Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

On this day, Song Yan and Mu Xiu were in the room, eating the food they brought, and they didn't come downstairs until it was completely dark.

The shop owner was still sitting in her original seat, staring blankly at a black and white TV in the small hall.

When Song Yan and Mu Xiu passed by, her eyes raised slightly, and then she frowned slightly annoyedly. She followed, leaned against the door, and told her in a cold tone, "My front door will be closed at 9 o'clock in the evening, come back In the evening, enter through the back door."

"Okay," Song Yan stopped. He looked back at the shop owner and nodded slightly, "Thank you."

The store owner's eyes finally met Song Yan's, and the slight shock disappeared in an instant. She recognized Song Yan, and she stood by the door watching Song Yan and Mu Xiu disappear at the end of the road, and then she turned and walked back.

"I'm back, I'm really back... Heh."

Song Yan and Mu Xiu didn't hear the shop owner's murmur too vaguely. They were walking on the small town road where the lights went off and on again. In an instant, it became a bustling city.

Mingyue Town is a veritable ghost town. Among the many tasks Tan Guang provided to Song Yan, one was related to Mingyue Town.

Most of these moving ghosts are indeed ghosts, but some of them are reappearances of past images, interspersed among the restless ghosts, it is difficult to distinguish.

"Hey, someone who has enough work has come to Mingyue Town..."

A white-clothed ghost with disheveled hair blocked the way of Song Yan and Mu Xiu, with his hair raised, he showed his deliberately distorted facial features, waiting for Song Yan and Mu Xiu to bump into him.

The white-clothed ghost stopped two steps in front of him, Song Yan looked at him, and asked calmly, "I want to go to Mingyue Cave, can you show me the way?"

After saying that, Song Yan opened his palm slightly, and it was a piece of black pastry the size of a thumb.

This is the food that Song Yan specially made for the ghosts in the family. One piece can last for half a month. Not only the ghosts in the family like it, but even Huang Po and Old Man Song sell it very well.

When going out this time, Song Yan also brought a lot, just to pay the reward when he wanted to ask ghosts for help.

"You know Mingyue Cave! No, no, you, you, you...can you see me?"

One moment, the ghost in white was majestic and wanted to scare Song Yan and Mu Xiu, but the next moment he squatted at the corner in front of a house more than ten meters away, his expression changed from fearful to timid, and he wanted to run away without a trace.

Song Yan didn't answer, he broke off the small pastry and threw it in the direction of the white-clothed ghost. The white-clothed ghost instinctively opened its mouth and began to chew quickly.

"Go?" Song Yan showed the remaining cakes to the ghost in white again.

The ghost in white moved a few steps closer to Song Yan and Mu Xiu, nodded hesitantly, "I can only take you nearby."

"Okay," Song Yan nodded, then broke off half of the pastry and threw it to the ghost in white, and he put away the rest.

There are trading rules in the transaction, how much the white-clothed ghost does for him, and how much he pays.Compassion and pity for these emotions, Song Yan has limited rules.

The white-clothed ghost didn't dare to have any objection to this, he always kept a distance of ten steps ahead and led the way, turning his head to look at Song Yan and Mu Xiu with a probing and fearful look from time to time.

Mingyue Town at night and Mingyue Town during the day are almost two places. Outside the main road, there are branch roads like spider webs. If you don't know the way, you can go around in circles, which is lucky.

If you are unlucky, you may even walk directly into the territory of some ghosts, and it is not impossible to become a meal on the plate.

The ghost in white led them for nearly an hour before the environment around them changed. There were fewer dilapidated houses and more and more exposed rocks.

"Wait," Song Yan called out to the white-clothed ghost leading the way. He stopped, took out a long windbreaker from his backpack, and put it on Mu Xiu. Then he held Mu Xiu's hand tightly and looked at the white-clothed ghost. Ghost, "Let's go."

The ghost in white was much less wary of Song Yan and Mu Xiu, and before he knew it, the distance of ten steps became seven steps, and now it became five steps again.

He looked at Song Yan, and asked a little puzzled, "He is so weak, he must be a burden, why did you take him with you?"

Mu Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the white-clothed ghost, but when Song Yan turned his head towards him, his expression was still so cute and harmless, as if he hadn't heard the white-clothed ghost say those bad things about him.

