I'm already a waste dragon

What kind of person would do such a cruel thing.

"I reported it, because I reported it. Director Meng personally banned the Ling Hospital to treat his mother, and he also suppressed the case of his brother." Xia Yang said sobbing, who did not know who was remembered, and there was only a moment of cruelty in his eyes. , truly filled with sorrow.

...Meng Tu.Cen Mian recalled the scene when they met in Ling Hospital, and this person's style, and goosebumps crawled up his back.It's just that the Spiritual Hospital actually compromised with Meng Tu's request, which made Cen Mian doubt his ambition to become a spiritual doctor for the first time.

Cen Mian couldn't help asking: "Your brother, what's his name?"

"Xia Fei." Saying this name seemed to make the child very painful, and the tears in his tearful eyes collapsed as if they were shattered.

"...He, didn't he disappear? How could you say "before death"?" Cen Mian hesitated for a while, but still held the child in his arms, comforting the crying child convulsively.

"Missing is just what Director Meng said." Xia Yang buried himself in Cen Mian's chest, his hands that comforted him were stiff due to pain, but the breath that this hug gave him was so gentle, like... like Xia Fei, The child shook his head silently, and he couldn't shake it, otherwise no one would save his mother.

...Indeed, if you say that you are missing, you can have an excuse not to investigate, and after the deadline, you can fade out of sight, and Meng Tu can do whatever you want.Just like those missing big monsters.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mian." Xia Yang's muffled, sobbing voice came from his arms.

Cen Mian patted his head and whispered, "It doesn't matter, I'll wash the clothes again, and you can cry if you want." Being able to cry is a good thing.

"...I'm sorry, I lied to you." Xia Yang got up from his arms, his delicate little face was crying in a mess, but his eyes looked at Cen Mian, who was smiling cleanly, and his real body appeared for a moment, and he said softly: " I'm just a Fengli who possessed after this child died."

...I can see it.Thinking of the tactile sensation of the person in front of me that is lower than the body temperature of a living person, the brown hair on the head that is different from ordinary people, and the eye-catching long eyebrows, it is not an illusion.It's just that Fengli is known for being shy, and Cen Mian has always had a good impression of him.Furthermore, the wind raccoon in front of him made him unable to be afraid. A beast that was born with the wind and loves freedom, why would it possess the woman's dead child, take care of her as her son, and worry about her? .

At the beginning, Cen Mian, who was only afraid of monsters, finally learned to calm down, and even had the idea that monsters have good and evil behaviors, and wanted to listen to their voices.

Cen Mian took a tissue and carefully wiped his tears. The child's pathetic concern for his family always reminded him of himself who was picked up just now. He let out his tail and shook his voice, and said in a soft voice: "If it's just because of this, You don't need to apologize, I lied to you too."

When Xia Yang saw that tail, a gleam of joy flashed across his eyes. When he heard Cen Mian's words, he lowered his eyes again. No, he couldn't be soft-hearted. He gritted his teeth and revealed his deepest secret: "... Xia Fei is not just a younger brother's affection for an older brother."

Seeing Cen Mian's stunned expression for a moment, Xia Yang thought of the interaction he had seen between He Shaoyu and the person in front of him, and then thought of Xia Fei, his heart ached, even though what he wanted to say was to capture Cen Mian's empathy , but this feeling has always been true.

The purple casserole groaned, and the smell of old hot sugar wafted across the room. The little child hugged the big box tightly, and his eyes were a little blank, but there was a real pain in his eyes: "I I went to Wutong Mountain secretly to play last month, but I was caught by the people from the Special Population Management Branch of Chongjiang District, and they put me in the soul gathering lamp, and planned to take it to Meng Tu for secret disposal."

...So, those big monsters who disappeared did not disappear by chance, but were they dealt with by Meng Tu?Thinking of the Dao Laogui in Luo Zichen's lamp of concentrating souls, Cen Mian's heart twitched. In a sense, it was he who revealed the prophecy and didn't help him cross the boundary, so he was caught by Luo Zichen.Luo Zichen, will he guide this sword labor ghost to cross the boundary, or, in the end, the sword labor ghost fell into Meng Tu's hands.

