Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

Song Yan's gaze no longer fell on Grandma Ghost, he took a closer look at Mu Xiu through the dim light of the talisman paper, and then leaned closer to smell it, for fear that Mu Xiu might accidentally be contaminated with the evil spirit of blood.

"I'm fine," Mu Xiu reassured Song Yan that he had no chance to make a move, not to mention being infected with blood evil spirit, the ghost kings on other underground floors might not be able to sense his coming.

"Well," Song Yan nodded slightly, then touched Mu Xiu's forehead and cheeks, and then slightly tightened Mu Xiu's windbreaker that he had done many rituals.

In fact, it is really not a good idea to take Mu Xiu to Twilight City, but before he knew it, Mu Xiu couldn't do without him, and he couldn't do without Mu Xiu. He had to put Mu Xiu under his nose so that he could feel at ease , to concentrate.

"My Yan Yan is awesome," Mu Xiu raised his eyes and glanced at the talisman paper, then leaned closer to rub Song Yan, and praised without hesitation.

Song Yan continued to look at Mu Xiu, without a smile on his face, but his eyes were very gentle.

The former Song Yan never had such gazes. He has suffered too much, and he has always maintained vigilance and isolation of the boundaries of the world and the people and things around him. He will not easily cross the boundaries, and he will not allow other things to cross the boundaries.

After falling in love with Muxiu, he felt the warmth little by little, and learned to give back the warmth and to be gentle.

Grandma Ghost really ate too slowly, Song Yan took out the blanket again, he and Mu Xiu sat down, the twilight of the talisman paper shrank to the darkest, sinking and floating in his palm, they leaned together and continued to wait.

"Was Yan Yan alone at that time?" Mu Xiu asked in a low voice.

Little Song Yan, who is only five years old, has to wait alone in such a dark and closed environment, which is no better than being frightened or attacked by ghosts.

"I should be the only one here, I won't remember from now on..."

Even the memory about Grandma Ghost came to me by accident after coming here.

After a little silence, he continued to answer Mu Xiu, "Here...it's okay."

He was born in darkness and grew up in darkness. This first-level environment was nothing to him.

"En," Mu Xiu responded softly, and then continued to hug Song Yan, neither tight nor loose, but could make Song Yan feel his presence and closeness at any time.

Waiting and waiting, finally, Grandma Gui ate all three pastries in hand.

The sound of "creak, creak" sounded, and the bone-like grandma ghost finally had the strength to change her posture, and at the same time a round stone rolled out of the skeleton beside her.

Song Yan leaned over and picked up the stone, it was pure black, and its aura was completely different from the bloody stone on the surface of the Mingyue Cave.

Song Yan pulled Mu Xiu up, put away the blanket, and they walked around the wall, then Song Yan held the stone tightly, tightened Mu Xiu's hand, and walked directly towards the earthen wall.

With one step, the environment changes completely. At a glance, it is full of sparkling light red flowers and light blue butterflies fluttering among the endless flowers.

This kind of butterfly also exists in Song Yan's family. It is the most common butterfly during the day, but at night, the butterfly's wings will emit a light blue phosphorescent light, and it is also called the butterfly.

Song Yan had never seen these flowers before, but it did not prevent him from confirming their name, Minghua, which only blooms in places with strong ghost and cloudy aura, and blooms once every ten years, and every three years.

Song Yan finally found the root cause of his fuzzy memory. After staying in the dark flowers for a long time, inhaling too much fragrance will affect the short-term memory, directly forgetting or confusing.

Song Yan turned his head to look at Mu Xiu, who An Ran followed him, and nodded slightly, but his other hand did not move.

After a few moments passed, a ghost butterfly landed on Song Yan's fingertips, its small tentacles gently rubbed, it seemed to be observing Song Yan, and felt a little kindness from Song Yan.

The underworld butterflies in Song Yan's family also went for a walk by the river one day when Song Yan and Mu Xiu went for a walk, one flew on Song Yan's shoulder and followed him back, and later multiplied dozens of them.

Song Yan gently moved his fingertips towards the center of his eyebrows, and whispered, "Take me to find your master."

After the words fell, the underworld butterfly flew up, and Song Yan pulled Mu Xiu carefully through the flowers to follow.

At the same time, there were many ghost butterflies flying around them, and they liked Song Yan's breath very much.

Mu Xiu stared at the butterflies for a moment, then let go of Song Yan's hand, and wrapped his arms around Song Yan's waist to continue walking.

Song Yan lowered his eyes to glance at Mu Xiu's hand, but he didn't pull it away, but pressed his hand on Mu Xiu's hand.

When they walked to the end of the sea of ​​flowers, they saw a flower house, a house made of twisted and twisted giant ghost flowers. It was very special and beautiful. Compared with the surface layer and the first floor, this place was not at all as dangerous as in the legend. Heavy Moon Cave.

