After slacking his fiancé, he became obsessed

Jiang Yi picked up the jade bottle containing nightmares that had been cast with a fixing spell and placed on the shelf.

"You smell like Zhenzhen, have you gone to see him?" Nightmare asked obsequiously, it had been bored here long ago, wishing to fly to Ji Zhen to relieve boredom, "When will he come to pick me up?"

Jiang Yi untied its body-fixing spell, put it on the table and replied casually: "You are still full of demonic energy, how can you get there?"

Although Mengyan was a little unconvinced, she didn't dare to talk back to Jiang Yi, so she had to whisper, "Perhaps Ji Zhen likes my devilish energy."

Anyway, Ji Zhen is not a good thing, they are like-minded.

Ji Zhen likes magic energy, which sounds a little funny to Jiang Yi.

Seeing that the jade bottle stood there coweringly, but spoke quite confidently, Jiang Yi coldly pushed it down with a finger, and Meng Yan couldn't help but whirled half a circle on the table, almost falling off the table.

Before Mengmai regained its balance, it had been picked up by Jiang Yi again. A hot air current like fire enveloped Mengmai, and the jade bottle was suspended in Jiang Yi's palm, spinning at a constant speed.

Jiang Yi was drawing out the devilish energy from it.

Mengmai felt that the demonic energy around her was rapidly draining out of the jade bottle. Without the demonic energy, Mengyan became much more ignorant. It could not resist and could only look out from the jade bottle.

The magic energy was lavender, and after being absorbed by Jiang Yi out of the nightmare, it was not too radical, but a light layer wrapped around Jiang Yi's hand holding the jade bottle, flowing on it, and then slowly moved towards Jiang Yi's arm Swim up like a snake.

Jiang Yi's gaze slowly raised following the demonic energy, and finally the demonic energy was half-supported, staring at him like a poisonous snake.

Jiang Yi was unmoved, his originally flattened palm suddenly closed under his indifferent eyes, as easily as a backhand, and the purple gas suddenly struggled in pain.

Nightmare was terrified. Although it lost its connection with the demonic energy after it was drawn out, this scene had the taste of trying to scare chickens and monkeys. It didn't dare to move, for fear that Jiang Yi would take the knife on him.

The purple air was divided into several strands, which soon exploded and shattered in mid-air like fireworks.Only a strand lingering in the gap suddenly soared into the air, unexpectedly leaping around Jiang Yi's wrist.

Jiang Yi only felt his wrist suddenly sink, as if his hand weighed a thousand catties.He felt something was wrong and was about to pull away, but found that the strength on his wrists turned into a pair of slender hands, pulling him forward. Jiang Yi looked up along his hands, and what he saw was a woman in plain clothes .

And his own hand seemed to have returned to the appearance of a child of a few years old, and his flesh was in the palm of his hand.

Jiang Yi looked around, and the scene had completely changed.He was in a forest, the air was humid after the rain, the ground under his feet was soft, and there were ethereal birdsong in the forest.

"Are you tired?" Seeing his hesitation and slowing down, the woman in front stopped and knelt down in front of Jiang Yi.

The woman's voice was soft, and she reached out to touch Jiang Yi's cheek.Jiang Yi looked up at her, trying hard to distinguish the other person's face, but the woman's face was blocked by a ball of white light, and Jiang Yi couldn't see clearly.

Seeing that Jiang Yi was silent, the woman thought he was throwing a temper tantrum, first patted Jiang Yi on the back, and then showed him a basket of wild fruits on his back, "Mother wants to carry this, so I can only hug Ah Yi for a while, When we get to the place under the mountain," she said, pointing Jiang Yi to a flat ground dozens of feet away, "afterwards, Ah Yi will continue walking by himself, okay?"

The woman's voice was gentle and delicate, and it felt strangely familiar to Jiang Yi's ears, as if he had heard this voice countless times.

He opened his mouth, and when the woman picked him up, he asked in a low voice as if confirming, "Mother...mother?"

Jiang Yi said these two words too dryly, and the voice from his throat was a little hoarse.

The woman was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Where did you learn the elegant address, isn't it a mother?"

