Master in charge of whitewashing records [System]

When Yu Lu was dumbfounded and covered in cold sweat, Feng Du had already sat down in front of a tombstone in a corner of Babao Mountain, carrying a bottle of Moutai.

Taking the wine bottle and knocking lightly on the tombstone, he said impatiently, "Hey, wake up!"

A large shadow of poplar trees fell on the tombstone like dark embroidery, and the wind blew past the tops of the poplar trees, as if the leaves dyed with ash were rustling, and the noise was accompanied by a curry-smelling yawn: "Ha—— —Who is it?"

Feng Du squinted his eyes and raised his head. In just a short while, there were already seven or eight ghosts up and down the tree, all of them dressed with noses and eyes. One of them was lying on the fork of the poplar tree with a smile on his face, saying, "Hey!" Yo! Your Highness is coming? Hurry up, you guys, make room for His Highness!"

"No, I'll be leaving in a minute."

Feng Du walked under the poplar tree, put the Moutai into the arms of Indian Ah San who was rubbing his eyes, then lit a cigarette for himself, leaned against the tree trunk and took a deep breath, blowing out the smoke from his nose , just like a wisp of ash in the chimney of the old industrial era, lingering through the brown sunglasses.

"I need you to look into something." Turning his head, he held his cigarette butt and looked at Ah San.

Ah San got up all of a sudden just now, and was still a little dazed at the moment, but when he smelled the wine, his sleepy eyelids lifted automatically. Before opening the bottle, he suddenly thought of something, and laughed: "Speaking of wine Come on, I heard that you were drunk two days ago? You are not just drunk, shouting in the street—"

Feng Du took a puff of cigarette stuck in his throat, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant, and he said word by word: "Shen Tu said?"

Thinking of Shentu's big gold chain, Ah San shook her head: "You still don't know him? Unless you sew his mouth shut with a needle, no one can stop him from talking...but how can you do it well?" Drunk? Didn't everyone find it?"

Before Feng Du could open his mouth, a ghost in a suit and leather shoes hung upside down from the tree: "What else could be the reason? It must have been a quarrel! Hey, this is called—the pussy of youthful fashion in the past, and the tears shed when chasing people now." ah."

"..." The veins on Fengdu's forehead twitched.

The melon-eating ghosts popped up one after another after hearing the words: "Ah? What do you say?"

The suit ghost looked at them with disgust: "Didn't you hear when the servant came that day? Our Highness, back then..."

Feng Du slammed his fist on the tree, and the leaves fell to the ground like it was raining.

"Did I treat you too well?" A dark red light flashed in his eyes.

A few ghosts fell silent for a moment, those new ghosts who hadn't died for a few years, because they were used to seeing Fengdu laughing and laughing, they were all dumbfounded at the moment, and they dared not open their mouths in fright. He is a good-tempered person who is casual and romantic, but he never thought that such a highness would also be taboo.

The old ghosts on the side were so angry that they lost all expressions, they all looked at their noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, and hearts, and really wished to draw a clear line with these gangsters who didn't know the door immediately.

Don't others remember, don't they remember, how cold and solemn His Highness was when he was in the ghost world, that innate Shura temperament, even if it was almost wiped out in the subsequent changes, even he himself probably forgot But they must not be forgotten no matter what.

"Ah! Good wine, good wine."

It was Ah San who spoke.

On this occasion, only he dared to speak.

Staggering up to Fengdu, he smiled and said lightly: "In my opinion, why don't you just tell him the truth? I don't know if those memories can be recovered, so I plan to keep doing this forever." ?”

Whoever thought that Feng Du suddenly laughed at himself: "Say, how can I tell him? It's better not to say those words."

Ah Sanyi was also questioned for a while, and said awkwardly: "This..."

"Besides," Feng Du threw the cigarette on the ground and smashed it hard: "You think I'm living off of that little memory? I don't want him to think that I like him now because of some relationship in the past, In the past, I liked him in the past, and now I like him in the present, no matter how unforgettable the past is, it was also the past—hey, are you going to hold your ball or not?!"

Seeing that he suddenly lost his temper, the alarm in the hearts of all the ghosts was lifted, they let out a long breath, and they all came up to push Ah San: "Your Highness told you to take it, you take it!"

