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Zhou Du's home is a single courtyard nearby. Many of these big families do not live in high-rise apartments, but courtyards handed down from their ancestors. In modern society, they have been slightly repaired, occupying the best location and enjoying the most privileged H.

Jiang Miangang had a quarrel with Lu Yunxiu, and his mood was darkening. He pretended to be a deaf-mute along the way, and completely blocked Zhou Du's babbling.

"I've never seen a ghost like you. You obviously don't look easy to provoke, but you have a soft appearance. If it weren't for my extraordinary talent, I almost didn't recognize you. Don't tell me, this alone is very powerful gone."

"I said, what are you doing sitting on the side of the road in the middle of the night? You don't really want to hurt people, do you? Hey, where did you come from?"

"Hey, don't be afraid of me. Although I'm a metaphysicist, I'm a modern high-educated person with nine years of compulsory education, and I never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Everything has to do with my idol. Look up!"

Jiang Mian couldn't bear it anymore, "If your idol knows that you have such a fan, he will be pissed off when he dies."

Zhou Du seemed to have been poked into a sore spot: "Why do you talk nonsense when you open your mouth? I'm angry!"

A big boy said seriously that he was angry, and he really looked a little bit wronged.

Jiang Mian rolled her eyes, folded her arms and huddled in the co-pilot and ignored him.

Zhou Du couldn't stop, and said while driving, "Tsk... I don't know why, but seeing you always makes me feel very kind... Brother, the hood of your white sweater looks so damn handsome, and you This hair-"

Jiang Mian couldn't take it anymore: "I think your Zhou family is almost finished."

Zhou Du was like a big dog who was snubbed by his master but was caught off guard and given a bone. Even if Jiang Mian's tone was not good, he would come up to him out of novelty.

"Why is it over?"

Jiang Mian: "With a successor like you, I kindly think I'm handsome. Why, you want to be a dead ghost too?"

Zhou Du: "..."

The dog barked impotently: "Don't think that I dare not deal with you!"

Jiang Mian turned his eyes and stared at Zhou Du blankly. He usually smiled, but now his eyes were reddish and his expression was tired, showing a shocking sense of fragility.

If only his hands were not pinching and crackling.

"Who are you going to deal with?" Jiang Mian asked.

Zhou Du: "..." "You pervert!"

Jiang Mian: "My ancestor is in a bad mood and is prone to violence. I advise you to grow eyes and don't make me angry."

Zhou Du: "Are you reading poetry?"

Jiang Mian: "I'm also a ghost who went to a private school."

Private school...?

This is really a word full of lag and modernity. Zhou Du didn't know what to think of, his eyebrows drooped, and he let out a long sigh.

He didn't say a word until he brought Jiang Mian into the house.

"Our family basically rests before nine o'clock in the evening, and wakes up at five o'clock in the morning. It is already forbidden for me to come back at this hour." Zhou Du finally spoke, took out the key and turned to the copper lock of a carved wooden door, "Wait a minute, It's a 300-year-old guy, and it doesn't work very well."

Jiang Mian: "..."

What kind of wonderful thing did the Zhou family raise?

He watched Zhou Du poking around to no avail, clicked his tongue impatiently and stretched out his thin white palm: "Give it to me."

Zhou Du raised his eyes: "Why?"

Jiang Mian: "Go aside, this door doesn't open like this."

Zhou Du: "Hey, you can go ahead."

Jiang Mian quickly took it over, narrowed his eyes slightly and lifted the copper lock, and inserted the key in with precision while asking, "What age is this and still using this thing?" Lu Yunxiu's warehouse at home is all facial recognition up.

Zhou Du leaned aside and said casually: "Don't misunderstand our Zhou family, our family is only for me."

Jiang Mian tested the lock cylinder inside: "I think you are somewhat sick."

Zhou Du was not happy: "What do you know! I am paying tribute to my idol! My idol's house is full of this kind of locks, and they are older than me. They are real antiques, and a lock costs 800 million yuan!"

Jiang Mian glanced at him, raised his hand and opened the door: "Open your mouth and shut up your idol, what, did your idol sign you or cast a spell on you?"

Zhou Du stopped talking again, like a big dog that has been scolded by its master.

Jiang Mian gave him a strange look, and found that every time he mentioned "the existence of idols", the man looked dejected. He worshiped the idols in his mouth so much, but others didn't look very happy when asked.

"Come on, go in."

Zhou Du raised his head again, his thick black eyebrows raised in shock, "You're really good!"

