Ghosts have fairies

The atmosphere was completely ruined by Buyehou, and Yunxiu who was following behind him couldn't help but gave him a hard elbow.

Seeing other guests visiting, Yang Siqing and Yan Chuan swallowed their words tacitly, and were sitting on the sofa waiting for arrangements.

A group of people had dinner together, Yunxiu watched with satisfaction her masterpiece being worn by the little zongzi, and was so happy that she hugged the child and refused to let go.

Since Qi Tong was going to take He Zhen to the studio, he worried that if he left the little rice dumpling at home with Yunxiu and Buyehou, the child would cry into a boiled rice dumpling like noon, so he decided to serve it with a group of people, so that the children would be safe. It's also more secure.

Before going out, Buyehou sneaked in quietly while He Zhen was alone in the kitchen.

He knew the story of Yan Chuan and Yang Siqing from He Zhen, and seeing that the two had started to abuse dogs like no one else, he felt very inspired and decided to come in and give He Zhen a shot.

Bu Yehou: "Look at other people, it's the same situation. After the two sides made it clear, they came together again. You and your family can also try boldly."

He Zhen glanced at him helplessly, and was about to say something when Qi Tong suddenly opened the sliding door of the kitchen, put his arms around his waist and led him out, "Let's go early and come back early, you didn't get well yesterday if I wasn't here yesterday." Sleep, I have to stare at you and sleep for eight hours tonight."

He struggled, but didn't break free, turned his head and glanced at Bu Yehou, seeing the surprise on the other side's face, who seemed to want to applaud, he couldn't speak at once.

"Have you ever seen a blank painting?"

A group of people stood in the studio of the attached middle school. Qi Tong stood where the blank painting he saw last night and asked Lu Yang.

"I didn't pay attention." Lu Yang shook his head and said, "There are a lot of white papers in the studio. Is there anything strange about the one you mentioned?"

"When I was staring at the blank painting, many pictures I hadn't seen flashed through my mind, and there were also some sounds I hadn't heard before." Qi Tong walked along the wall, checking one by one, "But other people looked at it and nothing happened."

The little zongzi curiously picked up a pen sharpener, and He Zhen hurried over to take it down, took the child away and asked Qi Tong, "Maybe it's a problem with the frame?"

"Probably not." Lu Yang sat down on a chair, bent his back relaxedly, and said, "I can only be attached to the painting every time, not just the frame."

Qi Tong didn't worry about it any more, and asked, "Is that mysterious person looking for you here every time?"

Lu Yang nodded and said: "Because it always said that as long as I want, I can use Lu Xiao's hand in exchange for a better fate for me, so I dare not stay with my sister all the time, so I often hide here. "

"Going to another place?" He Zhen turned his head and asked.

"Alright." Qi Tong put his hands behind his head and motioned for everyone to go out together.

There were also many pictures drawn by students during the art festival in the corridor. When they were about to turn up the stairs, Lu Yang suddenly tugged on the sleeve of He Zhen who was walking at the end.

"What's wrong?" The school didn't even have emergency lights in the middle of the night, so He Zhen couldn't help but lower his voice so that the group of people in front didn't notice when he stopped.

Lu Yang pointed to a painting on the wall beside him: "Do you think this painting is a bit strange?"

At the very center of that painting is a figure whose face cannot be seen clearly, with blood-red spider threads all over the limbs, at first glance it looks like the blood vessels have been pulled out one by one.

And around the painting, countless holy figures like exiled immortals are surrounding the figure, but they are not praying for him, let alone transforming him. knife.

When He Zhen saw the painting, a sharp light flashed across his eyes, and he raised his hand to summon the Hexu Fan, but at the same time, an invisible force bound him like a rope.

But Lu Yang obviously stood there and didn't move!

His mouth was also speechless, and the scene in front of him began to distort and shrink, and gradually he could only see clearly a place the size of a picture frame.

Something dripped onto his face. He looked up, and there were people whose faces could not be seen standing outside the box, and the knives in their hands were still dripping blood.

And in the center of the box, Lu Yang gave him a blank look, then turned and walked out of his field of vision.

He's trapped in the painting!

Lu Yang turned away from the painting, took two steps but stopped, took a deep breath, and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands.

