The wall is perfect

"Luggage... oh luggage..." Du Cheng was in a hurry and didn't know what to say. He smiled a little foolishly, "I don't have any luggage."

Ji Manzhai opened the door, "Get in the car."

Du Cheng wondered if it was not good for him to leave like this, "I'll go up and say hello to my... roommate..."

Ji Manzhai: "I'll wait for you."

Du Cheng went upstairs and looked back at Ji Manzhai in the corridor. Ji Manzhai was standing in the sun. His car was as insignificant as his people. It was like a silent statue in the shadow cast by the sun. Du Cheng thought to himself, this People are so reliable.

Running upstairs, Du Cheng knocked on the door.

After a door, Zhou Gehai asked who.

Du Cheng remembered that when he first came, Zhou Gehai was also very wary and reluctant, because he reluctantly took him in because he heard Xiong Jiu's name.

But the hero is no longer there.

"I am leaving."

Du Cheng said simply.

Du Cheng waited for a while, but didn't wait for Zhou Gehai's response, so he left silently, and looked back at the dilapidated door, which was the first door opened for him. Du Cheng reluctantly withdrew his gaze, Even if Zhou Gehai doesn't agree with him, he will still remember the first friend he met in this world.

Ji Manzhai's residence was as unremarkable as his own. There was a room next to his office. The two rooms were connected, and there was a door in the middle. The room was not too big, and there were only two beds, a chair and a pair of hangers in it.

The two beds are only one meter apart, and it looks similar to a student dormitory.

Du Cheng was very pleasantly surprised. There are two beds. Does that mean that one of them is his?

"Try it."

As soon as Ji Manzhai finished speaking, Du Cheng had already rushed to one of the smaller beds and threw himself into it.

"So soft!"

Ji Manzhai: That's his bed.

Ji Manzhai took off his hat and put it on a special hanger.

The coming coercion activated the seal of this room, and the seal fed back, which in turn suppressed this room, forming an invisible net, confining all the spiritual power of Ji Manzhai in this small room .

Du Cheng lay on the bed, turned his head from side to side, "This bed smells so good."

Ji Manzhai paused as he took off his coat.

Du Cheng picked up the quilt on the bed and smelled it carefully twice, "It smells like the sun."

Du Cheng raised his eyes, and when he saw Ji Manzhai, his eyes widened.

Ji Manzhai's black coat was covered with a pure white shirt, which was different from the usual white. It was snow falling in the sky, clouds floating in the sky, ethereal and solemn, which easily reminded Du Cheng of Ji Manzhai in white robes. He carefully looked at Ji Manzhai's hair.

Seems like it's really longer than it looked last time!

Du Cheng was dumbfounded. Did he predict the future?

Ji Manzhai sat down on the chair, and made three chapters with Du Cheng.

"Living here, you must abide by the rules here."

"First, you can't interact with humans casually."

Du Cheng listened obediently.

Ji Manzhai's lips moved and then slowly closed again.

Du Cheng: "What about the second one?"

Ji Manzhai: "Let's talk."

Du Cheng: "?"

Anyway, this is the rule of living here, Du Cheng understands.

Du Cheng asked: "Then I have made friends with Yue Feng, is that okay?"

"To what extent?"

Du Cheng confessed truthfully: "I chatted last night."

Ji Manzhai held his forehead with one hand, his face was slightly tilted to one side, his black hair brushed between his brows, his serious and upright look tended to be more lazy, "What are you talking about?"

Du Cheng suddenly remembered, "I have found a second person who robbed me of my spiritual power!"

"Look, it's her." Du Cheng called up the photo and showed it to Ji Manzhai.

Ji Manzhai glanced at it, but nothing could be seen in the photo, "Is she also resentful in her previous life?"

Du Cheng shook his head, "Not long ago."

Not long ago?

Ji Manzhai really couldn't understand what happened to Du Cheng more and more.

Meng Shiping can say that it is because she has resentment in her heart, is full of resentment, and can absorb the spiritual power of monsters. In fact, this explanation is already very reluctant.

Now, a human being in this world somehow absorbed the spiritual power of Du Cheng.

It's really a weird thing that doesn't make sense anyway.

Du Cheng in front of him was full of confusion, just like himself.

Ji Manzhai said, "Come here."

Du Cheng got out of bed and stood in front of Ji Manzhai.

When Ji Manzhai was sitting, he could look down at Ji Manzhai's handsome and domineering face, but Du Cheng always thought of this face full of hostility.

Ji Manzhai took off his gloves and lightly tapped Du Cheng's heart with his fingers.

After the domineering spiritual power entered the body, it became very soft. Du Cheng closed his eyes comfortably, and his chest felt warm. It was a bit like the smell he smelled on the bed, which made people feel very happy.

Ji Manzhai didn't hold back.

His spiritual power was already so abundant that he couldn't restrain himself, so injecting the excess spiritual power into the little monster's body would make him feel relieved.

Let alone other monsters bear his spiritual power, even if it's just his seal, those monsters can't bear it.

What is Du Cheng?What is he himself?What happened between them?Why is his memory fragmented, but Du Cheng seems to know nothing?

Ji Manzhai withdrew his spiritual power.

Du Cheng, who had absorbed too much spiritual power, was floating as if he was drunk, and was about to fall limply. Ji Manzhai caught him with quick eyes and hands.

Du Cheng squinted his eyes because he was "drunk", curled up in Ji Manzhai's arms like a kitten, and sniffed his white shirt with the tip of his nose.

