Dressed up as his brother

The sound of "bang" startled Chongyang, who was nestled on the sofa watching the drama, Chongyang turned around with the chicken leg in his mouth, and saw a panicked little face.

"Why are you opening the door so loudly?" He was so scared that he almost choked on the chicken leg.

"Brother." Little Chongming's eyes lit up when he saw Chongyang, and with a cry, he plunged into Chongyang's arms like a small cannonball.

"Cough." Throat tightened, Chongyang finally failed to escape the fate of being choked on the chicken leg.

Chongyang blushed, and managed to slip away the little boy who was pressing against his stomach: "What are you doing, you're so surprised?"

"Grandpa Qin and the others said that you were injured. Brother, where did you get hurt? Is it serious?" Xiao Chongming's eyes suddenly turned red as he spoke.

"I'm not injured, they lied to you." Chong Yang wasn't lying, after all his injuries couldn't be seen from the outside.

"Really?" Xiao Chongming's big eyes were full of suspicion.

Chongyang looked at the child's red eyes, and clicked his tongue angrily: "Did you see that I was hurt?"

Xiao Chongming shook his head.

"Why are you so easy to deceive, you believe everything others say, and you still shed tears, wipe them off for me." Chongyang frowned in disgust.

Xiao Chongming wiped his tears obediently, he didn't want to cry, but he had a nightmare, dreaming that everyone was beating him, and he was not allowed to go to his brother.He was scared and wronged, and couldn't help crying when he saw his brother.

"Xiao Chongming is awake?" Nanrong came in with a bowl of egg noodles, "Just in time, Mr. Qin made noodles for you, come and eat."

When Xiao Chongming smelled the aroma of the food, his stomach suddenly growled, and he turned around and ran towards Nanrong: "Has Grandpa Qin cooked noodles for me again?"

"That's right." During dinner, Mr. Qin saw Gouzi come back with a takeaway, and couldn't bear the thought that Xiao Chongming would follow suit, so he reckoned the time and made a bowl of noodles for Xiao Chongming.Then I called Nanrong to pick it up.

"Hey, why are you crying? You don't have any shoes on." Xiao Chongming ran close, and Nan Rong saw Xiao Chongming's red eyes and bare feet at a glance.Fortunately, it's summer, so it won't be cold.

"He didn't see me when he woke up, so he cried in fright." Chongyang looked at the fried chicken in his hand, and then at the bowl of carefully cooked egg noodles in Xiao Chongming's hand, he suddenly felt bad.

"No, I... I had a nightmare." Xiao Chongming said stubbornly.

Chongyang cut.

Every time Xiao Chongming turned into a ghost, he would come back and say that he was dreaming. Nanrong guessed that it should be something during the day that left Xiao Chongming with a bad impression.

Nan Rong didn't want Xiao Chongming to be immersed in the nightmare, so he changed the subject and said: "Xiao Chongming, look at your brother, do you feel any difference?"

Little Chongming tilted his head to look at Chongyang, who was gnawing chicken wings cross-legged.

"No." My brother still looks so ugly while eating.

Nanrong also couldn't bear to look directly at Chongyang's demeanor at this time, Chongyang at this time and Chongyang who walked out of the villa during the day were completely different, the mysterious temperament of that body was gone.

"Look at his hair." Nanrong reminded.

"Hey, my brother's hair has grown again." Xiao Chongming discovered his brother's long hair tied behind his back.

again?Chongyang raised his eyebrows.

"Your brother had long hair before." Nanrong asked curiously.

"Well, when my brother has long hair, he can fight very well." Xiao Chongming said.

Chongyang looked at the swearing Xiao Chongming with a strange expression, the little devil has seen his own long hair?Could it be that he saw him when he seized the house?No, when he seized the house, the little ghost had just started to turn into a ghost, so it stands to reason that he shouldn't have yin and yang eyes.And the little ghost talked about fighting, when did he fight in front of the little ghost in the form of long hair.