Jiang Mian gave a rare explanation: "This kind of lock can't be opened forcefully, you have to use skill. I really feel bad for seeing you unlock it."

Zhou Du: "...Which grave were you dug out from? How old is this year?" Everyone knows this kind of antique.

Jiang Mian: "No grave, no grave, I'm nineteen years old."

Zhou Du's expression was obviously shocked, "...Ten, ten, nineteen?"

Jiang Mian stepped in and said calmly, "It's better to die long ago, and to stay young forever."

Zhou Du frowned, and looked Jiang Mian up and down again: "It's miserable."

He didn't even live to be 20 years old, he is 21 this year anyway.

Jiang Mian turned around: "If you don't come in, I'll close the door." He waved his handle, and the wooden door really closed halfway with a bang.

Zhou Du was almost slapped on the nose, and hurriedly followed in.

"I see you were in a bad mood just now. Why, someone messed with you?"

Jiang Mian scanned the room, and hummed vaguely.

Zhou Du: "... whoever offended you, I'll help you take him in!" Zhou Du obviously regarded the one who offended Jiang Mian as a ghost.

Jiang Mian looked at Zhou Du who was overwhelmed: "You? You took him? You have to kneel down before you kill anyone."

Zhou Du didn't believe in evil: "I am the most powerful preparatory mystic in the Zhou family's generation! I will go to my idol's house to study in the future! I am much better than the stinky Taoist priest next door who was sentenced to study medicine!"

A stinky Taoist who studied medicine...?

"You mean Sang Mu?"

Zhou Du was shocked: "How do you know his name?"

Jiang Mian didn't bother to explain: "It's just random guessing."

Zhou Du still wanted to ask, but Jiang Mian had already walked inside.

He had to keep up, lest the little brat run into something and wipe him out.

Jiang Mian thought about Lu Yunxiu's last expression, and what the man didn't say at that time, he was really a little absent-minded.

"How long have you known me, and you will be screaming for me in less than an hour. I doubt your loyalty to your idol."

Hearing Jiang Mian's light and light tone, Zhou Du shivered for some reason, and did not forget to express his fanatic attitude: "What do you know, I am following the idol, he will always live in my heart!"

Jiang Mian: "..." I thank you on his behalf.

Zhou Du raised his chin to look at him, and said arrogantly: "You, an ignorant wild ghost, definitely don't know, he is a very good person, all the brothers love him, he has done many good things in his life, self-denial and recovery The etiquette is unique, if it weren't for—”

Jiang Mian: "Why not?"

Zhou Du squeaked, "Anyway, I have to memorize his life [-] times every day when I wake up at five o'clock, so that I can barely forget his existence. Sigh..."

"Why, the brains of the nine-year obligation are so insufficient?"

Zhou Du's face slowly darkened, with a rare serious look: "When a person disappears for too long, relatives and friends will gradually forget him, and future generations will gradually forget him. Maybe after a long time, even he himself will not remember himself. Floating in the world like floating, I can only do my best to tell myself that such a person once existed, even though I only heard some fragmentary descriptions when I was a child."

Jiang Mian was in a daze when he heard these words.

In this way, he heard it once from the car accident ghost who had disappeared, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now it sounds very meaningful.

...Especially when he knew that he might have come out of the "world".

Is he also being gradually forgotten?

No... not quite.

Lu Yunxiu said that he would remember him, as long as he came, there would be traces of him in Lu Yunxiu's heart.

Jiang Mian thought of the serious and persistent eyes of the man at that time, and couldn't help but feel a stuffy feeling in his heart.

Lu Yunxiu's treatment of him was true and false.

"You can sleep here tonight. I'll take you out for breakfast tomorrow morning. You can't stay at home."

Jiang Mian looked at the sofa bed Zhou Du was pointing at, and said dissatisfiedly, "You don't even have a side sleeper? Poor!"

Zhou Du was furious: "My side bedroom has been transformed into a 'chasing star room'! There is only one master bedroom, and there are all terrible things in it. You don't know whether you can come out tomorrow after sleeping in for a night!"

If you don't go in, you don't go in, it makes him have a headache.

Jiang Mian sat down on the sofa, with his head tilted back, and his legs slightly stretched, lying on his back, looking extremely tired.

I didn't notice it before, because Lu Yunxiu always followed his buttocks, but now he just left for a little bit, and his body felt uncomfortable, like a person in critical condition whose oxygen tube was suddenly pulled out.

It should have been noticed earlier... On the night of the first meeting, Lu Yunxiu's car drove into the Green City Pavilion, and he immediately condensed into a human form when he was about to dissipate. Isn't this the "principle of life preservation for players"?