This is his mother?

Jiang Yi was anxious to find out, and reached out to touch the other person's face, trying to get a rough idea of ​​the other person's facial outline, but the white light covering the woman seemed to be aware of it, and the moment he touched it, it exploded with a crisp sound, as if The tile fell to the ground, and the entire illusion was shattered. Jiang Yi returned to the room at the previous moment, the jade bottle in his hand was still there, but the wisp of purple air dissipated in his palm in his sight.

When Nightmare explores people's desires, it can shuttle back and forth in people's memory.They cannot create something that does not exist in human desire.

In other words, maybe the scene can be virtual, but the characters in the scene are all real and existed in people's memory.

Jiang Yi was startled and then realized that the demonic counterattack just now might have come from his memory, so that woman is really his mother?

The role of mother has always been missing in Jiang Yi's memory.

The description Jiang Yi knew about his mother from the sporadic words was only a few words.Misbehavior and lack of talent and virtue are of no benefit to him.

This is why Jiang Ke took him away from his mother.Jiang Yi never thought that he and his mother still have such memories.

Although Jiang Yi longed for his mother's embrace when he was a child, and secretly cried while watching the mothers of other senior brothers come to visit, he never dared to reveal it.But as time went by and he grew up, the role of mother gradually became indifferent in his mind, and he even voluntarily forgot about it.

For a person who has misbehavior, talent, and virtue, and has not fulfilled his duties as a mother, and even has no shadow in his memory, any thoughts are superfluous.

The purple energy has disappeared, and Jiang Yi once again wants to extract the magic power from the nightmare, and touch his dusty memory again.

But in vain.

The scorching spiritual power entangled the jade bottle fiercely. The nightmare had already been destroyed by Jiang Yi because of the magic power he had finally obtained, and tears filled his distressed eyes. How did he know that he hadn't dared to cry yet? With a ruthless hand, he finally couldn't hold back and cried out: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I really can't squeeze anything out."

Jiang Yi slowly let go of his hand, and looked at his palm again. The fiery aura was much darker in color.The cloud of devilish energy hadn't completely disappeared, and the things that shouldn't have merged seemed to be integrated with his own spiritual power at this moment, occupying him at the same time.

The sky is bright, but the sun has not yet risen.

Ji Zhen sat at the dinner table in a daze. He only remembered that he asked Jiang Yi to carry him on his back yesterday. Jiang Yi seemed to carry him on his back, and then he talked about Xilu.

Westland, Westland.

Ji Zhen silently recited Xilu's name twice in his heart, but still felt a little uncomfortable.He lost his appetite looking at the porridge and dishes in front of him.

If a person like Xilu became a ghost, he might be bullied by ghosts more often.And no one burns paper money or anything, and it's hard to maintain because of poverty.

Thinking about it this way, Ji Zhen didn't want to eat it even more.He said to Ruohua: "Leave this bowl of porridge, and put the rest aside, I'll be useful later."

Ruohua was puzzled, how could it be used earlier?

After a while, Ji Zhen explained her confusion.

Ji Zhen first went around the yard by himself, originally wanting to find Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi and the others left early, leaving only Shuyin in the yard.

Let Shuyin do the same, Ji Zhen called Shuyin over.

Ever since she felt that her senior brother was sorry for Ji Zhen, Shu Yin has a very good attitude towards Ji Zhen now, and occasionally she took the initiative to give him a smile.

"What's the matter?" Suyin was a little strange.

"Do you know how to send food to the ghost?" Ji Zhen asked her.

Although Shuyin nodded, she still didn't know why, "Which ghost are you going to give it to eat? You may not be able to call someone who has been dead for a long time."

It's good to be able to scream, Ji Zhen endured the sadness and said, "Soon, I will die in less than half a month."

He asked his servants to bring out all the meat buns from the morning, and made another meat dish, which was neatly placed on a small table in the corner of the yard.

Shuyin asked Xilu's name, place of origin and other information, and after looking for the method learned in memory, he called a few times at the table and began to wait.

Ji Zhen didn't understand, but he also waited.