Seeing Cen Mian's expression, Xia Yang hugged the box tightly, touched it affectionately with his small hands, and then unlocked it. Inside was a soul-focusing lamp.

"This is? Soul Gathering Lamp..." Cen Mian looked at the fluorescent bronze lamp in the box, and could see that the soul body had been trapped inside for a long time, so long that it almost disappeared.

"Yes, Xia Fei is in charge of this. He released me from the soul-hunting lamp. When I went back, I accidentally entered the prohibition of Wutong Mountain. Then Meng Tu began to persecute him everywhere as if he wanted to destroy the corpse. First he started with his younger brother, and now because of answering his dying phone call, my mother will not be spared." Xia Yang gritted his teeth and said, looking at the fragile light of the lamp, lowered his eyes, and touched his little hand softly, like It's like hugging a lover.

"So, you entered into his younger brother's..." Cen Mian looked at the child who was younger than Brother Juan in front of him, not to mention what Xia Fei discovered, how did Meng Tu manage to get such a young child.Even because of an unintentional phone call, all living relatives were killed.

"Well, then something happened to him. I searched for him for seven days, and finally found his body in Wutong Mountain." Xia Yang lowered his head, his eyes did not leave the lamp for a moment, and his obsessive gaze did not seem to be fake at all.

... Wutong Mountain, Wutong Mountain again.That mountain is not just a mountain, but a continuous group of mountains, just behind the Flowing Water Villa, named after the sycamore trees all over the mountain.Therefore, it has attracted many spiritual beings. It is said that the former Cen family's house is in the mountains.

"In this lamp, is Xia Fei?" Cen Mian stared helplessly at the fragile soul body.

"Well, he's talking..." Xia Yang took Cen Mian's hand, and Cen Mian couldn't help shivering as soon as he stuck to the horribly cold bronze. He heard that weak male voice— —

"Silly boy, let me go."

...It sounds like a very gentle person. No wonder Fengli would give up his freedom for a human being who regards him as his younger brother, imprisoning himself in the body of a human child, and taking care of his mother.

However, Cen Mian couldn't bear the coldness of the soul body, retracted his hands, and said worriedly: "He is a human being, and he is still trapped in the soul-focusing lamp. If he can't reincarnate, he will really die."

"He has something on his mind. If we just let him go like this, he will become an earth-bound spirit." Xia Yang was not frightened by the cold that would burn his soul body, he hugged the soul-gathering lamp attachment and put it in Locked in the box.

Cen Mian's nose was sour, and he couldn't bear to look at him again. The strong aroma of Laohuo soup diffused, like people's yellowed but beautiful memories, floating in the air bit by bit. People are sad.

"What's on your mind, maybe I can help." Cen Mian, who basically guessed it, had a hoarse voice, her tone was light but not trembling, and she tried her best to suppress the fear of facing the monster.

"But it's very dangerous to send that ghost away." Xia Yang looked at Cen Mian's eyes, and flinched somehow. He couldn't let his mother die, he couldn't. Let that gentle person be tortured as an earthbound spirit after death.

"You ask me for help, and I ask you for help too." Cen Mian squatted down and rubbed the child's head. The fear left in his heart disappeared the moment the child bowed his head. It really couldn't be done, and there were still thighs.

"What can I do for you?" Xia Yang raised his head in confusion, looking at him with eyes swollen like peaches.

Cen Mian smiled, shaking his hands that were still sore, with a funny look: "Help me cook."

***

After seeing off Xia Yang, the sun was already low, and the pot of Laohuo soup was almost done. Cen Mian curled his tail around the spoon to try the taste, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Licking the old Beijing-style yogurt in the glass bottle, the soft taste is sticky on the tip of the tongue, the thick ling medicine is spread out on the legs, and the lazy Sanhua kitten is lying next to it, waiting for the low-hanging sunset to slowly crawl out of the window After a while, the aroma of the old hot soup kept warm in the pot is overflowing.