"It's not a burden, he will follow, I feel at ease."

Song Yan's words were not an answer to the ghost in white, but a habitual way to appease Mu Xiu.

The white-clothed ghost stopped, and then he entered the surrounding area of ​​Mingyue Cave. He had finished what he promised Song Yan.

"I don't understand what you people think," the white-clothed ghost continued to complain. He was sane and healthy, and he no longer classified himself as a human being. He rubbed his hands and felt cold.

This is also one of the reasons why Song Yan wanted to add clothes to Mu Xiu before. Mingyue Cave is also called Cold Moon Cave. Not only people will feel cold, but ghosts are no exception.

Song Yan took out the Qianhu clothes from his backpack, and before he put them on, he gave them to Mu Xiu, who helped Song Yan put them on.

After straightening the Qianhu clothes for Song Yan, Mu Xiu lowered his head and kissed Song Yan's cheek, "It looks good."

The clothes patched together from various rags are comparable to a beggar's outfit, but when worn on Song Yan's body, it looks like he is wearing ancient fairy clothes.

Mu Xiu suddenly turned his head to stare at the white-clothed ghost who still refused to leave, and reminded, "You can leave."

The white-clothed ghost stared back at Mu Xiu, an ordinary man who was too weak in his eyes. Suddenly, his hair stood on end, and with a whoosh, he was really scared and disappeared.

"You can jump faster than a rabbit, no wonder you live so long."

The white-clothed ghost is an old ghost that he and Song Yan locked after walking through most of Mingyue Town. It has existed in Mingyue Town for at least a hundred years. It is not a ghost king, nor is it a ghost. He has a vigilance that other ghosts rarely have. , commonly known as cowards.

Song Yan glanced at Mu Xiu's smile after frightening the ghost, he took Mu Xiu's hand, and they continued walking to the interior of Mingyue Cave.

"Mingyue Cave also has another name, Mirror Cave, no matter what you see later, don't pay too much attention to it, those... are all over..."

Song Yan and Mu Xiu gave a warning, and then turned around, a child in an adult's padded jacket fell heavily in front of them.

In front of them are no longer bare rocks, but thick snow, all over the sky, boundless snow.

The child fell heavily, and he couldn't get up from the ground for a long time. A small frequency of shaking also showed that he was alive, and he tried to stand up and continue running.

Finally, after a minute or two, the child stood up, and the hat was pushed back by the cold wind, revealing his immature face.

His complexion was whiter than the snow around him, his eyebrows were lighter, but his eyelashes were very long, and there was still a little bit of snow that hadn't melted.But when Mu Xiu saw his eyes, his expression immediately froze, and his heart felt a pain of being squeezed.

The child's eyes are so beautiful, one black and one blue, as if part of the night and the sea are embedded in it.But what was equally shocking was the bruises on the corners of his mouth, cheeks and forehead from the beating.

He pulled up his hat, lowered his eyelids, and continued to run forward, directly piercing Song Yan's thigh, and then dissipated like a phantom, and the snow and biting chill disappeared together.

"I said don't take it too seriously..."

Song Yan's eyes lowered, and he repeated the words with Mu Xiu. Of course, he also knew that this was a bit embarrassing for Mu Xiu.

What they saw just now was the scene 16 years ago. In the winter when Song Yan walked out of Twilight City, Mingyue Town, which had never snowed, was blocked by heavy snow for a whole month.

Song Yan followed some people and left Mingyue Town on foot. If they didn't leave, they would starve to death and freeze to death in Mingyue Town.

However, the original journey took less than two days, and they walked for ten days, seven of which they circled around the Mingyue Cave. There were many dangers, both from the environment and from the people traveling with them.

Song Yan sighed softly, he took Mu Xiu's hand and continued to walk in, and then many scenes from that time reappeared before their eyes.

The evil place inspires evil thoughts, and several people who are extremely hungry choose to hunt helpless orphans like Song Yan at night. One day they lock on Song Yan who is obviously out of gregarious.

"What are you running for, little guy? Isn't it good for Uncle to hold you warm?"

Harsh banter came from behind, Xiao Songyan ran without looking back, ran with all his strength, fell down, hurt from the fall, as long as he still had a little strength, he would get up and continue running.

