Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

When I got home at night, I became very gloomy. Lao Chu could probably guess one, two, three by looking at my expression, so he didn't ask too much, saying that it made me feel better before going to talk to him.

Sister Xuan stayed with me all the time. I didn't eat and she didn't eat either. The two of us walked around the park more than a dozen times until the night wind became heavier. I looked at Sister Xuan's thin clothes and said to her: "Sister Xuan , you go back first, I want to call Dao Feng."

Sister Xuan looked at me worriedly, nodded and said: "It's fine to make a phone call, you are too much stimulated, I should let Dao Feng comfort you... Then I will go back first, and you should go early."

"Yeah." I waved at Sister Xuan, watched her slim figure gradually disappear from sight, then took out my phone, hesitating whether to call or not.

I used to think that I can't disturb Dao Feng, and I can't make him think I'm useless, but now the situation has changed, the more empty my heart is, the more I miss him, thinking how good it would be if he was by my side at this time, then I can still hug him. Hold him, listen to him, get a little comfort from him.

But now, I even have to fantasize about this comfort, which is the same as trying to masturbate while my lover is lying next to me.

I took a deep breath, swipe my finger across the screen of the Samsung brain-dead machine, and immediately turned to the screen waiting to be connected.

Finally hit it...

I stared blankly at the screen of the phone, feeling as uneasy as a little girl, I didn't even have the courage to put the phone to my ear, I was afraid of hearing that damn woman tell me that the user you dialed has turned off...

The phone has not been connected for a long time, my hand holding the phone is a little trembling, I want to hang up several times, but I can't bear it in my heart, I always think about waiting, in case he picks up later...

The heartbeat was extremely intense, and it was difficult to wait for others to answer the phone, especially for Dao Feng.

My head gradually started to go numb, so that I couldn't tell the change of the screen the moment the call was connected. It wasn't until Dao Feng's deep voice came out from the phone that I hurriedly put the phone to my ear. Forgot what I was going to say.

"Chu Yang?" Dao Feng seemed to be doing some intense exercise over there. He was panting slightly, and there was the sound of rocks rolling down beside him: "What's the matter, talk."

"Dao, Daofeng..." When I came back to my senses, I almost bit my tongue when I opened my mouth, and hurriedly said, "Where are you?"

After I finished speaking, I was so regretful that my intestines turned green, and I wished I could slap myself a lot. Dao Feng didn't tell Sister Xuan where he went, so how could he tell me, I am just looking for trouble.

Sure enough, Dao Feng hesitated for a while, and replied: "...I can't tell where I am either."

Before I could answer, another man's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone. Although the signal was not very good, I still recognized that the man was Dao Yan.

"It's that kid from the Chu family?" Dao Yan said: "Why did you call you so late, you two have such a good relationship?"

Dao Feng ignored him, and Dao Yan continued: "Then rest here for a few minutes, and finish talking if you have any nonsense."

I heard that Dao Yan seemed to have gone a little farther, and asked carefully: "He left?"

"Yeah." Dao Feng went to a place and sat down. From the messy rubbing sound, he could hear a lot of things on his body. I even heard the sound of him throwing his backpack on the ground and kicking a stone away.

I couldn't find a topic, so I just kept silent. Dao Feng's breathing mixed with weak electric waves rang in my ears, and he was waiting for me to speak.

After a while, the two of us finally couldn't hold back anymore, and we said in unison: "Daofeng."

"Chu Yang."

And then said at the same time:

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

I was stunned, then scratched my head in embarrassment and said "Hey", but my mood improved inexplicably: "Where are you, what did Dao Yan take you to do, the year is not over yet, don't do something too dangerous thing."

Dao Feng responded softly, and then said: "Dao Yan took me into the Dao family's ancestral tomb—that is, the tomb group, probably in the Hunan area, and the road is very difficult...Do you know everything about the curse?"

"Understood." My expression darkened, but I still reluctantly said: "I dug up my grandfather's grave and saw the cursed end...Grandpa died shortly after I went to Yunnan. I didn't see the last side."

Hearing my words, Dao Feng was silent for a long time over there, as if he didn't know how to comfort me, and finally he could only say: "Sorry..."

"Don't apologize." I interrupted him hastily: "I didn't mean to blame you, I'm going to get involved in this matter, and I have to get involved too... I just want to hear you comfort me, or You can think that I use this as an excuse to make harassing calls to you, I... I just want to hear your voice. "

Maybe it was because the words were too explicit, but Dao Feng began to keep silent again habitually. I was anxious, and shouted indiscriminately: "Dao Feng, Dao Feng? Ah Feng, talk, if you go on like this, we will give you nothing." China Mobile sent money, and the two of them gasped for breath after talking on the phone, and you are long-distance and roaming."