As more and more things met, Jiang Mian felt more and more unhappy.

He is really stupid, being played around under the nose of others.

Jiang Mian heaved his chest with difficulty, and Zhou Du stared at him.

"Little ancestor, do you still have an automatic breathing simulation system?"

Jiang Mian closed her eyes: "Stay away from me, or I will beat you systematically."

Zhou Du fell on his back in anger, and there was nothing he could do with Jiang Mian. When the sound of leaving footsteps came, Jiang Mian opened his eyes slightly, looking at everything in this room.

Compared with the house that Lu Yunxiu prepared for him, this place is more like a renovation that went back 20 years.

The celadon vase on the table, the boxy solid wood table, the ancient paintings on the wall, and even a jade-colored chessboard by the window, everything here gave Jiang Mian a strange feeling.

Because it is so inconsistent with the new youth Zhou Du who is covered in chains, Jiang Mian now believes in Zhou Du's fan attitude to a third.

While he was thinking wildly, the sound of footsteps came from behind again. Zhou Du took a yellow copper basin and carried a bunch of miscellaneous and colorful things in his hands.

"You haven't eaten tonight, have you? Look, these are paper dumplings, paper buns, and paper wontons. I'll make them for you if you want to eat." As he spoke, he sat next to Jiang Mian, holding a Lighter, throw a few "buns" into the copper basin with one hand.

Jiang Mian: "..."

"You slipped through the net of the nine-year obligation, right?" He looked at Zhou Du like a fool, "Apart from these, what else can you show?"

Zhou Du took out three sticks of incense from the belt behind his trousers, "Little ancestor, do you want to eat incense?"

For the first time since Jiang Mian appeared in the real world, he lost control of his self-cultivation.

"Keep these things away."

Zhou Du: "???"

Jiang Mian gave him a weary look: "Just say one more thing and I'll burn all these things to you next year."

Zhou Du: "...You don't fit this?"

Jiang Mian closed her eyes and started talking nonsense: "I'm just a big-headed ghost. I don't eat. I survive by drinking northwest wind."

Zhou Du: "Pfft."

"You're so funny and cute, you're so different from my idol."

Jiang Mian opened his eyes suddenly and looked over in disbelief.

cute?Does this describe a man?Only Lu Yunxiu can say this word reluctantly! ...Because he can't beat Lu Yunxiu.

The more Jiang Mian thought about it, the more angry he became and the more aggrieved he became.

Zhou Du put away all those things obediently, and said as if nostalgic for something: "When I first heard about his deeds, I was only three or four years old. At that time, adults kept secrets about him, because he was the most powerful Mysterious master, possesses the five senses far beyond ordinary people, distinguishes evil things and punishes evil spirits, these things he has been training and learning since he was a child, and even later became a leading figure among his peers."

Jiang Mian was in a daze, but when he heard these words, he suddenly remembered the majestic warning that flashed in his mind just now.

His slender fingers twitched slightly, and his knuckles gripped the seam of the sofa.

Zhou Du continued: "Because of his overly keen intuition, he can always catch unusual existences."

Jiang Mian turned his eyes, looked at Zhou Du, and heard him continue: "Xuanshi's rules are strict, and he can't miss a single button when traveling. The person I respect has never missed a single omission for more than ten years. He is a symbol of strength, the white moonlight on the ceiling in the eyes of all the profound masters and reserve profound masters back then."

Wait... Bai Yueguang?

This word is also familiar.

"Your idol, shouldn't it be the ancestor of the mysterious master who died 20 years ago and lived in seclusion?" Jiang Mian said slowly.

Zhou Du: "Oh, yes, he and I are not from the same era, but I really grew up reading his stories."

……

The air was familiar and quiet again for a few seconds,

Zhou Du suddenly burst out: "Fuck!"

Jiang Mian: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Du: "Say it again?!"

Jiang Mian: "Your idol?"

Zhou Du: "The last sentence, the next sentence!"

Jiang Mian said "Oh" slowly, "Is he already dead?"

Zhou Du: "Damn it! How could you say that word!"

Jiang Mian put his left leg on his right: "I've really given in to those people. If you die, why don't you issue a ban? It's a deceitful act."

However, Zhou Du seemed to have refreshed his view of the world, looking at Jiang Mian as if he was looking at some thousand-year-old ghost.

"You... who the hell are you?" How could you completely evade the prohibition of those people!