Xiao Song Yan was very clever, took off his cotton jacket to confuse those people, and shrank himself near a rock, and escaped unharmed.

He returned to the team the next day and told the adults in the team about the evil deeds of those people. Not only did he not receive protection and trust, but he was also accused of viciousness, saying that he was sociating discord.

Even... just watched him being beaten up by the people who wanted to "eat" him last night.

Song Yan had already given up trying to appease Mu Xiu. He looked at those vicious and ugly faces for a moment, and then turned his gaze to the people around him who were watching him being beaten. Only then did he realize that it wasn't that no one believed his words.

It's just that they thought it was a more sensible choice not to make evil with those people than to defend him who had no relatives and no reason.

Mu Xiu squatted down slightly, looking at Xiao Song Yan who was almost out of breath after being beaten, his eyes were bloodshot, and the whole ghost was on the verge of going berserk.

And he can't do anything, it's just a reappearance of the past image, no matter how powerful he is, he can't change anything that has happened.

This time the reappearance was the same as before, only fragmentary, Mu Xiu failed to see what happened to Song Yan next, and his eyes returned to the silent reddish-brown rocky land under the moonlight.

"and after?"

Mu Xiu looked back at Song Yan, feeling extremely distressed by the calmness on Song Yan's face.

"Later... the few people who beat me later died."

Song Yan squatted beside Mu Xiu as he spoke, gently rubbing Mu Xiu's hair, and told him carefully, "I watched them go to the heart of Mingyue Cave, saw them being torn apart by countless evil spirits, and their souls were not destroyed. Let go."

"Damn it," Mu Xiu nodded affirmatively, he embraced Song Yan, his eyes turned cold, "Damn it all!"

Not only the perpetrators, but also those who watched and indulged, in Mu Xiu's eyes, deserved to die.

"Let's keep going, we're almost there."

Song Yan supported Mu Xiu's waist, and the two stood up together. They walked for a while, and the uneven reddish-brown rocky surface was replaced by a flat piece of red soil. They came to the surface of the hinterland of Mingyue Cave.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu went to Mingyue Grotto not to review those not-so-good experiences, but for the specialty of Mingyue Grotto, the Blood Evil Stone.

Master and apprentice Lin Ruijin once tried to use this kind of stone to destroy the terrain of Xiaohe Town. It is very useful in Taoism, and witchcraft is no exception. They all came to Mingyue Town, and Song Yan wanted to pick some back.

Song Yan turned his head to look at the heavy-pressed Mu Xiu, and suddenly felt that this plan was not a good one.

"Sit here and wait for me, it will be fine soon."

Song Yan pressed Mu Xiu's shoulders and let him sit on the small blanket he had laid out.

"Okay," Mu Xiu nodded, he didn't want Song Yanbai to go to Mingyue Cave, the moon is full today, all the ghosts are carnival, this Mingyue Cave is the safest place in Mingyue Town.

Song Yan didn't start working right away, he continued to look at Mu Xiu for a while, squatted down, and kissed Mu Xiu's lips, then got up and took the tools to dig stones in the soil in front of him.

An hour later, Song Yan came back and put more than a dozen blood stones of different sizes on the carpet where Mu Xiu was sitting. These harvests were completely unexpected. He thought he would be lucky if he could dig two or three a night. up.

Mu Xiu was not surprised by this. He held Song Yan's hand and pulled the glove away. Five red dots appeared in Song Yan's palm, because after coming to Mingyue Cave, the red dots became darker.

"Yan Yan's physique is very special."

Mu Xiu's bad mood was finally digested, he pulled Song Yan again, pulled him into his arms and hugged him, and promised in a low voice, "It won't happen in the future."

In the future, he will never let anyone and ghosts hurt Song Yan, never!

Song Yan knelt down in front of Mu Xiu, took the initiative to snuggle into Mu Xiu's arms, and let him hold him. He patted Mu Xiu's back with some distress, "Mu Xiu is good, don't be sad, okay?"

Compared with those not-so-good experiences, Song Yan was more distressed by the impact on Mu Xiu.

He hoped that Muxiu was happy before meeting him, and would only be happier after meeting him.