with all the ghosts

An important opportunity to save Farewell, even if you are angry, you have to endure it.

"You people are not seated, your behavior is rude, and you are lazy, what do you look like?"

The first time they heard a strange voice, those who were still lazy immediately became vigilant.

"Who!"

They saw a man wearing ancient costumes with long hair in a bun slowly appearing in their sight.

Is this another cosplayer?

Several people stared at the extraordinary and arrogant person in front of them.

The man sneered softly, "It's really rude. In the past, you people's eyeballs would have entered the dog's belly."

Before Wei Mucang and Hang Qi could react, Lu Jun exclaimed, "You're finally here!"

At this time, the two realized that the cosplayer in front of them was Uncle Ghost who could help Bie Lu.

Uncle Ghost's name is not in vain, and he looks down on them completely, and his eyes don't stay on them for a second.

"What's the name?" Hang Qi asked without waiting for Wei Mucang to yell at the ghost.

Uncle Ghost gave him a look, "You don't deserve to know."

Okay, the title of uncle is not given for nothing.

Everyone was speechless, and no one wanted to talk to him.

Uncle Ghost didn't even bother to talk to them, so he turned around and walked towards Bielu.

Bie Lu sometimes went crazy, sometimes comatose, and is now tied to a stool motionless.

Uncle Ghost walked around Bielu a few times, and said in a calm manner, "This ghost is infected with bad luck. Normal ghosts and Taoist priests will definitely not be able to cure it, but I can."

Hearing this, Wei Mucang excitedly said, "Really?"

Uncle Ghost glanced at him, "Why are you so excited? Could it be that he is your lover?"

Wei Mucang glanced at Hang Qi subconsciously, and it happened that Hang Qi also looked at him.Looking at each other for two seconds without embarrassment, Wei Mucang looked away and touched the bridge of his nose, feeling a little guilty in silence.

After thinking about it again, why is he guilty?What does it have to do with him?Wei Mucang, who felt that he had suffered a disadvantage, glared at Hang Qi.

Hang Qi was stared inexplicably, but he couldn't do such a thing as staring back.

Uncle Ghost had no interest in such things that only children would do, and said, "Where can't we talk about love, why do you want to show yourself in front of me?"

Wei Mucang: "..." I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense.

Uncle Ghost doesn't like to listen to children's sophistry, so he goes straight to the point, "I don't have time to waste with you, I'll tell you my request, and if you follow through, he will be saved."

"what's up?"

"Find someone for me." Uncle Ghost said.

Wei Mucang: "Who?"

Uncle Ghost threw a painting into his hand.

It was a picture scroll, and while Wei Mucang was opening the picture scroll, Uncle Gui said, "Help me find the person in the picture. After so many years, his appearance will change, but his characteristics will never change. The characteristics of the painting are very clear. Search according to the above, and when I find it, I will come and treat it.”

As soon as the words fell, the ghost uncle walked away without asking whether others agreed.

After the picture scroll was unrolled, Wei Mucang's attention was attracted by a plump and handsome man's face.

It's not that he hasn't seen the world, it's just that the man on the picture scroll is really outstanding and impressive.

Long hair in a crown, deep eyebrows, originally a majestic appearance, but the corners of the mouth are curled up, serious and gentle. Although he doesn't know his identity, he is definitely not a commoner.This bearing and appearance are rare for ordinary people.

Just as he was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking about, Wei Mucang heard someone coughing in his ear, coughing and coughing, and the thoughts that flew out also came back.

Wei Mucang pointed to the human being in the painting, "Will the old man let us go to the ancients?"

"When the ghost came in, we didn't notice it." Hang Qi said, "He is different from ordinary ghosts."

"He can't really be an ancient ghost?" Wei Mucang said.

"Indeed." Hang Qi said.

Wei Mucang: "What dynasty is that from?"

Hang Qi pointed to the seal on the scroll, "It should be the Tang Dynasty."

"The ghost of the Tang Dynasty, how many years must he have been in this world? Are you not alone?" Wei Mucang sighed.

"Everyone has their own ideas, and everyone has their own choices." Hang Qi said.

Wei Mucang glanced at him, "You are younger than me, why do you speak so old-fashioned?"

Hang Qi was silent, and changed the subject, "How do you find this person?"

"Looking for ghosts or people." Wei Mucang admired the appearance of the people in the painting again.

"Why do ghosts need people to look for them?"

"That's right. If this person is reincarnated, he will have ten lifetimes. His memory is gone and his life experience has changed. I don't know if his appearance will change. Mr. Ghost said that the features in the painting are clear. Besides being handsome, what other features are there?" ?” Wei Mucang said.

Hang Qi shook his head, "Even though we are all reincarnated, we don't know what we looked like before."

Wei Mucang: "Then how to find it?"

Hang Qi doesn't know.

