Lord ghost please let me go

But this idea only existed for a moment before being dismissed by him——

Intuition told him that thinking too much might not be a good thing.What's more, there is no antidote for this Mengpo decoction, so how can we find it?

Mo Ju sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, put away his negative emotions, and prepared to look for Mo Mansion by himself.

It's just like what he knew, Shangluo City occupies a huge area, and it's very strange to Moju. He didn't find any clues all the way to Huadengchu.

At this time, the symptoms of being unsuitable for newcomers also began to appear.He could already feel a faint tingling sensation from the part that originally belonged to his heart, as if thousands of thin needles were piercing that place at the same time.

Mo Ju didn't have any object or method to time the time, he didn't know the exact time, so he looked up at the moon like a jade plate, his brows were lightly drawn together.

"It seems that we have to do it as soon as possible." He murmured to himself, stopped in place for a while, and then continued to set off.

"Moju?"

Just then, a male voice came from behind him.

Mo Ju turned his head subconsciously, and saw the male ghost who said he was going to Shangluo before the ghost gate was standing behind him.

Mo Ju's eyes lit up immediately, as if he had finally found a piece of driftwood after floating in the sea for a long time, and his exhausted expression disappeared all of a sudden.

"Are you... lost?" Seeing his appearance, the man couldn't help asking.

Mo Ju withdrew from the surprise, coughed lightly, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Yes."

The man didn't seem to find it strange, and said with a smile, "It's normal for you to get lost when you first arrive. Where are you planning to go?"

"Mo Mansion." Mo Ju replied, "Do you know where it is, my lord?"

The man nodded slightly, and said: "I have been to Shangluo before I was alive, and the Mo residence should be there."

He paused for a while, pointed to a direction on Mo Ju's left hand side, and continued: "You can see it by walking straight above here."

Different from having to walk in the underworld, as ghosts in the human world, they can float to low altitudes, but the higher the altitude in the low altitude range, the more soul power is consumed.

Mo Ju glanced over there, secretly noted the direction, and then met the man's eyes again.The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said gently and politely: "Thank you for your help, young master."

The man just smiled.Said: "Meeting by chance is fate. It's half past Xu at this time, what do you have to do as soon as possible."

Only then did Mo Ju realize how long he had been running around like a headless chicken, and after being slightly surprised, he hurriedly bid farewell to the man.

Just when he turned around to leave, the man stopped him again, and added worriedly: "Shangluo City is a gathering place for people with yin and yang eyes, and most of them are ghost catchers during this period, so be careful what you do."

Mo Ju heard Liu Yi mention this once before, nodded and replied: "I see, thank you for reminding me."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ju said goodbye again, and hurried to Mo Mansion on the left.

After wandering around in Shangluo City for an hour and a half, he was not far from the Mo Mansion, but because he was not used to flying directly over the house, it took him a quarter of an hour to see a house from afar. A magnificent mansion.

Mo Ju thought: This Mo residence must be very powerful.

He first landed a few steps away from the main entrance of the mansion, and looked up at the wooden plaque, but suddenly a wave of timidity appeared in his heart, which made him dare not take even a small step forward.

Could it be that there are ghost hunters guarding the Mo residence?

Mo Ju was so surprised that he ignored the flash of sadness.

He stood there and hesitated for a moment, recalling Liu Yi's expression softened for a moment when he mentioned the painting, he still gritted his teeth and went deep into the mansion from the main entrance to search for it.

There were no guards outside the gate of Mo Mansion, but the door was wide open.Mo Ju was innocent and didn't think too much, and entered through the main entrance without any precautions.

The moment he completely entered Mo's mansion, he suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression, as if a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties was pressing on his chest, which made him unable to help but want to escape.

The originally subtle pain in the heart that should have been empty spread like thorny vines, and gradually spread all over the body.

Mo Ju's brows were furrowed into a ball, and he clutched his heart with his right hand, trying to stop the inexplicable pain from spreading.

"Yeah!"

At this moment, an inarticulate and milky voice entered Mo Ju's ears.

He raised his head with difficulty, and met a pair of pure eyes—that was a young child in the arms of an old woman, who seemed to be only a few months old, and their eyes met without deviation !

Mo Ju and the child looked at each other, for a moment he forgot the pain on his body.

The old woman seemed to have sensed it, she glanced in Mo Ju's direction, and turned her body slightly.

Mo Ju didn't notice the old woman's movements, and focused his attention on the child—he always felt that there was something familiar between the child's eyebrows and eyes.

"Hey!" The child uttered a vague voice to Mo Ju again, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes narrowed in a smile, but the eyeballs were still tightly on Mo Ju's body.

Mo Ju loves children by nature, seeing his smile, the discomfort in mind and body is relieved a lot.