"You've done a good job." A voice rang in his ear, but there was still an empty corridor around.

Lu Yang's voice was tired and stiff, "Remember what you promised me."

The voice chuckled and said, "No hurry, there is one more."

"Understood." Lu Yang sighed, and stepped up the stairs resignedly.

There was no such group of people upstairs, Lu Yang went around the whole building suspiciously, but there was still no one else.His whole body tensed up, and just as he was about to sneak away, a series of laughter suddenly came from behind him diagonally.

He stiffened his neck and turned his whole body slowly.

A woman was hanging upside down on the roof, half of her body dangling in his line of sight, her long hair drooping, her face pale and staring at him with open eyes, and there was a big hole in her abdomen that was stained with blood.

Lu Yang's scalp exploded, his feet seemed to be petrified, and he couldn't even move.Suddenly, the corner of the woman's mouth curled into a strange arc.

The chill surged up from the soles of his feet crazily, and his entire face was stretched like a full bow.He dragged his sore legs, his steps were erratic, and he turned around and ran downstairs.

boom--

Just as he ran to the next floor, the door of the classroom closest to him suddenly opened.

He couldn't help but backed away, trying to stay away from the inexplicably opened door.His ankle suddenly felt cold, and he jumped up in fright.

A man with disheveled hair crawled behind him at some point, holding his ankle tightly with one hand.

"Don't come here!" He stepped back with his eyes wide open, and was about to step up and step on it when a drop of liquid suddenly dripped onto the tip of his nose.

In an instant, a strong smell of alcohol poured into his nostrils, and his whole body trembled crazily.

With a stiff neck, he raised his head one by one, and there was also a painting hanging high on the wall beside him.

Holding an overturned wine bottle in one hand, all the wine in the bottle spilled out, spilled out of the painting, and was dripping drop by drop along the frame on the tip of his nose.

And looking up, he saw the outline of that hand very familiar to him, until his eyes moved to the face of the person in the painting, Lu Yang instantly collapsed.His feet were soft, and he fell directly down the stairs.

The person in the painting is actually Lu Feng!And he was still smiling at him, and his eyeballs turned in another direction after he fell down the stairs. The sight of those eyes was like two sharp knives with a cold light, ready to cut him open at any time.

Lu Yang leaned against the wall, watching Lu Feng floating out of the painting with the wine bottle in hand.

"Help me...don't let him come here..." he murmured with trembling lips.

Lu Feng raised one corner of his mouth and sneered, "There is no one else here, good son."

Lu Yang moved back against the wall, his mouth still kept saying, "Help me... save me..."

"Haven't you figured it out yet? You're the only one coming here tonight." Lu Feng approached slowly and looked down at him, "There was no one else at all."

"……impossible!"

"Then how do you think my soul disappeared from your eyes after I was killed by you?" Lu Feng let out that uncomfortable laugh again, "You can make deals with others, but I can't? "

"Don't come here..." Lu Yang struggled to stand up, his feet were so weak that he couldn't run at all, and he wanted to float away but was horrified to find that he seemed to have lost this ability.

Seeing that Lu Feng was approaching gradually, if he really fell into his hands, his own ghost might be wiped out immediately.

There was no good result anyway, just when he decided to pull Lu Feng together, a hazy light suddenly flashed by, and both of them raised their hands to block it.

And in this gap, the sound of chains scraping the floor resounded in the dark corridor.

He heard this voice last night!The fear and despair in his body receded like a tide, and joy washed through every pore. Lu Yang raised his head and shouted, "There are ghosts here!"

In the next second, two chains bound him and Lu Feng together, and the black and white impermanent figure came out of the darkness, and the soul-seeking lamp in his hand suddenly lit up to the extreme.

The knives were gradually approaching from all directions, and He Zhen tried his best to grab the blood-red spider silk tied around his body, but he couldn't break free.

"Want to go out?" A voice that had obviously changed his voice sounded in the painting.

"Get out!" He Zhen yelled through gritted teeth.

The voice smiled and said, "Don't be so fierce, maybe I can really save you."

"Oh, what are you?" He Zhen mocked, "Aren't you also his dog after all?"

The man didn't care, and said, "But what's the difference between me and you?"

