raise ghosts

Against the wind, it is easy to understand, and it is easy not to destroy it.

After eating, the kid still carefully hid in the corner of the bedroom, looking at An Yu pitifully.

An Yu ignored the little ghost and lay down on the big bed, but intentionally or unintentionally left a place for the little ghost.There was a joyful expression on the kid's face. Hearing the kid's smug laughter, An Yu closed his eyes helplessly. He has never been a good-tempered person, but why can't he always be true to this kid? cruel?

Forget it, anyway, tomorrow he will have nothing to do with him.

Feeling the bed sagging, there was a familiar chill coming from behind, bitingly cold, so cold that An Yue couldn't help pulling the quilt a little tighter.

The little ghost's body stepped back, "Thank you, An Yue."

An Yu frowned impatiently, "Do you know that you are a burden? Because of you, I am upset every day, and it is very inconvenient to take you to do anything!"

"Is An Yue blaming me?" The little ghost asked a little bit.

"Of course. Although I know they can't see you, I really mind your following. Can you really go?"

"I..." The kid closed his mouth.

"I can't let you follow me. I want to date, and I will start a family, marry a wife and have children in the future. I don't care if we are really involved in the past life, but you have said that it was the past life. Since I choose In order to forget everything related to you, it must be because I was tired of you in my previous life, and I don’t want to be involved with you anymore. So I respect my thoughts, and I hope you will stop being entangled with me, a big man is sticky Is it annoying or not!"

At first there was absolute silence, then gradually came the sound of weeping, followed by the suppressed cry of the little ghost.Hearing Bai Mo's soft sobs, An Yu felt his heart was clenched by a pair of big hands, and the pain was piercing.What's going on, why am I so nervous?

You obviously don't remember this brat anymore, do you?But why did I empathize with him when I heard his cry?

This kid must have used some kind of magic to control his mind, otherwise why would he not look like himself anymore!An Yue was a little out of breath!

"Shut up, if you cry any more, I'll ask Master to beat you to death tomorrow!"

Please, stop crying!

The kid's crying stopped suddenly.Choking could be heard in his words, "So you hate me so much, I'm sorry...I thought I was here to find you."

"If beating me out of my wits makes you happy, so be it. I just want to see you again."

A surge of anger surged into his heart instantly, and even his breathing became short of breath. An Yu clenched his hands tightly, his chest heaving rapidly.

"What on earth do you want! You are sent by the heavens to torture me, right! Do you want to blame me for speaking so pitifully! I told you that I don't even remember who you are!"

"Yes... It's my fault, I made An Yu angry. An Yu is the best person in the world to me, and he is my benefactor. How could I blame An Yu?" Bai Mo was a little flustered. excuse.

"It's so annoying." An Yu suddenly turned on the small desk lamp beside him, sat up, took out a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table next to him, and smoked.

The kid was blushed by the pungent smoke, and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his entire lung.

However, An Yue didn't soften his heart any more, he turned his head away from looking at him, and insisted on smoking the whole cigarette.

The smell of cigarettes filled the small bedroom instantly, the violent coughing gradually stopped, and Bai Mo opened his mouth wide and breathed heavily, only then did he feel much better.

"An Yu, don't smoke anymore, smoking is bad for your health..." Bai Mo looked at An Yue timidly.An Yu impatiently crushed the cigarette into the ashtray.

"Turn off the lights and go to sleep." That night, An Yu had this dream again.

In the dream, he vaguely saw the child's eyebrows and eyes. The child was as beautiful as a little angel, with quiet and soft features.He saw himself taking the child home and caring for it.

He called himself "An Yue", his voice was soft, like cotton, and it made people's hearts crisp.

Opening his eyes again, the little ghost was no longer by his side. An Yue touched his face, it was smooth, and it was not full of tears like before.On the contrary, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, it was a good dream.

Already unable to remember the content of the dream, An Yu went into the shower and washed his face with cold water, which was regarded as clearing his mind.

"Ding dong", came the doorbell.Here, An Yu glanced at the kid who was still busy in the kitchen, and felt a little guilty for no reason.

Maybe it's because the brat trusts him completely?He actually began to enjoy the little ghost's trust and dependence on him, which was a bad omen.

An Yu took a deep breath and opened the door lock. Standing outside the door was a man in black. He was dressed like a business elite. He wasn't the Taoist leader he imagined, nor was he a fortune teller with a gossip disk in his hand. .

