Twilight Ghost

It is really a long and difficult journey from Twilight Snow Realm to Mo'an, the capital city. The mountains are treacherous and the road is rough. Everyone scolded us all the way when we came, but now we are still full of complaints when we go back. Lin Chuchen's ears are almost callused.

"I didn't expect us to succeed, Chongming, it's yours."

Since Hua Chongming made the contribution, there are naturally many colleagues who congratulate him in advance. Even Feng San, who is usually not very enthusiastic, rarely smiles at him, but Hua Chongming can't laugh. On the horse, like an unlucky dejected ghost.

Just when he was staring straight at the rein in his hand, almost staring it out of the fire, a horse leather flagon blocked his sight.

"Why, are you in a bad mood?"

Hua Chongming took the jug and poured himself a few sips, looked up at Lin Chuchen who walked by his side at some point, and said in a tentative tone: "Boss, although Bai Ze is a demon, but now he has no magic power, you are still here!" Even if you don't pull out the arrow, this is not a snowy area, it will be infected."

Lin Chuchen looked back at the red-clothed monster with dull eyes in the iron cage, stopped his horse and thought for a moment, and asked a few accompanying doctors: "You, who dares to treat his wound?"

Several people all looked up at the sky and pretended to be deaf. Lin Chuchen spread his hands and looked at Hua Chongming. His face was full of innocence and incompetence. "Chongming, you saw it too. How about...you go?"

The number of arresters gathered around gradually increased, Hua Chongming couldn't find the steps for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and let out a "hum", dismounted and walked towards the monster in the cage.

Sure enough, as expected, even Mu Xuegu, who killed people without blinking an eye, was docile like a rabbit in front of him, taking off his clothes when asked to take off his clothes, raising his arms when asked to raise his arms, no matter how painful it was, he endured the pain without saying a word. For a while, he just looked at Hua Chongming like nothing else.

But Hua Chongming didn't dare to look at him. If he was a beast with fangs and claws, or a ghost with blue face and fangs, then betrayal would be betrayal. With his Hua Chongming's face, he would never feel the slightest bit of guilt, but Bai Ze was smart, but he was so pitiful In human form, with a pair of light gray eyes that are well-behaved and innocent, no matter how you look at it, it is unbearable.

"You can yell if it hurts." Hua Chongming reached out to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, "Don't bite yourself, it's all broken."

"pain."

"Then you bite me." As Hua Chongming said, he generously leaned his shoulders towards him, and Bai Ze was not polite, and bit down hard, as expected, he was still a small-bellied monster, so remember to bear the grudge.

When the wound on the narrow-minded fox demon was finished bandaging, Hua Chongming's shoulder was about to be bitten through. Several onlookers gloated over his misfortune, and all whistled to the sky to mock him for what he had done.

Lin Chuchen is also a master who loves to bury people. The famous master and the young man are actually fighting together. As soon as he found a hotel to rest, he pushed Bai Ze into Hua Chongming's room, and finally tied Bai Ze to the bed very kindly. , and told Hua Chongming to take advantage of it.

After being made a fuss like a bridal chamber, Hua Chongming finally sent the group of bad friends away, spread out the quilts and hit the floor, and prepared to take a good rest after a tiring day.

"Chongming, Chongming?"

Waking up by such a voice in a daze, Hua Chongming was a little upset, talked in his sleep, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Chongming?"

"What's the matter, I can't stop for a while in the middle of the night." Hua Chongming finally gave up after calling out several times, shaking his head, rubbing his face, and looked at Bai Ze with sleepy eyes: "Are you going to the toilet?"

Bai Ze shook his head, his tone was disappointing and meaningful: "Can you really fall asleep?"

"Grandpa, you have been sitting in a sedan chair for a whole day, but I have been tossed about by that broken horse for a whole day. There are differences in the degree of fatigue between us."

Bai Ze narrowed his eyes, and his tone was more meaningful, "I said, dude, it's dark and windy in the middle of the night, and your boss has made me like this. You just sleep without doing anything, isn't it a bit disappointing to his old man?" Good intentions?"

It was only then that Hua Chongming realized what he was talking about. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed, pointed at him and then at himself, and made his stand clear with righteous words: "You are a man, and I am also a man. You and I If something happens, my underground father will definitely crawl out of the grave with his legs stretched out and his eyes wide open, and beat me with a belt three times a day."

"Then look at me, do I look good?"

Good-looking, really good-looking, there is nothing wrong with his eyes, nose, and mouth. If he wraps up in women's clothes and pokes at the traffic center in the capital, it will ensure that the traffic order that the policemen are struggling to maintain will be turned into cannon fodder in an instant.

"But this can't change, you are a man with handles."