Jiang Mian sighed: "No one, just a lonely ghost who has been deceived so hard... Oh, by the way, you only said your surname is Zhou, what is your name Zhou?"

Zhou Du's fluttering and erratic three views reshape: "I, my name is Zhou Du."

Jiang Mian recited the name: "Zhoudu? It's always the same. Qianfan Baizhoudu is a good name."

Zhou Du suddenly became excited: "This is the spirit body that can save the dead! It was the name my great-grandpa gave me after searching through the mysterious master's manual. How could you, a soft-skinned wild ghost, know?!"

Jiang Mian frowned: "Oh."

Zhou Du: "...Fuck, why does your sigh sound so scary? Are you trying to mess with me again?"

Jiang Mian snorted and said, "I can say that I am a little wild ghost, but other people can't. If I hear it, I will be unhappy. If I am unhappy, I want to sigh. When I sigh, I want to beat someone up. You can decide what to do."

Zhou Du's flesh tightened, and he shrank his neck subconsciously.

"A ghost like you, who can cure you... It's not the same as my idol at all. My idol has a noble and meticulous character, so he won't be like you who is so casual and careless."

"Your idol's way of life makes me feel tired when I hear it. Life is too short to enjoy yourself in time. If it makes me feel comfortable to be free and unrestrained, I would like to be like this for the rest of my life."

Zhou Du glanced at Jiang Mian in a daze.

Jiang Mian shut up, and Zhou Du finally didn't know why the ghost was able to say that word. Seeing that he was really tired, he didn't want to disturb him anymore, so he had to clean up a pile of paper food and put it back again. in the cupboard.

When he returned to his bedroom, he specially hugged Jiang Mian with a thin quilt.

But when I took it out, I saw the thin ghost curled up on the sofa bed. He seemed very tired, and fell asleep in just a few minutes.

... I'm really relieved of him, he looks so deceitful, no wonder he has to erect the thorns all over his body to defend himself.

Zhou Du looked at that face again and again, and the strange feelings similar to pity gradually came up in his heart.

Strange, when I saw him sitting on the side of the road, I felt that it was inappropriate anyway, and I had to ask him to go home and take care of him as an ancestor, otherwise it would be like losing his life.

He shook out the quilt and covered it under Jiang Mian's chest. Zhou Du was a little flustered when he took care of a ghost for the first time, and he stayed for a few seconds longer when he bent down slightly.

The corners of Jiang Mian's lips twitched suddenly.

Zhou Du said softly: "What?"

Jiang Mian frowned slightly, and muttered "Lu Yunxiu" vaguely.

Zhou Du didn't hear it clearly, so he paused and turned back to his own house. The closet was wide open because he took out the thin quilt just now, and a white satin robe was hung on the innermost separate closet.

Zhou Du walked over familiarly, stretched out his hand and touched the corner of the robe lovingly, the hood hanging from the neckline was hanging down the back, and one couldn't help but imagine how it would look when worn.

"It's a pity, the mysterious masters are too strict with him. I have only heard about his deeds for so many years, but I don't even know a name... Is there really such a thing in this world? It is worth your life to go chase."

He is indeed not a qualified follower, and he can only create an imaginary appearance with a few words that he does not know the truth or falsehood.

If only... if only that person was still there.

Zhou Du let out a long sigh, but at this moment the phone buzzed and vibrated.

Noisy voices came from outside the window, Zhou Du frowned and pushed open the window to take a look, only to see people who should have gone to sleep on weekdays crowded in the yard in a mess.

Zhou Du called a little cousin to stop him.

"Zhou Yi! What's the matter? Is there something going on here?"

Ever since the white-robed master no longer came out of the mountains, these families have been maintaining some "balance" in recent years. Zhou Du thought it was the Da Xie Chong who appeared somewhere, but the young man's complexion was rosy with excitement, it didn't look like he was going to the middle of the night Working overtime is like receiving a reward in the middle of the night.

"Oh! Mr. Lu, do you know?!"

Zhou Du was shocked: "Which Mr. Lu?"

Zhou Yi coaxed anxiously: "It's the one we invited many times but couldn't invite! The eldest son of the Lu family! The most powerful lucky owner in Nancheng! He seems to be in the nearby Sang family now! Grandpa told us to hurry up Get ready, maybe this guy has figured it out this time, and is coming to our Metaphysics Association for 'inspection'!"

Zhou Du straightened up with a whoosh.

"Now? Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night??" What kind of hell time is this!

Zhou Yi: "Yes! I heard that there is a child with him who is suspected to be his son! This is big news! Pack up and get ready to meet guests!"