No majestic scenery can compare to this moment. Cen Mian turned the pages of the book with his tail, waiting for his thighs to come back for the next dinner at home, brewed by the ambiguous sunset, and turned into an illusion of a house where two people eat three meals for four seasons.

……Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!What the hell is he thinking about!Cen Mian whacked his head wildly with his tail up, his forehead turned red, and then he stopped, and quietly read a book.

The Sanhua little female cat who witnessed the whole process rolled her eyes brazenly, ah, the young demon is in estrus so early now, it is so hot that my eyes hurt.

***

Somehow, He Shaoyu didn't come back at dinner time tonight, so Cen Mian just lit all ten orange lamps as usual, took his clothes and took a shower.

I don't know if it was intentional, or if the orange light really works, Cen Mian came out of the wash and was wearing his pants in the room, when He Shaoyu's impatient voice rang outside by coincidence.

"Hey! Stupid dragon, open the door!"

"Wait a minute! I'm wearing pants!" Cen Mian yelled back with all his strength, and anxiously and laboriously fastened the belt of his pants.

"Oh, don't worry, you wear it slowly." He Shaoyu's voice was rather lazy, and accompanied by his voice, the sound of pulling out the key and opening the door rang out.

...Horse eggs!Why is this Nima not in a hurry!woo woo woo woo!What is it called with a key!Cen Mian quickly took a sheet to cover his upper body.

"..."

He Shaoyu, who hadn't expected the stupid dragon to be undressed, was stunned for a moment, closed the door, laughed and went to the kitchen to dig for dinner.

The rest of Cen Mian, wanting to cry without tears, found a corner and tore off the sheet, and changed into the pajamas of the little dinosaur.

"Where's the bell?" He Shaoyu picked up the soft stewed pork ribs, looked at Cen Mian who came out, remembered the back picture of Sanhua little female cat this morning, and wanted to reward her.

"???" Cen Mian looked at her thigh in a daze, and asked stupidly, "Who is Bell?"

...Thighs all over the world, I don't know if it is one of the lovers who will pop up in any corner.

"Cat, tsk, don't touch me with your groomed hand." He Shaoyu was very annoyed at Cen Mian's inability to remember the origin of the name and the behavior of grooming the cat. Well, it seems that there is a rule that Bell is not allowed to have intimate contact with Cen Mian .

The belated Queen of Bells gave He Shaoyu a blank look, obviously very dissatisfied with this name that is not noble and glamorous at all but a bit coquettish and cheap, she sat down with her butt facing He Shaoyu, and liked the bell to touch Cen Mian's body. No bells, hum.

He Shaoyu raised his eyebrows, turning a deaf ear to Sanhua little female cat's stupid behavior, picked up a piece of stewed pork ribs, and ate it in one bite when Bell finally got hungry and looked back at him.

"???" Cen Mian walked across the battlefield without knowing why, not knowing what his "bell" had experienced, and went to the balcony with his clothes to empty the washing machine.

Young Master He's rare good mood never lasts long, this time the trigger was the two glasses of orange juice in the sink.Twirling the one Fengli used with his long fingers, He Shaoyu narrowed his eyes, tsk, you stupid dragon who doesn't obey.

"...Ah! Thighs, don't be scary." Cen Mian just looked at the dry-cleaned clothes and turned his head when he was blocked by a long arm at the door. He watched his thighs turn sideways, covering himself against the wall Between him and him, the night was gloomy, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but Cen Mian trembled.

... The thigh is angry, it must be angry, woo woo woo, so fierce, but he did nothing wrong.

He Shaoyu looked down at the trembling Cen Mian condescendingly, his gloomy face suddenly tried to suppress, retracted his arms, looked at Cen Mian, and asked, "Has Fengli been here today?"

"Yeah, let me tell you, he's so pitiful, he... hey, how do you know he's..." Cen Mian was about to talk about today's request to exchange with Fengli, when he suddenly stopped and looked up at him in doubt. A handsome face close at hand.

Looking at the foolish expression of being deceived and unconscious, He Shaoyu finally couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice, "What did you say before I left yesterday."