Bai Ze made a "cut", rolled his eyes, and suddenly contorted his face and pretended to be sick: "Oh...Chongming, Chongming, please see if I'm about to die, why is my whole body cold..."

"I remember you watched me pretend to be dead and sick, why didn't you get any inspiration?"

"Really, oops, I'm about to die... Chongming, you touch my forehead..."

Hua Chongming curled his lips, and put the back of his hand on his forehead suspiciously, it doesn't matter if you put it on, the temperature is as low as that of a dead person, now Hua Chongming is scared, and leans over to ask questions: "Grandpa, are you okay? If something happens to you, the little one won't be able to bear the responsibility..."

"Oh, I'm so cold, I'm so cold..."

"Then...then what should I do, should I call the doctor?"

"No, no!" Bai Ze shook his head like a rattle, twisting and twisting, "You untie the rope that binds me, and hug me to sleep overnight, and I'll be fine."

Seeing Hua Chongming's distrustful face, Bai Ze quickly rubbed against him and acted like a baby: "Don't worry, the knife with the blood on your middle finger stabbed me, and my mana will never recover in a while, and you will never be a company commander." A mortal like me can't beat me, right?"

After thinking about it, Hua Chongming slowly untied the rope for him, lifted the quilt to the bed, and got in to hug him.

"Oh, it's still cold, it's so cold..."

"I have hugged you at the expense of my appearance, what else do you want?"

"Your clothes are seven feet thick, like a doll, how can I feel it?"

Hua Chongming was tricked again, took off his own clothes, and took off his, reluctantly picked up the icy bump, hissing from the cold, "You... Are you satisfied? "

Satisfied, how can I be dissatisfied.

Bai Ze buried his face in the crescent of his neck, sniffed the faint body fragrance of the young man, looked at the teeth marks on his shoulder, and smiled happily.

"It's been so many years, this is the first time you hug me."

"Grandpa, I swear I haven't known you for as long as I've been to work on time."

Bai Ze closed his eyes, his delicate face was full of unspeakable sadness.

He doesn't remember me anymore, I have waited for him for hundreds of years in the boundless despair, but he doesn't know how many times he has been reincarnated, how many times a bowl of Meng Po soup has forgotten how many times the people have gone up and down, there is just that little thing that cannot be thrown away The memory of the following is kept deep in my mind, and it must have nothing to do with me.

In the early morning of the next day, when Bai Ze opened his eyes, there was no one around him.

"Chongming, Hua Chongming!"

Like an abandoned child, Bai Ze hurriedly put on some clothes, and walked around the room a few times. The wounds on his body were split open, and the white bandage was stained red with blood, but he didn't feel any pain at all. Push the door open and plan to go out to find it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the door, a finger was pressed against his chest, and Bai Ze was pushed back into the room alive like this.

"Are you going to abscond?"

Hua Chongming fastened the door, put the lunch box in his hand on the table, and interrogated Feng San's signature coffin face: "The little thief thinks there is an opportunity when the guard is not around, so he wants to try his luck?"

Bai Ze shook his head like a rattle, and pointed to the thin layer of clothes on his body, "Going out dressed like this, if you don't freeze to death, you'll be ashamed."

"That's why you want to seduce the shop owner and let him harbor fugitives!"

"I……"

"Then you kill him and eat his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, put his human skin on your body, and order his group of guys to poison our meals, so that you can take us down!" Hua Chongming covered up at this point With a heartbroken look on his chest, his eyebrows frowned: "Bai Ze, Bai Ze, I have treated you well, why...why are you treating me like this!"

Hearing that Bai Ze is so impressed with human imagination, he couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding: "Your story is really more exciting than the old ghost, but the old ghost never finishes his storytelling, so it makes your heart tickle. You can't do that."

Hua Chongming slapped the table with a "slap", and put on a rogue-like look, "I can say whatever I like, you don't care! Give me a meal quickly, I can't afford to pay for my uncle who starves to death on the road."

Only then did Bai Ze notice the food box on the table, and his face was full of smiles. The whole journey would be exhausted without water and rice. He grabbed a steamed bun with one hand, gnawed it left and right, and repeatedly praised the steamed buns in the shop. really.

"Why don't you eat vegetables?"

"It looks like you fried it. It's terrible. It's not like I haven't tasted it before."

As soon as the words landed on Bai Ze's head, he received a solid blow. He was very angry, but he picked up a rotten bean sprout with his chopsticks, and just took a bite before vomiting it out. He lay on the window and vomited violently.

After vomiting, Uncle Hua, whose face was dripping green, sat down again, took out a bowl of porridge from the food box and put it in front of him: "I didn't cook this, you can drink the porridge."

After eating and drinking, Bai Ze lazily got up and put on his clothes, wrapped himself up again like a color-blind king, and turned to Hua Chongming, "Is my crime beheaded or dismembered?"