"How? You don't want to live longer? Look at you now, it's like being locked in a cage. Anyway, you hate him so much, why should this matter follow him?"

He Zhen laughed, "Are you so confident that you have this ability?"

"If you stand on the same line as me, wouldn't the chances of winning be greater?"

He Zhen calmed down, thinking about his words with lowered eyes, the man saw that he had loosened up a bit, and said persistently: "Are you really willing to part with Qi Tong?"

boom--

There was a muffled sound outside the picture, like the sound of a door being opened, and the man was obviously taken aback by the sound.

He Zhen raised his eyes, held the Hexu fan in his right hand, the blade protruded from the fan bone, he crossed his hands and cut off the spider silk.

At the same time, among the surrounding figures, a person visibly moved his head.The severed spider threads quickly stretched inwards, trying to re-wrap He Zhen. He Zhen turned his hand and waved the closing fan, and a thousand machine ropes quickly shuttled among the spider threads like a needle thread. The speed was so fast that only the residual film.

A moment later, a thousand machine ropes strung the spider silk into a giant net, and it slammed towards the most suspicious figure.

The painting collapsed in an instant, and He Zhen quickly jumped out of the frame following the figure, and the cool wind of the middle of the night rushed towards his face.

The moment the net was about to encircle the figure, it shattered into dots of red fluorescent light, and a man in a white robe stood opposite him.

He Zhen closed his fan and stabbed at him fiercely with the fan as a knife. The white-robed man turned around to dodge, raised his hand to block him, and the two of them staggered and changed positions.He Zhen didn't stop, and in the next second he stretched out the fan bone towards his hood, and the white-robed man was forced to back away, preventing him from touching his hood.

Just when he was about to retreat to the corner of the wall, the sound of the blade breaking through the wind came, He Zhen unleashed a few blades, and at the same time a short knife pierced through the wall behind the man in white robe, and stabbed straight at his back. It is Qi Tong's Tianyuan.

The white-robed man flashed nimbly, and bent down to avoid Tian Yuan's attack. Unfortunately, He Zhen hit Tian Yuan with his blade, Tian Yuan's knife tip bent, and the white-robed man took advantage of this gap to directly After jumping down the stairs, the figure disappeared into the air, only a chuckle was carried to He Zhen's ears by the wind.

"Are you okay?" Qi Tong walked over from behind He Zhen.

Without waiting for He Zhen to answer, Qi Tong helped him by the shoulders and turned around, and he was relieved when he found that there was no wound on the man's body, "Did he tell you anything?"

"I didn't say anything." He Zhen sighed as he looked at the place where the white-robed man disappeared.

Qi Tong glanced at him calmly, lowered his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I will catch the opportunity later."

He Zhen: "How about Lu Yang?"

Qi Tong: "Recruited, he promised to stay in the human world and help the white-robed man with affairs, in exchange for his sister's good fortune in this life and the next life."

He Zhen: "Lu Feng is also one of the targets?"

Qi Tong: "Yes, he originally wanted to wear Yang Siqing's skin to kill Lu Feng, hand over Lu Feng's soul to the white-robed man, and then throw the pot back to Yang Siqing, but unexpectedly, the other party's soul disappeared."

A hole was suddenly torn open in the space at the other end of the corridor, and a faint flute could be heard faintly.Hei Wuchang held the soul-seeking lamp in one hand and the soul chain in the other hand, walked to the front of the opening and stopped, and nodded to the two of them.

Qi Tong nodded, meaning to signal him to go first, and Hei Wuchang didn't stay any longer, and went straight in.

Not long after, Bai Wuchang brought Lu Yang and others over.The little zongzi led by Buyehou ran over after seeing the two of them, and threw himself into Qi Tong's arms.

He Zhen raised his eyes and looked at Qi Tong. The man picked up the child, but kept his eyes fixed on Lu Yang's direction, showing no emotion on his face.

He was a little nervous, and he moved his hands behind his back and squeezed them tightly, only to relieve a little.When arresting the white-robed man just now, Qi Tong could have asked Hei Wuchang and the others to come together, but he came alone, and judging from the reactions of these people, it seemed that he did not know that the white-robed man had appeared.

So why did Qi Tong do this?