"Let's think about it, oh, ah! You said you remember not to talk to anyone, especially..." Cen Mian pinched his chin, opened his eyes, and finally thought of it. Halfway through his excited speech, his voice suddenly fell silent.

... But he didn't think Xia Yang was in any danger.People who can obviously be saved, why should they be turned away.Obviously, it was his thighs that encouraged him to be so brave.In his heart, he faintly felt that it was not right to think so, but the suspicion was quickly concealed inexplicably, and Cen Mian didn't think about it anymore.

"Remember it well, don't be an example." Seeing Cen Mian's eyes suddenly darken, He Shaoyu swallowed the harsh words that were about to yell at him, and flicked Cen Mian's forehead forcefully with his fingers, leaving a serious warning, Turned back to the room.

Tsk, obviously he should be more aggressive so that he doesn't dare to commit another crime.

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① Wind raccoon:

Also known as Fengsheng Beast, it can be seen in "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu Nuogao Records".

There is a beast named Fengli in Nanzhong, like a sniper, with long eyebrows, very shy, and always bows its head when it sees people.Its drowning can treat wind diseases.

Fengli looks like a monkey, and its urine can be used to treat wind diseases.

It is said in "Baopuzi" that it is not afraid of knives, chopping and burning. It is hammered to death with a hammer. As long as there is wind, it can be revived by inhaling it into its mouth. It must be stuffed with calamus into its nose to really kill it.

② ghost:

虿 (chai four tones) ghosts, yellow haired and ugly ghosts of poisonous insects, kill people invisible and turn people into blood.

(See "Strange Scorpions in Liaozhai", to the effect: A scorpion seller in the south caught a lot of scorpions and sold them. One day he was staying in a hotel, and suddenly felt his heart beating. The ghost came to take revenge, so the storekeeper let him hide in the big urn. After a while, a man with yellow hair and ugly face came and asked where the customer was. The storekeeper told him, so the man sniffed the air and left. He took a deep breath, opened the lid and saw that the guest had been turned into a vat of blood.)

23 Stand alone

"First cut a few times obliquely and pierce it with a toothpick. The chicken wings will taste better when they are marinated. Yes, it's great." Cen Mian stirred the egg mixture with the chopsticks between his tail and instructed Xia Yang to make it. Those jobs that his hands can't do yet.

This is the follow-up to Xia Yang's last visit a few days ago, when he asked Xia Yang to cook for him.Xia Yang's mother's health is deteriorating day by day, of course, the sooner the treatment, the better. Early this morning, Xia Yang couldn't hold back and waited for He Shaoyu to leave, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to bring Cen Mian to cook at home.

Thinking about the thighs that had to cook after leaving early and returning home late, Cen Mian followed others back home, and taught the children to cook in a decent manner.

"Here, take this, it's super good to add honey after frying!" Cen Mian carried the can of special honey bought from the black bear next door, and handed it to Xia Yang.

The child brought it over, stared greedily at the drop that leaked from the edge of the jar, couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it away, after licking, he habitually wiped his mouth quickly, opened the refrigerator, and hid the honey, but the figure who was about to turn back paused For a moment, that's right, Xia Fei is gone, who will catch him.

"Is one drop enough? There's more here!" Seeing the whole process, Cen Mian distressedly rolled up the small bowl of honey that had just been poured out, and handed it to the child's mouth.

Xia Yang was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold the bowl, gave Cen Mian a smile, looked at Cen Mian who turned around and continued to stir the next bowl of sauce seriously with his tail, with some hesitation in his eyes.

"Why is there a small cake in here?" Sensing Xia Yang's gaze, Cen Mian turned around and saw the exquisite handmade cake in the refrigerator, but the date on the package had expired for several weeks.

"That was bought by Xia Fei."

In the past, he imitated the human beings in idol dramas and hid the ring in the cake for Xia Fei to eat, but Xia Fei seemed to know that every time he ate the last bite, he returned it to him, which in his opinion was a disguised rejection.So Xia Fei DIYed one for him that night, and he didn't eat it and put it in the refrigerator, never thinking that something would happen the next day.

