Cleanup not allowed [Quick Transmigration]

Three good-looking people sat scattered on the sofa, silently, and no one broke the current situation. Lu Xinghai looked at the void expressionlessly, as if there was something attractive in front of him, and the Buddha's fate was even stronger. He couldn't speak anymore, he picked up the cup as if looking for something to drink, then added another cup, and then drank it all in one gulp, strangely without making any sound during the process.

Ji Qichuan looked to the left, something was wrong, and when he looked to the right, something was even more wrong, even the whole person was wrong.

He looked at the inexplicable atmosphere in the room, and finally leaned towards Lu Xinghai resolutely. After grabbing Lu Xinghai's arm, he felt a little comforted. He pinched him fiercely before speaking in a low voice, with some gnashing of teeth in his tone. : "You are talking."

He was already very sensitive to emotional matters. He really didn't feel Chu Foyuan's liking, and the other party's stalking made him even more bored. Almost every time the three of them met, they quarreled or fought. Such a quiet The atmosphere made them feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

Lu Xinghai looked innocently at the person who pinched him, he didn't want to face such an atmosphere, even though they belonged to the four big families of ghost hunting, they also met each other when they were young, and they met quite a few times because of work over the years , It's a pity that the other party naturally dislikes him. There has never been a situation like this without saying a word, and he doesn't know how to do it.

Ji Qichuan looked at Foyuan with doubts in his eyes. Although he felt that the person in front of him was not Chu Foyuan, he was very familiar with the expression in the other person's eyes from time to time, that kind of...love.

For this matter, Foyuan doesn't feel anything now, except for special circumstances, he always gives his feelings to his body. After all, this is the only memory of the original owner, and it is also the only thing he left in the world, whether it is love or not. Whether it's hatred or hatred, it's not any different to the Buddha's fate itself, it's just the mortal world of the mortal world.

A long time ago, he knew what love is, what is hate, and what is the world of mortals, but even if he knew, he would not understand and would not be able to do it. Even if he experienced it clearly in the first world, what remained was only a touch of the dark side. The traces, although they draw layers of waves, will eventually disappear, because they are still not him.

"The ghost you are talking about, is it Baiman?" Foyuan broke the silence, opened his mouth lightly, and then poured another glass of water. He was not really thirsty, but suddenly felt that the water flowing through his throat was very comfortable, which reminded him Zeng Lian gave him world affairs tea.

The two people who were looking at each other in the dark turned their heads in shock when they heard Foyuan's words. Their eyes were full of vigilance, and the suspicion in their eyes was even worse: "Who are you, and how did you know this?"

"Stupid." Foyuan put down the quilt, and looked at Lu Xinghai under the angry eyes of the two: "Ji Qichuan doesn't know, you don't know my identity, and I haven't learned anything, let alone..." Foyuan turned to Ji Qichuan: "It's about you."

【……Host. ] 101 seemed to be entangled in something, he who didn't talk much at first suddenly said something, causing Foyuan's hand to pause slightly.

"Ok?"

101 flew in front of him to block Foyuan's gaze from looking at Ji Qichuan, Lu Xinghai seemed to sense something, but he frowned as he didn't find anything in the end.

101 continued with the second half of the sentence, [Host, it's not that the monks don't lie, and...not close, you were just...molesting. 】It said what it wanted to say intermittently, as if it was somewhat similar to human faltering.

Foyuan smiled at the rare question of gossip, in Ji Qichuan's eyes it seemed to be showing love to him, he turned his head away from him for a moment, and cut off his sight, but Foyuan didn't notice this, just a little funny in his heart , also inexplicably lonely: "Didn't the Buddha say that the poor monk has never stepped into the world of mortals. The poor monk once thought that the world of mortals is the three thousand threads of troubles that human beings often say, and the black hair turns into white hair. But the Buddha said that the poor monk was wrong. So now these are not the world of mortals in the mouth of the Buddha, the world of mortals is sensuality, the world of mortals is desire, the world of mortals is chasing..."

101 was a little dazed when he heard the self-talk of Buddha's destiny and turned into a poor monk. The tens of thousands of information found in the database made it somewhat clear. His host was entangled in why he became a Buddha and why he became an adult, but it Without saying anything, the host's own epiphany will allow it to obtain more sufficient materials.

Ji Qichuan pulled Lu Xinghai's arm and remained silent. He didn't like the color in Chu Fuyuan's eyes that he could sacrifice everything for him. He didn't want the other party to lose everything. What he wanted was that the other party was willing to lose everything with him. He will feel extremely guilty if he is destined for Buddha, and all he can do is refuse.

"Chu Foyuan, Xinghai, can you tell me what you said?" It felt uncomfortable to be kept secret, but if it was really something that couldn't be said, he wouldn't force it.

Lu Xinghai nodded: "There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. I think you are very clear. In order to deal with these things, the identity of a ghost hunter existed a long time ago, but today's modern society trusts Science, ghost hunters and their entourage have also gradually declined, and now there are only four families of Chu, Lu, Ji, and Wan left. I am the heir of the Lu family, and Chu Foyuan is the eldest son of the Chu family. So the heir of the Chu family is his gifted nephew."

Ji Qichuan was silent after hearing this, and his mood was complicated. Since he entered the entertainment industry, it seemed that his world had been gradually distorted. Things that he had never seen before appeared in front of him one by one, wanting to snatch his body. He spent almost all of his money. He asked Lu Xinghai to be his bodyguard for the money, but he didn't expect to beat him and fell in love with this ghost hunter who had neurological facial paralysis and fell into Qian's eyes. Now even the person who loves him is related to ghosts. The entertainment industry has been broken since the beginning.

"So, who is Baiman?"

"..."

"You do not know!"

Looking at the shocked and angry expressions of the two, Foyuan was a little puzzled: "Of course I don't know, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you."

He didn't mean to play tricks, but he really didn't know that the original owner stayed by Wan Yihan's side all the time, and in the end he only knew that the ghost he sealed was called Bai Man, and he didn't know anything about her grievances with Ji Qichuan.

Ji Qichuan sighed when he heard Baiman's name again and leaned back on the sofa: "Although I don't know where you heard this name from, I only found out the truth recently. Ordinary little ghosts just want my body to return. Yang, but this female ghost is different. She seems to hate me so much that even if I die, I can’t relieve her hatred. Since I saw her, she has been pestering me all the time, until This situation will be better after Xinghai comes."

The fragility in his eyes seemed to be fleeting, and the next moment he returned to his original look: "It is true that she has not appeared in front of me since Xinghai came, but I always feel that she is always looking at me, even during the day."

Lu Xinghai thought of something: "No wonder I feel something is wrong, do you remember that woman today, that's not possession, it's peeping."

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