As the new soul, Yang Siqing has already stayed in the human world for a few days, and according to the rules, she should return to the underworld immediately.

A group of people followed Wuchang into the gate of hell, and the cold wind blew everyone's hair into mess. Lu Yang was bound by a soul chain with one foot, turned around and glanced at them, and asked, "I made a mistake myself. , it shouldn’t implicate my sister, right?”

Qi Tong nodded and said with relief: "Don't worry, it won't affect her fate in this life, and she won't be charged with this account when she settles her merits and demerits in the future."

Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, but said worriedly, "What about Lu Feng?"

Bai Wuchang replied in a flat tone: "Hei Wuchang took him a step ahead, and his deeds and demerits in the past life will be settled by the judge. Since you and him have returned to the underworld, the fate of this life, whether good or bad, has been exhausted. You, Lu Feng, and Lu Xiao have absolutely nothing to do with each other."

"That's good." Lu Yang's tense back also relaxed, as if he had let go of all the burdens.

The headlights came on in the distance, and a Huangquan train was coming towards the gate of hell. Bai Wuchang motioned him to go forward. Lu Yang took a few steps unhurriedly, then stopped suddenly and turned his head to look at Qi Tong, his eyes full of puzzlement, "Why do many people in this world have never done bad things, and even often help those in need, but most of them don't get good rewards, or even die well?"

Qi Tong looked at him indifferently, but didn't speak.Bai Wuchang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he sighed first when the words came to his mouth, "Reward good for evil, it's not that you won't repay, it's just that the time hasn't come yet."

Lu Yang was puzzled: "I don't understand."

Bai Wuchang: "After death, a person goes to the underworld, and the punishment and fate in the next life are determined after the merits are settled. If a person commits a lot of evil, then he may have to pay the price of several lives to atone for the sins of this life."

"Then what if this person is a good person in this life?" Lu Yang thought about the days of himself and Lu Xiao, and said unfairly: "If a person was a wicked person in the previous life and a good person in this life, he still has to die because of his sins in the previous life. And if a person is a bad person in this life, but because of the goodness in the previous life, no matter how evil he does in this life, his life will be smooth and smooth, and then more innocent people will be affected. Is this really fair?"

He looked at Qi Tong, secretly feeling that this person could understand him, and his tone became more excited: "Why can't the sins of this life be repaid in this life?"

The whistle of the Huangquan train overwhelmed the end of his voice, and the cold body stopped at the ghost gate platform, and the door slowly opened with a toothache sound.

Bai Wuchang shook his head, pulled him to the car, "Let's go, don't waste any more time."

Lu Yang looked at Qi Tong, and after being dragged for a long distance, he turned his head and got into the car in frustration.

"Send it directly to Xuanming Palace." Qi Tong said suddenly.

Bai Wuchang, who had just stepped on the car door with one foot, was taken aback, wondering: "This...don't need to tell the manager?"

Qi Tong glanced at him lightly, "No need, the judge is already waiting in Xuanming Palace. If Luo Sanwan asks, he will say that Hades met him in the human world and wants to interrogate him himself."

Bai Wuchang understood, responded and turned to leave.

The Huangquan train moved away slowly, the headlights gradually disappeared into the boundless darkness, and Hei Wuchang walked out from behind a pillar at the platform of Guimenguan.

Yunxiu took a deep breath and asked, "This young man, he is already a ghost, yet he is still afraid of ghosts."

The person who grabbed Lu Yang's ankle in the corridor of the attached middle school was her. It was the first time for the little girl to pretend to be a ghost, and she still had a head.

"That's right, after my dog ​​took him, he still carried my soul and ran all the way. How could he be scared by hanging upside down in a blink of an eye?" Yang Siqing also found it incredible. Hanging upside down on the roof frightened Lu Yang.

"He did this kind of thing only for his sister, and he still resists it in his heart. When he is guilty, no matter whether it is a person, a ghost or a god, he is afraid of the person he has owed." He Zhen sighed and looked at Qi Tong, " Still haven't found Lu Feng?"

"No." Qi Tong pursed his lips. The person holding the wine bottle in the painting just now was not Lu Feng at all, but he pretended to be. They lied to Lu Yang just now.

Yan Chuan: "Lu Xiao didn't have that either?"

