The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

When Song Nan woke up, he found that the surrounding environment was familiar. He rubbed his eyes and found himself lying on a more familiar bed. He frowned, his temples were swollen, and his stomach was empty.

He propped himself up on the bed and sat up for a few seconds, then looked around and realized that this was his room.

He remembered that before he fell asleep, he seemed to be drinking with Pei Guang and the others in Boyaju. Judging by his state, did he come back from the end?

He pressed his swollen and painful temples, touched his empty stomach, and checked the time on the mobile phone beside him. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it was pitch black outside the window.

He got out of bed, put on his shoes, and planned to go out to find something to eat. He just took two steps and realized immediately, why was he lying on the bed in his own room?

What about Fengyue?Where did Fengyue go?

This night, if he sleeps in this room by himself, then he...

The more Song Nan thought about it, the bigger his head became. He rushed out of the room in two or three steps and opened Huang Diwen's door. Huang Diwen was writing the homework assigned during the day at his desk. He was startled when he heard the noise. He sat up from the chair and found His brother stroked his chest and let out a breath, "Brother, you're awake."

"You..." Song Nan also breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you all right?"

"I should ask you that." Huang Diwen rolled his eyes at him, "If you don't hold a lot of alcohol, you still drink liquor like others."

Song Nan rubbed his arms in embarrassment, "Then who?"

"Who?" Huang Diwen asked puzzled.

"Feng Yue," Song Nan said, "Where are others? Why didn't you see him?"

"Downstairs." Huang Diwen pointed to the bottom, "It is said to be making hangover soup."

"Go ahead and write." Song Nan waved his hand at him, "Don't sleep until you finish your homework."

Huang Diwen: "..."

As soon as Song Nan walked to the door of the kitchen, he smelled the aroma of sauerkraut and shredded pork. His stomach, which was already empty, suddenly became restless, and he kept screaming.

Song Nan patted his belly to signal silence, pushed the kitchen door open a crack, and glanced inside.

Fengyue had heard Xiang'er a long time ago, so he didn't look at him, and looked at the noodles, "Wake up."

"Ah." Song Nan was a little embarrassed when he was found peeping, "Then what... what are you doing?"

"Blind?" Feng Yue glanced at him.

"Tsk." Song Nan glared at him unhappily, thinking to himself why does this line sound familiar?However, the smell of the noodles was too strong, so he didn't intend to think about it for a while, and licked his dry lips, "Is it a little too cooked?"

"It seems a bit." Feng Yue smiled when he heard this.

Song Nan smiled and whipped his chopsticks, "Then let me take care of it for you, you don't eat much anyway."

"Okay." Feng Yue reluctantly handed him a bowl of bean sprout soup, "Drink this first and then eat."

Song Nan just happened to be thirsty, so he took two mouthfuls of the soup, picked out the bean sprouts and put them in the noodle bowl, and couldn't wait to instigate them.

"Eat slowly." Feng Yue was a little depressed, and felt that Song Nan's appearance was in line with his image, so he couldn't help but smiled, "Why did you pour it after only two cups?"

"I don't drink baijiu very much," Song Nan made excuses for himself, "and I'm on an empty stomach, so I wouldn't be a god."

Feng Yue didn't continue this topic, but said, "Then do you still remember the question you asked me before?"

Feng Yue paused, of course he knew!Although he drank it down, his mind was clear, and at that time he also came up with this method after careful consideration, but he didn't expect that it was not Fengyue but himself who fell down in the end.

Song Nan felt that Fengyue might be trying to whet his appetite again, so he sipped his noodles indifferently, "Why, are you willing to talk now?"

"I didn't say I didn't want to before." Feng Yue went to the living room and took two chairs and put them in by the window. Song Nan took advantage of the situation and sat down, looking like he was willing to hear more about it.

Being stared at by Song Nan for a moment, Fengyue suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Wait until you finish eating." Feng Yue said.

"I'm dizzy." Song Nan was speechless, "You let me see this with your pants off?"

"Which one do you want to see?" Feng Yue asked.

Song Nan blushed, "I didn't mean that..." After finishing speaking, he explained forcefully, "I didn't even think about it, it's just a... metaphor."

"The progress is good, and I can use metaphors." Feng Yue praised.

Song Nan was even more embarrassed, he didn't even look proud of being praised, so he buried his head and quickly picked up his face.

After he finished eating a bowl of noodles, Feng Yue took the bowl and planned to wash it, but Song Nan was a little embarrassed and snatched it from him, "Let me do it..."

Feng Yue didn't argue with him, and let him go.

With a pot, a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, Song Nan realized that he had eaten a large bowl of noodles by himself, and Feng Yue didn't even drink the soup.Only then did he realize that before Fengyue said he came to play with him, he simply cooked noodles for him.

Song Nan's heart suddenly warmed up. He is just like this. He looks tough on the outside and is not afraid of anything. In fact, he is a person who is easily moved.

Song Nan put all the pots and bowls in the sink, squeezed out the detergent, put in water, took a rag, and started to rinse the bowls and pots. Feng Yue stood quietly beside him, and naturally took the chopsticks from him and put them in the clear water pool beside him. Over the water.

