan was nine years old, he was calm and no longer angry and annoyed by his friends' ridicule, he just learned martial arts and knowledge silently, so that only his father could visit him often.She hardly speaks in front of outsiders, and is only lively in front of Xu Ma.

Bai Xuan had heard the rumors outside and got confirmation from Xu Ma.The father has another woman and wants to have another son, which is ridiculous, but Bai Xuan is still the only son, and the father has changed countless women outside, and none of them have been born, it is really ridiculous.

Ten years old, return to the spirit ceremony.Meng Fanyun shined brilliantly, and Bai Xuan received his father's attention again, from seeing him rarely once a week, to seeing him every three days, chatting occasionally, and going out to play.

Meng Fanyun is also very kind to himself. For the first time, he has a partner of similar age.Bai Xuan's depressed mood gradually cleared up. Although he didn't understand why, he believed that everything would get better.Later, although Meng Fanyun lost many friends because of his possessiveness like eating alone, he didn't care about it anymore, because he gradually became bored with the flattery of these ordinary friends.He is really pitiful, people outside the spirit circle disdain to be friends with him because of his lack of spiritual power, ordinary people befriend him because of his family background.

As for Meng Fanyun, he always felt that because of him, he had regained his quiet personality.That might really be a high opinion of himself, Bai Xuan is just tired of it.The reality made him feel cold. He gradually walked into the Internet, made many strange friends who didn't know his true colors, and gradually fell in love with writing, to create a hero who would not succumb to reality and change the world.

He avoids reality with a negative attitude, and lives day by day, indulging in his own world.

"Xiao Mo, look at me, I have been through many disasters and disasters. I haven't felt the truth, goodness and beauty since I was a child, but I have become such a handsome man who writes novels with super righteous views and is as quiet as a chicken. Sure enough, I am kind-hearted by nature!" Bai Xuan concluded to Xiaomo with self-mockery road.

Xiao Mo could clearly see his sadness, so he was especially sad.Xiao Mo grabbed Xuan's head and rested it on his chest.

He obviously didn't have pectoral muscles, but Bai Xuan's nose was sore from the bump, tears streaming down his face, and he cried silently.

His chest was soaked with tears, Xiao Mo was slightly taken aback, feeling a little sour for no reason.It turns out that the strong backing in his mind is sometimes fragile.

"Such a big person, really..." Before he finished speaking, Bai Xuan began to struggle.

Xiao Mo was a little angry again, pressed his head and said, "There is nothing to hold back here... I don't need to hold back in the future!"

Bai Xuan's heart moved slightly, and he stopped Xiao Mo's waist, letting his tears rage.

I don't know how long it has passed, probably vented all the grievances of the past twenty years.Bai Xuan calmed down, pushed Xiao Mo away, and muttered: "I found out that you are really short, and your neck hurts..."

This guy... Xiao Mo stared at the sky speechlessly, refusing to talk to someone.

"Would you tell me about your childhood?" Bai Xuan put his arms around Xiao Mo's waist again, and naturally embraced him, asking.

"Ah! That's a simple and happy story!" Xiao Mo replied with a smile.

Xiaomo's parents are both farmers. Although they are poor, they love him very much. He eats chicken, and the two chicken legs will always be his.

Although Wang Xiaomo is an only child, there is no shortage of children in the village. As soon as he greets him, a dozen or so of them go crazy together every day.Go to this one for dinner today, and that one for Chinese food tomorrow.A group of lads were running around in the village annoyingly.

Xiao Mo's childhood was probably like fishing and picking up cicadas in summer, and eating poker in winter.Chunqiuye flies kites in the field, breaks corn, and does farm work.

If there is one thing that does not fit the identity of a peasant boy, it is that he is born with the ability to see ghosts.I couldn't speak when I was too young, so I couldn't express it.Waiting for his mouth to be sharp, when someone's funeral is held, he once or twice said in front of outsiders, "Oh, Mrs. X/Mr. X, why don't you stand there? Others are shocked, and my parents will give me a fat beating if I catch it. There is no way, then Movies about happy ghosts and zombies were popular at the time... Kids would always scare adults with such lies, and their parents would just think that Wang Xiaomo had learned to lie at a young age, and beat him up.

These words happened to be heard by the widowed Mr. Lin next door.No one knows the origin of Mr. Lin, it seems that he moved to the village in his fifties.Because Mr. Lin can pinch and count, and occasionally he can dance like a god-children always cry at night or have a high fever or don’t like to eat, and their body is thin. Ask him to touch, mutter, burn some yellow paper, and Really good.He is the god of the village.

At that time, when he was young, he was coaxed by Mr. Lin with a few candies to worship his master.But Xiaomo is naughty, he only listens to Mr. Lin telling stories about ghosts and legends, and he doesn't learn serious spells and spells. He goes to Mr. Lin every day just to rub his meat.

The biggest gain is the tie bag.

The Xi Nang was the Rakshasa that Mr. Lin received. At that time, the Xi Nang was severely injured.Seeing that he was still a child, Mr. Lin took him up in a spirit-gathering talisman and slept for 30 to [-] years.

Elder Lin is getting old, he reckons he won't be able to see Xiao Mo grow up.However, Xiao Mo has strong spiritual power and is fun. Before he died, he helped Xiao Mo conclude a contract with Xi Nang.

"Mr. Lin loved me like a grandfather, and later died of illness because of saving me." Wang Xiaomo lowered his eyebrows, a little sad.

Bai Xuan patted Xiao Mo's head, and comforted him: "I think he is happy, he is always accompanied by you, he is not alone."

"That's right, I'll take you to see Elder Lin when we worship our ancestors the day after tomorrow." Wang Xiaomo smiled.

Xiao Mo's eDonkey is very powerful. There is a suitcase in front, and Bai Xuan sits in the back, riding Juechen.

The road from the county seat to the village passes through large wheat fields, without street lights, and it is pitch black, only illuminated by the light of a small electric donkey.Wang Xiaomo concentrated on driving slowly, Bai Xuan lowered his head to stop Wang Xiaomo's waist, and apologized in his ear: "I'm sorry, I didn't know the road is so dark."

He rented a car because he was in a hurry to go back on New Year's Eve, and he didn't want to go to the countryside below the county seat, and Bai Xuan didn't know which village Wang Xiaomo lived in, so he asked Xiaomo to pick him up.

It took Wang Xiaomo a long time to understand Bai Xuan's guilt. He was wearing a big mask to protect himself from the wind, and the voice came indistinctly: "It's nothing. I'm here to pick you up, so I can feel at ease."

Bai Xuan's heart warmed up.

He rested his head on Xiao Mo's shoulder, leaned against Xiao Mo's ear and said word by word: "Xiao Mo, you see, I can cook, make money, and like to tidy up the room. There are several properties, and there are more than 500 million yuan in the passbook. They are very rich and handsome. Recently, I plan to buy in Qindao..."

Wang Xiaomo tore off his mask angrily, and shouted loudly: "Master, I know you are rich~ Can you stop poking people's hearts like this when you celebrate Chinese New Year! Fuck, being rich is amazing!"

He also thought about whether after Bai Xuan was expelled from the house, he should find another job to support his family, maybe he could support Bai Xuan and change his unequal economic status... As a result, fuck!Do you want to be so rich! ! !

The confession that Bai Xuan was about to say was back in his mouth: What can you do to save your EQ, you little fool!