Maybe he should be thankful that he can save one more thing to commemorate Xia Fei now?

Xia Yang looked at it with attachment, and closed the refrigerator door without seeing the date.

"What did your brother say in the last phone call?" Seeing Xia Yang's actions, Cen Mian asked while taking a sip of the sauce, wondering what caused the murder.

"I don't know. At that time, my mother had already started to lose her mind." Xia Yang stepped on the stool, barely reached the sink, and cut the chicken wings perfectly, seemingly timidly, and suddenly said: "However, Xia Fei is a He is very family-oriented, he cares about our safety, and he will never tell his family about these things."

Hearing the sadness in his tone, he somehow remembered his thighs, Bai Long lowered his eyes and said distressedly: "You really like him."

"Huh?" Xia Yang turned his head to look at Cen Mian's melancholy profile, took out the yellow croaker Cen Mian bought, and gently scratched the diamond-shaped texture according to his special request, and said in a somewhat lonely voice: "But he only takes me. Be a younger brother."

Cen Mian moved his hand, raised it at a low angle, turned sideways and rubbed his head, Xia Yang's eyes flashed a trace of unknown emotion, and he gave Cen Mian a smile, then lowered his head and turned the fish over, and continued Pawing, said in his mouth: "Although this is the case, I like him. This fact makes me flesh and blood, and I start to look forward to the future. There is nothing to regret."

...is there flesh and blood?Cen Mian was stirring the sauce absent-mindedly. For the first time, even the surface of the sauce was covered with white glue, and he forgot to stop the "tail".

...Thighs seem to be the same for him.He doesn't want to keep making things like before, he doesn't want to hide behind everyone's back, he doesn't want to be a coward anymore.This feeling is all because of that person's every move.

...Although the future may not be bright, he did not give up on himself because of it. Instead, because he saw the moonlight in the water, he wanted to shine and stand in front of him without feeling ashamed.

Do you like this feeling?

"Brother Mian, do you really want to call Uncle He over to eat?" Xia Yang handed the cut fish to Cen Mian, looked at him and asked.

"Yeah." It was originally made for him. Cen Mian adjusted the position of the plate with his tail, carefully rolled the brush to put the stuffing and sauce, and said to Xia Yang: "Also, you still call His brother. Although he is a bit fierce, he is actually a very gentle person."

"Okay." Xia Yang obediently agreed.

Regarding this scene, there are records in the history books of the Yu clan. There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by Cen Mian on the day he died, and now it is as graceful as a roof.

***

"Cough, cough, alas, don't answer it, Yang Yang, dirty." The woman with a livid complexion coughed violently. It was obvious that something in her body made her very uncomfortable. Without knowing it, she was naively trying to give herself Just get over it and you'll be fine.

"It's not dirty, how could mother's blood be dirty?" Xia Yang obediently wiped the woman's mouth with a tissue, until all the evil blood was absorbed by the tissue, and then helped the woman to sit down.

Turning his back, Xia Yang squeezed the tissues tightly with his little hands until they were all reduced to dross, but cruelty gradually appeared in his innocent eyes, facing the hesitation of Cen Mian just now, in front of his mother's serious illness, Instantly vanished.

Xia Yang's family has just moved in, and the furniture in the new home is still a bit rough, and the round dining table is also empty and undecorated, making it look very unpopular.

However, now there are various home-cooked dishes on the top of the dough balls - brightly colored fish-flavored diced meat, tender crab roe tofu, fragrant steamed yellow croaker with lemon leaves, sticky honey chicken wings, and light coconut milk Bok choy and appetizing beef and tomato stewed rice.

Cen Mian looked at the masterpieces of himself and the children above, and was still very satisfied.With the spoon wrapped around his tail, he filled the bowls on the table with old duck soup one by one, Cen Mian counted, and asked Xia Yang who was walking over with his mother by the table strangely: "Yang Yang, why are there five bowls? "

"Ah." Xia Yang looked at the five bowls, was stunned for a moment, and then picked up the extra one, with a smile on his face, but his eyes drooped: "I forgot again, I'm used to holding his bowl .”

