More than three realms handle

The ghost domain, which is always immersed in the night, has raised a little light today.

The ghost market is bustling, the stalls are brightly illuminated by colorful lights, and the ghosts in fancy clothes laugh and hang around here.

The new year is about to begin, all the troubles and unhappiness will be left behind tonight.

"Respected Lord Ghost King, don't you plan to explain?"

Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, pointed at the clothes on his body, and spoke teasingly.

He was taking a bath in the dormitory, but was suddenly pulled into the ghost domain, and the hair was still dripping when he came.

There was no one in the room, the complicated and gorgeous robes were stacked on the head of the bed, the white silk surface was dotted with gold embroidery, and the red cloak was hanging on the shelf beside it, as if it was specially prepared for him.

After getting dressed, he pushed open the door and saw the Ghost King leaning on the door frame, playing with the fan, waiting for an unknown amount of time.

Sure enough, red is more suitable.

The corners of Chen Sha's mouth curled slightly, and his tone was brisk: "Today is New Year's Day."

Without waiting for a response, Chen Sha took his hand and strode out.

The ghost king's mansion is located in a remote place, so it is quiet, but at this time there are also many ghosts who come out to play outside.

After walking a few steps, I met a girl selling lanterns. She was holding all kinds of lanterns in her hands, and the warm red, yellow, and yellow lights complemented each other, which was very beautiful.

"You two, do you want to buy lanterns?" Seeing the handsome man approaching, the girl's face flushed slightly.

The young man in white was silent, the one in red looked at it carefully for a while, and then stepped forward.

"...That's it."

The crisp sound of copper plates colliding sounded, Chen Sha took an apricot-yellow lantern from the girl's hand, and the red plums and snow were carefully traced on the surface of the lamp.

I wanted to hand it to Ling Xian, but after thinking about it, I still held it in my hand, but the clasped hand never let go.

The front gradually became lively. Apart from selling some exquisite gadgets, most of them were selling food.

The stall owner has both beautiful female ghosts and some with green faces and fangs, which is very novel for a while.

"what happened?"

Seeing the dull expressions of the people around him, who seemed to have something on their minds, Chen Sha stopped.

"No……"

Just as he was about to prevaricate, a bunch of crystal-clear candied haws was handed to him. Ling Xian tentatively took a bite. Ice, crispness, sourness, and sweetness intertwined in his taste buds, and a hint of sweetness melted in his heart.

Walking among the bustling crowd, telling Chen Sha about the phone call, the people around him were laughing and playing, and seemed to have nothing to worry about, and the depression in Ling Xian's heart also dissipated.

Chen Sha touched her chin, and said tentatively: "...Well, so you want to go back and have a look?"

"I feel like someone is trying to... lure me back."

I usually get along with my parents carefully, and the greeting phone call is a rare expression of warmth. I haven't been picked up on time after leaving home all these years...

It might not be a big deal to others, but to him, it was already a threat.

The forehead was flicked lightly, Ling Xian raised his head, and bumped into Chen Sha's pair of pitch-black eyes, the lights flickered and even the shadows in the pupils became ambiguous.

"You're so awkward. If you're worried about your parents, just tell me." A laughing voice came from the top of his head, and today's Ghost King seemed extraordinarily reasonable.

"Don't worry, Geng Tie's other half is at your house, if something happens, I can feel it."

As he said that, he ran away quickly, turned around and greeted Ling Xian: "Come with me first!"

The bright moon was hanging in the sky, and the man was standing not far away with a lamp, his body was also covered with faint moonlight, and the gorgeous fiery trees and silver flowers separated them from the crowd.

Leaving the bustling ghost market, I came to the bank of Wangchuan River. Today, Naihe Bridge does not sell Mengpo soup, but only river lanterns.

The small river lanterns float on the surface of the water, carrying people's most sincere wishes and gradually drifting away.

A cruise ship was quietly leaning against the shore, and the glazed palace lantern hung on the bow exuded a warm light.

