The halo of the protagonist of rebirth is mine

"Have you cried enough? Little Tabby Cat. Hehe..."

"..." Mu Hexuan's expression froze, and he simply turned around, ignoring his teasing, but the tips of his ears turned red quietly.

Seeing that the teasing was almost done, Wei Jingxing changed his expression to be serious and serious, and said, "Now tell me, what did you see last night?"

Mu Hexuan avoided answering his question, he just asked back: "If I said, I died once, would you think I was crazy? Would you think I was a monster?"

"..."

Wei Jingxing didn't speak for a long time, so long that Mu Hexuan thought that he would never speak again, he stood up suppressing his sadness, turned his back to him and said, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

After finishing speaking, he walked around the screen with weak steps and walked towards the door. The moment his hand touched the doorknob, he heard a sigh, "No."

Mu Hexuan's back tensed instantly, and he turned his head mechanically, that stupid look was really rare in a hundred years.He wanted to confirm it in disbelief, but at this moment the door opened with a "Zla".

Uncle Zhao and Mu Hexuan who entered the door bumped into each other, almost falling to the ground.Fortunately, Uncle Zhao kept the things on the tray quickly, and asked strangely, "Master, why are you standing at the door?"

"..."

Afterwards, he looked inside again, and saw Wei Jingxing lying on the bed, his face was still pale and weak after illness, and he immediately yelled in a fuss, "Oh, Eldest Young Master, what's wrong with you? No way." The old slave has to hurry to ask for a doctor!" He put the things on the table and hurried out, "The old slave has already said that, the old slave will follow here to serve you, look, look at this..."

"Uncle Zhao." Mu Hexuan shook his head at him.

Uncle Zhao looked up and saw the owner of the house standing not far away, looking at him coldly.

The sun had already started to rise, but he was inexplicably sweating a lot.

Uncle Zhao finally went out to invite a doctor, and he heard a strange thing.Last night, a family of three died strangely at home. All of the deceased had their heads cut off.If that was the case, it wouldn't make people secretly startled.It is said that the blood left on the scene is enough to prove that the deceased was beheaded and died instead of being beheaded after death.

What an appalling murder!And listening to the small town residents, apart from worrying about themselves, it seems that they are already used to this kind of thing.Uncle Zhao even heard a group of people around a table, quietly guessing who the next family would be.

This kind of thing happened more than once!

"excuse me……"

……

"You mean a haunted house in the east of the city?"

"That's right, old man, if you come from outside, you may not understand our situation here. A house in the east of the city is a well-known haunted house."

"Yeah, every month and a half, oh, just two days on the 56th and [-]th, there will be a strange fragrance in that house, and then there must be a strange death of a family."

"That's right, the strange fragrance is powerful. It's good to close the doors and windows at night. If you accidentally inhale it, you will be confused and see what you shouldn't see, or do what you shouldn't do."

……

Everyone chattered, and restored the incident to a rough outline.Uncle Zhao extracted a few key words from their narration, the haunted house in the east of the city, the strange fragrance, and the headless corpse.

The haunted house in the east of the city... He suddenly opened his eyes wide!

"Where is the haunted house you are talking about?!"

……

On the way back, Uncle Zhao was in a trance. The haunted house those people mentioned was clearly the house they were currently staying in.He remembered that when they first came to the town yesterday, every house closed the doors and windows; he remembered the gloomy eyes of the old butler, and remembered the strange faces of his two sons in the morning. Everything seemed to be explained, but he couldn't help but have more doubts.

For example, since that house was regarded as a haunted house, why did all kinds of strange phenomena appear more than half a year ago?Is the owner there going out to do business, or is he dead?

The only thing that is certain is that this place cannot stay anymore.

right!I have to go back and tell my son!When Uncle Zhao thought of this, he ran away without caring about the doctor.

"Ghost... ghost!!!"

It turned out that he used lightness kung fu unconsciously. Everyone saw an old man walking like flying and disappearing in a short while, their faces changed drastically, and they thought they were ghosts.

At this time, Wei and Mu were having an unfinished conversation just now.

Mu Hexuan held the spoon in his right hand, stirring the porridge in the bowl uneasily.

"When did you know?"

"I overheard your cat uttering human words, or earlier. In fact, the first time I saw you, I already had a very strange feeling."

"..."

"It's as if you appeared out of thin air."

"How could 'I' appear out of thin air? Before you came, 'I' was already here."

"I can't tell...you know? Before I saw you, I had been having a dream. I dreamed of a man whose face couldn't be seen clearly, and an old man in red pointed at him and said to me, that, is Your destined person. I never knew who he was, until I saw you, his face finally became clear. Amu, that is you, your face." Wei Jingxing said such a long sentence for the first time, somewhat Short of breath, frowning and pressing his chest lightly.

But Mu Hexuan couldn't take into account his strangeness, his head was pounding, and finally only heard the last sentence, "That's your face", and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Amu?"

"what?"

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay." Mu Hexuan came back to his senses, he managed to calm himself down, and then said: "Your feeling is right. I, I am Mu Hexuan."

In the following time, Mu Hexuan detailed how he was framed, how he was reborn, and Xiaomei, Mu Heang and so on, until Uncle Zhao came back and interrupted his narration.

Mu Hexuan stubbornly looked at the half-sitting person in front of him, he thought, now, you should stay away from me.

But Wei Jingxing didn't play cards according to common sense, he just said, "I can't blame me for having a dream for more than ten years, so we met each other when we were young."

Uncle Zhao really didn't understand what kind of charades the two masters were playing, so he had no choice but to interrupt and tell the strange things he heard on the road.

In the end, he concluded, "Young Master, let's go quickly. If it is really a ghost, it is not terrible. What I am worried about is that there is someone behind this."

"If that's the case, then I'd like to see who did the mischief." Wei Jingxing said.In fact, what he thought in his heart was that those who bully my wife must give him some color.