As a ghost, I want to chase the Onmyoji

When Nan Jin woke up, the surroundings were full of darkness.He thought to himself, is this the place after death?But before he could think for long, a voice sounded beside him,

"Are you awake? Let's go!" The dry voice sounded harsh, like the sound of a knife scraping on glass.

Nan Jin turned her head and saw a black figure standing not far away.

It's really Liuying who has been fighting with Nan Jin for many days.Nan Jin was puzzled, "Why did you save me?"

Liu Ying smiled, and said in a tone of rare appreciation, "Although I don't like you very much, you are indeed my opponent. People from our ghost clan don't bother to win in this way. Even if our ghost clan is evil , is also evil is aboveboard, without your haggling and calculation, we dare to say and do, born free, with a clear conscience, this is probably the reason why you can't tolerate us, it is you who have killed the conscience of this country. "

Nan Jin was silent and did not speak. The education he received since he was a child told him that the ghost race is a race that disturbs social stability and bullies the people. They have never had a conscience.

But after so many things, he didn't know how to judge.The human races he saw were hurting and jealous of each other. They couldn't tolerate capable and righteous people who used the most despicable means to enslave the poor to death in the name of eliminating harm. They couldn't tolerate other races.

Maybe it's really wrong.Originally, he hated the ghost race, just because Brother Feng was a ghost, and he was afraid that Brother Feng would leave with them one day. Can two races that cannot exist in the same region really love each other for a long time?If one day, Brother Feng wants to leave and go to the place of the ghost clan, they may accept him, and then, he will never meet Brother Feng again.Therefore, if the ghost clan is no longer there, Brother Feng has nowhere to go, and then, he will always be by his side.

But who knows, Brother Feng left, but he didn't go to the ghost clan either. He was in a place where no one could find him, and he might never have a chance in this life.

With a sigh, that's all, let's go.

Nan Jin walked out of the capital with simple luggage, just like when she came here, except that there was one person missing today.

The road is long, whose road is broken in the middle?

Nan Jin disguised herself and returned to the original village.The people there seem to have not been harmed by the war, just because there are such a group of people staying at the border and fighting desperately.

Nan Jin's house is the same as before, even after leaving for so long, there is no difference except that it is covered with dust.

After entering, some wooden tables were in disrepair for a long time and could no longer be used. Nanjin rearranged them and gave the whole room a new look.During the whole cleaning process, he didn't use any magic skills, just like an ordinary person with a rag to scrub.

By the time the whole house was tidied up, there was already a thin layer of sweat on my head.Standing in the hall, he remembered that in the old days, before the wind blows, he always liked to put a rocking chair by the door, half lying on it and basking in the sun.

Nan Jin smiled and shook her head, she didn't look like a ghost at all.

Nan Jin stayed in this room, trapping himself in memories, probably the only way he could forgive himself for living.

The peach blossom wine that was buried in the spring, they left in a hurry when they left, but now that they took it out, the fragrance wafted for miles, and there was a feeling of moistening things silently.Nan Jin's eyes were reddened by the peach blossom wine.

Nan Jin made clanking noises while cooking, but he couldn't make the taste of Feng Weixi's original taste, probably because the eater's mind has changed.

Nan Jin was lying in the room where the wind was not blowing, as if there was still the smell of Brother Feng here.But he knew that the quilts here were new, the beds were replaced with new ones, and all the furniture had been replaced. Those wooden furniture had already rotted away after a long period of rain leakage.It's just those who stayed behind, pretending not to know.

After drinking a whole pot of wine, Nan Jin, who is already drunk, should lie down early, go to bed early, and continue to remember tomorrow.

The hustle and bustle outside the house cannot be heard, the noise comes from outside the door and the people inside the house sleep peacefully.

"I left a long time ago, and now I came back suddenly. Look at the wind, the appearance has not changed in the past, and now there is only one person left. How long after I have been back, the house has changed in an instant. Could it be that the ghosts have changed."

"Hey, I can't tell. Think about it, didn't we always lose things back then? Since they left, we have never missed anything. Didn't the onmyoji we invited back then say that there were ghosts?"

Some people are out of jealousy, some people are out of fear, and some people simply agree, each of them seems to have seen with their own eyes that Nan Jin is a ghost, and they all accuse Nan Jin affirmatively.Nan Jin, who was asleep in the room, didn't notice it.

Terrified people set fire to the house.This evil of the ghost clan should still be burned to death.

The fire spread, but the people in the house didn't realize it. The flame burned the door, making a "crackling" sound, and then rushed into the house with an unstoppable momentum.The tables and chairs in the house were burned, which also contributed to the arrogance of the fire. The people outside the house were excited, and finally burned him to death. Everyone felt proud that they had become a hero.

A tear fell.

Nan Jin who was asleep had tears in the corners of her eyes, her breathing was still calm and unaffected in the slightest.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, and the pungent smell hit, and Nan Jin finally woke up.Seeing the big fire in front of him, Feng Weixi frantically urged, but unfortunately the person who should hear could not hear.Nan Jin smiled, with relief and a hint of hope on his face.

I did something wrong, and I should be punished. I only hope to meet you, Brother Feng, after I pass away. If you blame me, can you see me for the last time before I leave.

Nan Jin closed her eyes, feeling a heat on her collarbone.He thought it was a fire.

Feeling the gentle caress on his forehead, just like before, Nan Jin suddenly opened his eyes, with a childlike smile on his face, ignoring the fire around him, he opened his arms and hugged Feng Weixi tightly.

Brother Feng, you are finally willing to come to see me.

Suddenly there was a family on a mountain in a certain place. It was strange to say that there was no hostess in that family, but two handsome men.

Under the warm sun, the handsome man squatted down and hugged the person lying on the rocking chair, "Brother Feng, I miss you so much."

The man on the rocking chair scolded lightly, "Damn it, take your dirty hands away, where are you touching?"

The man who was reprimanded was not angry at all, he was still happy, he greeted him with a passionate kiss, licked and licked carefully, and cautiously penetrated. "Yeah, I really want ghosts, I only want Brother Feng."

The man on the rocking chair raised his hand and patted the coquettish man on the head politely, "You don't have to be ashamed to act coquettish at such an age."

The squatting man smiled and buried his head between his legs, "Father, the child is hungry and needs milk."

The author has something to say:

The aunt in the cafeteria made my Malatang into a dry pot, and fried a lump of instant noodles abruptly. I really want to know how big the psychological shadow is when the uncle who cooks sees a whole piece of instant noodles for him to fry, hahaha Haha [funny face]