Raising ghosts is risky

Legend has it that a long time ago, a giant wolf came here with a group of little wolves. They were cruel and cruel in groups. They howled at the moon every night and occupied the mountain as king.The wolf king absorbed the essence of the moon and became a refined human being. Every night, he would sneak into the village and knock on the door of a girl's room, and he would not leave until the dawn of the next day.Over time, people called this place the wolf den.

On the long-distance bus, He Wenbin told Xing Zhan and the others the story of his hometown.

Xing Zhan laughed loudly after hearing this: "Are you sure it's not because there are so many wolves in your place that it's called the Wild Wolf Den?"

He Wenbin smiled honestly: "I also heard it from an old man in the village. My mother said that it was called the Wild Wolf Den because there were many wolves in the mountains. When I was a child, she always threatened me that if I didn't sleep, I would be taken away by wolves. "

Xing Zhan thought about it again: "Tsk tsk, it seems that this wolf demon's life is pretty good."

Gong Mu's eyes slanted.

Xing Zhan immediately changed his words: "Feudal superstitions are outrageous! There are only so many people in your village, and how many girls are there in total. Is it possible for the wolf demon to be a groom every night!"

"Brother Xing is right." He Wenbin said, "But don't tell me, the old man who told me the story is said to be more than 300 years old, and he was born with the wolf demon."

"Does he turn into a werewolf every full moon night?"

"I don't know that."

He Wenbin didn't understand Xing Zhan's sense of humor at all, and Xing Zhan was very disappointed.

"Are there really many wolves there?" Xing Zhan asked.

"I don't know, everyone says so."

"Has anyone been attacked on the mountain? Or have the poultry and livestock at home been killed? Or has the farmland been destroyed?"

He Wenbin recalled carefully: "It seems... none of them, but no one from our place went into the deep mountains."

"why?"

"Because there are wolves on the mountain."

Xing Zhan was speechless, and the cause and effect relationship circled and came back again. Xing Zhan didn't want to discuss with him the question of which came first, the chicken or the egg, but he always felt something strange.

After getting off the long-distance bus, they headed for the mountains under the leadership of He Wenbin.

At this moment, Xing Zhan really felt that being a human being is really hard, the other two just need to float away, and he has to work hard step by step.Fortunately, Xing Zhan still has the foundation he had when he was a soldier, and he has exercised a lot these years. Although he keeps complaining, he is actually walking like flying.

Entering the mountain, a vibrant scene is presented in front of you. The dense jungle covers the mountains like green silk, the gurgling stream is white silk wrapped around it, thin clouds float on the top of the mountain, and the sun shines like shredded gold from the branches. spilled in the crevices.Such a beautiful scenery is refreshing and beyond the world.

Perhaps because of the sparse population, the forest and mountains here basically maintain their original appearance, and there are very few traces of artificial mining.He Wenbin said that there are a lot of products here, but it is a pity that there is no road to transport them out, so the mountains are good mountains and the water is good water, but people live in it and live hard.

In the beginning, there were still people stepping on the main road, and after climbing over a mountain, the road gradually became difficult. In some places, there were no decent mountain roads, with a cliff on one side and a deep valley on the other, which was very steep.

Seeing that the sun was setting and the setting sun was coming, Xing Zhan stopped and looked ahead.

"It's coming soon." He Wenbin said, "I will definitely arrive before dark. You can stay at my house and tell my mother that you are a friend from the city."

The wanderer brought home the joy of returning home, He Wenbin's eyes sparkled, and he even talked more than usual. When walking, a branch blocked his way, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, but his hand passed directly through the branch.

In an instant, the smile froze on his face, and he realized that he was dead.

No one can see him, no one can hear him, and now he is just a wild ghost wandering between heaven and earth.

The look in his eyes disappeared, he lowered his head and led the way silently.

Xing Zhan saw it, and said casually: "Does Xiao He have a girlfriend?"

He Wenbin smiled wryly: "Of course not, I'm poor and incompetent, who wants to follow me."

"What a coincidence, neither do I! But don't worry, when you go down, I'll burn seventeen or eight girlfriends for you, do you like beautiful ones or big breasts?"

