with all the ghosts

I paid half a year's rent all at once, but the lease has not yet expired. "Wei Mucang said.

"But your house is now haunted like playing mahjong." Hang Qi said, "And if the evil spirits come to the door every day, no matter how good the feng shui is, it will turn bad. For you, it's not just a matter of monthly rent."

Wei Mucang is very hostile to the rich now, "I can't compare with you, that's more than half of my savings, I can't afford to waste it."

Hang Qi: "Then... I will subsidize the rent for you?"

Wei Mucang glanced at him, "Get out."

Hang Qi was helpless, "It's not that I look down on you, it's really dangerous. I can't watch you all day, so you have to learn to protect yourself, and the first step to protect yourself is to leave that place first."

"It's okay, I'm dying, I can't die. Just like the male protagonist in the novel, he has the halo of the protagonist, and his golden fingers are very thick." Wei Mucang said indifferently.

Hang Qi couldn't bear it anymore, and gave Wei Mucang a slap on the head, "I'm not kidding you."

Wei Mucang, who had never been shot in the head before, was instantly furious, "Go away, you idiot!"

Seeing that his expression was not fake, Hang Qi knew that he had not controlled his strength just now, and it hurt someone.

"I'm sorry. I was really in a hurry, and I didn't pay attention at once." Hang Qi said.

Hang Qi looked at him, "Keep away, and give me back the pure and kind Hang Qi."

After finishing speaking, he strode forward, boarded a bus that just stopped, and left without looking back, leaving Hang Qi with unreserved exhaust.

Hang Qi was silent for a while, and understood where Wei Mucang's seemingly unpreparedness came from recently.

Tonight, I tell you the truth.Don't be angry, okay?

Wei Mucang looked at the text message sent by someone, and wanted to reply, but he didn't know what to reply.Simply turn off the phone, do not read that sentence.

Love to talk or not, who forced you?

When the bus reached the next stop, Wei Mucang hurried down, hailed a taxi, and drove to work.

It wasn't all intentional, the company suddenly had an urgent matter that day, Wei Mucang worked overtime because of this, and came home very late.

As soon as he entered the house, Wei Mucang saw Hang Qi sitting on the sofa with his upper body upright, with two glasses of water on the tea table, as if he was about to talk.

Wei Mucang went over to drink warm water, and said to Hang Qi, "It doesn't have to be so formal, does it? Have you taken a bath?"

"Not yet." Hang Qi said, "I've been waiting for you since I came back."

Hang Qi was shocked, "You won't be sitting until now, will you?"

"No, there happened to be a single business nearby, so I stopped by." Hang Qi said.

Hang Qi: "Oh. Then what, don't sit here, the room is warm."

I don't know how many times they have slept together, the route is familiar, the movements are skilled, get up, walk straight around the sofa, go around the room, sit down, not at all restrained.

Since the arrival of Hangqi, Wei Mucang's fear of cold has improved a lot, but the habit of taking a bath every day has been formed, and it can't be changed for a while.

It is comfortable to take a bath. After squinting for a while, I rubbed it with soap, and my body was clean and warm.

After going out of the bathroom, Hang Qi, who was still some distance away from him, could feel the heat from his body.

Wei Mucang quickly got into bed, and when Hang Qi was about to speak, Wei Mucang stopped him, "Go take a shower first."

Wei Mucang not only formed this habit himself, but also asked others to do so.

Hang Qi didn't take a bath, he came out of the shower after a while.

The two lay side by side, quite like an old couple who had been married for many years.

Seeing that Hang Qi's eyes never left his face, Wei Mucang said, "What's the matter? Tell me, do you want me to give you a head start?"

Hang Qi lay down, his eyes shifted from Wei Mucang's face to the lamp on the ceiling.

"My name is Hang Qi, do you know what "Qi" means?" Hang Qi asked.

Wei Mucang thought for a while, "A late bloomer?"

"No." Hang Qi said, "Qi means container. I'm just a container, and I've been like this since I was born."

"What container?"

"A container containing bones, flesh and soul." Hang Qi said, "This is the definition someone gave me, or in other words, this is my ending."

Wei Mucang couldn't express his feelings for a while, but now he was staring at Hang Qi's face.

"Children are the easiest and the easiest to be changed. I have been haunted by various evil spirits since I was a child and tortured every day." Hang Qi said, "Then, draw my blood, absorb my negative emotions, and turn them into food for evil spirits." , let them do evil."

"Who is it?" Wei Mucang asked.

Hang Qi didn't answer, and continued, "When I was young, my memory was limited. In fact, I couldn't remember some things clearly. I just remember that I was scarred every day, and I was given various medicines, and I had to live with evil spirits. room."

Wei Mucang moved closer, with his arms touching his arms, as if to comfort him.