"What are you in a hurry for? Did I tell you not to take it?" Ah San took out the crystal ball from her pocket, crying and laughing. This crystal ball is extremely small, not as big as the palm of your hand. beated.

At this time, they saw the brilliance of the crystal ball flashing, reflecting Ah San's yellow and black face in a purple light. They rolled their eyes, and hummed a series of mantras like a mosquito. Their faces became serious instantly, and they raised their eyes and said: "name."

Feng Du said word by word: "He Qingshan."

"...By the way, look up this person's background." He squinted his eyes and added another sentence.

Ah San was stunned for a moment: "Birth experience?"

"En." Feng Du's voice was very deep, as if he was holding a handful of icy scum, "Past life, present life, how you came here, where you went, let me find out."

"So much?" Ah San couldn't help but smile.

Feng Du narrowed his eyes: "Check, or not?"

Ah San hurriedly said, "Check, I'll check!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings became quiet in an instant. Ah San calmed down and covered the crystal ball like a five-finger net. At the same time, he hummed a long series of Hindi words. He spoke very low and slowly. If you don't listen carefully, you don't seem to know what he is talking about.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and the phantom that appeared in the crystal ball reflected his face pale and frighteningly. The phantoms were strung together to form a story. Asan watched with a solemn expression, his voice turned sharply, and suddenly two eights were raised. At this point, he began to recount He Qingshan's past and present lives.

Every time he said a word, Fengdu's face darkened, and when he finished speaking, Fengdu's knuckles were as white as wax, and in the end, they were even shaking.

And that imperceptible trembling palm, after Ah San finished speaking the last word, split the tree beside him with one palm, and the big tree fell down suddenly, and the ghosts sitting on it fell down unexpectedly, but they didn't even dare to hum. Snorted, because His Highness's face was really terrifying.

Feng Du guessed right, He Qingshan was indeed He Zhiyin.

Of course, he also knew the reason why He Zhiyin killed Yulu and Yulu's family.

Ten minutes later, he raised his head and said softly, his voice hoarse deep in his throat: "This is fucking."

Usually when he said this kind of thing, he always smiled and blatantly, but now no one dared to go up to make fun of him, they all squatted behind the tree to look at him, Fengdu's chest heaved, I don't know if it was grief, sadness, helplessness, or Distressed.

It wasn't until he walked out of the shadow of the poplar tree with his hands in his pockets that Ah San blurted out, "Hey, are you leaving now?"

"You think I'm here to catch up with you?" Feng Du turned his head, the corner of the brown lens was shining with sunlight: "There is still someone waiting for me!"

Even though his face was so gloomy just now that he was about to bleed, at this moment, everyone could see clearly that there was a trace of a smile on his lips.

Because there are still people waiting for him.

Ah San stood up, "Fengdu."

Because of his status as an international ghost, he is not in charge of Chinese ghosts and gods after death, so he is the only one who dares to call Fengdu by name and surname in such a row of ghosts.But seldom yelling, generally either "hey" or directly start with "you", and only when talking about something important, they will yell "Fengdu".

So Feng Du's face also turned cold: "What's the matter?"

"Recently, there are fewer ghosts in the imperial capital than before, do you feel it?"

Feng Du retracted his chin, the brown glasses completely reflected the sunlight this time, and he could only see the slight twitch of the eyebrow on the right side: "Go on."

Seeing his eyes, Ah San hurriedly said: "Did you feel it a long time ago?" He exchanged glances with the ghosts on the tree, and continued: "What do you say about this? Is it the old enemy? What the hell are you doing?"

"Heh." Feng didn't say yes or no, looking at the direction he parked: "But something did happen, which made me a little concerned."

"what's up?"

Feng Du twitched the corner of his mouth: "Two days ago, he and I witnessed an attempted ghost-eating ghost with our own eyes, and the culprit was still a ferret."

The mouths of the ghosts grew slowly: "Ah?"

Feng Du looked at them intently: "Last night, I saw someone using a demon-absorbing talisman."

The eyeballs of all the ghosts were about to protrude: "Ah??!"

Ghosts eating ghosts, which is similar to cheating practice, was strictly prohibited as early as 200 years ago when the ghost world changed the law. It is said that the oil in hell is not what it used to be, and it is hot and fragrant. There is no ghost who dares to try the law again.