Chen Sha pulled Ling Xian up and stepped onto the cruise ship. There was a pre-prepared wine cup on it. The wine was clear and swayed gently with the river water, and there was a plate of melon and fruit cakes.

I don't know what kind of spell he cast, but the boat moved by itself and swam towards the center of the river.

After taking the wine glass from Chensha, the faint peach blossom fragrance floated on it, and the wine entered the throat, arousing a burst of spicy feeling.

"Get drunk to relieve a thousand worries!" Chen Sha raised his glass high, and was about to drink it down, but seemed to think of something, coughed twice, "...there is still business, so I can't get drunk yet."

Ling Xian couldn't help laughing.

Only when he was with Chensha, he didn't need to worry about anything, even the imminent death.

He refilled Ling Xian's cup, but he didn't take it for a long time. When he raised his head, he had already leaned over, staring at him intently, and the stars in the sky were not as bright as his eyes.

A kiss landed in a daze, and lightly brushed across his forehead, like a dragonfly's touch of water, with the slightly cold wine still on his lips, which became scalding hot as soon as the wind swept away.

Looking at Ling Xian's clear eyes, Chen Sha suddenly grabbed his collar, raised his head and returned a more passionate kiss, his lips and teeth intertwined, and the alcohol that had not dissipated intertwined between his wet tongues, his breathing became long, and his hands He also sprinkled most of the wine, so he simply threw it away and pressed it in his soft hair.

The moon moved eastward quietly, perhaps the degree of Taohuaniang was still a bit high, and when they parted, their faces were flushed.

Not knowing what to say for a moment, the two retreated to the bow and stern of the boat respectively, and sat quietly. After a brief silence, Chensha took out two river lanterns as if by magic, and handed one to Ling Xian: "Make a wish."

Wish?Then I wish you a beautiful day... no matter the sky.

Two small river lanterns were put into the river and drifted away staggered.

Looking at the undulating river lanterns on the river, Ling Xian took another sip of wine, feeling warm in his heart, maybe he was really drunk.

The festivals in the past were all deserted. Lying on the bed and watching the excitement outside, his parents did not dare to speak loudly, so they carefully accompanied him.

It's not bad to have a festival like this once in a while.

"I just disappeared, it will be suspicious."

Putting down the pen and paper, Ling Xian raised his head, inadvertently brushed Chen Sha's lips, and then hurriedly looked away.

The small paper in front of him is full of all possible situations and countermeasures, and there is not much time left to allow failures to appear.

Don't want to be pushed away again, this time he wants to take the initiative to find out the truth behind it.

Everything is ready, and I will leave for Lingjia Town later.

In the morning, while Chensha was still asleep, Ling Xian quietly went back to the world, walked around the quiet campus at five o'clock in the morning, and regarded it as a final farewell, and his intuition told him that this trip would lead nowhere.

Chen Sha pondered for a while, then suddenly leaned close to Ling Xian, wrapped her fingers around a strand of hair, pulled it off lightly, took the blank paper on the side, folded it a few times, pinched a stick on it, and put it on. to him.

paper man?And a little ugly.

"What are you doing?" You can't squeeze such a thing out to make him happy.

"Now it has a little bit of your spiritual consciousness. It can take on your appearance and put it in the school. As long as you still have consciousness, you can control it."

Chen Sha looked at the crooked paper figurine in front of her, very satisfied.

The paper puppet can indeed do some things instead of its master, but it is a bit far-fetched to achieve the effect that Chensha said. Looking at the crooked paper puppet, Ling Xian couldn't help worrying that the shape it turned out would also be so crooked.

But I can't think of a better way for a while, I just hope that this thing won't become the existence of campus ghost talk in the future.

The sky was pale, and Ling Xian left the school after carefully hiding the paper figurine in the bedding.

He took out the Wind Control Talisman he had begged from the professor before, and with a flick of his hand, he rose steadily into the air.

The sound of the hunting wind was transmitted to Chensha through the earrings, and he always grasped the movements here. It is actually more convenient and safer to go to the ghost domain, but unlike Chensha, he cannot appear in the human world in the state of a soul, so he had to divide his troops to rush to the world. Lingjia Town.