As for who he is, it can only be Xia Fei who Mama Xia will be sad to hear.

"It's okay, save that one for the thighs, he won't be back for a while." Cen Mian paused when he was spooning the soup, bit his lip in self-blame, and finished speaking in a low voice before spooning another spoonful Soup.

"Buzz—buzz—" Cen Mian's phone on the sofa vibrated, and it rang five times without stopping. It was obvious that the caller was very anxious.

"Brother Mian, let me help you!" Xia Yang looked at Cen Mian who was spooning the soup, and said obediently.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Cen Mian smiled gratefully without doubting him.

Almost at the same time, Xia Yang jumped off the chair, ran to the living room, and picked up Cen Mian's cell phone, which had the word "thigh" on it as expected.

Looking at Cen Mian, who was smiling and bringing soup to his mother with his injured hand, turned around and rested carefully before continuing to serve another bowl, Xia Yang hesitated for a moment, but the hesitation was quickly overshadowed by the scene of his mother's serious illness just now. As soon as he rushed away, he decisively pressed the small green phone button with his small hand, and swiped: "Hello, hello, this is Brother Mian's mobile phone."

"...Xia Yang? Where's Cen Mian?!" He Shaoyu over there heard Xia Yang's voice, and his voice turned cold instantly. He pulled out the car key in his hand, and the black motorcycle stopped casually by the side of the road, striding towards the elevator. Walking away, the good mood of Qing who was holding the new digital tablet just now disappeared without a trace.

"He's at my house, what do you need from him?" Xia Yang turned around, turned his back to Cen Mian, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, but his voice was the same as when he confronted He Shaoyu that day.

"I told you to stay away from him." There was no fluctuation in his tone, but there was a cold murderous look. He Shaoyu's face was terribly gloomy, but he had no expression. The only manifestation of the anger in his heart was that Firmly press the long finger of the elevator up button.

"But he's at my house, and he's cooking good dishes. He's waiting for you anytime, Uncle He." Xia Yang squeezed his palms, but his tone of voice was still flat, and he said each word without waiting for He Shaoyu to finish. What else to say, Miao hung up his phone.

"Yang Yang, who is it?" Cen Mian sat at the table, carefully picked out the delicious part of each dish for his thighs, and asked Xia Yang who came back.

"No, it's just harassing phone calls." Xia Yang smiled, but his eyes drooped guiltily.

Cen Mian didn't pay attention, smiled and patted his head, went into the kitchen and was washing his hands, when he heard the doorbell, he turned his head and said to Xia Yang who stood up, "I'll open it."

As soon as the door was opened, it looked like He Shaoyu was standing outside the door. Before he could change his slightly messy suit, Cen Mian laughed harmlessly as soon as he saw someone, and his voice was rarely brisk: "I cooked, A lot of them are what you like, come in and eat."

He Shaoyu looked down at him, with no expression on his face, but it was terribly heavy. It was not that he couldn't hear Xia Yang's deliberation just now, but the silly dragon in front of him refused to avoid this wind raccoon under his repeated warnings. , and foolishly moved up, it was really irritating.How come he has fallen on Luo Zichen, the stupid dragon still can't learn not to trust others easily!

"...I, thigh, don't be like this. Xia Yang has helped me a lot, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it." Cen Mian's smile gradually faded, and his timid tone returned. He had seen many expressions on thighs, but I've never seen him look at me with such an expressionless face.

"Do you not understand human language?" He Shaoyu pulled Cen Mian over, slammed the door shut, pushed Cen Mian against the door, and looked down at him, his beautiful eyes were cold anger.

Tsk, he was going to be so angry that he still cared about this stupid dragon's hand, Young Master He spurned himself in his heart.

"...I understand, but I promised Xia Yang to save... I thought you would too..." Cen Mian was disturbed by the body that was too close, and looked at He Shaoyu with aggrieved and scared eyes.

