Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Before Yan Wenwen came back, Song Ci reluctantly stayed here.At the same time, in order to find out exactly what Zhong Jiuli was hiding, and he had nothing to do, he began to observe Zhong Jiuli's movements.

However, Zhong Jiuli didn't go out these days - except for grocery shopping and night running.

He would go out for a run at ten o'clock every night, and he ran for an hour. Song Ci was able to follow at first, but he couldn't walk after that. In the end, Zhong Jiuli dragged him back.

It was the same today, after running for more than ten minutes, Song Ci was out of breath. He supported his waist and watched Zhong Jiuli run farther and farther out of breath.

Those ghosts lurking in the dark seemed to have found an opportunity. They quietly bared their fangs and looked at Song Ci greedily.

Song Ci was still scared at first, not because he was afraid of ghosts, but because these ghosts were really ugly, and he would also be scared if someone looked like this.However, he's gotten used to it now, especially when he's so tired that he doesn't even want to breathe, and he's not in the mood to take care of those ghosts.

Anyway, he has the jade that Zhong Jiuli gave him.

A piece of strange looking white jade, this jade has a flawless luster and soft luster, the tentacles are not only not cold, but even warm.

As soon as these ghosts approached him, the jade would emit a faint light, and those ghosts immediately disappeared without a trace.

There are also stupid ghosts, who seem to have no memory, and come back after being scared away, repeating back and forth.

Song Ci guessed that this ghost was stupid.

He also found that as long as he was by Zhong Jiuli's side, those ghosts would not dare to approach, and only when Zhong Jiuli was far away, those ghosts would dare to come.

It seems that these ghosts also know that persimmons should be picked softly.

After resting on the chair for a while, his breathing calmed down a bit before he got up and went after Zhong Jiuli.

At this time, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Don't go there."

It still sounds like a young voice, and the voice is very low, which sounds quite magnetic.

Song Ci turned his head and saw a ghost wearing ancient costumes standing not far away looking at him. The ghost looked upright, not only did he not have a ghostly look on his face, but also had a gentle temperament. At first glance, he thought he was a living person.

When he spoke, the dimples at the corners of his mouth also appeared and disappeared, which looked a little cute.

"That's the celestial master. If you provoke him, he will accept you."

Song Ci was taken aback.

The ghost continued: "You just died, right? You have to remember that some people must stay far away from them."

Song Ci frowned, and just about to refute, he remembered Guan Lingyan's advice not to talk to ghosts.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, turned around, and continued to run in the direction of Zhong Jiuli.

The ghost chased after him, seeming a little anxious, "I didn't lie to you, he is really a celestial master." After a pause, he seemed to have come to his senses, and then said, "Do you not know that you are dead?"

Song Ci paused, and he looked at the ghost.The ghost looked at him very cautiously, and said softly: "Many people are like this, it's okay, the bad guys will come later, you just leave with them."

"Song Ci."

Zhong Jiuli's voice sounded. Seeing that Song Ci hadn't followed for a long time, he was worried that something might happen, so he ran back again.

Song Ci looked up and shouted, "I'm here."

In the blink of an eye, the ghost disappeared.

Song Ci scratched his head, walked up to Zhong Jiuli, and muttered, "I just met a ghost, who thought I was a ghost too, and asked me if I just died."

Zhong Jiu heart skipped a beat, he glanced at Song Ci calmly, "Really?"

Song Ci nodded, "Are ghost eyes so difficult these days?"

Zhong Jiuli hummed lightly, a little glad that it was dark now and Song Ci couldn't see his expression clearly, otherwise he would definitely be able to see that something was wrong with him.

When they were far away, the ghost who had stopped Song Ci appeared again, and he looked at Song Ci's back in surprise—this 'person' clearly looked like he was dying, how could he be a living person?

**

Song Ci woke up from a nap, still in a daze, before opening his eyes, he called out first, "Zhong Jiuli."

No movement.

Song Ci suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. There was no one beside him.He immediately turned over and got out of bed, searched the living room, study, bedroom, even the kitchen and bathroom, and then he was sure that Zhong Jiuli had gone out.

He circled back and forth in the room a few times and clicked his tongue impatiently.