"A rare visitor, Mr. Mu is actually free to visit Mingyue Grotto."

No body was seen, a female voice with a little tact came first, and then these huge Ming flowers twitched, a woman in a red dress and long skirt jumped off a petal of the flower, and then leaned slightly to salute Mu Xiuxue.

Mu Xiu looked at the woman in red, and after a while, he recognized the female ghost in front of him, "Gu Hong, long time no see."

The smile on the face of the woman in red was even more obvious. With a wave of her plain hand, the clump of dark flowers not far in front of them quickly grew and wrapped around a table and three stools.

"Please sit down, both of you." Hong Gu raised her hand again. She continued to talk, but her eyes were on Mu Xiu's hand on Song Yan's waist. City, you must have missed a lot of news."

"Who is this……"

"Song Yan, my love is also the leader of the dark alliance," Mu Xiu said, and sat down with Song Yan in his arms.

This is the first time for Mu Xiu to know that Honggu, who has had business dealings with the Dark Alliance, lives in Mingyue Cave, but she is not particularly surprised. Every ghost king that has existed for a long time will have a hole card that is deeply hidden and not easy to be known. Ghost King Honggu is no exception.

"Congratulations," Hong Gu said, slowly got up and saluted Song Yan, "I am Hong Gu, and I have met Master Song."

Song Yan hasn't quite adapted to this kind of salute until now, especially Honggu's strong old habits, and her existence time may not be much shorter than Mu Xiu's.

Hong Gu got up, her eyes glanced at Song Yan and Mu Xiu, and she sat down by herself, her expression immediately turned cold.

"Mr. Mu needs to know that friendship is friendship, and rules are rules. If your goal is for Twilight City, I can't accommodate you here."

Her proper manners just showed that she couldn't give Song Yan and Mu Xiu a break.

"Please tell me," Song Yan said, Hong Gu is the ghost king that Mu Xiu knew, this was beyond their expectation, Hong Gu didn't plan to accommodate, so it's better to do what you want.

"It's not difficult to get past my second floor," Hong Gu said, her gaze fell on Song Yan, and she asked in a slow tone, "It depends on what you want to leave here, not much, just give me a plant It’s enough to spend the night.”

After saying that, she raised her hand, and placed a black seed on the Minghua table. She withdrew her hand and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan was chosen by Mu Xiu, so it is impossible for him to be ignorant like other ordinary people, how to raise a dark flower, Song Yan will not be ignorant.

Mu Xiu frowned slightly, but Song Yan reached out and picked up the Minghua seeds.

Song Yan looked at Hong Gu and continued to ask, "Is it all right as long as it blooms?"

Hong Gu was a little confused, but she still nodded, "Yes, as long as it blooms."

This sea of ​​dark flowers that can't be seen at a glance is basically bloomed in this way. There are many things left here. Those who are afraid of pain will leave a part of their soul here, and those who are not afraid of pain will leave a part of their body here. .

The flower of the underworld only blooms on fresh flesh and blood, or on the soul, choose one of the two, and this is the price that must be paid to enter the third floor.

As for leaving Mingyue Cave, it just depends on her mood. If she is in a good mood, if she doesn’t want anything, she won’t leave anyone behind. say something.

Song Yan rubbed the seeds carefully for a while, and he held the seeds tightly in his palm.

"My body no longer belongs to me alone, and I cannot give it to you."

Hearing Song Yan's words, Mu Xiu, who had a serious and vigilant face, immediately showed a little smile, and then got Hong Gu's contemptuous eyes.

"My soul and perception must also be complete, and I still can't give it to you..."

Song Yan said again, "But I can bless you, you will be the most beautiful flower here."

After finishing the words, Song Yan sent the hand holding the Minghua seed to the center of his eyebrows, and meditated on communication seriously. After a while, his palm slowly opened, and he lowered his head and kissed the flower seed lightly.

Hong Gu couldn't help shaking her head, and was about to remind Song Yan of her innocence, when she saw the seeds in Song Yan's palm sprouting so visible to the naked eye.

Little by little, the curly branches and leaves slowly opened and became bigger, and then a pure white flower bud emerged, and then slowly bloomed, little by little to the extreme, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

These told Hong Gu that this was not an illusion, but the reality that happened before her eyes, and Song Yan really relied on his blessing to make the flowers bloom.

Song Yan glanced at Honggu, he got up and looked around the surrounding soil, chose a spot to squat down, and buried the white flower in the palm of his hand in the soil to make it grow better.

"Aunt Hong, what do you say?"

Mu Xiu smiled proudly, looking at Hong Gu who was so shocked that she didn't know how to express it.

