Why is my master always lost and swollen? !

In this way, Mr. Baohe inexplicably became a non-existent person and had a family.

Generally speaking, people like him, unless they have lost their legs, can't help but walk around every time they go to a new place.

However, although his legs are still there, they can no longer go anywhere.

"Be careful!" Before leaving, Ah Ning had urged thousands of times, "If possible, it's best not to even go out."

"It's really boring." Mr. Baohe lay on the bed, thinking, "It would be great if someone could talk to me."

Thinking of this, Mr. Baohe was taken aback suddenly, not knowing why he had such an idea.

"Obviously I was alone all the time before." He thought to himself, "Was it so difficult at that time?"

Although this place is also full of weirdness, it is generally safe.So Mr. Baohe fell asleep after thinking about it.As soon as he fell asleep, he began to dream, dreaming that he was surrounded by wolves, and his bones were gnawed and creaked.

Mr. Baohe woke up with a start, but the sound of gnawing bones still did not disappear.Only then did he realize that there was really a guy in the room gnawing bones.But not his bones, but chicken bones.

The one squatting there gnawing on the bone was not a wild wolf, but a person.

As soon as Mr. Baohe woke up, the man immediately became alert and turned his head to stare at him, his eyes full of hostility.

But his mouth was still gnawing at the bone.

Mr. Baohe has never seen a person who is so interested in chicken bones, nor has he seen such a thin and dark person.

In fact, the flesh on this person would never be much more than the chicken bones he gnawed in his mouth.If it weren't for the sparkle in his eyes, Mr. Baohe would have suspected that this guy had turned into a spirit from charcoal.

However, the clothes on this person are very gorgeous, and it is by no means like a person who is so poor that he wants to gnaw chicken bones.

Mr. Baohe couldn't help but asked tentatively, "Are you sick?"

"You're the only fucking sick!" said the humane, spitting out the chicken bones in his mouth all over the floor with a "poof", revealing a mouthful of teeth that looked extraordinarily white under the black skin, staring fiercely at Baohe gentlemen.

"What disease do you think I have? Starvation disease?"

"I think you look like a starved ghost reincarnated." Mr. Baohe thought, but didn't say it out of his mouth.

"Aren't you hungry?" he asked back.

"I eat five meals a day, sometimes with a late-night snack."

"Five meals?! What do you want to eat?"

"I eat, I eat meat, I eat noodles, I eat vegetables. As long as I can eat, there is nothing I don't eat."

Mr. Baohe listened to him talk about his good appetite, and looked at his thin appearance, he found it very funny.

The man stared again: "You don't believe it?"

"I'm just curious, why would a good person go to someone else's house to eat chicken bones for no reason."

"My pleasure."

Mr. Baohe laughed again.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm happy." Mr. Baohe imitated his tone and said, "As long as you are willing, I happen to have chicken bones here, and you are welcome to come anytime."

Hearing what he said, the man showed a look of vigilance and suspicion in his eyes: "Why do you welcome me?"

Mr. Baohe said: "Because you are the first guest after I move to my new home, because I like friends."

The man looked even more fierce: "I'm not your friend!"

Mr. Baohe said: "Maybe not now, but it will definitely be in the future."

Although the man was still staring at him, his expression had gradually calmed down.

"You must have many friends."

Mr. Baohe nodded and said with a smile, "That's true."

"What about your friend? I'm afraid you are not a reliable friend if you come here alone."

"Just left." Mr. Baohe said, and suddenly sighed again, "It's a pity that there is no wine here, otherwise I can have a drink with you."

The man's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "There's no wine here, won't you go look for it outside?"

"But Ah Ning and the others just told me not to go anywhere." Mr. Baohe said in his heart.

"I've only been here for less than half a day, and I'm not familiar with the place, but I promise, within three days, you can find whatever you want to drink."

The man stared at him for a while, let out a long breath, and relaxed his vigilance: "I'm a wandering spirit, maybe I might break in at any time, do you really care?"

"What do you care about?" Mr. Baohe said with a smile.

He really doesn't care.Liu Zian often ran out in the middle of the night to cause trouble, and then came back disheartened with debts, asking him to clean up the mess.After a long time, he will learn to deal with it calmly.

The night shrouded the land, and there were faint bells in the night wind.

"It's time to have dinner." Wandering Soul said.

"Do you want to go every day?"

"Only two or three times a month."

"What time is it?"

"On the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, some people come and some people leave." Youhun looked Mr. Baohe up and down, "I heard that you came back after you left?"

Mr. Baohe smiled wryly: "I'm just passing by."

Youhun was about to say something, but held back, stood up suddenly, and said, "Someone will come to take you to dinner soon, I have to go now. You'd better pretend you never saw me."

Mr. Baohe agreed, but didn't ask any more questions.

If others ask him for something, as long as he is willing to agree, he never asks what others are for.

