Director Ma meets a ghost

When Director Ma first met Feng Yi, the other person's body was still vaguely visible, his skin was white and translucent, his eyes were bloodshot, and his waist-length braid was draped behind him. Laughing was scarier than crying.

But now, Director Ma looked at the ghost walking towards him.The tall and straight figure was wrapped in a slightly loose casual outfit, and a dark gray top hat tied all the hair in. The exposed face was a little paler, but it was still much more attractive than before.Maybe it was an illusion, Director Ma felt that Feng Yi's muscles were not so stiff, and the expression on his face was more vivid.

At this moment, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said "Brother Ma..." and then stopped less than one meter in front of Director Ma.

Director Ma was afraid that he would hit Feng Yi's nose as soon as he stood up, so he could only sit on the edge of the bed and look up at him. "Don't you want revenge? Why are you here?"

Feng Yi said softly, "It's dangerous to go down here, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."

Director Ma's heart skipped a beat, his thoughts suddenly became chaotic, and he still replied bluntly, "Huh! So it's polite enough for you to come to me to say goodbye." Leaned back. "Go outside and make me a pot of tea."

Feng Yi still didn't move, just stretched out a hand out of thin air.The teapot from the outer room flew in unhurriedly, and landed on Feng Yi's palm safely.

"It's a bit cold." Feng Yi lifted the bottom of the pot upwards, snapped his fingers in the air, and blue flames immediately appeared from the tips of the five fingers, and the teapot hung on Feng Yi's palm without falling to the ground.

Director Ma was dumbfounded.After a while, the teapot was gurgling and steaming.Feng Yi smiled, and handed over a cup, "Brother Ma, why are you so dazed?"

"When did you learn this trick?" Director Ma opened his mouth wide, and took the cup blankly.

"I've been a ghost for 400 years, you must have some skills." Feng Yi sat down next to Director Ma and held his hand.

Director Ma only felt that there was something warm in his hand, and when he looked down, it was the jade pendant. "Here, Li Chenfeng gave it to you again." Director Ma picked it up and put it in front of his eyes, "Hmph, yes, since he begged you for help, he must return this to you." He rubbed his smooth jade body, feeling as if It's not the same as the last time I saw it.At this moment, the jade pendant is crystal clear, with a pleasing brilliance, it is not ordinary at first glance.

"You said, didn't the Taoist priest change it for you?"

"No." Feng Yi shook his head, "This jade pendant is not an ordinary product. It was just the invasion of Yin Qi from below, which blinded the luster."

"what about now"

"Naturally, I have withdrawn the yin energy." Feng Yi took Director Ma's hand holding the jade pendant again, "I want to hand over this jade pendant to you."

"You don't want... Oh, that's right, you can't even save yourself, so why are you looking for family members!" Director Ma knew that what he held in his hand was not the jade pendant, but the murder weapon that killed Feng Yi, and he didn't want it.

"You want me to give it to Chen Zhongqiu's descendants?"

"How to deal with it is up to you." Feng Yi's eyes had something he couldn't understand, which was so heavy that it made Director Ma nervous, and his left hand quietly grasped the corner of the quilt behind him.

He took a deep breath and forced a laugh, "You really want to go"

Feng Yi didn't say a word, just looked at him, "Drink, the tea is getting cold."

Snapped!

Director Ma shattered the Jingdezhen porcelain cup with a wave of his hand, stood up and laughed loudly, "Since that's the case, why do you still drink tea? Let's go, I invite you to drink."

Sunny Sky is the most expensive hotel in the county, and it is a place where rich people set up tables and seats to support the scene. It is really rare for two or three friends to set up tables for drinking.Especially the two good-looking men who are still young.

The waiter has changed three waves, and each time is different.The one who just came looked around excitedly at the door, "This is Director Ma of the Animal Husbandry Bureau, didn't expect him to be so young?"

"That's right, that cousin of his looks like he hasn't graduated from college yet, and his face is so white and tender. Hey, hey, it's my turn next!"

Director Ma ordered a large table of dishes, as well as the Guojiao at the bottom of the store.He doesn't care if the two of them can eat or not, he just wants to vent his anger with money.

"Hey, why don't you use your chopsticks? Why, you don't think this dish suits your taste." Director Ma put down his chopsticks and filled Feng Yi's cup. "Okay, let's have a drink. I'll see you off as Brother Ma."

Feng Yi looked at him bluffing for a long time, and reached out to block his arm that delivered the wine to his mouth, "Brother Ma, do you have something to say?"

"Hey, I'm a common man, what can I say in my belly." Director Ma laughed nonchalantly.He was also anxious, but after staying in the officialdom for a long time, some things in his heart could not be said.

Feng Yi said, "But I have something to say."

Director Ma hummed, and just lowered his head to eat the food, not daring to look up at him at all.

"Brother Ma, do you still remember the day when Lao Xie called me out? You told me that life is too short to be trapped here."

"Well did I say that?"

"Brother Ma also said that the world is as black as crows, but he likes to chat with me happily."

"Well, I really said that." Hearing that, Director Ma wanted to get into the cracks in the ground, and he could no longer drink in front of Feng Yi. He really drank too much and said everything.

"Exactly." Feng Yi's voice was heated, "I also like to drink with Brother Ma, and I like the brother Ma who treats me sincerely."

Director Ma turned his head to look at him, and met Feng Yi's focused eyes. He felt sour and pulled his face down, "It's no use just liking, you're going to Luoyang to seek death. No, you are a dead person."

Feng Yi smiled wryly, stretched out his right hand, and showed him the thin pale callus on his middle finger.

He slowly said, "I was born in a prosperous age, but I was born in poverty. In order to obtain fame, I did not dare to relax in the slightest by writing and reading day and night for ten years. If what Li Chenfeng said that day was true, then I should have been named on the gold list and returned to my hometown in brocade clothes, not Seeing my father send a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Heh, you know the pain of the soul being pulled out. In order to keep the separated soul alive, Zhang Junyang bound me in the formation for nine days and nine nights until the spell gradually dried up. My body was discovered. I can never forget the anger of dying in my whole life. In the past 400 years, I have been in the dark underground, watching the sporadic moonlight, listening to the birds singing in the distance, and even talking to people is an extravagant hope. Every day Revenge is on the back of my mind all the time."

Feng Yi's expression became ruthless, as if he was suppressing his raging anger.He looked at Director Ma, his frown drooped, and there was something more in his eyes besides hatred.

"Zhang Junyang has been sealed at the foot of the mountain for 400 years. Now his mana has been greatly reduced. Maybe I and Li Daochang can take this opportunity to get rid of him. Brother Ma, even if the smoke disappears and he will never be reborn, I have to go this time."

Director Ma gritted his teeth. He knew that Feng Yi's death was horrific, but he never thought that it would be so miserable before his death.After all, he is an outsider, so he is not qualified to say anything to persuade him to stay, but... Director Ma swallowed the wine at the table, feeling extremely bitter.

"You can go, but you have to be prepared for everything. Tell me how sure you are. Maybe there is something I can help you with."

Feng Yi showed a smile, and picked up the wine glass and drank it down. "Brother Ma, you seem to be owed another hot pot meal."