Gong Mu quietly interjected: "Are you also looking forward to someone burning seventeen or eight girlfriends for you?"

Xing Zhan squinted: "What's the matter with you? Besides, how could I die without a girlfriend?"

"The world is unpredictable!"

"What do you mean, you! Curse me to death, right?" Xing Zhan suddenly thought of a terrible question, "God, won't you follow me after I ask for a wife? Then when my wife and I do something, Are you watching?"

Gong Mu said angrily, "You think too much!"

"What do you think too much? Is it because you don't know how to peek or think I can't get a wife?"

The two belittled each other, and He Wenbin on the side had a faint smile on his face again.

Xing Zhan got back to the topic: "Let's talk about business! I told your mother that I am your friend, can your mother believe me?"

"She will believe it. My mother is very kind, and she will definitely welcome you. She should..." He Wenbin paused, "...I really want to hear from me. Brother Xing, just say it's my boss." , she will treat you well."

"That won't work." Xing Zhan felt disgusted when he thought of Wang Chunxu, "I'll just say it's your coworker."

"Not so good." For He Wenbin, Xing Zhan is his benefactor, and at least he is also a boss, so how can he bring him down to his level.

"It doesn't matter, it's not that I haven't done similar work before. I think I used to help others put up tiles. The tiles I put up are neat and absolutely not wasted!" Xing Zhan has never been ashamed of selling coolies. It's a life experience.

Gong Mu despised him again and said, "It's as if you've done everything before."

"That's right, it seems that except for prostitution, I have done all 360 lines."

"What's the matter with your regretful tone?"

The golden crow was falling to the west, and there was only the last twilight in the sky. Xing Zhan and the others finally arrived at He Wenbin's home.Following the direction of He Wenbin's finger, Xing Zhan saw a brick-and-tiled hut built by himself. One large and one small were combined together. Large areas of cement peeled off the walls, revealing gray-red bricks, and the wooden windows were a little skewed. so that it cannot be fully closed.A few fences were inserted in front of the hut, forming a yard. In the yard, a hen led a few chickens for a walk, and there was also a small vegetable garden, where green cabbages were neatly planted.

He Wenbin said embarrassingly: "The house is a bit broken, and it can't be compared with the city. Brother Xing, don't mind. I have already repaired it once when I went home a few years ago. It was even more broken before, and it still leaks when it rains."

"It's okay." Xing Zhan didn't care, stepped forward and knocked on the half-closed door, "Is Aunt He there?"

There was a noise in the room, and a little old lady came out.

Mother He is not yet 50 years old, but she looks like she is in her 70s. Her skin is wrinkled and dark, and her back is a little hunched. Under the pressure of a hard life, she has aged prematurely, and only one pair of eyes is still clear. .

"I am, who are you looking for?" Mother He asked.

Xing Zhan first stuffed the gift he bought into the door: "I'm looking for you. I'm He Wenbin's coworker. He asked me to come and see you."

When Mother He heard He Wenbin's name, her eyes lit up, but she still couldn't believe it: "It was He Wenbin from our family who asked you to come here?"

"Yes, he specially bought you the dried beans you like and asked me to bring them some candies and snacks. He also told you to eat less candies, which is bad for your teeth. Aunt He, let me go into the room and talk to you Can you speak slowly?"

Mother He was already laughing from ear to ear, and quickly opened the door, and pulled Xing Zhan into the room: "Come in, I'm confused."

Xing Zhan put the things in his hand on the table, and took out something from his backpack. He had everything to eat and use: "He Wenbin bought these for you. He said that you are usually not willing to spend money, so Be sure to buy it and bring it to you.”

"So many things, really." Mother He was radiant, both happy and complaining about spending too much money.

He Wenbin looked at his mother from the sidelines with a smile on his face. He tried to help a few times before realizing that he couldn't do anything.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Mother He thanked repeatedly, but after seeing so many gifts, she still held on tightly to Xing Zhan, "Then why doesn't my Xiao He come back by himself?"

The expression on Xing Zhan's face was almost unstoppable, and He Wenbin drooped his face directly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Mother He's eyes expressed anticipation. For her, no matter how many things she had, she couldn't get enough of seeing her son.

