Bend that ghost

Wen Zhijiang cried enough to realize that he and Lu Li were hugging each other, his ears were burning, he pushed Lu Li away without hesitation, and turned around quickly.

Damn, what happened just now...?

Why did he cry while hugging the mentally handicapped Taoist priest? ?No no, it must be an illusion, it must be! !

However, Lu Li raised the corner of his lips viciously, and said in a tone of emotion on purpose: "Oh, the young master is really ruthless, just throw it away after using it—"

Wen Zhijiang's face darkened, and he uttered two words coldly: "mentally retarded."

Lu Li raised his eyebrows, not to mention, this young master is cute even if he is awkward, then he shook his head and said with a smile: "What are you doing with your back? Now is not the time to be awkward."

Wen Zhijiang turned around reluctantly when he heard the sound. If it wasn't for special circumstances, he would never talk to this mentally handicapped Taoist priest!

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Li's pale face in the dark, and asked in shock, "What's wrong with you?"

Didn't it mean healing?This appearance looks not much different from before, perhaps even worse than before.

Lu Li put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "It's nothing. It's just that a little guy suddenly went berserk while he was healing. I had to stop for a while to comfort that little guy."

Wen Zhijiang: "..."

Ok?

what? ?

He was healing well but had to stop because of himself. Even if Wen Zhijiang didn't believe in Lu Li, he felt embarrassed at the moment, and immediately urged, "Then go back and continue healing."

Lu Li laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to grab Wen Zhijiang's wrist when he brushed past him, led him to the place where he had been meditating before, and said as he walked, "You will come with me, it won't be long."

If the young master is left alone again, maybe something will happen again, it's more at ease to put it under his nose.

Wen Zhijiang didn't struggle when he was being dragged away, he muttered: "You are not naive, and you can also let people accompany you when you are healing."

Lu Li paused, then turned around and approached him suddenly, with a playful smile in his eyes, he said, "Who needs company more?"

Wen Zhijiang stopped abruptly so as not to bump into him, half-closed his eyes and opened his lips to say a word: "You."

Lu Li raised his eyebrows, leaned forward again and said, "Who just lay in my arms like a woman and cried? Huh?"

Wen Zhijiang was told about his pain, but he was still calm and calm: "Oh, who is it?"

Land from:"……"

After admitting defeat, Lu Li silently sat cross-legged at the place where he was meditating before, pursed his lips aggrievedly, and said nothing.

Like an elder who is angry with a naughty child and can't bear to be harsh.

Did he do something evil to offend this young master, or was he obedient and pitiful just now?

After thinking about it, Lu Li still looked at Wen Zhijiang unwillingly, and said in an elder's tone, "Young master, I'm your uncle, so I have to respect my elders."

As soon as the words fell, a sharp eye knife came oncoming.

Wen Zhijiang gouged him out and said calmly, "Oh."

Uncle?

The two of them are about the same age, not much older, although there is indeed a little bit of a problem with seniority, but do you want him to call this mentally handicapped Taoist uncle?

impossible.

Impossible, just impossible.

Land from:"……"

Oh?

Oh what do you mean? ?

You are called Master Uncle!

Lu Li sighed silently, the juniors don't accept control, the elders are hard to do, it's hard to do well.

Wen Zhijiang couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, and found a rock not far from Lu Li to sit on. It was still dark, and the surroundings were covered by the shadows of weeds.

This wilderness could be used as a shooting location for a horror movie, but Wen Zhijiang didn't feel scared at all.

Grandpa's identity is unknown, and now his mother is also hiding it, maybe if he wants to know the truth, he has to wait for Lu Li to recover.

Thinking about it, Wen Zhijiang glanced at Lu Li who was healing with his eyes closed. His pale face was cold and hard in the night, especially under the bleak moonlight. He couldn't see the man's inconspicuous appearance when he opened his eyes.

Wen Zhijiang helped Fu Fu's forehead, feeling helpless, Lu Li tried to protect him time and time again, even though he was dead, but without Lu Li, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a ghost left.

But why did this man do that?

Wen Zhijiang didn't know much about Lu Li, but this name appeared in his father's diary, and it appeared with his grandfather, so he might really be his apprentice.

Although many things can be seen from the father's diary, the father's writing is very vague, and he only explained a general idea, but refused to elaborate.

For example, how did he save him in the end, and what was the cause of that serious illness.

Is it a demon, or something else?

Nothing was written in the diary, and Wen Zhijiang discovered that his father might be an undiscovered good writer of lyrical prose.

After thinking for a long time without a clue, Wen Zhijiang simply raised his head and counted the stars because of his irritability.

As a result, when he raised his head, his raised neck suddenly froze. He had forgotten that today was covered with dark clouds, let alone stars, and there were no moons.

From this, it can be concluded that when people are unlucky, the sky is cloudy.

Wen Zhijiang wanted to sigh but was afraid of disturbing Lu Li, so he lowered his head silently and frowned.

