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Chapter 159 The Ghost King is jealous again today 14

"That thing of his is fake. It's just that the person who made the jade bottle had some advanced skills, so it looks like the real thing at first glance." Mo Rong'an couldn't bear to see him sad, so he spoke to comfort him.

When Song Wenjing heard his voice, he looked around in confusion, "Who's talking?"

Mo Rong'an didn't say anything because he saw a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe walking on the street, although he was not afraid of these Taoist priests who pretended to be gods.

But he knew very well that these Taoist priests who upheld justice were like followers that could not be shaken off, and it would be troublesome in the end.

Song Wenjing was puzzled and muttered, "Why does it feel like the sound is coming from me?"

"Forget it, it must be an illusion." Song Wenjing didn't say anything else, but looked at the things sold by the vendors as he walked.

When Song Wenjing passed by a young Taoist priest, the young Taoist priest suddenly said, "Little brother, I see that your forehead is black. Are you being haunted by a ghost?"

Song Wenjing's heart tightened, and he looked at the Taoist priest with an unhappy expression, "Are you talking nonsense, Taoist priest? Are you trying to cheat me out of money again? -_-||"

"You're so young, but you always do this kind of thing." Song Wenjing glanced at him, said nothing, and passed him by.

The young Taoist wanted to retort, but in the end, professional ethics kindly reminded him, "Donor, the world is so vast, and there are all kinds of strange things. Perhaps letting go of your attachments is a form of forgiveness for yourself."

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, it's good for both you and him." The last words didn't seem to be said to Song Wenjing.

As the young Taoist priest spoke, he scanned Song Wenjing's body, but found nothing suspicious.

This made him a little confused, after all, his feeling couldn't be wrong!

Song Wenjing retorted, "So what? Why should I let go of my obsession? What does my persistence have to do with others?"

"I haven't done anything to harm the interests of others. What right do others have to control me?"

"Forgive? I did nothing wrong, how can I forgive you? -_-||"

After Song Wenjing finished speaking, he left without paying any attention to the little Taoist priest calling out to him.

When Mo Rong'an heard his words, his confused eyes suddenly brightened. Yes! So what if humans and ghosts have different paths? Song Wenjing only has a few decades.

Even if it is reincarnation, how can I find Song Wenjing's next life in this vast sea of ​​people?

Why not cherish the present?

That coward dared to appear in front of people, so why should I be so timid?

Forgiveness? Ha! That’s right, why forgiveness?

Thinking of this, the ghost energy on Mo Rongan became much more condensed.

The young Taoist priest looked at Song Wenjing's back, his eyes filled with shock. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Humans and ghosts have different paths, how can they last forever?"

"That's wrong. Master once said that humans and ghosts can't be together. After death, people should forget their memories before death and reincarnate anew."

……

At night, Song Wenjing lay on the bed, playing with the jade pendant.

"When I went to the antique street, I felt like that voice was coming from the jade pendant. Could it be that there's some spirit inside the jade pendant?"

"That's impossible. They say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, spirits are not allowed to exist. How could there be ghosts now? We should stick to materialism."

Suddenly there was a sound near the window. Song Wenjing was a little slow to react and he slowly turned his head to look.

I saw a young man wearing ancient clothes sitting by the window. The moonlight shone on him, making him look a little ethereal!

The young man had a jade pendant hanging around his waist that was exactly the same as the one in Song Wenjing's hand, but the jade pendant on the young man's waist was a little dim, like a mirage in the desert.

With just a slight touch, the jade pendant fell apart!

A clear, ghostly voice rang out, "Do you believe that ghosts exist in the world now?"

The young man's words seemed to be just a rebuttal to what Song Wenjing had just said.

Song Wenjing's pupils shrank slightly, and the jade pendant in his hand suddenly fell to the bed. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "Hmm... I must be hallucinating, otherwise why is there someone sitting by the window?"

"It seems like I've been strolling around the antique street for too long today." Song Wenjing walked around for at least three hours today, but he just couldn't find what he wanted.

It seems that taking shortcuts is not an option.

Mo Rong'an did not refute his words, but walked barefoot on the floor, step by step, towards the person lying on the bed.

Song Wenjing just stared blankly at the young man walking towards him. He didn't understand what the young man wanted to do.

When the young man walked to the bedside, he stopped for a moment and slowly met Song Wenjing's eyes. The tips of their noses were only two centimeters apart.

The hot breath gently brushed across Mo Rong'an's cheek, making him feel the warmth of a human.

Mo Rongan: "What about now?"

Song Wenjing's tone was a little stuttering, "I believe it!" He stared at the young man in front of him blatantly, and he couldn't stop looking at him.

Seeing that there was no fear in Song Wenjing's eyes, but instead a look of secret joy, Mo Rong'an was a little confused.

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