I woke up with eight tails

Taking a sip of water, Lang Huan said concisely, "No."

"..."

"Think about it again, if it was you, who was sent to protect the person you hate the most, and was taught a lesson for refusing, what would you think?"

"I... I'm probably going to be angry, resentful, upset and sad?"

Lang Huan hated iron for being weak: "Why don't you say all the adjectives at once."

Lou Lian was very wronged: "I don't know if there is no complete context."

Lang Huan wanted to say a few more words, but when he heard that soft and pitiful voice, his heart softened, and he couldn't teach him a lesson.

She rubbed her temples: "You, as long as you have the slightest skill of Senior Brother Qin, I wouldn't be stuck here."

Lou Lian: "..."

In this part of the plot, Helian Fuluo asked Yanyue, who is a disciple, to secretly protect her adopted son, that is, Helian Yuanshuo.

It is said to be "protection", but it is more like "supervision".

——Since Helen Gayue passed away, Yanyue went to the former's son Helian Fuluo in order to repay her kindness.Helian Fuluo found that although Yanyue was a goblin, her muscles and bones were no worse than humans, and she was even more suitable for martial arts, so she took Yanyue under her family and trained her as a killer.

Yanyue and Yuan Shuo, the human and the demon are in the same school, but one is in the light and the other is in the dark. It stands to reason that there is no intersection at all, but judging from the plot that Lou Lian got, the two may have already had a relationship. Conflict, probably not small.

The monster Yanyue has the innocence of the monster clan's nature, and also has the sophistication that was later contaminated by the world, but no matter what, it can make Yanyue hate a human being so much at that time. Lou Lian really can't figure out what Helian Yuanshuo did. What.

He is a very sharp-edged person, of course, because of his lack of ability, every time he acts, his mind is full of question marks, which seems very unnatural.

In short, Yanyue was very troubled after receiving the order. He didn't want to go to Yuan Shuo, and he didn't dare to disobey the order. After thinking twice, he begged the master to change. Fu Luo sternly refused.

Helian Fuluo was very angry about this.

At this moment, Lou Lian was nestling on the sofa, holding the cup in both hands, with a sad face.

When he was the closest to this circle in his last life, he was not a film and television actor, but a dance actor. Although there is only a difference in the prefix, it is completely different.

After all, there are only a few talented players like Mister. For example, he is just an idiot.

Lang Huan said: "Fuluo never saw Yanyue as the same kind. Yanyue is a monster, a thing, and his most convenient knife; in contrast, Jiayue regards Yanyue, who is still a cat, as a family member. Take it seriously as your own child—what do you think Yanyue would think."

Lou Lian understood a little this time: "Gap?"

"Yes," Lang Huan finally nodded his noble head, "You are too attached to Helian Yuanshuo. In fact, there is nothing wrong with him at this time."

Lou Lian smiled sarcastically.

Indeed, he paid too much attention to Yuan Shuo, but ignored Yan Yue at this time. In his world, it was obvious that Jia Yue and Fu Luo dominated, and Yuan Shuo was just a "very annoying human being".

Lang Huan glanced at him: "It's like going from a top student at S University to a scumbag who plays the role of three men and four men. No matter how dull and innocent, it must be uncomfortable."

Lou Lian: "..."

This woman's mouth is really powerful. Xueba and scumbags are all talking about Lin Lang, even if Lou Lian is not, they feel suffocated with empathy.

Lang Huan lowered his voice: "But since you're following me now, you don't have to worry about being a top student. You have potential, so work hard and take this role to prove yourself.

She touched her pocket, took out two fruit candies, and put them in Lou Lian's hands: "Take a break, and continue later."

"...Thank you, Miss Lang."

Lou Lian peeled it off and ate it. It tasted like watermelon and was very sweet.

He folded up the colorful candy wrappers, and sighed in his heart, today he has seen what it means to "really give a candy with a stick".

In the infinite cycle of "showing ugliness" - "receiving criticism" - "correcting" - "eating candy", the whole afternoon was spent like this.

The sky outside the window dimmed, and the wind blowing in was chilly.

At this moment, Lang Huan seemed relieved, rubbed his forehead tiredly, and patted Lou Lian on the shoulder: "Tomorrow I will pick you up in person, come on."

Lin Lang didn't have an assistant, so it was reasonable for his agent to pick him up, but Lou Lian was not thinking about it at the moment.

