raise ghosts

Would like to have as one people, old age is not way off.

Xia Feng felt that he always seemed to be playing the role of such a close brother.

Thousands of years ago, he promised Bai Mo that he would take good care of An Yu in the future, and after taking care of him, he would take care of him for several lifetimes.One must know that An Yue could be regarded as his rival in love, but since that person asked, there was no reason not to help.

Now, Bai Mo once again begged him to ask about the reason for An Yue's amnesia. God knows how unwilling Xia Feng is. He is the person in the world who most hopes that An Yue can lose his memory. okay.

Because only in this way can Bai Mo of his family give up completely.How long will this evil fate be entangled, maybe it is a good thing for the two of them to get to know each other in this life.

Holding the address left by Bai Mo, he came to this ancient temple.Bells are ringing, scriptures are chanted and chants are chanted, and the lingering sounds linger around the beams, which will last for years.

Not long after entering the temple, he saw a different old monk, and with just one glance, he decided that he was the person he was looking for.

"You are here." The old monk said to him.

"Are you waiting for me?" Xia Feng sat down beside the old monk.

"Yes, as early as thousands of years ago, I deduced that you would come to me. Counting the time, it will be around this time."

"Since we have figured out the cause and effect, we also know that it will happen now, so why should we return Baimo to that person. Isn't that a bad relationship?"

"No and no. □□, emptiness is form. The karma and reincarnation in the world has its own definite number, and this is not my choice alone."

"But if you insist on not handing over, they won't meet in this life."

"No. If I hadn't obeyed the will of the heavens and acted against the heavens, this amulet would have gone round and round into his hands. Their fate is determined by the heavens. You and I are just following the will of the heavens and cannot be masters." of."

"I don't believe it, what if I have to go against the sky?"

The old monk looked at Xia Feng as if he was looking at a dying person.

"Then it will be a terrible death, heaven and earth will perish, no one can go against the sky, let alone you."

"Old monk, stop lying there to confuse people. Let me tell you, I will never push Baimo into the fire pit."

"If you have already made up your mind, why did you come to find me today?"

The lie was exposed, and Xia Feng lowered his head.

"You're right, even if I really wanted to, he wouldn't be willing to appreciate it. I just want to ask you, is the reason why An Yue forgets everything in this life is also to obey the destiny?"

"Exactly. He should have been dissipated in this life, dissipating between heaven and earth."

"What if I want to save him?"

The old monk shook his head.

"Then the reason why An Yue forgets everything that happened in his previous life, is it related to this incident?"

"Exactly. 500 years ago, An Yu voluntarily fell into the karmic reincarnation disk at the cost of one soul and one soul, and the condition was that he would stay with Bai Mo for life. There is a price to pay, and the price is his curse. His body lost his soul, and he was reincarnated again and again, and his soul gradually dissipated... He is doomed to live less than 25 years old in every life, this is His curse. In this life, his soul has begun to dissipate gradually, and this life is the limit. In fact, he should not have dissipated so fast, but he insisted on staying with ghosts. The yang energy is always absorbed by the little ghost without knowing it, and this life is already a blessing. If he still insists on staying with that little ghost, he will probably not be 25 years old in this life."

"Then the reason why he didn't take off the amulet was because of his obsession? He forced himself to find Baimo every time he was reincarnated, so even he couldn't take off the amulet?"

"Exactly."

Xia Feng was silent.He thought that An Yue had no heart. Even if the little ghost died in front of him, he always thought that he would not shed a single tear for him.

But he didn't expect that he would regret it too.It turned out that he regretted it in the end.

In order to make up for the mistakes he made, at the cost of one soul and one soul, he would not live to be 25 years old in each life, but he still insisted on looking for Bai Mo life after life.But now, he will eventually suffer the consequences, and his soul will be scattered.

Does he still want to stop An Yue now?Xia Feng didn't know.After all, this may be An Yu's last reincarnation, and there will be no next time.

If An Yu really died, what should Bai Mo do?Do you forcefully seal the foam again? After that, what should you do?

He suddenly fell into confusion and was at a loss.

"Follow the fate." The old monk patted Xia Feng on the back, "What's yours is always yours, and you can't take it away."

In fact, Xia Feng also understood in his heart that Bai Mo's eyes were always focused on that person's voice and smile.500 years ago, he only regarded himself as a good friend and an elder brother. After 500 years, none of this will change easily.

Maybe this time, it will be the last time he helps them.He swore in his heart that if An Yue did something wrong to Bai Mo, he would take Bai Mo back regardless of the consequences.