"Oh, who gave you the courage to think? How could I protect you to save this kind of thing?" He Shaoyu approached him suddenly, his long fingers were so angry that he wanted to pinch Cen Mian's chin, but in the end he had nowhere to vent, and turned into a punch on the ground. On the security door.Idiot, he wants to kill you and sell it to others so stupidly, why would he go to the He family to get green gnats because of this kind of guy.Tsk.

The anti-theft door on his back was shaken by He Shaoyu's smash, but Cen Mian still shrank his head to avoid the handsome face that suddenly got too close, so close that he couldn't breathe...

... He has been so happy recently that he has forgotten who he is.The person in front of him made him rely on him for too long, so long that he began to take it for granted that his thighs would help.A lot of thoughts were obviously mixed in Cen Mian's head for a moment, but in the end, only this one was left inexplicably.

"Take it, if that thing is plotting something wrong, don't be polite." He Shaoyu looked at Cen Mian's quietly red eye circles and the gloomy expression on his face, his eyebrows frowned, and he loosened his grip on Cen Mian's waist, and took it out of his suit pocket. He took out a glass bottle, which contained the dried calamus that He Qingyue drove out this morning.

As soon as he was relaxed and left the encirclement of the thigh breath, Cen Mian had no time to adjust his breathing when his face was covered in that glass bottle.

Holding the dried calamus flower in his hand, as knowledgeable as he is, how could he not know that this is the necessary weapon to kill Fengli in an instant, but Cen Mian bit his lip and lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to face the expression on his thighs. , and naturally couldn't see the expression on his thighs loose, somehow, he couldn't help but say: "...he has a name, his name is Xia Yang, and, I won't kill him, I believe him."

...He wanted to believe in Xia Yang, just as he didn't want to believe that the thighs would be ready for such a thing.Even if the other party really lied to him, whether there is sincerity in the lie is different.What's more, facing Xia Yang, he has a special empathy, an empathy that makes it impossible for him to stand idly by.In the dark, only this stubbornness remained in Cen Mian's heart, and even his fear was suppressed.

He Shaoyu, who was about to clear up the sun, looked at Cen Mian's stubbornness with his head hanging down, his frowning eyebrows relaxed, his face was completely expressionless, the coldness in his eyes spread to the bottom, and he said lightly: "Whatever You."

Cen Mian stared blankly at the back of the thigh disappearing behind the elevator door, his mouth suddenly flattened, the teardrop hanging in the red eye circle seemed to be punctured, and a tear stain slid down his face.

"Brother Mian, can you cure my mother tomorrow?" Xia Yang carefully asked him through the crack of the door. Seeing Cen Mian's empty eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said in a low voice, "You won't be like those spirits." It's like a doctor, right?"

Only then did Cen Mian come back to his senses, and saw Xia Yang looking at the calamus in his hand in fear, throwing it into the trash can next to him by accident, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and said in a hoarse voice: "Of course able."

"Brother Mian, are you and Uncle He okay? Uncle He is so fierce, and you said he is gentle, which frightened me." Xia Yang looked at Cen Mian worriedly, his little hands seemed to feel guilty for what he had done squeeze tight.

"No, how could something happen." Cen Mian smiled bitterly, and said "I'm sorry", without knowing that tears rolled down his cheeks silently.

Xia Yang looked at him, squeezed his little hands tighter and tighter, his eyes drooped guiltily, and he didn't have the courage to look any more.

***

Pushing away Mama Xia's kind retention and concern, Cen Mian left the table early, lowered his head and took out the key to open the door, but the things on the table made him stunned——

The Wacom Cintiq digital tablet that he has admired for a long time but never dared to think about is placed on the table randomly, and there is the same glass bottle as the dried calamus flower just beside it.

When Cen Mian picked it up, it looked like a caterpillar worm inside.

The mother and child of the blue gnat are connected to each other. The mother and child are packed in two cans, and each carries a can. Even if the world is far away, they will not lose each other.