After waiting for a while foolishly, the two looked at the dead branches and fallen leaves in the yard, the servants passing by, and the moss in the cracks between the bricks, but they didn't see any ghosts appearing.

Shuyin didn't want to admit that she was not good at learning, so she called twice carefully, but there was still no reply.

While the two were looking at each other, Shu Yin was blushing and thinking about how to get back, when a moderate voice suddenly came from the door, "Hi, excuse me."

The two ran over to look at it together, and saw a little monk in coarse cloth standing outside with a cloth bag on his shoulders, with a white face.

Ji Zhen immediately became happy when he saw the other party's face: "Xilu!"

Shuyin's face also softened, and finally she didn't lose face of Shimen.

The guard at the door was about to stop Xilu, but now seeing that Ji Zhen knew him, he let go of his blocking hand.

Ji Zhen didn't think about why the guards at the door could see Xilu casually, so he stepped forward and took Xilu's arm and brought him in.

When Xilu saw Ji Zhen, he felt relaxed.He came here to pick up bones as usual to get some wages, but he didn't expect to hear someone calling his soul when he was walking halfway. He thought he had been lured by some dirty thing, so he followed the slight tugging all the way to find it. Wanted to slay demons, but didn't expect Ji Zhen to be there.

Before he could figure out the situation, he was pulled to a small table by Ji Zhen. With a calm expression on his face, Ji Zhen sighed and said to Xilu, "It's all prepared for you. Are you enough to eat? Where's your master? His name is What's the name, do you want to come and eat together?"

It was true that Xilu was not full when he came here in the morning, but after eating so many meals from Ji Zhen, he was too embarrassed to eat too much, so he waved his hands quickly, "No need, my master is still sleeping beside the mass grave outside the city."

Ji Zhen was shocked when he heard the words, "Is your master still in the mass grave?"

He thought that the day Liang Leng mentioned that there were monks' bones in the mass graves outside the city, someone should have collected them.Listening to it now, Xilu and his master's corpses were exposed in the wild.

"Yeah, I also sleep there at night." Xilu nodded, not knowing the reason for Ji Zhen's surprise and excitement.

He and his master took over the work separately for the past two days, and he came to pick the bones.He couldn't cope with the ghostly atmosphere at the mass grave, so his master would guard it. Two jobs for two people were enough for them to pay.

Ji Zhen thought he was talking about the bodies of the two, and his heart ached again.

Ji Zhen grabbed Xilu's cold hand, sniffed and comforted him with a warm voice, "Xilu, don't worry, it's fate that we met once, and I will definitely bury you and your master well, so that you can go away with peace of mind." .”

Xilu opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't know how to respond.

Shuyin watched for a while, saw some ways, and said to Ji Zhen hesitantly at this time: "He seems to be a person, not a ghost."

Ji Zhen received a greater shock than Xilu, "What?"

Xilu's hand was still held by Ji Zhen obediently, but he said with embarrassment on his face: "Ji Shanren, did you misunderstand something?"

Ji Zhen didn't believe it, so he asked Xilu, "You were talking to me yesterday, but why did the others say they didn't see you? I asked Jiang Chongguang to take care of you, but he said he didn't find you. Later, I went out to see you for food Isn’t steamed stuffed bun a tribute for ghosts to eat?”

It was only then that Xilu understood what Ji Zhen had misunderstood in a series.

He quickly explained, "No, I saw you talking to Young Master Jiang, so I didn't dare to disturb you, so I left quietly. I couldn't find me. I'm afraid it's because no one knows my name. I bought that bun in a bun shop. here."

Ji Zhen's heart turned from sadness to joy. Seeing that he was holding Xilu's hand, it turned out that it was not the little devil's claw. He felt distressed, "Then why are your hands so cold?"

So Xilu didn't die, so what did Jiang Chongguang say yesterday that he had a ghostly aura in him and that he was abducted by tricks?

Ji Zhen touched Xilu's little hand while talking, gritted his teeth at Jiang Yi in his heart, and turned his head to see Jiang Yi standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the hands he and Xilu held together without blinking.

Jiang Yi's gaze was as deep as a pool, which made Ji Zhen feel guilty for some reason.