It's better to fall in love

8. A Yuan

He Wanluo didn't speak for a moment. If what the post says is true, something abnormal must have happened in this factory. Thinking about the last time he was in danger in a haunted house, even though he had a passion for it, he was unwilling to risk the lives of these people. joke.

"Observe for a while before talking."

Everyone was already gearing up, wishing they could pick up the video recorder and leave immediately. After listening to He Wanluo's words, it was as if they had been poured a basin of cold water.

"Leader, weren't you the most active in this kind of thing before?"

"I don't know if I make up my mind or not," He Wanluo rolled his eyes, "I've been with me for half a year, and I'm still reckless in doing things."

He Wanluo faintly felt that something was wrong with this matter, it seemed that from a certain time, he became a magnet, constantly attracting strange things to come to him.If he has a special physique, why has the past 20 years been uneventful?

At first, he also felt that he was unlucky enough to encounter these strange things, but once it was accidental, it became inevitable after two or three times. He felt as if there was a pair of invisible hands behind him pushing him forward.

The more he thought about it, the more strange it became. On the way home from get off work, He Wanluo was always preoccupied, and bumped into an oncoming person without paying attention.

"Huh? Brother Jing, why are you here?"

Seeing the person who was hit clearly, He Wanluo laughed unconsciously, and the confusion lingering in his heart was thrown out of the sky in an instant.

Jing Ling coughed unnaturally: "Cough, run at night."

Recently, the murder case in Xincheng has become even more heated under the ferment of Internet public opinion. Jing Ling was worried that He Wanluo, a hot-blooded guy, would actually run to do a live broadcast. After waiting at home for a long time, she still didn't hear anything from the neighbor next door. Finally, she couldn't sit still and planned to go out. Look, who knew that as soon as he went out, he happened to meet He Wanluo who came back.Both of them had their own thoughts, and neither of them looked carefully at the road, so they collided head-on.

"Eh? You still have this hobby, why didn't you discover it before?" He Wanluo didn't believe it.

"Going back." Jing Ling ignored He Wanluo's doubts, turned around and left.

"Wait for me……"

He Wanluo followed behind and got into the elevator together.This time, Jing Ling seemed to be avoiding him on purpose. He went out early in the morning, only to find that Jing Ling was earlier than him, and he got off work late at night, so he couldn't see Jing Ling anymore. .There were only the two of them in the elevator, and He Wanluo stood beside Jing Ling, staring at him in a daze.

"What are you staring at me for?"

"It's beautiful." He Wanluo expressed his praise unabashedly.

Jing Ling was embarrassed.

Fortunately, when the elevator arrived, Jing Ling walked out of the elevator in a hurry, and quickly got into the door.

He Wanluo was smiling behind him, why did he like to tease Jing Ling so much recently.

Jing Ling opened the door, but Ah Wu was not there.Ever since He Wanluo moved to the opposite side, A Wu, an ungrateful dog, simply stayed with He Wanluo every day and never came back.Jing Ling scolded Ah Wu in her heart and was about to turn on the light, when suddenly he paused.

The room hidden in the darkness has an aura that does not belong to him and Awu, but this aura is strange and familiar, with a faint fragrance of sea salt.Before Jing Ling could speak, water bubbles gushed out from the darkness all over the sky, attacking him densely. Jing Ling still stood still, but with just a wave of her hand, all the water bubbles shattered. Shooting a few water arrows, at the moment when the blister burst, the water arrows pierced out, coming straight towards Jing Ling.

Jing Ling turned her wrist, and in the blink of an eye, a water curtain formed in front of her, blocking all the water arrows in front of her like a shield.

"Come out, Yuan."

"It's boring, I can't hit you every time."

Jing Ling turned on the light, and as the light came on, the figure of a girl in blue appeared in the living room.The girl is pretty and cute, and upon closer inspection she looks somewhat similar to Jing Ling.

"I also taught you this trick, how can you hurt me?

"Ninth brother, we haven't seen each other for about 300 years, how are you... how are you doing?"

"Fortunately."

Jing Ling looked at his youngest sister, the only relative he didn't hate.

"Ninth brother is so indifferent to me now." A Yuan couldn't help but feel sad. Jing Ling is his youngest brother. They are about the same age and often play together since childhood, but she knows that other members of her clan, even her father, treat this little brother. There is indescribable hostility.

"looking for me?"

"Ninth Brother, is the Wuxiang Umbrella with you?" Ah Yuan remembered the purpose of this trip.

"No."

"I knew that you definitely didn't do those things." A Yuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and reminded, "Ninth brother, you have to be careful. Recently, there have been several times in the underworld that people who should not have died suddenly died suddenly. Unable to collect the soul, suspected that it had something to do with Wuxiang Umbrella, the errand came and sued my father, and my father has asked the third brother and the fifth brother to investigate this matter."

"Is he sending someone here to investigate, or is he afraid that I will lose his face?"