"He is busy!" After all, Xing Zhan was Xing Zhan, and he quickly calmed down, "Our boss values ​​him very much, and we can't do without him at all!"

"Really?" Mother He said in surprise.

"Of course it's true! The boss sent him a lot of money, which we all envy! He wants to make money, a lot of money, and only after making money can he serve you!"

"Who wants him to serve you!" Mother He said angrily. She was happy for a while and then said sadly, "Hey, that's right. I'm sure it's important for him to make money. It takes time to come and go. I can't hurt him. It's better if you don't come back... ...It's better if you don't come back..."

Mother He was talking to herself, her expression was in a trance, and she didn't even realize that she had knocked over her chair.

He Wenbin knelt at Mother He's feet and stretched out his hand to her, but Mother He staggered through his body without feeling anything.

"Have you eaten? I happened to be eating. If you haven't eaten, have some together." Mother He forced a smile.

Xing Zhan glanced at the dining table, there was only a bowl of rice and a simple dish: "I ate it on the way, you can eat it. I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back."

He walked to the door and looked back to see Mother He holding chopsticks in a daze. He Wenbin was still kneeling in front of Mother He and looking up at her. It seemed to be a scene of affection, but in fact it was a person and a ghost.

Xing Zhan couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped out of the hut faster.

It was already dark outside the house, there was only a faint skylight in the west, and the moon had risen from the east.

Xing Zhan stood in the yard, took a deep breath, Gong Mu felt that he was not feeling well, and silently stayed by his side.

According to Xing Zhan's original intention, he wanted to tell Mother He that his son was gone. This matter cannot be kept hidden forever, and it would be an endless torture to the living, but He Wenbin insisted on refusing, and could only respect his idea.Now facing the mother who misses her son, Xing Zhan really can't say this.

"So it's said that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years?" Xing Zhan sighed.

Gong Mu said indifferently: "Yan Wang has the account in his hand, and life and death are determined in the book of life and death."

Xing Zhan smiled wryly: "Do you think it's the white-haired person sending the black-haired person suffering, or is it that the child wants to support but the relative is not there?"

Gong Mu stared at Xing Zhan with surprise in his black eyes.

Xing Zhan recalled painfully: "My father died early, and I was brought up by my mother alone. I remember it very clearly. It was when I was a soldier. That morning when I went out for exercise, I was called by the instructor as soon as I went downstairs. He Let me stabilize my mood, and then told me that my mother fell ill. I was a little confused at the time. The instructor said that he had already booked the train ticket for me, and told me to pack up the necessary things on the way and go home immediately. At that time, I even I don’t know exactly how I got on the train, and I went straight to the hospital after getting off the train.”

Gong Mu suddenly felt his breath stagnate, as if something was stagnant in his heart, sore and painful: "Then have you caught up?"

"Catch up." Xing Zhan smiled, but it was fleeting, "But it was useless, and she left after three days. Later I found out that my mother had been ill for several years, and she never told me, for fear that I would break up. Heart. At that time, I was just a stunned young man who didn't understand anything. I always thought that after returning from the army, I could have a safe and stable job, and then raise my mother and let her live a comfortable life, but I didn't expect that, People are just gone.”

"and after?"

Xing Zhan sighed: "There is no later."

Xing Zhan can be regarded as a small achievement by working hard outside alone. He seems to have nothing to worry about. He smiles all day long and always likes to talk cheaply to bully people like Cang Bo. So hard that no one knows about his past.Only occasionally when he brags about how many jobs he has done, will he get a little understanding of him, but most of the time, he doesn't know whether he is telling the truth or not.

Gong Mu found that although he went in and out with him day and night, he actually knew nothing about him. Today, he inadvertently touched his mind, and only got a glimpse of his past.

Xing Zhan doesn't like to mention the past, because for a long time in his life, the bitterness was more bitter than sweet, since it was already so bitter, why bother to soak in the bitter water of the past?What's more, those who moan and sigh all day are really useless.

Heart tormented, face slightly cold, Gong Mu's palm pressed against his face.

"People have seven emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and evil desires. Don't force yourself. Sadness is not shameful, and it's okay to indulge once in a while."

The four eyes met, Gong Mu seemed to be able to see into his own heart, Xing Zhan laughed, no one tried to comfort him for many years.