He looked at the seven candy paper thousand origami cranes in his palm, licked his lips, his eyes dimmed.

Lang Huan was delighted: "What are you doing? The folds look pretty nice, and the craftsmanship is pretty good."

The candy paper is not big, but the Thousand Paper Crane looks very delicate.

"Ha." Lou Lian grabbed a crane by its tail, and the two little wings of the crane flapped - he didn't fold it on purpose, it seemed that when he realized it, the sugar paper had already turned into a crane.

But this is not important, what is important is another question.

He asked: "Sister Lang, when you brought Brother Qin... Senior Brother, you got the answer right, so did you just give him sweets?"

Lang Huan: "No."

Lou Lian: "Then why..."

"Teach students in accordance with their aptitude."

"what?"

Lang Huan smiled: "Fang Fei doesn't need to be corrected at all, he has a very unique understanding of the role, and he got into the play much faster than you."

"..." Lou Lian, a poor student who was despised by Xueba's dean, "Okay, okay, I see."

"Is it tasty?"

"Huh? Very, very good."

"It's good enough." Lang Huan picked up the bag and opened the door, "Children should eat more sweets, so as not to say that I abused you - don't send them away, go to bed early today."

Then he left without looking back.

Lou Lian watched Lang Huan leave, closed the door, and collapsed on the bed.

He was thinking, do cats have tooth decay?

I ate seven or eight candies in one go, so tired.

"Sweet?"

Very sweet.

I haven't eaten candy for a long time, and it's quite fresh.

Lou Lian lay faceless on the bed, pouted his buttocks and rubbed against the pillow, and after a while, his tail came out from between his clothes and trousers.

Shake your tail, feel comfortable.

"I want to eat too." The voice said again.

"?!"

Lou Lian sat up abruptly, suspiciously rubbing his soft ears, and looked around.

what - what! ?

Probably because he was too frightened, his voice was extremely soft: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

However, Lou Lian panicked even more.

Because a floating white figure appeared in front of him out of thin air, without feet, without facial features, like a ghost.

"You, you..." Lou Lian stepped back, trembling, "What are you?"

The figure seemed a little dissatisfied: "You don't recognize me?"

"Should I recognize you?"

"The raccoon cat who followed me in that sea of ​​moonlight flowers is you, right?"

"?"

"You are tired from running, and I stopped on purpose to wait for you for a while, but you turned your head and rushed to catch the butterfly—child, am I right?"

"..."

After talking for a long time, Lou Lian was shocked to find that the vague faceless person in front of him was actually that "white man"!

"...I've stayed in this world for too long, and I've probably forgotten about it in the underworld. Now that the ghost messenger hasn't come to your door, I have no choice but to come to you. That's pretty much the way it is." Bai Huhu said, "My name is Bai Shi'an, The word reads Ann."

Lou Lian poked at the center: "Why did you have to come to me?"

Bai Nian'an: "Because I smell the same kind of smell in you."

"What is the taste?"

"The smell of the dead."

"..."

Lou Lian said vigilantly: "I'm not, don't talk nonsense, I'm still alive. Also, what is the smell of a dead person? Is it a rotten smell? Don't talk nonsense."

Bai Nian'an burst out laughing: "Little cat, you really don't know how to tease me. If you use your little brain, even if you change your form, you won't really be a human, so how could you be a dead person? I lied to you."

"?" Lou Lian said, "You're playing with me."

"Quite fun."

"..."

"Then when are you leaving?" Lou Lian asked.

"Maybe," Bai Nian'an floated onto the bed, folded a long white strip, as if "sitting", "Generally speaking, when a person dies, the soul is hooked by a ghost and goes to the underworld. After that, Reincarnation or whatever depends on fate, so there are countless ghosts in the underworld who have been running in the two realms, but there are only two leaders, which are the black and white impermanence that we are familiar with."

"Hei Wuchang's attack is to deal with ghosts and fierce ghosts, while Bai Wuchang's attack is to lead special souls—for example, those who have great merit in front of them, those who have great opportunities in this life, or those who have lost their way."

Lou Lian said: "So you are waiting for Bai Wuchang?"

Bai Nian'an: "Yes."

"Then why must it be here with me?"

"You're so cute, I want to lick the cat."

"..."

Lou Lian became angry from embarrassment: "You are obviously a married man! Wouldn't it be nice to see your man more? Wouldn't it be good to stay at home? Why did you come to my place!"

