Director Ma meets a ghost

However, Director Ma soon regretted it.

Jin Dan'er ran to his house all day, spent lunch and dinner, and bed after dinner, and called Brother Feng all day long, making Director Ma feel like an outsider.

"Brother Feng, are you really a Taoist priest?"

"No."

"Brother Feng, can you turn a stone into gold?"

"No."

"Brother Feng is so powerful, he must have lied to me."

... Feng Yi was also helpless.

Director Ma hated it so much...Little bastard, if you were not the reincarnation of Chen Zhongqiu, I would have dealt with you long ago.Feng Yi looks gentle and decent, and looks like a human being, how could he have such an ugly nephew.

After finally making it through to the end of the National Day holiday, Mother Jin came to pick up the child, and Jin Daner was still tearfully hugging Feng Yi's sleeve.

"Brother Feng, I must hang out with you after I graduate."

"Oh, the child is spoiled, and his uncle really doesn't care about it." Jin's mother covered her mouth and smiled apologetically.

Director Ma thought she was referring to Feng Yi, and it took him a long time to realize that she was referring to Xiao Chen.Hey, if you want to manage it, you have to manage it.

Feng Yi looked at their mother and son thoughtfully, and asked after a while, "Mom Jin, I want to inquire about something."

"What's the matter?"

"Do you remember someone in your family who died here"

Jin Ma frowned and thought for a while, then raised her head and stared at Feng Yi for a long time, her expression gradually becoming surprised. "When I was young, I followed Jin Dan'er and his great-grandfather to visit the grave here. How many years have passed? How do you know this?"

"I would like to ask, who erected this tomb?"

"I don't know either. Our Chen family has been in Luoyang for generations, only this tomb...is a foreign surname, but also stands in a foreign place. When Chen Le's generation is sparsely populated, we have never paid homage to him. But... The tomb was left over from before, and it is quite similar to those enshrined in the family temple. I think it should be erected by one person, that is, the one who wrote the genealogy."

Isn't the one who wrote the genealogy Chen Zhongqiu?

Mother Jin paused, and asked, "Could it be that the one buried in the ground...is the ancestor of Master Feng?"

"Probably." Feng Yi smiled, and patted Jindan'er's head lightly. "Master Ling has a clever ear, and he will become a great weapon in the future. Mama Jin can rest assured."

"Haha, thanks for your good words." Mother Jin's expression relaxed, her eye sockets filled with a mother's ardent expectation and love for her son.

The next day, Director Ma's promotion letter came down. From the county to the province, this was a big step. Familiar and unfamiliar people came to congratulate him, and it was inevitable that he would send another business to Yanyangtian.

When the wine arrived, Xiao Chen said to Director Ma mysteriously, "Director, guess who I met at the station when I was sending people off yesterday?"

"You say thank you"

"anything else?"

"Could it be... and Li Chenfeng?"

"That's not true, but he poached Li Daochang's two little apprentices."

"Oh! Daoist Li is really going to die alone now." Director Ma laughed, and all the guests at the table also happily agreed.

Xiao Chen tilted his neck and said again, "I heard that this is all to deal with Li Daochang's bad temper. I am alone and helpless, Li Daochang may lose this time."

"I think that old man is very stubborn, and it will take decades for him to be subdued."

"Hey, Chief, how about we make a bet"

"Okay, let's gamble with your salary this year."

"Don't..."

"Hahaha!" Director Ma stood up blushing and thick necked, "Everyone, it's the last drink, I'll do it first as a respect."

It was said that it was the last glass, but the banquet did not end until the middle of the night.Director Ma came out unsteadily, and saw Xiao Chen was still greeting the guests at the door.With a move in my heart, I took a step forward by myself.

The weather turned cold, and the stars were also hidden in the clouds.Under the dim street lights, Director Ma hummed Huangmei Opera and walked on the street where no one was there.

A gust of wind passed, and the back hem of his suit was slightly wrinkled.A shadow appeared in the night without knowing when, following Director Ma's chaotic pace, he followed slowly.

"I said, the person surnamed Wang at the banquet just now looked at me several times, so you can hold your breath."

"Brother Ma, don't worry, he has too many scruples and dare not make mistakes."

Feng Yi's voice was like a clear spring, flowing on Director Ma's burning heart.He looked over with drunken eyes, and saw that Feng Yi was still wearing a robe he had just seen, wearing the tall hat he bought in the mall, with his back behind his hands, his back was straight and slender, and he had a trendy beauty that was beyond the ancient and modern.

"Don't think I don't know, that glass of wine was spilled all over him for no reason, is it your fault?"

Feng Yi's expression remained unchanged, "...it's so late, why don't you go back by car?"

"Aren't you motion sick?" Director Ma chuckled, holding Feng Yi's arm with one hand, "Besides, I'm afraid of meeting ghosts."

The cold touch came through the clothes of the two of them, slightly relieving Director Ma of his drunkenness, but a kind of fluttering overflowed from the bottom of his heart that was better than drunkenness, making him intoxicated, and his mind was rippling in this quiet and beautiful night .

"Do you want to visit the graves of you and... Huo Xia?"

"Isn't that road impassable?"

"That's true." Director Ma lowered his head.

Feng Yi hugged his waist, lowered his head and kissed his face, "Brother Ma, have you thought about it?"

"What?" Director Ma raised his head and swept the tip of his nose along Feng Yi's lips.

"Will you not marry for the rest of your life, have no children, and be with the next evil ghost?" Feng Yi asked seriously.

Director Ma could feel the fingers on his waist tightening quietly, and he couldn't help reaching out to hug him, letting the familiar temperature surround him.

"Didn't you say that? I was the first person you met when you came out of the underground for 300 years, and you don't want to leave me. We are so destined, so let's make do together, I think it's good."

No one answered for a long time above his head, and Director Ma wanted to raise his mouth to kiss him while drunk, but Feng Yi pinned the back of his head.

A slightly rough kiss slid all the way down from between the eyebrows, along the nasal bone, both cheeks, and then caught those two lips and sucked repeatedly.

The two stood under the empty streetlights, hugged and kissed fiercely, Director Ma collapsed in Feng Yi's arms, and thousands of threads of affection turned into a ball of fire.Kissing and kissing, he didn't feel right, and finally let go of Feng Yi panting, only to see that the other's toes had already left the ground, and the whole body was flying up lightly.

Director Ma shouted hoarsely, "Feng Yi, what's wrong?"

Feng Yi supported his head while flying, his lips were shining brightly under the lamp.I just heard him say, "Brother Ma has wine in his mouth...I feel a little dizzy below..."

Well, I'm still going to quit drinking.

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