The death of his mother was his pain, and he never shared it with others. This time he made an exception.Maybe it was the touch of He Wenbin's mother and son, maybe he thought that standing in front of him was someone who could understand his feelings.

"Okay, I'm not that fragile." Xing Zhan pushed his hand away, "I have a request, I don't know if you can do it, maybe it's too much."

He used the word "request", Gong Mu was taken aback.

"Can you let He Wenbin return the penis for a while, or don't need to return the penis, anyway, as long as his mother can see it, is it okay?"

Regardless of whether Gong Mu can do it or not, letting ghosts show up is a big taboo, so Xing Zhan spoke very cautiously.

Gong Mu hesitated for a moment. This matter is naturally against the rules, but Gong Mu is not a rule-abiding person: "Okay, but it can only last for an hour at most, and only once."

Xing Zhan was overjoyed: "I'll call him out right away."

Back in the house, Xing Zhan chatted with He's mother. He's mother never left her son in three words, asking He Wenbin's current situation over and over again. .

When he really had nothing to say, the door opened, and He Wenbin rushed in with red eyes.

Xing Zhan doesn't know whether he is a human or a ghost, at least on the surface he looks like an ordinary person.

Mother He opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and stumbled a few steps: "Son, why are you back?"

"Mom!" He Wenbin cried and knelt at Mother He's feet and hugged her thigh, "Mom, I'm back to see you!"

Mother He burst into tears and smiled brightly: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back? It doesn't matter to your boss? I don't have anything to do here. What are you doing when you come back? What a waste of time."

"Mom!" He Wenbin just hugged her and cried, unable to say a word.

Mother He didn't know what happened to him, but she was happy anyway.

Xing Zhan got up and left, and returned the house to their mother and son, who were too excited to take care of him.

"Get up, what are you doing kneeling on me?" Mother He went to grab He Wenbin.

"Mom, I've made money! I've made a lot of money!" He Wenbin stuffed the remittance slip in his pocket into He's mother's hand, "You can buy whatever you want, don't waste it!"

Gong Mu stood in the yard, his robe fluttering gently in the night wind, his figure looked even lighter, Xing Zhan felt a pain in his heart.

"Aren't you going to say thank you to me?" Gong Mu looked up at him.

Originally, I wanted to say thank you, but seeing Gong Mu's eager look, Xing Zhan became playful again: "Shouldn't He Wenbin be the one who should say thank you?"

Gong Mu raised his chin proudly: "I'm not here to help him."

In the silent night, they stood facing each other, the bright moonlight drew a silver line on them, and it seemed that there were only two of them left in the vast world.He looks like an adult, a fairy who has fallen from heaven, and a demon who has cultivated to become a spirit, but he looks like a child begging for candy.

"Thank you." Xing Zhan smiled.

Gong Mu raised the corners of his lips.

Just two hours is not enough, let alone the last reunion of their mother and son.When He Wenbin's hand was about to lose his grip on He Mu's hand, he knew that his time had come.

He used the clumsy excuse of passing by on a business trip. He's mother was too surprised and had no time to think about it. When they parted, they held hands and talked for a long time.

After finally persuading He's mother, she pretended to leave, and under the cover of the bushes, He Wenbin's body transformed into a spirit again.

He Wenbin walked in front of Xing Zhan and Gong Mu, his feet trembled and he was about to kneel again.

"Don't kneel, don't kneel! Oh, I'm tired of seeing you like this!" Xing Zhan pulled him impatiently, "What are your future plans?"

"Me too... I don't know..." He Wenbin is a person with no opinions.

"Do what you should do, the reincarnation that should be reincarnated, the reincarnation that should be reincarnated."

He Wenbin lowered his head and did not speak. Although he was not smart, he remembered what Gong Mu said before. He stayed in the human world privately and disturbed ordinary people. He broke the criminal law.

"I...do I have to go?" He Wenbin was sad.

He Wenbin doesn't know what kind of experience it is to be unable to be a human being in the next life, but just imagine it is a bad experience.

Xing Zhan had never died before, so he didn't experience it, but Gong Mu could see what was going on in his mind.