This time, Bai Nian'an was silent.

After a long time, his voice came, a little softly: "When a person dies, the lights go out, like soup and snow, do you understand?"

"Ok?"

"It means to do things for a lifetime, to complete a lifetime." Bai Ying turned quietly, giving Lou Lian the illusion that he was being watched seriously, "You monsters may not understand. Human life is short, but emotions are often deep. If every The love of the whole life will continue, so the soul can't bear this weight at all—that's why there will be Mengpo soup in the reincarnation."

"I have been dead for a long time, and now my wish is over, and I am no longer connected to his soul."

Lou Lian's eyes widened, unable to speak.

Bai Nian'an continued: "That's why I won't be by his side anymore."

He seemed to be talking to the cat demon in front of him, but also seemed to persuade himself, and continued: "I have been with him all my life as a human, and as a ghost for seven or eight years. I have witnessed most of the modern history of China. I have exhausted my benevolence and righteousness."

When people die, the lights go out... huh?

Lou Lian lowered his eyes, holding a thousand paper cranes, the two wings were almost broken by him.

"Let's not talk about this." Bai Nian'an said upon seeing this, "It's getting late, aren't you hungry?"

It's time for dinner now.

Lou Lian didn't speak, he tore open a bag of cat food, took a handful and put it in his mouth.

Then he unpacked another pack of cat sticks, took out one and sucked it slowly, like eating vegetables.

Bai Nian'an: "..."

This kind of dinner is easy to eat.

The cat and the ghost looked at each other speechlessly, after a while, Lou Lian drank the water and said, "I'm going back, don't follow me."

"go back?"

"go home."

"Your master knows that you are a monster?" Bai Nian'an asked in surprise.

"I don't know... maybe."

"Aren't you going to have a showdown? Are you tired of running around like this?"

"No spread, no tiredness," Lou Lian put the phone away, thought for a while, put the two most beautifully folded thousand paper cranes in, and said softly, "...when the time is right."

In due time, everything will settle and everything will have its place.

He closed the door from the inside, locked it, and drew the curtains to make it look like a human being, then turned back into a raccoon cat, and walked out through the door.

Bai Nian'an followed out.

Lou Lian came to a dark place, stopped, and stared at the group of human-shaped white shadows.

He didn't want anyone to disturb his and his husband's lives, not even ghosts.

Bai Nian'an said: "Don't be angry, as a senior, I will give you something as a thank you gift."

As the words fell, the white shadow shook for a while, and something flew out from a position similar to the heart, like a wooden bead.

The bead slowly floated in front of Lou Lian, turning around, Lou Lian felt a slight heat on his neck in a daze.

He looked at this bead, everything around him was no longer important, as if there was only this one thing in front of him.

A bell sounded suddenly.

Stepping on the strange and ethereal melody, responding to the misty mist on the other side.

The white figure is from far to near, wearing a high crown, and the hair is completely white.

"Dead soul, I lead you back."

Under the moon, the visitor stretched out his hand, and the red soul banner was engraved with a requiem.

Several small white light clusters followed closely behind the flag, and each cluster had a small tail fluttering out.

"Ah..." Bai Nian'an turned around and lowered his head reverently, "You are finally here, take me away."

A small white light group suddenly broke away from the "organization", as if it wanted to fly over, but was stopped by Bai Wuchang.

Lou Lian huddled in the corner, looking at the scene in front of him that he would never see when he was a human.

He looked at Bai Nian'an's facial features became clear, he was a very handsome person, looked at Bai Nian'an showing doubts and ecstasy, and saw that soul melted like snow and turned into a small dumpling like the soul of the Queen of the Banner.

Something glistening and translucent fell down, and instead of disappearing on the ground, it became a tear-like entity.

Bai Nian'an disappeared.

Lou Lian stared blankly at the objects on the ground, which were only a paw away from him.

In fact, Bai Nian'an was only one paw away from him before.

"Relic." Bai Wuchang seemed to smile lightly, "It's really rare."

Lou Lian scratched the ground in surprise—is this actually a relic?

The legendary crystallized after the cremation of an eminent monk? !

The author has something to say: Young Master: Well, I’m actually lost too.

Bai Wuchang:?

Young Master: It's all here, my lord, take me into the car with you!

Bai Wuchang:.

The older generation gave an ending, by the way, give Maomao a prop

It feels like the more I write, the more it looks like a supernatural text, the vicissitudes of life