Hei Wuchang: "No, Lu Xiao has already left with her biological mother, and the ghost messenger has been guarding by their side since receiving the notice, and has not seen Lu Feng so far."

Qi Tong gave a "tsk", "It should also be taken away by the mysterious person Lu Yang said."

Yang Siqing was puzzled: "But why? Lu Yang helped the mysterious man to do things in exchange for a better life for his sister. If the mysterious man took Lu Feng's soul away, Lu Feng would probably hurt Lu Xiao again. Wouldn't that mean breaking the contract with Lu Yang?" Yet?"

"Psychological torture, he just likes to see the collapse of others when they gain hope and then fall into despair." He Zhen said, and then asked: "So what exactly did Lu Yang do for the mysterious person after his death?"

Qi Tong snorted and laughed, "It's an old routine, collecting the apex blood of living people."

Yan Chuan nodded thoughtfully, "So he can usually attach it to photos or paintings of other people's homes, and do it after they fall asleep."

"What is Apex Blood?" Yang Siqing was puzzled.

Qi Tong shook his head and said, "Don't think about it too much, anyway, you will forget about it after a bowl of Meng Po soup soon."

"Oh." Yang Siqing lowered her head and responded sullenly, remembering what Lu Yang said just now, and said again: "Actually, I agree with what Lu Yang said just now."

Qi Tong raised his eyebrows. This kind of thing is actually not suitable for this place to talk about. Lu Yang was sent directly to Xuanming Palace. The possibility of accidents is not high. He just let him say this just now, but Yang Siqing's short-lived Her life is clean, and if there is no accident, she will enter reincarnation immediately. If she is allowed to continue to make such remarks here, maybe there will be ghosts doing something on the way to reincarnation.

"Old Hei, take her away." Qi Tong didn't answer, motioning her to follow Hei Wuchang.

He Zhen turned his head to look at Yan Chuan, and the other party noticed his probing gaze, and avoided his eyes unnaturally.

Yang Siqing clasped his hands together and begged Qi Tong and Hei Wuchang: "Can I say a few more words?"

"That must be possible."

Qi Tong grinned, hugged the little zongzi very consciously, and signaled the idlers to follow him to a pillar...to eavesdrop.

Bu Yehou seems to be particularly interested in this kind of story of renewing the frontier. He sticks to the pillar with one ear exposed, listening to it with great interest, and he doesn't forget to pull He Zhen to let him study hard.

Over there, Yang Siqing said: "You said earlier that we were husband and wife... just a few lifetimes ago?"

Yan Chuan: "Yes."

Bu Yehou said to He Zhen without looking back: "Look at him!"

Qi Tong frowned.

Yan Chuan: "In the next life, can I go to you?"

Yang Siqing's surprised voice sounded quickly: "Of course!" She couldn't help laughing twice, "My God, I think that the next life may be born with a smile."

Yan Chuan smiled lightly, with some regret in his words, "But we will still be the same as that lifetime, and we will not be able to grow old with you."

With a soft sigh floating in the wind, Yang Siqing looked at Yan Chuan, but her eyes were full of relief, "It's okay, if I am lucky enough to be liked by you in every future life, you can come to me, and we can be together." Live thousands of different lives."

Bu Yehou patted He Zhen's arm excitedly, "Look! There are unexpected surprises after confessing!"

"Tsk!" Qi Tong felt that the tea tree spirit was here to make trouble, and he dared to encourage He Zhen to find his ex-boyfriend so bluntly in front of his genuine husband. He stuffed the little rice dumplings in his arms into He Zhen's arms , using children to distract him, but Buyehou was still talking non-stop, he couldn't bear it anymore and covered He Zhen's ears, and led him to the other side.

"Um... in the next life, can you come to me earlier?" Yang Siqing stared straight at Yan Chuan's face, "I also want to see this young man's godly face at the age of sixteen or seventeen. "

Yan Chuan was almost ashamed when she saw her, and nodded before he could dissect her words in his mind.

Qi Tong was so sore that his breath smelled like lemons, he stretched out his hand to pinch He Zhen's face, and sighed: "I also wanted to see this face when I was a teenager, Brother Immortal, why didn't you come down to earth earlier?"