"Then I grew up and started to have my own mind. I tried to escape several times, but I was caught every time. After one capture, something was taken from me, and I became Not smart enough or quick-witted enough to think of running away."

Wei Mucang: "It's like three souls and seven souls were taken away?" This is the only description he found from the novel that can explain the situation in Hang Qi's words.

Hang Qi: "Yes, that's almost what it means. After that, I became less timid. Even if I was scared or bullied, I only dared to hide in a corner and cry. I was obedient, but I was very easy to control. But things changed later, because of an accident, Something of mine, that is, the soul, came back a little bit. Relying on that bit of ability, I escaped without warning."

Wei Mucang couldn't empathize, but he also knew that what Hang Qi experienced must be worse than what he said.

"So when I met you first, you escaped not long ago?" Wei Mucang asked.

"It's been a while, otherwise you'd see me even more stupid." Hang Qi said.

Wei Mucang: "Stupid fart, boring and smart."

Hang Qi smiled when he heard the words, "Thank you for not giving up."

"What about now?" Wei Mucang asked again.

"Now..." Hang Qi paused for a while, "At that time, the soul just came back, just like the wound has just closed, but there is no scar, it is not good, but after the scab falls off, the wound heals, and the little soul All fused. After the fusion, I immediately went to find my remaining soul."

"You haven't seen anyone for half a month, are you looking for a soul?"

"Yes. Only when what belongs to me comes back, can I be complete." Hang Qi said.

Wei Mucang has never experienced everything that Hang Qi said, and some people may never dare to imagine the fantasy in it.Those things seem to be far away from him, but the person involved is by his side, which is true and which is false, Wei Mucang lost his mind.

Hang Qi touched his earlobe, "Just listen to a story. I just want you to let go of your guard against me, but I don't intend to make anyone sympathetic or considerate."

Wei Mucang hid, "I'm not sympathetic, you're thinking too much."

"That's good." Hang Qi turned off the light, "Go to sleep."

Wei Mucang looked at him, "Your ability to heal wounds has been cultivated before?"

Hang Qi: "If you get hurt a lot, it will happen naturally."

"who's that person?"

"Ok?"

"Who is that person who made you go through all this?" Wei Mucang asked.

"Why must it be a human?" Hang Qi asked back, "Can't it be a ghost?"

How can ghosts raise people to adulthood?Wei Mucang retorted in his heart, but didn't say it out loud.

Wei Mucang rolled up the quilt, "Go to sleep, I'm sleepy. Good night."

Hang Qi: "Good night."

Wei Mucang knew that Hang Qiyin had left a lot of things unsaid, so it was not enough to say anything, but these were enough.

At least from Hangqi's point of view, the effect is good.Wei Mucang will not refuse his request and suggestion immediately, but will discuss it with him, and his tone is much better...

But why is Wei Mucang's eyes full of sympathy?

I don't need your sympathy!

Anyway, it's better than before, Hangqi can bear it if he can bear it.

On this day, Hang Qi was away, and Wei Mucang was resting at home.

Rushing to be able to lie at home for a whole day, Wei Mucang slumped on the bed except for eating.

With the mobile phone in hand, I swiped it no less than a hundred times. I was about to yawn and turn over to change my posture, but I felt the cold wind on my back, which was extremely cold.

He chose the former between being preemptive and holding back, and was about to swing his arms when he heard a familiar voice.

"Cangcang." Xia Wuwu's voice trembled, as if he had experienced something terrible.

Wei Mucang just breathed a sigh of relief, "What's wrong?"

Next to him was Lu Jun. The Ergui's face was already pale, but something happened to him, and his face became even more pale.

Xia Wuwu tugged at his clothes, "Cangcang, Bielu was taken away by the evil spirit."

Wei Mucang's heart skipped a beat, "What's going on?"

Xia Wuwu stammered for a long time without saying anything, Wei Mucang asked Lu Jun to speak in a hurry.

Lu Jun sighed, "Wu Wu sneaked out to play today, I went out with Belu to find him, after we found it, some evil spirits floated out from somewhere, I guarded Wu Wu closely, and then found Belu was taken captive."

Wei Mucang was not in the mood to teach Xia Wuwu right now, so he got up and dressed quickly, "Do you know where Bie Lu was arrested?"

"Know the direction." Lu Jun said.

Wei Mucang didn't dare to delay, he set off immediately, and soon arrived at the place where Bielu was taken away.

The place is dusty, dark and deserted, empty and silent, just like a building in a horror movie.

When the cool wind blew, Wei Mucang had goose bumps all over his body.

"Where was Bie Lu taken?" Wei Mucang asked.

Lu Jun pointed in one direction, and Wei Mucang went immediately.

The more he walked in the direction Lu Jun said, the more uneasy Wei Mucang became. The cold wind coming was like a danger signal, and the closer he got, the more bitter the cold wind became.

Wei Mucang looked around, although it was just an empty shelf, but