Ling Xian tried to manipulate the paper puppet, and the bedding swelled up, and the little paper puppet gradually grew bigger and turned into his own image.

Slowly opening his eyes, a shadow fell, facing Professor Shang's smiling face.

Ling Xian:!

One didn't react, and almost hit the cliff in front, barely stopped and flew up, avoiding the raised rocks.

Sensing the abnormality, Chen Sha asked, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing." While dealing with Chen Sha, Ling Xian also manipulated the paper puppet to deal with the professor in his mind. Fortunately, the paper puppet's actions depended entirely on its consciousness, otherwise it would have revealed itself.

Ever since he found out that the professor and Chen Sha were not getting along well, he tried his best not to let them have any chance of contact.

"...Professor, why are you here?" The paper puppet pulled out a forced smile, dutifully playing the role of the original body.

The professor grabbed its face and pulled it vigorously from both sides: "You brat, you still want to fool me with a piece of paper!" Pushing the glasses that had slid down, he continued, "Where are you going to be so happy?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Ling Xian decided to tell the truth: "Something happened in my hometown, and it may...be impossible to come back in a while."

God knows why the professor came to look for him in the dormitory early in the morning. As long as there is no class, the old man will sleep until midnight.

"... Well, if you encounter difficulties, please remember to call me." The professor no longer made any trouble, and his tone was rarely softened.

Seeing that the paper puppet was silent, the professor knocked on its head, and raised his voice again: "I am an old man, it's not time for me to be useless!"

"I know... I know." Ling first manipulated the paper puppet to rub his head, and then grabbed the corner of his clothes, showing an aggrieved expression.

It's good if someone is willing to help, but this matter is too deep, and he doesn't want to involve the professor.

Arriving at the boundary of Lingjia Town, Ling Xian landed slowly and straightened his wind-blown hair.

A shadow flashed behind him, and Chensha also appeared, secretly looking at this place that had left for a thousand years.

Lingjia Town is located in the mountains, but the territory is very wide, and there is still a distance from the entrance.

It was not good for the townspeople to see someone flying in the sky, so he came down early.

Just as he was about to go in, there was a rustling sound from the bushes beside him, and a man in Tsing Yi walked towards him, holding a spotless whisk in his hand.

The visitor's facial features were soft, and he didn't seem to be malicious, but Chen Sha still stepped forward and blocked Ling Xian behind him, acting as a protector.

The man in Tsing Yi stood still a few steps away, looked away from Chensha, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Zhu Yu, my teacher sent me to enter the village with you."

After hesitating for a moment, Ling Xian stepped forward, held the man's hand back, and patted Chensha on the back with the other hand.

Since he said "we", he must have seen the ghost king, which shows that this person's background is not simple.

"Hello, Ling Xian. Your master?"

Zhu Yu felt the increased strength in his hand, and the inexplicable smell of gunpowder coming from Chen Sha's body, and couldn't help laughing: "It's also your...matchmaker."

Things are getting more and more interesting...

Ling Xian withdrew his hand and showed a spring-like smile.

Chen Sha stood between the two of them, intentionally keeping Zhu Yu from approaching Ling Xian, and the three of them just walked on the road in silence.

The closer to the village, the more something is wrong.

It was still early at this time, and there should be many townspeople who came out for activities outside the town, but now not only were there no figures, there was no sound at all.

There was no chirping of insects or birds, no sound could be heard here, no living things could be seen, and even the air was still, dead silent.

When he came to the entrance, Ling Xian finally felt something was wrong.

A faint black air lingered over the town, and the entire Lingjia Town was shrouded in it, as if isolated from the outside world.

Arrays are set up here.

Zhu Yu stepped forward first, stretched out his palm to cover the black air, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling something.

"Not good, this formation can only enter but not exit."

Withdrawing his hand, his face became serious.

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Cough, it’s my first time writing, and I’m still a little rusty

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