His Majesty the Ghost is bent [Rebirth]

After being stunned for a moment, Fu Chengqi came back to his senses, concentrating on concentrating his energy on his fingertips——

This boy is not human!

It's a pity that it was too late, the young man looked at him with a slight smile, a flash of amber light flashed in his light-colored eyes, Fu Chengqi's pupils shrank suddenly, the brilliance in his eyes faded away bit by bit, and his eyes instantly became dull and cloudy , all the miscellaneous objects in his hand fell to the ground.

The young man bent his light-colored eyes and said, "My lord, come home with me~"

Fu Chengqi nodded dullly like a puppet, staring at the young man with expressionless eyes motionless, completely unconscious, and followed him through the bustling streets like a dead body manipulated by a gun.

His head was still a little dizzy, and his mouth was filled with a faint fragrance of tea. Fu Chengqi slightly opened his eyes, the sunlight coming in from the window was a bit harsh, and he saw a person sitting on the bed with his back to him, with silver hair and plain clothes , he almost blurted out and called the other party, Ah Jian——

"A Cheng, you're getting worse and worse. How could you be so rude and kidnap someone here?" said the man with his back turned helplessly, and sighed slightly.

Fu Chengqi glanced sideways, the young man named A Cheng was the young man he met in front of Kuanggu stall!

A Cheng bowed his head and stood beside the man, aggrieved: "Mr. Wu wronged me, I obviously 'invited' him here!"

Mr. Wu blamed it slightly: "It's unreasonable! Is there such a thing as using illusion to invite people here?"

A Cheng stuck out his tongue, and seemed to say to himself: "This young man is not missing any arms or legs, and he has not lost a strand of hair. There is nothing to worry about. At most, he will be sent back when he recovers."

Mr. Wu said: "Don't be so reckless in doing things in the future. This young master can be seen as a practitioner. We have always been in harmony with people in the Taoist sect, so we should not make any mistakes."

A Cheng lowered his eyelids, and said listlessly: "Understood, A Cheng was wrong."

Mr. Wu sighed again. For a moment, A Cheng glanced at Fu Chengqi and said, "Mr. Wu, that young master is awake—"

Mr. Wu turned around abruptly, and his eyes met. Fu Chengqi opened his eyes wide. The face of Mr. Wu was very similar to Bai Jianxing, with silver hair and shallow pupils, as bright as a jade tree. Fu Chengqi was in a daze and lost his words.

After being in a trance for only a moment, Fu Chengqi secretly focused on running the spiritual power in his body, his meridians were unimpeded and he had not been tampered with. Even so, he still did not dare to relax his vigilance, because the two people in front of him were fox demons or Taoists. The fox who is quite deep and becomes a witch, secretly estimated that he may not be the opponent of the old fox.

Seeing that his complexion was different, Mr. Wu frowned slightly, then raised his eyebrows and said modestly and politely: "Ye Wu in Xiamuzhou, Ye Xunru, I forgot to return the word. Today, the villain invited the young master without the permission of the young master." Come on, it is really offending."

Fu Chengqi's lips twitched, he hesitated for a moment and said: "The Wuji Sect Mo Qiong in Xia Cangbei, I don't know why Mr. Wu invited me to the house this time?"

Mr. Wu's light-colored eyes flashed a trace of worry, and said: "To be honest, Mr. Mo has the 'qi' of my little nephew."

Mr. Wu's house was built on Qingxuan Mountain in the suburbs of Muzhou, surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, giving it a somewhat fairy air.

When the sun was setting, Fu Chengqi was worried that Bai Jianxing would not wait for him, so he wanted to rush back, but after being given an illusion, although the spiritual power was not damaged, the meridians were unobstructed, but his hands and feet were completely weak, and it was difficult to even stand , almost fell when his foot touched the ground.

Fortunately, Mr. Wu helped him, and said to him with apologetic face that this is the sequelae left by the illusion. It may take six hours to recover.

Mr. Wu saw that he was in a hurry, so he asked Ah Cheng to go down the mountain to the inn to find his junior brother Bai Jianxing to report his safety, and Fu Chengqi heaved a sigh of relief.

Not long after Ah Cheng came down the mountain, Mr. Wu ordered a group of little fox demons to prepare a table of wine and food in the garden to express his apology and to show his kindness as a landlord.

Fu Chengqi saw that Mr. Wu treated him with extreme respect and humility, and it was not easy to refute his face. It just so happened that Mr. Mo's shell was already so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, and he would not be able to go down the mountain for the time being anyway. It's a comfort to have a full meal.

In late autumn, the light is short and the night comes quickly.A crescent moon in the sky was like a hook, and the two sat on the table under the light of the moonlight and the light from the firefly grass.

Fu Chengqi carefully looked at Mr. Wu's house. The layout was quite tasteful, unconventional, his speech and behavior were more elegant and upright, and his etiquette was thoughtful. He expected that although Mr. Wu was a fox demon, he was also a fox with a strong character. You can't help feeling good about the demon, and you're not as wary as you were at the beginning.

A table of small dishes is exquisite and delicious, and the freshly baked firefly grass wine is mellow and long-lasting.The two chatted happily at the banquet, and Mr. Wu told Fu Chengqi in detail about his finding his little nephew over the past ten years.

The Ye family originally belonged to the white fox family of Xizhou, and later migrated to the territory of Muzhou, where they did not compete with the world and devoted themselves to practicing.