Nan Rong didn't think there was anything wrong with Xiao Chongming's words, he just thought that Chongyang had used a secret technique to grow hair before, and Xiao Chongming had seen it.

"Go and put on your shoes after eating the noodles." Nan Rong pinched Xiao Chongming's bulging cheeks.

"Uh-huh."

"What are you thinking about?" Nan Rong walked to Chongyang, seeing him frowning in thought, couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Chongyang quickly regained consciousness.

Nan Rong glanced at him, without asking any further questions, bent down to tidy up the messy sofa made by Chongyang, and then sat and watched the drama together.After seven or eight minutes, Xiao Chongming finished his noodles, went back to the house, put on his slippers, and took the bowl to the kitchen to wash it up. He planned to go next door to return the bowl to Grandpa Qin tomorrow morning.

Xiao Chongming slept all afternoon, and now he is not sleepy. Seeing his two elder brothers sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, he happily ran over and carefully squeezed between them.

"It's so hot." Chongyang scolded in disgust, but didn't move his body away.Nan Rong raised his hand and touched Xiao Chongming's head, handed him a bag of snacks, and asked him if he wanted to see dinosaurs.

Xiao Chongming hummed, and Nanrong decisively switched to the children's station with the remote control, regardless of Chongyang's accusing gaze.Chongyang slashed, shot the snack in Xiao Chongming's hand like revenge, opened it and ate half a pack before returning it to Xiao Chongming.Xiao Chongming was not angry either, he nestled between the two older brothers, looked to the left for a while, looked to the right for a while, then lowered his head and laughed out loud.

"Why are you giggling if you don't watch TV?" Chongyang said angrily.

"I'm happy."

"Looking at a dinosaur will make you so happy. Didn't I buy you a mobile phone?" Nowadays, children play with mobile phones since they were young.

"But I haven't watched it with you guys. The last time it was like this was when Mom and Dad were around." When mentioning Mom and Dad, Xiao Chongming's tone became a little depressed.

Chongyang curled his lips, reached out and took a bag of potato chips from the coffee table, and stuffed it into Xiao Chongming's arms: "Here."

"I haven't finished this bag yet." Xiao Chongming's small arms couldn't hold two bags of snacks.

Nanrong watched the interaction between the two brothers with a smile.

As the night grew darker, the animation changed from dinosaurs to sheep and then into bears. Xiao Chongming finally had pajamas again, and fell asleep in Chongyang's arms.

Chongyang looked down at him, got up and carried him into the room, while Nan Rong was still sitting on the sofa watching TV, and was about to change the channel with the remote control, when footsteps sounded again behind him.

"So fast?" Nan Rong looked surprised, he didn't follow up specifically to leave time for Chongyang and Xiao Chongming to say goodbye.

"Go early and return early." Chongyang raised his hand, and the murderous soldiers flew into Chongyang's hands.

"That's right." Nan Rong also beckoned, and the soul-calling flag he placed in the corner of the room also flew over, "When we come back, maybe Xiao Chongming hasn't woken up yet."

If he hadn't come back, Xiao Chongming wouldn't have woken up either.

"Weng Om~"

"Quickly open the door." The ancient fierce soldier seemed very excited.

"You are very excited." Does this guy have a grudge against the Lord of Ghosts?

"Weng Om~"

"There will be a chance to change masters soon, can I not be excited?"

"I'll fuck you!" Chongyang slammed his sword hard, and stepped on it twice to relieve his hatred.

"What are you doing?" Seeing this, Nanrong's expression changed drastically.The big battle is imminent, it's fine if Chongyang doesn't have a good relationship with the magic weapon, but even stepped on the sword, this fierce soldier has a sword spirit.

"It said he was very excited to change the owner." Chongyang relayed.

As soon as Chongyang loosened his feet, the murderous soldiers flew up, buzzing angrily in the air.

"Chongyang, don't think that I will do my best to help you. I will be passive and let the master of ghosts kill you."

"Heh~, let's see if you die first or I die first." His majestic sword master can still be threatened by a sword.