"If you want to be a lonely ghost, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I'm not a ghost messenger, so I'm not interested in urging you on the road." Gong Mu didn't care, "But you don't have any complaints in your heart. If you can't become a ghost, you will lose your mind after a long time." , and eventually turned into chaos, if you are too attached to your mother, you may be bound to her and suck her energy instead."

He Wenbin panicked when he heard this, and his face was sad.

"Besides, there is another way out..." Gong Mu glanced at Xing Zhan meaningfully, and the latter looked at him inexplicably.

"What else is there to go?" He Wenbin asked anxiously.

"Holding your body on a spiritual object, the more spiritual the object is, the longer your mind will last, just like the bead string on Xing Zhan's wrist, which is a high-quality magic weapon. If you can support your body on this kind of object, it is considered a A kind of practice." Although his words were hypothetical, the implication was strong.

This was a surprise to He Wenbin: "Can I do it? Brother Xing, can I do it?"

Xing Zhan didn't know anything about this, and was dizzy by Gong Mu: "Can it still be like this?"

"However, Xing Zhan's jade bead string recognizes the master, and you must recognize the master if you become a part of the jade beads inside. You are a spirit body after all, and once you betray, you will be wiped out."

"I can do it!" He Wenbin didn't hesitate, he was extremely attached to this world, that's why he stayed in the world at the beginning, not to mention that he has already recognized Xing Zhan these days, and he can stay in this world with him. Let's ask for it.

"You have to think clearly!" Gong Mu repeatedly reminded, "You go to reincarnation, maybe you can be a human again in the next life. But once you become a weapon spirit, you will live forever and cannot be reincarnated!"

He Wenbin seemed to understand the cruelty of this choice, but he only hesitated for a moment, and said firmly, "I can do it!"

"Okay!" Gong Mu smiled, "Then I'll give you a helping hand..."

"Hey wait!" Xing Zhan, the client, protested, "You guys are talking so happily, have you ever asked me for my opinion?"

"What's your opinion?" Gong Mu complained and gouged him out.From He Wenbin's point of view, most of the reasons for accepting a soul were nostalgia for the human world, but from Gong Mu's point of view, it was all out of selfishness.

The power of the jade bead string is doubled with the spirit of the weapon, and the spirit of the weapon serves the master. For Xing Zhan, there is no harm.Gong Mu was completely thinking about Xing Zhan, but Xing Zhan was more talkative, Gong Mu couldn't help feeling that he didn't know good people.

Although Xing Zhan didn't understand the ghosts and ghosts, but when he heard the meaning of Gong Mu's words, he immediately understood the essence of soul collection.

"Aren't you stupid? It's so easy to be fooled by others." Xing Zhan may indeed be a little ignorant, "You are a human being. Even if you die, you were once a living person. You didn't hear what he meant. Do you understand? If you become a spirit, you will become my slave, so you have to listen to me. If I tell you to die, you have to die. Our ancestors spent so much money to transform themselves from a kneeling slave to a standing slave. You still want to go backwards? It’s okay for this guy who came from somewhere to have this kind of thinking, how can you be like him?”

Gong Mu was angry: "What old antique, who are you scolding?"

Xing Zhan continued: "And this bead string is actually not very useful. The main reason is that I have been with him recently. It is a bit dangerous to see ghosts all day long. It is a self-defense thing, so I don't care how powerful it can be. And Ah, I am tired enough to raise him as a ghost, dangling in front of my eyes all day, and the worst thing is that he even follows him to the bathroom!"

Gong Mu was furious: "I can stay far away from you now, I haven't followed you to the bathroom for a long time, okay! What are you talking about those unbearable days! I almost have the eye of a needle, okay!"

"So you calm down and think about it?"

"I've already thought about it, Brother Xing." He Wenbin insisted, "Although I don't quite understand what you're talking about, I know you're doing it for my own good. I'm stupid and can't think of too complicated things, but I'm dead After wandering around these days, I have been thinking that even if I reincarnated as a human being again, I would not be me anymore, but another person. Every time I think about this, I feel very uncomfortable and want to continue to live. Now I can have this Any chance, I would do anything!"

He Wenbin spoke resolutely, and Xing Zhan couldn't say anything more: "All right, everyone has his own ambition."