Under my urging, Dao Feng responded vaguely a few times, and then said in a low voice: "I saw the tomb of the elder brother, the elder brother is really gone."

As he said that, Dao Feng roughly talked about what he had experienced these days, and then told me about Dao Yuan.

It turns out that Dao Yuan met Dao Yan in the second year when he went to investigate this matter. Dao Yan was a little unreasonable at first, but after getting along for a long time, the relationship between the two began to become friendly, but Dao Yuan never knew that Dao Yan was One of those people back then thought he left Dao's house just to investigate this matter, and even those two photos were given by Dao Yan, because Dao Yan didn't remember anything at the time, and only hoped that someone could help him Find clues here.

But people are not as good as heaven. When the two entered an ancient tomb, something went wrong. Daoyuan was poisoned to save Daoyan, and he went there not long after. Daoyan regretted that he did not take the immortal body told him the secret.

If it was Dao Yan who was poisoned at that time, Dao Yuan would not have died anyway.

When I hear this, I can probably imagine how dangerous the situation was at that time. Sometimes in the ancient tomb, it doesn't mean that you can avoid all disasters with high qualifications and skills, and a large part of it depends on luck.

"...So he personally buried his eldest brother in the Dao Family Tombs." Dao Feng heaved a sigh of relief after he finished speaking. I know this matter has probably been held back in his heart for a long time.

I hurriedly comforted Dao Feng a few words, and then asked: "Then do you hate him?"

I thought that Dao Feng would say no to hate as proudly and righteously as on TV, and I respected the elder brother's choice, but I didn't expect him to say a word after a long silence.

"hatred."

After all, people's feelings are different. No matter what Dao Yan does, he can't make up for the mistakes he made, can't make up for Dao Yuan's influence on Dao Feng's heart, and can't change Dao Feng's feelings for his elder brother.

As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water in brotherhood, and Dao Feng and Dao Yuan are probably the best interpretations of this sentence.

...It's a pity that I'm the only one in our family.

...But if there is one, I would prefer it to be a loli girl.

I nodded knowingly, thinking that Dao Feng would never lie as long as he has nothing to do with me, like now, he dares to say hate in front of Dao Yan, although Dao Yan may not know what we are talking about What……

But I clearly remember that Dao Feng has lied to me three times since we met. One time he frightened me at the night market and asked me to go with him, and he lied to me that he would not live long after being poisoned by the little black cat. After falling into the trap, he lied to me that his hands were fine, and another time, he lied to me that he knew where the talisman was thrown under the Palace of Health...

But I probably understand that Dao Feng will only lie when he really has no choice, and his little lies are either covering up his embarrassment or covering up his pain.

He is used to solving his own affairs by himself, leaving no room for others to worry.

Every time I think of this, my heart softens, and the desire to protect him becomes stronger.

I never thought that I would have such a crazy desire to protect a man. This is probably what... the so-called love.

I used to see some small jokes on the scarf, saying that love has various gestures, being together is happiness, being together will bring happiness from the heart, or just wanting to be together.I think these little girls are really good at fantasy. Once you get married, you will know that love is not even a fart in front of reality.

But now I don't think so, because I really understand what it means to be together is happiness.

I really want to be with Dao Feng, always...

For him, I would be willing to be responsible for the future of the two of you, willing to calculate those trivial things in life, willing to buy firewood, rice, oil and salt...

Who said the power of love is not power?

I coughed dryly and continued to ask: "Then when will you come to see me... I mean, can you come before Chinese New Year, or are you going back to Dao's house for Chinese New Year?"

I can't forget that he promised to come to Beijing to find me after finishing his personal affairs, oh no, it's us...

"I'll go find you." Dao Feng said, "Wu Mou should be here in two days. I'll be there after him. It won't take a few days."

"Oh." I responded dully, and said, "You don't have anything else you want to tell me?"

"What else?"

"For example, I miss me very much, I really want to see you soon, is it cold here in Beijing, or I love me very much..."

"..."

"...Forget it, I know that I can't expect too much from you."

Hearing my downcast and obviously disappointed words, Dao Feng finally compromised. After a long time, he hesitated and whispered: "Chu Yang, I..."

Just as Dao Feng uttered the word "I", Dao Yan's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "Have you talked enough, it's time to go!"

"..." The whisper was interrupted in the middle, and Dao Feng was embarrassed in his silence. He responded hastily and said "we'll talk when we meet", and hung up the phone hastily.

I slowly put down my phone, stared blankly at the black straight board in my hand, and stood there in the cold wind for a long time.

Recalling Dao Feng's words just now, and his melodious voice as usual, a sweet and sour taste gradually surged in my heart, accompanied by a slight pain, which made me completely lost my mind.

Until I walked home in a daze, I was still thinking in my mind that calling my wife is also a technical job. Next time, I must first ask "Do you think about it" before talking about "serious business".