...So, was the thigh going to give him these just now?Cen Mian pursed his mouth, leaned weakly against the sofa legs, and sat on the cold ground. When everyone was against him, the understanding of only his thigh was enough for him to move forward.But obviously it was his thighs that gave him the courage to change, so why did he leave again?

...Aren't you the one who wanted me to become stronger? Why did you leave like this?

...Why did it make such a fuss, Cen Mian had such a thought in his mind, and the next second, this thought was thrown away as if blocked.

The sky was getting dark gradually, but Cen Mian, who was afraid of the dark, seemed not to feel it, and sat there motionless.

"Meow——" Seeing Cen Mian's devastated state, the proud Bell stood far away from the door of He Shaoyu and Cen Mian's room for the first time, meowing as if he was hungry.

Cen Mian, who was in a daze, was finally softened by the meows. He went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of chicken-flavored cat food, went to the door and squatted down, watched the bell licked his palm, and ate the cat food with his head buried. grain.

One person and one cat squatted at the door of He Shaoyu's room, one pretended to eat happily, and the other pretended to be fine, until the latter finally couldn't help it, stood up and rubbed his eyes fiercely, trying to wipe away the tears that came, and walked in. In He Shaoyu's room, a match was struck, and the orange lamps were lit one by one.

The quilt on the bed was still the same as he made it in the morning, everything was packed and unopened by him, and the house was as clean as if the thigh had never existed in this room.

Cen Mian sat on the bed that he usually only had the courage to look at from a distance, the only familiar breath enveloped him, if he hadn't met his thigh, he could have endured this kind of loneliness.

Bell's blue eyes reflected Cen Mian's hand covering her eyes, her back turned to her trembling shoulders, she licked her paws, grabbed Cen Mian's cell phone that was casually placed on the bedside table, and sent a message.

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① Green gnats, mother and child are connected.As long as the larvae are fetched, the female worms will also fly in a short time.Use the blood of the mother worm to paint the 81 Wen coins, and then use the blood of the larvae to paint the 81 Wen coins. Will fly back when finished.

Legend has it that green gnats can also be used to find people. The mother and child worms are placed in jars, and each carries a jar with each other. Even if the world is far away, they will not lose each other.

24 The Beginning

Under the bright and sunny sky, only the Shanhai community was overcast. The demons in the city, big and small, were not surprised by this, and some guessed who was going to overcome the catastrophe, but no one guessed that it was the spirit master. After all, such an existence has never been witnessed, let alone believed, for thousands of years.

"Is it true that Uncle He won't come?" Xia Yang looked at the bed, her face was as pale as paper, except for her mother with blue lips, with her head hanging down, she didn't know if she felt guilty for cheating Cen Mian, or if she regretted leaving He Shaoyu in anger.

He underestimated the ability of ghosts too much.Thunder and lightning in the sky is still a trivial matter, just now, he witnessed his mother's fish turned into a vat of blood out of thin air, not even bones left, if it spreads like this, maybe not only his mother and Cen Mian will suffer.

"Don't come." Cen Mian lowered his eyes, his hand holding the jar trembled slightly, looked at the green gnats in the jar, and finally put it into the cabinet, it was useless.

...After all, the thigh has no such obligation. Since the thigh is going to go, why should he ask the thigh to help him.

...Although I know it shouldn't be, but when I think of my thighs, I feel wronged and sad for no reason.This inexplicable discomfort should be saved for his own courage, so that he will not succumb to the difficulties on the road.

... Obviously in such a situation, he should be terrified, but now it seems that the organs of fear have been anesthetized, and there is a faint excitement of unexpected encounters.It seemed that there was some desire that could not be controlled by one's own consciousness, and it was silently and completely awakened in the body.

The living room was cleared out, Mrs. Xia was put on the bed, facing Cen Mian who was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by seven or seven forty-nine soul-inducing candles, which had not yet been lit, and the room was already filled with a fishy smell.

"Cough cough—cough cough—" Mrs. Xia on the bed coughed violently, coughing up a puddle of dirty blood, but her eyes were closed, and her face was as pale as a dead person.As soon as the pool of dirty blood touched the ground, the microorganisms on the floor