An Yan on the tree raised her head, glanced at the room and then lowered her head, concentrating on confronting the fat cat covered in dark clouds and snow.

The cat didn't know why, so it set its eyes on the two fish he raised.

Song Ci walked into the study - Zhong Jiuli would stay here most of the time.

He flipped through a few books at random.At this moment, a piece of paper flew out from an old book, twirled in mid-air, and landed at his feet.

He bent down to pick it up, the paper had turned yellow and looked old, the handwriting on it was strong yet with a touch of softness, it was scribbled but elegant.

Song Ci couldn't help being attracted when he saw the word Tianshi.

"Nowadays, the generation of today's masters adores yang, destroys yin, and treats yin as evil and crooked. However, yin and yang are one, and yin does not grow alone, and yang does not grow alone... Yin is also a technique, and yang Art is also art, it just depends on who uses it. Furthermore, yin and yang interact with each other, restrain each other, coexist, and transform. If you want to achieve the Dao, you must not abandon both yin and yang arts... Dad, look at it, wait for Jiuli to grow up, I will teach him to practice Yin Jutsu, so that those hypocrites and real villains can see how they wrongly blamed you..."

Song Ci was taken aback when he saw this, and he looked at the last signature - your precious daughter Gu Qing.

It seems that this letter was written by Zhong Jiuli's mother to his grandfather.

After reading the letter, Song Ci also calmed down a little.He opened the book curiously, and the first thing that caught his eye was a few lines on the title page—Those who read this book should keep in mind that Yin arts are powerful, so you must not rush into practice, and if you are not greedy, it is easy to backfire, so proceed step by step For the best policy.

The handwriting is different from Gu Qing's, but there are some similarities. It seems to be Zhong Jiuli's grandfather's handwriting.

Song Ci continued to read, only to find that this is a notebook, which records some insidious techniques from ancient times to the present, and there are also some experience and some witty suggestions in the back. Song Ci was originally curious about the profession of celestial masters, and he gradually He was fascinated by it, and he didn't recover until there was a knock on the door outside the house.

The extinguished anger ignited again, and he walked out angrily, "Ha! How dare you—"

As soon as the door opened, Song Ci got stuck. Looking at the stranger at the door, he suppressed his anger and asked, "Who are you?"

There were two men and a woman standing outside the door, about the same age as him. The leader looked a little older, and seemed to be about the same age as Zhong Jiuli.

His facial features are domineering, his brows are pressed into his eyes, and his unsmiling appearance is somewhat similar to that of Zhong Jiuli, but he looks more ostentatious.

Standing beside him was a young girl, she was extremely beautiful, her waist-length black hair was shining brightly in the sun.The eyes are big and round, and the end of the eyes is slightly raised, which is a bit less cute, but adds a bit of beauty, especially when the eyes are moving.

She raised her hand, shook it, with a bright expression and a lively tone: "Hi!"

The one standing on the far right is a rather inconspicuous young man. In fact, he is inconspicuous, just because his aura is more gentle than the other two, and his appearance is more harmless. His eye-catching impact, but upon closer inspection, his appearance was no worse than the other two.

He smiled at Song Ci with a gentle face: "Hi, I'm Ye Yunze." After a pause, he continued: "Zhong Jiuli is our senior brother."

Song Ci showed a look of sudden realization, and he turned sideways, "He's gone out, you all come in and wait."

The man in the lead walked straight in when he heard the words, and paused when he passed by Song Ci, "Jin Nanling." After speaking, he continued to walk in.

Afterwards, the girl also came in. She stood in front of Song Ci, smiled and bent her round cat eyes, with a hint of charm in her demeanor, she said: "My name is Zhao Yinuo, Yinuo of Qianjin Yinuo, you But please don't forget."

After she finished speaking, she strode into the yard and said as she walked, "This tree is so big!"

Jin Nanling, who was walking in front, turned his head and glanced at her. Zhao Yinuo rubbed his red eye sockets, and with a nasal tone, she murmured, "Sand got in my eyes."

Song Ci was feeling strange, and that gentle young man named Ye Yunze also walked in, he smiled at Song Ci, and said softly: "Little Master

My sister has a warm personality, didn't it scare you? "

Song Ci came back to his senses, shook his head, and muttered in his heart, is it possible that the master of the day still has to look at his face?