An Yue looked at him with some doubts. Isn't this gentleman the master he hired with a lot of money?

"Excuse me, are you..."

"My name is Meng Tao, and I am a ghost hunter invited by Mr. An." The other party explained solemnly.

"But you don't look like a traditional ghost hunter, do you?" An Yu looked puzzledly at Meng Tao.

"Mr. An will find out soon." Meng Tao didn't say any more, and looked at the kitchen exactly as soon as he entered the room.

"Is that him?" Meng Tao's hand pointed to the little ghost's direction very accurately.

An Yu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Exactly."

Meng Tao's expression turned ugly for a moment, he closed his eyes as if he was trying to calculate something, An Yue couldn't help but breathe lightly when he saw that he was in a catastrophe.

It took a long time before Meng Tao opened his eyes, and looked at An Yue uncertainly, "You really want to deal with him, I'm afraid this brat has something to do with you."

It was no longer just someone who said that to him, and now even the master ghost hunter in front of him said that. It seemed that this matter was not that simple.

An Yu carefully glanced at the kitchen. Fortunately, the kid was concentrating on making breakfast and didn't pay attention to this side, so he asked softly, "Why did Master say that?"

"Looking at you, you must have forgotten everything. Anyway, everything has its own destiny. It seems that you and this ghost will never have a destiny in this life."

"Master means..."

"I'm going to ask you this. What does Mr. An want me to do when he invites me here? You must know that as long as I make a move, it will be the end of the soul flying away. Do you really want him to fly away and be lost in reincarnation forever?"

"This ghost has no malicious intentions, nor has he done any bad things. I can smell the incense on his body. I'm afraid he has been sealed in the incense burner for a while. He came out because of your summoning, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Since Mr. An has made a decision, I will take action naturally. Please rest assured Mr. An. If you want to eliminate this ghost, bring him here at noon today, and I will solve it myself."

Meng Tao left the address and left. Seeing the happy smile on the little ghost's face, An Yu clenched his hands tightly, holding the note at a loss.

In fact, he just wanted to expel this ghost, but he also knew that no cultivator would let a ghost wander around, and Meng Tao's words when he left just now stirred up waves in his heart.

"He couldn't be reincarnated because a person cursed him. That person hoped that he could meet him all the time, so he couldn't wait for the messenger from the underworld, and couldn't find the way to reincarnate. But it's so funny. The person who cast the curse actually put Forgot everything, what a pity."

That person... is he?

As early as when Meng Tao walked into this community, Bai Mo discovered his existence.

The man carried a brutal evil spirit, and he carried a magic weapon that could destroy the soul, which made it harder for Meng Tao to breathe as he got closer to Bai Mo.

He looked at An Yu in disbelief, he could feel An Yu's hesitation, but the moment An Yu opened the door, his eyes were sore that he wanted to cry.

It turned out that An Yu had never lied to himself, he really wanted to kill himself.

It turned out that everything that was said yesterday was true.

Yesterday, when he saw the faint smile on the corner of An Yu's mouth, he reached out his hand uncontrollably to touch An Yu's brow, and entered his dream.

He really wanted to know what An Yu saw in his dream, which made him smile for a long time.

500 years ago, when I was dying, I saw such a bright smile as warm as the rising sun in my last consciousness, just like the first time I saw it.

He saw the warm An Yue again, carefully picking up his comatose self like 500 years ago, and placing him on the bed.

It turned out that he was so gentle back then, treating himself as if he was treating a rare treasure.

An Yu, so you haven't completely forgotten our past?It turns out that when you dreamed of me, would you still have the warm smile of the past?

It was at this time that Bai Mo felt the long-lost peace of mind.

But I didn't expect An Yue to turn into the An Yue who wanted to kill him after waking up.

He naturally saw the paper that the man handed over to An Yue, Bai Mo pursed his lips, and continued to fry the eggs as if nothing had happened, but tears rolled into the eggs at some point.

"Today's eggs are a bit salty." An Yu took a bite.

"Really..." Bai Mo became more silent.

"I'm going out at noon today." An Yu said hesitantly.

"it is good."

An Yue felt something was wrong in a daze, but he didn't think deeply about it.In fact, he is quite upset now.

After eating an unknown breakfast, An Yue went into the room and changed.He looked at his phone, and it would be 11:30 in two hours. This was the time when he and Meng Tao met.

At this moment, he received a call.

It's Xia Feng.

The author has something to say:

I started to abuse, abuse, but I am my own mother after all, so I can't abuse.