At this time, Wen Zhijiang's trust in Lu Li has been raised to - this person can be trusted.

Grandpa's apprentice, even his father had seen him, maybe if he woke up when he was seriously ill, he would be able to see him.

With great difficulty, Wen Zhijiang pulled over all the stray clues and sorted them out carefully. Although the concept is vague, it's better than nothing.

But someone interrupted his thinking. As a ghost, Wen Zhijiang keenly noticed that there was a solid, moving Yin Qi approaching them, and he flicked his wrist like a frightened bird.

There won't be any monsters and ghosts coming again, right?Wen Zhijiang suddenly got up and looked at the source of the Yin Qi, but was stunned.

Behind the weeds was a tombstone that was nearly half incomplete, as if it had been cut off in the middle by something. Ru Mo's eyes were looking at him.

Seeing the other party's illusory body, Wen Zhijiang knew that it was a ghost.

Meeting ghosts in the cemetery seems to be nothing unusual, it's normal to think about it, but a ghost suddenly came out in the middle of the night and looked at him, looking at the other person's direct gaze, Wen Zhijiang's scalp still felt numb for a while.

Immediately, he felt ridiculous that as a ghost, he would still feel fearful of his own kind.

The little ghost didn't care about Wen Zhijiang's inner journey, he just stared at him without blinking.

Being stared at by a kid like this, Wen Zhijiang still felt awkward after adjusting his mentality, frowned, and opened his lips coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Wen Zhijiang didn't realize that his attitude was not suitable for treating children. He was not a pediatrician and had no children at home, so he rarely communicated with children.

The child stood motionless on the spot, still staring at Wen Zhijiang without blinking, his eyes were filled with a greedy look that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, as if he had a great desire for something.

Opposite was a kid who only reached his waist, but Wen Zhijiang still felt that being stared at by such a pair of eyes with complicated emotions at night was like a pain in his back. At the same time, he became vigilant and looked back menacingly with half-closed eyes.

Thinking quickly in his mind, this brat obviously came with bad intentions, but it's better not to disturb Lu Li's healing. He had already disturbed Lu Li just now, thinking of the pale face of that person, Wen Zhijiang dismissed the idea of ​​asking Lu Li for help.

Everyone is a ghost, and the other side is just a kid, so it's too embarrassing to ask for help.

Unexpectedly, under Wen Zhijiang's watchful eyes, the little ghost not only did not retreat timidly, but the desire in his eyes became more and more intense, and dark lines appeared on his pale skin, which looked especially terrifying in the silent night.

Wen Zhijiang: "..."

It's not fair, why is this kid still transforming? ?

Wen Zhijiang could clearly feel the hostility and yin qi around this little devil condensed, as if the yin energy in the entire cemetery had gathered around him.

The wind blew by, and the weeds rustled.

The more Yin Qi gathers, the more compact the kid's body becomes, the pupils become dilated, and finally only the whites of the eyes remain, and the black lines increase, almost covering the entire face.

It was only then that Wen Zhijiang realized that the black lines on the kid's body seemed to be the Yin Qi he had drawn from the cemetery.

Wait, the mentally handicapped Taoist seems to have said that places with more yin energy are more conducive to his recovery. Now that the entire cemetery's yin energy will be sucked away by this brat, what should Lu Li do? ?

Wen Zhijiang glanced back, and in the next moment, he found that the Yin Qi in the graveyard had frozen for a moment, as if it had been frozen.

Then the Yin Qi retreated in an instant and seemed to rush in another direction, which was where Lu Li was.

The black lines on the kid's body began to fade in an instant, and he seemed to realize that someone was competing with him for Yin Qi, so he glared angrily and let out a strange cry, and began to concentrate on competing with Lu Li for Yin Qi in the graveyard.

Wen Zhijiang: "..."

Unexpectedly, the yin energy in a cemetery has become a good thing. One person and one ghost compete for each other, and no one is willing to show weakness.

So Wen Zhijiang saw the black lines on the kid's body appear for a while, then disappear for a while, repeating itself.

But judging from the number of lines on the kid's body, it seems that Lu Li still has the advantage. The lines on the kid's body are decreasing little by little, and even if they increase, they will soon fade away.

Originally thought that he was going to face this kid who didn't know where he came from, but he didn't expect to be rescued by Lu Li again. A trace of complexity flashed in Wen Zhijiang's eyes.

He didn't want to accept his favor at first, and he could pay back whatever he owed, but it would be troublesome if it had to do with love.

Well, human affection is also affection.

Unexpectedly, the little ghost suddenly made a strange hoo hoo sound from his throat, and approached Wen Zhijiang step by step, his voice was as unpleasant as sawing wood: "Hand over the things..."

Wen Zhijiang took a step back in shock, but felt that the kid's words seemed familiar.

It seems that the white-clothed fox demon also said this.

Everyone asked him to hand over his things, but the problem was that he didn't even know what he had!

The physical body is gone, so what else is there?

Wen Zhijiang narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you want?"

Maybe he could know something from this kid.