No matter what, he couldn't see Bai Mo being hurt.

Until then, though, he decided to keep the matter a secret.Bai Mo shouldn't know this, he hoped that Bai Mo could happily stay by An Yu's side for five years, and after five years, he would be the villain and end everything.

After being entangled for more than five hundred years, it is time for this farce to end.

The only thing Xia Feng brought back was this incense burner, which could seal the white foam in the incense burner again in a critical moment.

Then he smiled and looked for An Yue.

An Yu was a bit busy at this time. After that meeting, An Yu asked Xia Feng to take the kid away, but Xia Feng said that he had some things to deal with, so he left the kid at his home for a few days.

That time the two talked for a long time, more than an hour. After returning, the kid's eyes were red, and Xia Feng also had a look of displeasure on his face. It seemed that the two of them, oh no, one person and one ghost obviously had a good relationship.

An Chaoyue felt more and more unreliable when he thought about it, even though the kid was very good at his house these days.The little ghost is very virtuous, or cooks and does housework.Usually, he always sits on the side obediently and upright, without saying a word.One of the most common things in normal times is to watch him cry, and the tears can't be stopped no matter what, just like a broken faucet.

At first, I felt a little distressed, but after I got used to it, I didn't feel it anymore.

He began to pay attention to the famous feng shui masters and onmyojis nearby. Although they said that little ghosts are harmless to humans and animals, they are human and ghosts after all.It's not that An Yue didn't think about that weird old monk, but the old monk always gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen him somewhere before.This kind of cognition made him feel uncomfortable, so he naturally put him in the corner.

It's not that Bai Mo is completely indifferent to all this. Often after An Yue enters the bathroom, he will inadvertently see various folk methods of exorcism and catching ghosts written on the computer that An Yue turned on. An Yue also used them all, but he couldn't do any harm to the little ghost, so he gave up too.

But it's not completely useless, Bai Mo looked at his bloody palm that was scalded, it was the black dog blood that An Yu had splashed on him that night, he used his hand to cover it so that nothing happened.

The palm is hot, but it's not as cold as the heart.The more I think of An Yue's tenderness and consideration for him, the contrast is now that An Yue wants to kill him everywhere.He knew An Yue didn't do it on purpose, he just forgot.

Forget him, and forget everything that happened to them before.As long as he wakes up, everything will be back to normal, the kid said silently in his heart.

But An Yue, when will you remember all this?

The smell of food came faintly from the unused kitchen. An Yue walked out of the shower room and looked at the little ghost in the kitchen who was wearing an apron, with complicated eyes.

He probably knew that the little ghost was very kind to him, and according to what he said, it was to repay An Yue for saving his life hundreds of years ago.But An Yu had already forgotten the past, and to him, the kid was just a disaster.Although the little ghost is always very affectionate to him these days, even if he finds a caring girlfriend, he may not be as capable as the little ghost.

But he just can't accept being in the same room with a ghost no matter what, and he doesn't know if it's true or he's thinking too much recently. He feels that his energy is getting worse day by day, and he has a nightmare every night.

In the dream, there seemed to be a half-height boy lying dying on the road in front of him.I really couldn't see him, so I hugged him.

The child is very light, and it is like a feather in the arms, as if a gust of wind will blow away with the wind.

But no matter how hard An Yue tried, he still couldn't see the child's eyebrows clearly. He only remembered that there was a bright pink mole on the child's face, which was like a peach blossom in early spring, gorgeous and eye-catching.

After waking up, my face was full of tears, why, why was I repeating this unknown dream.An Yu looked at the little ghost with a complicated expression, as if he had been having this dream day after day since the little ghost appeared, and he didn't know what it meant.And he always has a premonition that this dream is continuous, and he will dream of the continuation of this dream...

In the living room, the kid was putting the last dish on the table.

"I'm ready, let's eat."

An Yu went to the dining table and sat down in silence, while the kid was still obediently standing aside as usual, not approaching.

"Aren't you going to eat?" An Yu would ask this question every day before eating, and he always got the same reply every time.

"No, ghosts don't know how to eat."

An Yu didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of his chopsticks and put them in his mouth silently.The sweet and sour pork ribs are sweet and sour, the saltiness is suitable, and it melts in the mouth.

The little ghost cooks him different dishes every day, and his appetite has been spoiled by the little ghost, what can we do if this continues?

He was a little worried, but fortunately this time he finally asked his friends to invite a real ghost-hunting master, hoping that the little ghost could retreat in spite of difficulties, because he really didn't want to hurt him.

Something was stopping him from hurting the imp.

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