Although Nan Rong didn't know what the fierce soldier said, he could guess a thing or two from Chongyang's answer. Although there was a contract between the fierce soldier and Chongyang, he was not afraid of the fierce soldier's rebellion during the battle, but he was passive and sabotaged and tried his best. The combat power shown in the past is completely different.

"I'll talk to Mr. Jian." Without waiting for Chongyang's consent, Nan Rong held the murderous soldier and walked to the other side of the living room, whispering something to the murderous soldier.

Chongyang watched from a distance, and didn't know what Nanrong said, but through the contract with the fierce soldier, he could feel the joyous emotion of the fierce soldier.Don't need to think about it, I also know that Nanrong has promised the benefits of the fierce soldiers.

It has not been a day or two since this stupid sword coveted Nanrong's luck power.

"Okay." Nanrong handed the murderous soldier who had regained his calm to Chongyang.

Chongyang took the weapon, and said speechlessly: "You don't need to pay attention to it, the fierce soldier is warlike, no matter how reluctant he is now, when it really fights, it can't control itself."

That's why Chongyang knew that the fierce soldier had a weapon spirit but still didn't like it very much.Fierce Soldiers are born of blood and fighting, and fighting and killing are the meaning of its existence.

Nan Rong smiled and said nothing: "Let's go."

Said, Nanrong raised his hand and opened the ghost gate.

And at the moment when the ghost gate opened, Nanrong's cell phone rang.

Nanrong, who was about to step in, was taken aback for a moment, took it out to have a look, and found that it was Mr. Qin who called.Nanrong glanced at Chongyang, connected the phone and turned on the speakerphone.

"Elder Qin."

"Let's go." Qin Lao sensed the spatial fluctuation of the opening of the ghost gate.

"Yeah." Nanrong nodded.

"Where's Xiao Chongming?" Elder Qin asked.

"Sleeping." Nanrong said.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Elder Qin's voice sounded again: "You tell Chongyang that little Chongming will be fine with me here."

Hearing this, Nanrong subconsciously went to see Chongyang.

Chongyang rolled a big white eye.

"Also, I will definitely come back before dawn." After saying this, Elder Qin hung up the phone.

"This old man, you haven't set off yet, curse me first." Chongyang said angrily.

"Isn't there the latter sentence?" Nanrong said with a smile.

"Let's go." Chongyang stopped discussing and stepped into the ghost gate first.

Nanrong followed after him, and once he entered, he stretched out the soul-calling flag, and the light golden spiritual power mixed with the power of luck circulated, creating a golden space in the pitch-black ghost creature.

In an instant, all the ghosts who were wandering unconsciously turned their heads and looked over.

"Will it be too high-profile?" Chong Yang asked.

"You are here to kill the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures, you will lose your momentum if you sneak around," Nan Rong said.

"Makes sense."

"I'll take you there, you don't need to worry about these wandering spirits." As he said, Nanrong injected a spiritual power into the handle of the umbrella, and the golden light of the summoning flag rose sharply, and the bell hanging on the tip of the umbrella jingled crisply. All of a sudden, the wandering souls around covered their ears and retreated in pain.

"With such a powerful weapon, why haven't you used it before?" There is already this magic weapon that can disperse wandering souls, and it doesn't have to be so hard in the ghosts and beasts a few times before.

"Before, I wanted to save some energy." Nan Rong said.

Chongyang paused and looked sideways at Nanrong.

"Let's go, the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures may already be waiting for us." Nanrong didn't explain anything, only calm and firm in his eyes.

Chong Yang felt emotional ups and downs and wanted to say something, but he knew that no matter what he said at this time, Nan Rong would not go back.

"The ghost creature is too big, he may not be able to perceive us." There are countless ghosts wandering in the ghost creature, and occasionally one or two living people enter, like a drop of ink dripping into the sea, it will be diluted in an instant.

"Then how do we find him?" Nan Rong frowned, this is not a good thing, the anger and spiritual power of a living person will continue to be consumed if they stay in the ghost for too long.