Besides, didn’t Master Shimen take over half of the demon-receiving talisman to fold paper airplanes, and the remaining half, according to Master Shimen...

It seems that it was taken away by the previous boss when he was on a business trip.

The ghosts looked at Fengdu, but said nothing.

These two people, what kind of paper figurines were they when they had nothing to do?

Feng Du touched another cigarette in his hand as he spoke. He was so addicted to the cigarette that his tongue seemed to be floating in the clouds: "But that mink spirit is an idiot, so let me clean it up. Be honest now. The person... is He Qingshan whom I asked you to investigate just now."

Ah San's thick lips trembled: "He?"

Feng Du nodded: "That's why I asked you to investigate."

Ah San watched him for a long time, and regained her composure.The purplish red lips parted to reveal big white teeth, and a sweet Indian smile: "You look a bit like before."

"Nonsense." Feng Du curled up his mouth and smiled, turned around without hesitation, the sparks between his two fingers drew two arcs in the air, it was a chic "bye".

Seeing that Feng had gone far away, several ghosts lay down again, whispering to each other: "Your Highness finally had something to be happy about, and non-humans can't enjoy it at this time!"

"Hey……"

……

The car in Fengdu was filled with the smell of smoke.

As soon as he sat down, he glanced at his watch, it was okay, ten o'clock, no time wasted.

Driving all the way back to the city at lightning speed, he slammed on the accelerator, drove into the small road amidst the yelling and cursing of the traffic police, and braked to the door of the tea restaurant.

After jumping out of the car, Feng didn't hesitate, and walked directly to the alley around the corner. When he parted from Yu Lv there in the morning, he had already walked to the door of the car, but he still couldn't help but look back, looking at Yu Lv from a distance. Lu's messy chestnut-colored hair was sticking out there, his cheeks were round and white with half a bun in his mouth, his eyes were half-closed, and he was extremely leisurely.

Feng even remembered that at that time, he had to hold back so that he didn't rush over and strangle the other party tightly in his arms.

However, at this time, he didn't know whether it was the past that was brought up by those cronies or what, the closer he was to the alley, the more cautious his steps were, and there was a little embarrassment and smile on his face that he didn't realize.

Ten seconds later, Feng Du stared at the leftover lunch box on the bench with a dark face, and it took him a long time to choke out a sentence: "Grass, where are people?"

Desperately walking around the door of the tea restaurant seven or eight times, a string of "jingle bells" wind chimes suddenly wafted in the wind. Someone came out of the tea restaurant, and was sent to the door by the smiling waiters: "Welcome!" Come next time!"

Feng Du turned his head to look, and frowned, suspecting that he saw Ouyang Mike.

Ouyang Mike reached the door with one hand, put one hand in his pocket, and was happily chatting and laughing with the waitress girls in casual clothes. As he talked, he seemed to sense that someone was watching him, and suddenly turned towards Fengdu, with a twist on his face. With a 12 surprised expression, the next second, he actually walked over.

Standing in front of Fengdu with a smile, Ouyang Mike raised his head: "Hey, how are you?"

Feng Du peeked out from the sunglasses to look at him, and didn't bother to open his mouth. Ouyang Mike continued with a thick face: "I didn't have time to introduce myself when we met in the restaurant last time. My surname is Ouyang, and my name is Mike. If you want to save face, give me a hug." hand chant!"

Feng Du swept over his outstretched hand, and smiled: "As expected, you can see it too."

Seeing that he had no intention of shaking hands, Ouyang Mike clenched his palms indifferently: "If you can see it, you can see it, but it's the first time I've seen someone like you walking under the sun in broad daylight. Don't tell me, I I'm a little curious."

Feng Du exhaled a cool air from the end of his nose: "What are you curious about?"

"I'm curious about everything!" Ouyang Mike smiled twitchingly, his big eyelids rolled over and over again: "But curiosity is curiosity, I just think about it, you know, I am lazy, and I have a very grandiose plan." Goal - world peace, hahaha!"

Feng Du walked past him directly.

what!

"Go, go!" Ouyang Mike shouted at his back: "Just take a look at your little cutie, the situation seems to be not good."