At this moment, the old woman who was paying attention to the child's expression suddenly raised her head, her eye circles were more than half red, and she choked up and shouted in Mo Ju's direction: "An'an? Are you back? My An'an... my life Bitter An An..."

Mo Ju was taken aback by this sudden change, and quickly pulled back God and waved his hand: "No, I'm not An An, my name is Mo Ju!"

However, the old woman couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and yelled "An'an" indiscriminately.

"I'm not, I'm really not!" Mo Ju forgot that he was a ghost when he was at a loss, and kept defending.

He even forgot that he could just leave and continue looking for paintings.

Maybe it was because the voice of the old woman was too loud. A woman heard the voice coming from a distance, and took the child from the woman's hand before saying softly: "Nurse, don't get excited, calm down, don't hurt the child." alright."

While the woman was speaking, she took the time to make a "shut up" gesture to Mo Jubi.

Mo Ju was taken aback again - this woman could actually see him!

Alarm bells rang in his heart.

Could it be that she is the ghost hunter in Mo's mansion?

The first thought that flashed through Mo Ju's mind was to run away, but at this moment, his legs suspended in the air seemed to be firmly nailed in place, unable to move.

He had just caught a glimpse of a silver leaf on the woman's belt—Liu Yi also had the same one.

The woman was dressed in emerald green clothes, and spoke softly to comfort the lost old woman, but she was facing Mo Ju, so he couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

The relationship between this woman and Liu Yi must not be simple, right?

The summer night wind was gentle, but Mo Ju felt it was bitingly cold.

He wholeheartedly thought that as long as he could bring Liu Yi's cherished paintings back to him, maybe the relationship between himself and Liu Yi could be brought closer, and he would be able to wait for the day when he would show his heart over time.

It's just that he keeps ignoring one thing.

He is a man, and Liu Yi is also a man.How could such dirty and dirty thoughts be tolerated by Liu Yi?

At that time, I'm afraid it would be considered kind of him if he didn't turn his face!

The suppressed feeling that faded once again enveloped Mo Ju.He bent down slightly, with pain in his expression.

Dark emotions swept over his body, until he couldn't breathe.There seemed to be a voice in his head crazily shouting "give up" and "flee", and the sharp tone was like a sharp sword piercing through his soul.

"No..." Mo Ju gritted his teeth in pain and insisted, "Master Guicha likes that painting so much..."

Liu Yi's tenderness at that moment appeared before his eyes again.

Even if his intentions cannot be exposed, even if he cannot justly stand beside Liu Yi, but as long as Liu Yi can be happy, the trip is not in vain.

"Then... are you alright?"

Just when Mo Ju was struggling in the quagmire, the woman's gentle voice gently pulled him back.

He raised his head again with difficulty, and seemed to see Liu Yi in a trance.

"Master Guicha..." He murmured subconsciously, but suddenly realized something was wrong, he shook his heavy head, and when he looked intently again, the woman had already moved closer to him, almost touching the tip of her nose.

Mo Ju was so frightened that the whole ghost trembled, and took three steps back to put on a guarded look.

The woman laughed out loud, and apologized without sincerity: "Sorry, I scared you."

Mo Ju doesn't understand the routines of ghost hunters, and he is afraid that he will fall into a trap.He frowned and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Should I ask you this?" The woman raised her eyebrows lightly, "Mo Qing'an."

The woman said the last three words almost word by word, with an unpredictable tone.

Mo Ju had never heard of the name "Mo Qing'an". Seeing that the woman had misidentified the same person as the old woman, he denied it again: "I am not Mo Qing'an, my name is Mo Ju."

With just one sentence, the vigilance he was armed with was completely lost.What surprised him was that the feeling of depression also weakened with their conversation until it disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Ju saw the woman's eyes flicker, and immediately lowered her eyelashes. After a while, she met his gaze again, and said with a smile: "That's okay. My name is Liu Wan. May I ask what you can do when you come to Mo's residence?" What are you doing?"

Liu Wan... Mo Ju chewed the name carefully, as if something was about to come out from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you know Liu Yi?" Mo Ju suddenly asked.

Liu Wan was not annoyed that he didn't answer her own question, she even showed a little nostalgia when she heard this, and said, "He is my elder brother, do you know him?"

It turned out to be just a brother.

Mo Ju couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

At least Liu Yi should have never had a lover before his death, so he shouldn't have to face the embarrassing situation of watching his sweetheart fall in love with others, right?

And if Liu Yi has no one in his heart, then if he becomes friends with him, he should be able to occupy such a place in his heart, right?

But Liu Wan's next sentence broke the trace of luck that he had just raised.

"It's a pity that he died because of love seven years ago."