Ye Xunru is the fifth eldest, so he is called Mr. Five. He and his third sister Ye Xiru hide in Qingxuan Mountain to practice.

Until one day 40 years ago, Ye Xiru picked up a seriously injured man at the foot of Qingxuan Mountain, just like what was sung in the play, from then on he could never recover.

How Miss Ye treated the man, how she fell in love with him for a long time, and how she became pregnant with flesh and blood will not be described in detail.Unexpectedly, the man was a heartless man. After Miss Ye gave birth to the baby, he tricked Ye's brothers and sisters into a trick on a cold moonlit night, and fled down the mountain with the baby, never to return.

Ms. Ye was also unhappy because of the betrayal of her beloved, which led to a mistake in her practice and escaped into the magic way. In the end, Mr. Wu personally sent her sister off.

After the story was told, Fu Chengqi took a sip of the cold wine in his glass, remained silent for a while, and asked, "Mr. Wu is now looking for the whereabouts of that baby?"

Mr. Wu pondered for a while, then slowly said: "My little nephew died in a foreign country 17 years ago, and now I am looking for his reincarnated soul."

Fu Chengqi was extremely surprised when he heard the words, and for a moment he didn't know how to express his relief.

Seeing his hesitating appearance, Mr. Wu smiled and said, "Mr. Mo must be wondering why I didn't go to find him 17 years ago—" He raised his glass and drank it down, and said sadly: "For my As far as my little nephew is concerned, the half-fox demon blood on his body is an inherent disgrace, so why should I bother to disturb his life? My status as uncle fox demon is just a burden to him .”

After all, Mr. Wu's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, gleaming under the moonlight, and he seemed to say to himself: "For Aning, the existence of uncle is a disgrace that cannot be mentioned..."

Hearing this, Fu Chengqi felt uneasy. A ridiculous guess gradually took shape. There was a layer of membrane separating the reality and the guess. Once it was pierced, it would be a stormy sea.

Fu Chengqi's hand holding the wine cup trembled slightly, his eyes flickered and his expression fluctuated, his lips moved, and he asked, "May I take the liberty to ask, how was Mr. Wu's nephew..."

Mr. Wu understood what he meant, and said with a bitter smile: "Ah Ning died in the battle, he was only 22 years old that year..." After a pause, he continued: "He was the second son of General Jing at the age of 11. He went to the battlefield and became a deputy commander at the age of 15. He was brave and good at fighting all his life, but he was charged as a rebel at the end of his life."

Mr. Wu lowered his eyes, the moonlight was dim, Fu Chengqi couldn't see his face clearly, only saw his hand holding the cup trembling unceasingly.Of course, Fu Chengqi himself was not much better.

Jing Ning...

Fu Chengqi smiled back in grief, and drank the wine in his glass facing a new moon.

How can it not be ridiculous that there is such a coincidence in the world?

Fu Chengqi was full of thoughts at the moment, if Mr. Wu had brought Jing Ning back to Qingxuan Mountain earlier in the past, and lived here without disputes with the world, letting his unruly temper that day would be a hundred times happier than living in the palace.

With a single thought, why bother to let the dust of the world stain him...

Fu Chengqi added more wine to his glass without restraint. After three or four glasses, he was already slightly tipsy. At the end, he said to Wu Xian inarticulately: "...that half blood is not his burden..."

Mr. Wu was startled, and said in disbelief, "Mr. Mo, you..."

Fu Chengqi lay on the table and said vaguely: "He also wants to see his mother..."

In the dim light of Tianyingcao, Mr. Wu's eyes gradually softened, and after a while, he said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Mo—"

Fu Chengqi's mantra after drinking was taken by Mr. Wu as words of comfort.

The sobering soup of the fox family is made with ghost grass, which is called miraculous. After drinking a bowl of it, Fu Chengqi wakes up more than half of it. When the autumn wind blows in the yard, Fu Chengqi wakes up completely.

The past is just over, and you can't think about it carefully, and make yourself feel guilty.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fu Chengqi was thinking about Bai Jianxing, and planned to go down the mountain at dawn tomorrow.Mr. Wu sincerely apologized for Ah Cheng's behavior, and exchanged a few words of politeness. Fu Chengqi was about to go back to his room to rest, when he suddenly heard a commotion in the courtyard——

"Mr. Wu, save me ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"! "

A Cheng's screams resounded over the sky of Ye Mansion, and then there was a loud bang, Fu Chengqi clapped his tongue and covered his ears, followed the sound and looked into the yard, only to see A Cheng fell on his back in the grass, Crying and screaming, he rubbed his buttocks and said: "Mr. Wu, my butt hurts soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Before he finished crying, a sharp white light pierced the night sky and pierced towards him. With a loud bang, the courtyard wall of Ye Mansion fell down in response, and A Cheng, whose face was full of tears, crawled and hid. Behind Mr. Five.

Fu Chengqi raised his forehead, feeling bad, this misunderstanding has become a big one, just about to stop it, but Mr. Wu frowned and asked, "A Cheng, did you cause trouble at the foot of the mountain?"

Ah Cheng had a complex expression on his face, and shook his head desperately, "I didn't do anything, he kept chasing me and hacking...he...he is Aning!"

The author has something to say: Jingning’s story has come to light~

Although the little angels of chicken juice have already guessed it →_→

Raise your claws if you guessed right~~ (brazenly cheating on comments

Mr. Wu Wanggui is also a wonderful person~~

Daily touch and hug little angels~~