Mr. love

The branch of Ghost Gate is in an inn in Nanchang.

During the day, they sell wine and magic instruments, and the customers only choose those who are destined.

All kinds of ghosts and ghosts came out at night, and they practiced with the eighth and ninth ranks.

"There's an order at Jiu□□shan Amusement Park, I'll take it, do you want to go?" Gu Qizi asked me.

"What are you going to share with me?" It's really boring for me to stay these few days.

"Brother, you are really straightforward..., okay, okay, half the commission per person!" Gu Qizi took a sip of his wine and said a little unhappy.

After I ate a few peanuts, I got up and walked outside the inn, Gu Qizi quickly chased after me.

"You don't bring anything?" Gu Qizi opened the car door and got in, turned to look at me and asked.

"I brought the drum." I got into the car, sat in the back seat, patted the robe with the golden crane pattern on the black background, and turned the silver engraved ring on the index finger of my right hand.

My surname is engraved on the ring, and the curse of receiving is engraved inside the ring.

I put the human skin drum in the ring. The ring was conjured by mana, and it can hold various things and small living things.

Water, fire and land are not.

Canned and bottled water can be stored inside the ring.

The human skin drum was also transformed by me in the past two days, with a little mana attached to it.

Hearing the sound was shocking, and illusions abounded.

Gu Qizi shook his head, with an expression as if he had eaten a fly, and started the car.

The car was speeding on the gray-white road, raising dust and leaving behind exhaust fumes.

Because the car was affixed with a talisman by Gu Qizi, it traveled thousands of miles a day, and it didn't take long to drive to Qingshan Amusement Park in Jiujiang.

"I'll stop for a while!"

"That's also occupying a seat! How can the people behind come in? No way!"

Because he couldn't park the car at the door, Gu Qizi had no choice but to park the car around the playground.

"Stop for a while after talking, that old man is really talking!" Gu Qizi complained while looking for Earth Binding Spirit among the crowd.

Today is Sunday, the weather is fine, and there are many children and adults who come to the playground.

Some children were eating ice cream cones and marshmallows in their hands, and they were so happy.

Also very noisy.

I suddenly sensed something, raised my head and stared at the huge entertainment facility in the middle of the playground, the Ferris wheel.

He kept staring at an unoccupied empty compartment and stood there for a long time.

"Wan He, what are you looking at? There is no earth-bound spirit there..., hey, hey, I found it, over there!" Gu Qizi screamed at the side, and was regarded as a lunatic.

"Yiyi, what are you looking at?" Bai Yulou curiously followed Liu Fuchen's gaze, there was an open space under the Ferris wheel, there was nothing there.

Because Liu Fuchen refused to tell Bai Yulou's name, so he called him Yiyi.

Liu Fuchen moved slowly, his white and slender hands stretched out from under the bright red wide sleeves, his fingers slightly bent the bones, and his fingertips and palms were pressed against the cold glass.

His eyes have been fixed on somewhere under the Ferris wheel, hot and intense, no longer as dull as usual.

"Mr...Sir." The familiar title came out from his lips and teeth in a low voice.

After yelling out the first time, it was as if the memory flooded up, and I yelled again and again firmly.

Enunciation became clearer and more accurate.

"Who is Mr. Yiyi? Did you remember something?" Bai Yulou felt a little depressed, frowning and wanted to pull Liu Fuchen's hand.

But was ruthlessly thrown away by Liu Fuchen.

Liu Fuchen let out a threatening roar, which didn't sound like a human voice.

Bai Yulou looked at the unfamiliar Liu Fuchen, was startled, and asked blankly, "I'm Yulou...don't you know me?"

"Don't touch me. It's dirty. Don't call me sir." After Liu Fuchen finished speaking, he jumped through the glass without any remembrance.

"Yiyi!" Bai Yulou looked at the departing red-clothed man, his heart was broken, and he tasted the taste of broken love.