Gong Mu glanced at Xing Zhan coldly.

Seeing that he didn't move, Xing Zhan knew he was still angry, so he immediately offered a bright smile: "Please do me a favor, Mr. Xingjun."

Others called Gong Mu Lord Xing Jun, Gong Mu just took it for granted, but Xing Zhan called it like that, for some reason, his heart twitched, and he had an unusual feeling.

After the sunset, He Wenbin disappeared in place. Xing Zhan looked at the beads on his wrist again, and there was a faint white shadow shaking in one of the jade beads.

Xing Zhan looked at it curiously for a long time, and then thought of a question: "Doesn't he know everything about me in the future, whoever I see talking to whom?"

"No, Yuzhu is a separate space for him. He will only appear when you summon him. He can only stay in the bead at other times and has no perception of the outside world, unless you are very sad or happy or encounter danger."

"Then you are living on copper coins now, aren't you just like him?"

"Of course it's different!" Gong Mu retorted, "He's just an ordinary soul, and I'm a star king!"

Xing Zhan smiled maliciously.

"I know you're going to say that word, don't say it again!" Gong Mu took the first step.

"I didn't say anything." Xing Zhan was very innocent.

"You said it in your heart!"

"Are you taking care of everything in my heart?"

That night, Xing Zhan stayed at He Wenbin's house.Mother He was still immersed in joy, entertaining him enthusiastically, happily repeating "My son just came to see me" over and over again.

He Wenbin's house looked dilapidated on the outside, but the inside was very clean. After walking for a long time on the mountain road, Xing Zhan lay on He Wenbin's bed and quickly fell asleep.

There was nothing to say all night, Xing Zhan woke up early the next day, and set off for the deeper part of the mountain forest when the sky was light.

In the depths of the mountains and forests, there are few people and the scenery is even more pleasant.Wanmu is tall and straight, its branches and leaves are luxuriant and blue like washing, the morning dew falling on the tip of the leaves is like a bright east pearl, and the mist is like walking in it, like a fairyland on earth.

Xing Zhan found a secluded place, surrounded by half a piece of green forest, a pool of green pools like emeralds inlaid in the mountains, with a gap between the mountains and rocks, and a small curtain of waterfalls hanging like white jade.

Gong Mu leaped into the waterfall, and the splashed water droplets surrounded him like falling pearls. He sat cross-legged, and the scarlet clothes became more and more red like fire, water and fire blended, and yin and yang were harmonious.

Xing Zhan found a flat stone and sat down opposite Gong Mu.The person in front of him is so dazzling, like a smear of red on the emerald jade, people can't look away.

Although Xing Zhan always dislikes Gong Mu, it is also a pleasure to have such a beauty by his side.

The pure aura from heaven, earth, mountains and rivers circulates in Gong Mu's body, absorbing the essence into his body, repairing the wear and tear of the fierce battle little by little.

Thoughts settled, Gong Mu fell into a half-dream and half-awake state, and broken pictures appeared alternately in his mind.

He was wearing a crimson battle robe, with a dragon spear and a sharp spear. He was dressed in flames like a red lotus in full bloom, and he rushed straight to the Lingxiao Palace.The Heavenly Soldiers and Generals stood in front of him, and he stood on the jade steps reaching to the sky, spearing the ground with his spear, and the jade steps cracked at the sound.

As soon as the picture turned, among the beautiful mountains and clear waters, under the smoke of ten feet, he was lying on the collapsed bed, drinking the fine nectar and jade liquid inexhaustibly.The curtain was opened, and a tall, handsome and imposing man entered.He stared, but couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Just when he was about to go further, the scene was blurry, and he was in the battlefield of Shura again, holding the dragon and stepping on the snow-white BMW, and with the strength of one person, he resisted thousands of troops.The blood rushed to his face, and the silver gun swept across. When he turned his head, he saw a man following him on a horse.

In an instant, the scorching breath transpired in Gong Mu's body, like a huge boulder thrown into the lake, disturbing a pool of spring water.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were red as if burning with flames.

Xing Zhan sat on the rock drowsy, and suddenly felt something in his chest, feeling extremely depressed.He stood up and wanted to get a closer look, only to see Gong Mu jumping out of the water curtain in a flash, and a rainbow light flew to him in the blink of an eye.Xing Zhan took a step back subconsciously, stepped on the air and fell to the ground.