Not long ago, I was full of joy, but it was all vented at once.

"Ask him for more questions?" Wei Mucang said.

"I'm afraid he doesn't even know."

Wei Mucang: "..."

"Do whatever you like." Wei Mucang threw the painting in his hand to Hang Qi, and went into the bedroom by himself.

Looking at Wei Mucang's angry back, Hang Qi sighed silently in his heart.

"Why did he become squeamish?" Lu Jun asked.

Seeing Hang Qi glanced at him, Lu Jun said again, "I have more temper, and I am more lively than before."

"What was he like before?" Hang Qi asked.

"If we have something to worry about, we won't talk about it unless we ask him, and if we ask him, we will keep our mouths tight." Lu Jun said, "At that time, we couldn't help him even if we wanted to."

Hearing this, Hang Qi smiled, "Then it's really better now."

"you do not say."

When entering the room, the moving bulge on the bed was really eye-catching, very childish.

Hang Qi walked over to rescue him from the quilt, "Is it stuffy?"

"Not hot." The tone was very affirmative, as if it wasn't him who blushed.

"I know you're in a hurry, but losing your temper won't help him." Hang Qi said.

"so what should I do now?"

"There is always a way." Hang Qi said.

"It's the same as Bai said." Wei Mucang said, "Where's Lu Jun?"

"I went to ask the person just now about the situation." Hang Qi said, "They all believe that the matter can be resolved, why don't you believe it?"

Wei Mucang: "Because I'm just an ordinary person."

Hang Qi: "What's wrong with ordinary people? Those ghosts who have been unable to conceive for decades envy ordinary people like you."

"Don't compare me with ghosts." Wei Mucang said, "It's still the same as before. You don't talk so much now that your ears get tired of hearing it."

"Then let's not talk about it."

As soon as he said this, Wei Mucang's back sank.The familiar and warm breath enveloped him, and the continuous source of heat was transmitted from the other party's chest to his back, and then warmed his heart and his whole body.

This gentle and domineering temperature directly soothed his disturbed heart, leaving only tranquility.

Wei Mucang lay on his stomach and didn't move, and Hang Qi didn't move when he was pressed on him. Both of them felt the power of the other's heart beating quietly.

This is the first time, Wei Mucang found that even lying still like this is so interesting, even a normal heartbeat can slightly stir his heartstrings.

He just wanted to be like this, motionless, from day to night, from autumn frost to winter rain.Because this feeling is so wonderful, so good that he is not willing to miss even half a second of feeling.

A soft and warm kiss landed on Wei Mucang's face.He knew it was a kiss, but he didn't feel disgusted or disgusted, and he didn't have much emotion.As if it was just a normal thing, a small, natural thing.

Immersed in excessive tranquility, the passage of time becomes somewhat insignificant.

Wei Mucang didn't know when the sky outside the window became dark, let alone when Hang Qi fell asleep on his back.

Uncle Hang knows how to choose a place when he sleeps. Not only does he sleep soundly, but he also makes it difficult for Wei Mucang.

Afraid of waking him up, Wei Mucang resisted moving even though his limbs were numb.

The self-admiration and self-sublimation that arise spontaneously from the depths of his heart make Wei Mucang seem to be standing on top of the world, overlooking all living beings...

Hiss—the feeling of numbness, itching, and pain made him unable to stop, and he fell back into the world.

After playing with himself for a long time, his limbs were numb, his neck was stiff and painful, and Hang Qi still showed no signs of waking up.

The idea of ​​jumping up and down to stimulate his life turned and turned in his mind, and finally held back.

Hang Qi was really tired.

Wei Mucang thought about the past few days, he was worried about Bielu, but it was all verbal, and he couldn't give help in action.So this task was handed over to Hangqi.For this reason, Hang Qi barely rested, no matter day or night, as long as there was any movement in Bielu, he would check the situation.On the contrary, it was me, sleeping like a dead pig, without any reaction.

Wei Mucang doesn't know how to define himself, he is a strange person.It doesn't matter whether it's a matter of emphasizing friendship or incompetence, he really worries about others, but it doesn't really help much.

To be honest, does Hangqi have anything to do with Bielu?Does it have anything to do with this matter?No.

But he did.

Does Wei Mucang know why?he knows.To be precise, I know, but I am a little confused.Confused about why Hang Qi has such an idea, and confused about how he handles such a relationship.

The hanger is not bad, he admits.But what will happen in the future, he has no illusions, but secretly yearns for it.

What a contradictory person, if he dies one day, he must be hypocritical and not run away.Wei Mucang said to himself.

Right now he was in a trance, when Bie Lu woke up outside.Noisy, trying to escape from the shackles full of talismans.

The quiet atmosphere disappeared in an instant after being disturbed like this.Hang Qi, who was carefully taken care of by Wei Mucang, also woke up.

The belated Hang Qi got off his back