"After entering the depths of the ghost beast, I have a way to make him appear on his own initiative." Chongyang said.

Nanrong was a little curious, but he was not in a hurry to ask questions. Instead, he held an umbrella and continued to move forward, and under the guidance of the little ghost king's ghost spirit, he entered the depths of ghosts.

Chongyang stopped in his tracks, reached out and took out a ball of paper from his pocket.

Nan Rong glanced at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Little Chongming's blood?"

"En." Chongyang nodded triumphantly.

"Where did Xiao Chongming get so much blood? Did you beat him secretly?" Nan Rong expressed doubts.

"What are you thinking? I need to beat him secretly?"

"..." Nan Rong.

"He wrestled and knocked on his own. At most, I rummaged through the trash can." Chongyang said.

Digging through the trash can also gave me a sense of accomplishment.

Chongyang didn't speak any more, just flicked his fingers, and flicked the bloody paper ball towards a ghost general who was rushing towards them.

With a loud bang, the ghost general was blown into fly ash by the ball of paper before he could cry out in pain, and at the same time blasted away all the wandering souls within a radius of more than ten meters.

A ghost king who was about to pounce in the distance paused, turned around and ran away.

"Didn't it mean that the wandering souls in the ghost creature are ignorant? Why are they still afraid?" Nan Rong asked strangely.

"Because this is the blood of the master of ghosts." The little ghost king is another master of ghosts and the highest existence of ghosts.

"Nonsense, this deity is the only master of the ghost creature." A cloud of ghost energy seemed to be cut from the space of the ghost creature, and it fell to the ground and transformed into a human form. The fog shrouded it, only revealing a pair of green eyes.But after a few days, the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures has already learned to use the class title of the deity.

"It turns out that you are really shameless." Chongyang realized that he had misunderstood the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures. This guy was not shameless, but really shameless.

"I haven't found a unique and perfect face yet." He has the ability to change his soul shape, so he naturally wants to make a perfect face for himself.

As he said that, the eyes of the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures fell on Nan Rong who was standing with an umbrella.

Nan Rong frowned, but did not avoid it.

"You are the most perfect face I have ever seen. If I can't find a more satisfactory face, I will use your face." The ghost master said flatly.

Nanrong didn't have much reaction after hearing it, but Chongyang quit. This is a face that grows in his aesthetics, but if the owner of this face is the lord of ghosts and monsters, Chongyang just thinks about killing people, not killing ghosts. I have my heart.

"Should die." The fierce soldier came out of his body, pointing his sword at the lord of ghosts and monsters, full of hostility, blocking a huge vacuum circle with a radius of [-] meters centered on Chongyang.

The fierce soldiers hummed and jumped for joy.As Chongyang said, it was born for fighting.Moreover, it is a winner regardless of whether it wins or loses this battle.

If he wins, he can devour the master of ghosts and creatures; if he loses, he can devour the master of Chongyang.

I'm so happy! !

The murderous soldier was jumping and excited, and the radius of 50 meters was expanded by another [-] meters in the murderous soldier's joy.

"You are no match for this deity, even though you are much stronger." The ghost master said calmly.

"You'll only know after fighting this kind of thing." Chongyang provocatively said.

"You're not afraid that you will die here, and he will die outside." Of course he was referring to the Little Ghost King.

"It's you who should be worried. If I die, he will return to ghosts without the bondage left in the human world."

The Lord of Ghosts and Creatures sneered: "If you die, those celestial masters will definitely kill him and delay the opening of the gate of purgatory."

"If that's the case, what are you afraid of? Kill me. Or, you know that he won't die easily in this world." Chongyang laughed loudly, as if he had a chance to win, he slashed out with a sword, "So, be careful, don't kill me. Leave me alone, otherwise, my brother will come back."

The Lord of Ghosts and Creatures had cold eyes, and he raised his hand to meet him.

Nan Rong stepped back a hundred meters and watched the battle from a distance.

The author says:

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