Naturally, they were not so blind. Song Yan used his blessings to bestow part of his soul energy on the seeds of the Minghua, which did not harm his body, but still met the conditions for the Minghua to bloom.

It is absolutely feasible in theory, but it is almost impossible for current warlocks to do so.

"Of course...you keep your word," Hong Gu glanced at Mu Xiu, and then at Song Yan who was concentrating on digging. She couldn't help but gossip with Mu Xiu.

"Mr. Mu, can you tell me, where did you find this baby, I want one too."

Mu Xiu raised his brows slightly when he heard this, and his tone of voice was full of undisguised pride, "It's hard to come by if you take it home."

To be honest, Mu Xiu is also very grateful for what he did 11 years ago, otherwise he would not be happy now.

Mu Xiu, who wants to be the king of happy ghosts, has redefined his happiness.

To be accompanied by Song Yan is what he wants to be happy.

Hong Gu curled her lips, a little displeased with Mu Xiu's flirtatiousness, but each ghost has different obsessions, and her pursuit is not quite the same as Mu Xiu's, so she is not particularly attached to it.

Song Yan gently stroked the white Minghua, he got up and walked back to Mu Xiu and sat down beside him.

"The concubine keeps her word, the passage is over there, and you can enter the third floor at any time."

The female ghost Wang Honggu raised her eyebrows and covered her mouth with a smile as she spoke, "It's really lively here today...Mr. Mu and Lord Song, do you want to stay and watch the fun together?"

Song Yan and Mu Xiu turned their heads to look together, and there was a team of seven people arriving outside the sea of ​​flowers. They circled around the flower house, and they didn't see the existence of one person and two ghosts on their side in their field of vision.

"No, my Yan Yan is not interested."

Mu Xiu withdrew his gaze, glanced at Hong Gu, then looked at Song Yan, then he held Song Yan's hand on his lap and pulled it to his lap, and asked in a low voice, "What did Yan Yan say?"

"you're right."

Song Yan nodded, when a butterfly flew past his sight.

Song Yan raised the hand that was not held by Mu Xiu, and another butterfly landed on his nameless fingernail, and then Song Yan smiled softly, "Do you want my blessing too?"

Honggu immediately turned her gaze away from the seven people on the periphery, and looked at Song Yan burningly.

When Song Yan and Ming Die were whispering, she had a vague feeling of deja vu, but she kept it for too long, and she couldn't immediately remember where the origin of this deja vu was.

Song Yan sent the butterfly to a position close to the center of his eyebrows, he closed his eyes and meditated for a moment before speaking again.

"I bless you to travel in the underworld and be free."

After Song Yan finished speaking, it was visible to the naked eye that this underworld butterfly had grown another pair of wings from the base of its wings.The phosphorescence on its wings was even more beautiful than before.

"To... to the butterfly..."

Honggu was even more surprised than seeing Song Yan use blessings to open Minghua before, she had never seen a sorcerer with such powerful soul power.

"It was about to mutate, I just helped it."

Song Yan looked at Hong Gu and explained that his blessings are not omnipotent and cannot violate the laws of nature.

Flowering of plants and trees is a law, and it is possible for the butterfly to advance into the reborn butterfly.

"This can also be regarded as a meeting gift for Mu Xiu and I to take the liberty of visiting."

Both Ming Hua and Ming Die are owned by Hong Gu, so if he helps Ming Die, he is helping Hong Gu.She and Mu Xiu are old acquaintances, and they have business dealings with the Dark Alliance, so this gift from him is appropriate.

Hong Gu smiled, the first sincere smile since she met Song Yan Muxiu.

She raised her hand, and the advanced past life butterfly landed on the back of her finger. She stood up and saluted, "Thank you."

"I'll send you."

Song Yan and Mu Xiu got up and followed Hong Gu's footsteps. The chairs and table they used to sit on were restored to their original state.

"Actually, there is a third method, kill me or save me."

Honggu turned her head and talked to Song Yan Muxiu, and giggled again, but this third method was more difficult than the first two, even if Muxiu fought against her in her domain, it was hard to say who would win or lose.

"It's here, you two go slowly."

Honggu stopped, leaving a door-width distance between the two dark flowers that were one person tall, and this was the passage leading to the third floor.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu turned their heads and nodded slightly to Hong Gu, then they walked into the room between the two dark flowers and disappeared.

Hong Gu turned her head, the smile on her face vanished immediately, and an angry look gradually appeared on her face, "It's really rude to go on the rampage!"

In order to find a way to go to the third floor, Zhou Lu's seven people had already destroyed many Ming flowers. Honggu has the ability to restore the destroyed Ming flowers, but she also hates their destructive behavior.

Especially after Song Yan's gentle comparison, the behavior of Zhou Lu and others became more and more unbearable for her.

"If you don't open seven flowers, no one will leave here!"