"Ninth brother, don't talk about father like that..." A Yuan has always been reluctant to see her favorite little brother and the father who loves her the most, but it is difficult to solve their knots.

Jing Ling interrupted A Yuan, looked at her sister, and finally calmed down, "Thank you, A Yuan, go back earlier, lest you will be punished if you are discovered."

"Then you must be more careful."

A Yuan sneaked out to report to Jing Ling. Knowing that she couldn't stay for long, she reluctantly hid her figure and gradually moved away.

Watching A Yuan go away, Jing Ling sat on the sofa. In his thousands of years of chaotic and tangled memories, there was a long period of chaos, and that thing was missing in that long chaos.

No Phase Umbrella.

All appearances in the world are false; if you see all appearances without appearances, you will see the Tathagata.

This is a treasure enshrined by his mother as a sacred weapon. It is rumored that the Phaseless Umbrella can improve cultivation; but it is both a sacred weapon and a murder weapon. A creature full of resentment can enhance its effectiveness.

At the beginning, Jingling used the Wuxiang Umbrella just to collect the soul of that person. After he succeeded, firstly, he didn't want to keep this murder weapon by his side, and secondly, he was in a trance at that time, so he gave it away.

He still remembered that man was in the same illness as him, and his lover died in the war, and he was very sad. Seeing that he was also an infatuated person, Jing Ling taught him the method of gathering souls with the Wuxiang Umbrella.At that time, years of wars were raging, the Three Realms were in chaos, and there was no distinction between humans and ghosts. If that person could really recall the soul of his lover, he might be able to stay together forever.Since then, there has been no incident for more than 100 years. Unexpectedly, the murder weapon has reappeared now.

Ever since he saw those scarred wraiths in the haunted house last time, he was certain that this must have something to do with the Wuxiang Umbrella, but the person who used the living soul to cultivate seemed to have stopped recently. Jing Ling searched for a while but couldn't find any clues. , until this time someone disappeared again...

As soon as Jing Ling read the report, she had a vague feeling that the deceased's girlfriend, Sun Xiao, had probably also met with an accident.

He had to find out the man behind him.

The night is dark, and under the cover of the dark night, it is easier for people to put down their masks and expose the hidden truth.

Hidden on the corner of the street, the demon bar, invisible to the naked eye, is still open until the early hours of the morning. It is a carnival place for the non-humans who suppress themselves on weekdays to release their instincts.Under the dim light, the fog is lingering, and all kinds of men and women sit together in groups of twos and threes, drinking wine and talking to each other about their daily life with human beings.Some are simply too lazy to maintain their human form, and show their real bodies. At first glance, this bar looks like a live broadcast of the animal world.

It's been a long time since Shimeng came to Yao Bar, and tonight I just sat alone at the bar drinking wine.

Closing was approaching, and the guests were supposed to disperse, so they drank and urged the waiter to clean up.

The doorbell rang again at this moment.

"Excuse me, sir, we are closing."

The waiter apologized repeatedly.The gentleman who came in was gloomy, like a human being but not a human being, and he didn't have a demonic aura about him.The waiter's morality is not enough, and he can't see what his real body is.

"I'm here to find your boss." The visitor was wearing a black hooded windbreaker, half of his face was hidden under the wide brim of the hat.

"No visitors."

Picking up the dream wine is in the heart of sorrow, and at the moment of deep sorrow, he was asked by someone inexplicably, with an impatient look on his face, as if the king of heaven and the old man are too lazy to care.

"I know what you want," the visitor took off his hat slowly without being annoyed, "let's make a deal."

"It's you?"

Shimeng suddenly raised his head and was a little surprised to see the appearance of the person coming.

The next day, Jing Ling got up early to go to work as usual, but she didn't expect that someone at the door got up earlier than him.He Wanluo squatted against the wall at Jing Ling's door, put her hands around her knees, dozed off with her head buried in her knees, and immediately stood up when she heard Jing Ling open the door.

"Brother Jing, take a ride." Facing Jing Ling's questioning eyes, He Wanluo's big eyes showed incomparable sincerity, and explained, "My car is restricted today."

Jing Ling didn't answer, she walked into the elevator, and when the elevator door was about to close, she turned her head and said to the people behind,

"Not leaving yet?"

He Wanluo quickly followed with a smile.

The travel restriction is just an excuse to meet Jing Ling.In the past, he found it troublesome to travel by car, and he had to take a bus to the subway to get to the radio station. Now, he is looking forward to the one-day traffic restriction every day, so that he can have an hour alone with his sweetheart.

From the corner of her eye, Jing Ling caught sight of He Wanluo who was smiling like a weasel beside her, and immediately felt like an old hen, the kind she delivered to her door.

He knew in his heart that if he really wanted to break up with He Wanluo, there were thousands of ways.Now that he continues to entangle so deeply, it's just that he is not determined enough.

The word love is nothing more than a word when you have never had it before. It is always ridiculous to see idiotic men, resentful women, love-hate entanglements, and inseparable entanglements. Getting greedy.