Of course, except for Liu Zian...

Youhun is not Liu Zian, so he is very satisfied with Mr. Baohe's attitude, so he lowered his voice and said, "When you come to the hall today, they will definitely make things difficult for you."

"Oh?"

"Guys here are nuts, they like to see other people unhappy."

"how about you?"

"I'm a wandering soul..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

"It's really a wandering soul..." Mr. Baohe thought to himself, staring blankly at the direction where the green smoke dissipated.

But he didn't continue to think about it, because he heard footsteps outside.

Those were not human footsteps, they rattled like horseshoes.

"Perhaps the visitor is riding a horse." Mr. Baohe comforted himself.

The door rang, and Mr. Baohe went to open it.He was taken aback.

The person who knocked on the door was not a person, but a guy with a dragon head, antlers, lion eyes, tiger back, bear waist, snake scales, horseshoes, and oxtail.

"Divine beast?" Mr. Baohe asked tentatively.

But the other party did not give any response, because it held a piece of paper in its mouth.

There are only four words on the paper: "Please follow me."

Mr. Baohe smiled.

Anyway, it's always a pleasure to have a meal.

It was late at night, and the fog had not cleared. Although there were dozens of scattered lights in the cold fog, it made the surroundings even darker.

"It's so cold!" Mr. Baohe thought in his heart, breathed into his palms, and rubbed his hands together, "It didn't seem so cold when we were in the cave."

Mr. Baohe followed behind the beast step by step. After his eyes got used to the darkness, he suddenly realized that he was walking on a winding path.On both sides of the road, there are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.

"When the sun shines, this valley must be beautiful." Mr. Baohe thought to himself.

But does the sun shine in this place?

Mr. Baohe couldn't imagine it.

He suddenly realized that what he really longed for was not a dinner, but sunshine.

The kind of warm sunshine that shines on people!

On a scorching summer day, he and Liu Zian once complained about the glare of the sun while driving, praying that every day would be cloudy.

But what he desires most now is this kind of sunshine.

There are many things in the world like this, only when you lose it, you know its value.

Mr. Baohe sighed, and then, as if answering him, someone around him also sighed.

Not only sighed, but the man also said: "Mr. Baohe, I have been waiting for you here for a long time. I knew you would come back."

This is a world of nothingness. There are countless ghosts hiding in the darkness, and the voice of this person is as ethereal and gloomy as a ghost.

Mr. Baohe squeezed sweat in his palm.

He clearly heard voices talking nearby, but there was not even half a person in sight.

"You can't see me." The voice sounded again, "When a real ghost wants to kill people, they won't be seen."

"But you are not a ghost." Mr. Baohe said, "You are a person who does not exist."

"Not even a ghost..." The voice said faintly, "But life is still to be claimed."

"I owe you my life?" Mr. Baohe asked tentatively.

"Ah."

"Whose life?"

"my life."

"I haven't killed anyone."

"But I did die because of you."

"who are you?"

"Mr. Yixu."

Mr. Baohe laughed.

When a person is nervous and frightened, he always laughs inexplicably.

Soon, however, he stopped laughing.

He suddenly discovered that the person speaking was neither a person nor a ghost, but the divine beast.

It's no big deal that the beasts can talk, Aning and Chibao can also talk.

The problem was that the mouth of the mythical beast didn't move when he spoke, as if the voice came directly into his head.

No matter how courageous Mr. Baohe was, he couldn't help shivering.At this moment, the beast roared and rushed towards him.

"This can be said to have just left the pack of wolves and entered the den of beasts again." Mr. Baohe thought to himself, just as he was about to grab the front hooves of the divine beast, unexpectedly a hand stretched out from the belly of the divine beast.

A human hand held a knife in it. With a flick of the hand, the knife flew out and hit Mr. Baohe in the chest.

This move can be described as an accident in an accident, and no one can escape it.

"It seems that this fate will be explained here today." Mr. Baohe thought pessimistically.

However, he did not die, the sword hit the bronze mirror he put in the skirt of his clothes.

The spirit treasure protects the master, and the bronze mirror senses that the master is in trouble, so he swallows the sword alive.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the divine beast turned over in the air, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

Nothing can be seen in the dark.

Mr. Baohe looked up at the darkness in the distance, looked down at the deformed bronze mirror in his hand, and smiled wryly.

This should have been a nightmare, but it was not a dream.

In this dream-like world of nothingness, it is difficult to tell whether a thing is a dream or not.

"It's a good thing Zi'an and the others didn't follow." Mr. Baohe thought to himself, but he still couldn't help but worry about their situation.

"Relax." Mr. Baohe comforted himself, "Their side is just what he thinks in his heart, what can happen? What's more, there is Ah Ning to help."

Thinking of Aning, Mr. Baohe was startled suddenly, as if he had vaguely guessed the identity of the beast just now.

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