"That person is you." Feng Yue said suddenly.

Song Nan's movement of wiping the bowl slipped, and the bowl in his hand fell back into the sink. Fortunately, the bowl fell lightly, without any cracks or cracks.

He turned his face uncertainly and looked at Fengyue, "Huh?"

"That person is you." Feng Yue said again.

"Me?" Song Nan forgot that his hands were still covered with foam, and pointed to the tip of his nose uncertainly, "Me?"

"Yes." Feng Yue smiled, raised his hand to wipe off the foam on the tip of his nose, and asked an irrelevant question instead, "Isn't the jade wrench on your brother's neck his?"

Song Nan didn't understand why his younger brother was involved in such a good topic, so he said vigilantly, "Why are you asking this?"

"That thing is yours." Feng Yue said firmly, "I just don't understand, why is it on your brother? Did you give it to him?"

No one has ever mentioned the matter of the jade ring finger, but when he was upper body when he was a child, the jade ring finger suddenly produced a strange dark green light, and then the ghost disappeared, and his father said it was a talisman, and Song Nan kept Wear it on your body.

During Cui Pengfei's incident, Song Nan was afraid that Huang Diwen would be in danger, so he gave him the amulet, and he never came back, but he didn't expect Song Nan to observe it, and he seemed quite interested.

Is it some kind of antique existence?

"You'd better take it back." Feng Yue said, "It will only be dangerous for your brother to wear it."

Song Nan looked disbelieving, Feng Yue explained, "Do you know why Wang Min can really get on him?"

Song Nan turned his head, "You mean, it's that jade ring finger playing tricks?"

Feng Yue said nothing, expressing his acquiescence.

Song Nan was so angry that he threw the bowl and wanted to go upstairs, "What kind of amulet, I think it's a wicked thing, just throw it away."

Feng Yue grabbed him, and Song Nan had to turn around. I don't know if it was his illusion or because of the layer of clothing, he seemed to feel that Feng Yue's fingertips were not as cold as before.

"He wears it to attract evil spirits," Feng Yue said, "but you can wear it to get rid of evil spirits."

"What?" Song Nan stared at him blankly.

"I didn't want to develop this place when I came to Qiyang Town, and I didn't want to build any resorts. These are just excuses to stay for a long time." Fengyue said to himself, "Because I want to find someone, and that person is also there. Xiyang Town."

"What does my ring have to do with the person you are looking for?" Song Nan asked puzzled.

"Of course there is," Feng Yue smiled, "When I saw that jade ring finger, I was delighted to think that I had found the right person. You asked me why I was so good to your brother, and that was the reason."

Song Nan opened his mouth wide in surprise, Feng Yue took the bowl from the sink and turned on the faucet to flush the water, and continued, "200 years ago, I gave this thing to a person, and I will be in love with him for three lifetimes." "As if feeling hypocritical, Feng Yue smiled unnaturally, "It's equivalent to exchanging wedding rings when modern people get married, but that person took a step away from me first."

"gone?"

"He's dead." Feng Yue looked at Song Nan, his eyes as clear as a black pool seemed to be looking at a distant place that he couldn't reach, "I found him 600 years ago, but unfortunately I went one step late, he was married at that time I gave birth to a happy family, and I didn't want his peaceful life to be changed because of my late arrival, so I resolutely chose to leave, thinking that I must meet him sooner after 600 years."

Song Nan opened his mouth, feeling that his radar for receiving information seemed a little blocked, and it took him a long time to react, "So, you are eyeing my brother?"

"Yes and no." Feng Yue shook his head, "At first I only knew he was in Heishuiwan, but I didn't know who it was until I saw the jade finger on Xiaowen's neck."

Song Nan recalled the difference in Feng Yue's attitude towards his younger brother before and after, which seemed to make sense, and he was a little annoyed, "So you think my brother is the one you are looking for, and treat him well in every possible way, but He's still a kid."

"I treat him in every possible way because I owe him a debt." Feng Yue felt that this matter needs to be explained clearly, "I have no love for him but I don't want to let go of my previous love, so I can only treat him well first. , I hope this is also a kind of compensation, I thought at that time, maybe I can develop feelings slowly."

Song Nan felt as if he was watching some drama about Mary Su's bitterness, and he was suddenly overwhelmed.

He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, thinking to himself that Fengyue's emotions are quite entangled. If it were changed, he would wait for someone for a thousand years, and he wouldn't be able to wait for a year if he didn't pay.

Feng Yue didn't know what he was thinking, and continued, "It wasn't until that night that you were injured, I was stained with your blood, and there was something strange in my body, so I didn't know that Xiaowen was not the person I was looking for." Looking straight into Song Nan's eyes, he paused and said, "You are."

Song Nan felt as if he had been hit by something in his chest. It was heavy, but it was neither painful nor itchy, but there was also an inexplicable trace of sadness for no reason.

Song Nan hurriedly changed the topic, and said amusedly, "My blood is so awesome?"

Feng Yue didn't answer, but raised his hand and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. When he got to the third button, Song Nan stared at him, "What are you going to do again?"

[The author has something to say]: The finale is coming, and the number of words in the following chapters will be more.

Continue to duck tomorrow.