The red cloud rolled over and overwhelmed Xing Zhan to the ground.

Xing Zhan raised his head, and Gong Mu's exquisite and beautiful face was close at hand, his eyebrows and eyes were raised proudly, the light in his eyes was like cut autumn water, and the nine-petal lotus pearl between his eyebrows was shining.

In an instant, Xing Zhan stopped breathing.

Gong Mu's hands covered Xing Zhan's face, and his fingertips moved slowly, outlining his sharp-edged lines.

Xing Zhan came back to his senses: "What are you going to do?"

Gong Mu retreated a little, and Xing Zhan's pressure suddenly eased.

"Show me the ghost face behind you." Gong Mu said.

Xing Zhan's hand touched the buttons of his clothes, but he didn't move.He is not a hypocritical person, and he never thought it was a big deal to take off his clothes in front of others, but he hesitated at this moment, always feeling that under Gong Mu's scorching gaze, he couldn't untie this button no matter what.

"Why are you in a daze? Let me take a look." Gong Mu urged.

Xing Zhan coughed lightly: "I think it's better for you to look like a child."

A smile rippling on the corner of Gong Mu's mouth, the breath of fairy spirit was stained with evil spirit, evil and fairy.

Xing Zhan no longer entangled, unbuttoned and took off his coat and vest, bare-chested, with his back to Gong Mu.

The tight muscles are stacked on his back, and a blue-black ghost face is clearly visible between the two shoulder blades. As he breathes, the expression of the ghost face changes, crying for a while and laughing for a while.

"The color is darker than last time." Gong Mu's voice was a little low.

Xing Zhan shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably: "What else do you see?"

Gong Mu's palm ignited a red light, covering the ghost's face, and the blue and black lines on the ghost's face were dyed red, turning into a red-faced ghost.Gong Mu frowned, and the red light of the red-faced ghost gradually grew stronger, and when it was about to cover the whole face, a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared on the ghost's face, swallowing the red light.Gong Mu only felt a chill in his body, and the powerful force almost overturned him.

"Don't force it!" Xing Zhan quickly turned around and helped him up.

Gong Mu collected himself: "It's okay."

The current self is still too weak!Gong Mu was secretly angry.It is really incomprehensible to ask him to eliminate fierce ghosts and suppress him so weakly.

"Forget it, it's not painful anyway." Xing Zhan comforted him in turn.

Gong Mu watched silently as he picked up the vest, put it on his head, and stretched out his hands to pull it down. The curled vest got stuck when it passed his chest, and then he pulled it apart to cover his strong upper body.

Gong Mu narrowed his eyes: "The figure is good."

The corner of Xing Zhan's mouth curved: "Envy?"

Gong Mu didn't speak, but just stared at him, slowly licking his lips with his cherry-colored tongue, just a small movement of licking his lips, he did it with a strange charm, as if the little tip of his tongue could hook The soul of leaving.

Xing Zhan's throat was thirsty, he swallowed unconsciously, and quickly put on his coat.

"Let's go, let's go shopping elsewhere." Xing Zhan changed the subject abruptly.

For the next ten days or so, they lived a simple and carefree life in the mountains. They practiced under the waterfall in the early morning, wandered in the forest during the day or found a shelter to lie down all day, and returned to He's house to rest at night.

Until the two of them wandered to a mountain depression that day, they thought it would be another uninhabited and clean place, but they didn't expect that there was a thatched hut under a towering tree.

It was a real thatched house with no foundation, mainly made of wood, and the roof was covered with thick hay.It is very doubtful that if the wind comes, the house will not be blown away.

"Is anyone there?" Xing Zhan walked around the thatched cottage and shouted loudly.

No one answered him, Xing Zhan concluded that it was an empty house, but just as he was about to leave, the door of the thatched house creaked open.

A thin old man appeared in front of them, his voice was hoarse like a broken gong: "Who are you looking for?"

Xing Zhan suddenly remembered what He Wenbin once said: The old man who told me the story was said to be more than 300 years old, and he was born from the wolf demon.