Ji Manzhai tapped a cluster of spiritual power with his fingertips, and it came to Du Cheng's nose like a small flame. Du Cheng took a deep breath, curled up and stretched his limbs, looking extremely comfortable.

There was a little smile in Ji Manzhai's eyes. His smile didn't last long, and he didn't know why. Looking at Du Cheng, he was undoubtedly happy and liked it, but after watching it for a long time, his heart seemed to be gradually pressed against a mountain. , the mountain is so high that the top cannot be seen, and he can't climb over it no matter what.

The hug gradually turned into torture.

Ji Manzhai endured it without saying a word, his hands and feet were as stiff and painful as if they were being clamped.

Du Cheng fell asleep.

He was drunk again.

Swimming in the warm water, the current gently washed his body, and the pain on his body was also taken away by the flowing water bit by bit. He felt very comfortable and relaxed.

Suddenly, the color of the situation changed, the white robe dragged to the ground, a corner was soaked in the water, the blood stained the spring water, Du Cheng was dissatisfied and wanted to curse.

"I'm going to force it."

An unrivaled domineering sword light struck.

"Crack."

Du Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the extremely graceful and sharp jawline.

Du Cheng's heart was beating wildly, and he touched his neck carefully.

God, he just had a dream, dreaming that he was slashed by the murderous white-robed Ji Manzhai, and the "click" sound of breaking was still clearly echoing in his ears.

terrible!

Du Cheng gasped for breath a few times, quietly rolled down from Ji Manzhai's lap, lay down on the ground, glanced at Ji Manzhai with his hands closed, and slowly crawled out holding his breath.

After running outside in one breath, Du Cheng let out his pent-up breath.

His hands moved involuntarily to his neck.

The scene in the dream is so real, as if it happened in reality, and the warm spring water, it is a wall, it has been standing in the city center in the wind and sun since its birth, How can there be time to soak in the hot spring?

Du Cheng touched his neck to find Xie Tiandi.

Xie Tiandi was doing the accounting, when he saw Du Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled, "Here you come?"

"Hmm." Du Cheng sat on the stool next to Xie Tiandi, looking curiously at the computer in front of Xie Tiandi.

Xie Tiandi smiled "hehe", "If you want it, let Ji Dada buy it for you."

Anyway, he won't be fooled again.

"What I want, why did Ji Da buy it for me?"

Xie Tiandi said naturally: "Because you are him..." Then he held back in a timely manner, "How is Mr. Ji, he is a living Bodhisattva."

Buddha?It's kind of like that.

But the white-robed Ji Manzhai he saw always made Du Cheng feel uneasy. Du Cheng asked, "How long have you known Ji Da?"

"Not long, decades." Xie Tiandi replied casually.

Du Cheng: "Did Ji Dada ever have long hair?"

"No."

Du Cheng knew that Xie Tiandi probably didn't know anything.

Or maybe it was just a dream and it didn't mean anything at all.

Du Cheng touched his neck uncomfortably.

"How's the bed, have you tried it?" Xie Tiandi couldn't help but say, "I went with Ji Da to pick it out last night. He specially picked a big bed for you. It's very precious. By the way, I say you, Don’t be so honest when you go out to do business, just say it’s okay, how to make money, we have to raise a big family of monsters, money is not easy to earn, next time be smart, the producer will ask you if you have any questions, You just say yes, the problem is serious, I will give you a book later, you can memorize the words on it, this is my ancestral secret recipe, I don’t tell ordinary people to him..."

Xie Tiandi is obliged to cultivate new magic sticks, and he quits the serious work at hand, rummaging through boxes and boxes to find the secret books handed down by his ancestors.

When he turned around, Du Cheng had disappeared.

Xie Tiandi held the book "Fortune-telling Guaranteed" book, this sister-in-law, why doesn't she ask for progress at all!

Du Cheng ran back to the room.

Ji Manzhai was still in the sleeping position with his face propped up and his head slightly tilted.

Du Cheng sniffed his bed, then the bed next to him, went to smell Ji Manzhai's coat, finally ran to Ji Manzhai's side, and sniffed Ji Manzhai's body vigorously.

He was sure that the fragrance on the small bed belonged to Ji Manzhai, and the big bed was the new bed that Ji Manzhai bought for him.

Ji Manzhai is really nice.

Thank goodness that Ji Manzhai is a living Bodhisattva.

It is really a living Bodhisattva.

Du Cheng squatted in front of Ji Manzhai's knees. Ji Manzhai's face was downcast, like a handsome and solemn statue. Du Cheng thought to himself, Ji Manzhai is so good, why did he turn Ji Manzhai into a bad guy in his dream?

The cell phone in his pocket was buzzing inappropriately.

Du Cheng rushed to pick it up.

"Master!" Fang Jing was on the other end of the phone, her tone was so anxious that she was about to cry, "The scene that was filmed yesterday is gone again!"

Du Cheng said in surprise, "I'll come right away."

After hanging up the phone, Du Cheng went to see Ji Manzhai, but saw that Ji Manzhai had already opened his eyes.

The golden pupils were already shining brightly on that ordinary face, and when they returned to the face of the deity, they lit up the whole face like a finishing touch.

Du Cheng was stunned.

At that moment, Du Cheng felt that Ji Manzhai really looked like a god.

But Ji Manzhai didn't seem to be fully awake yet, he stretched out his hand, and lightly brushed Du Cheng's soft cheek with his cool fingertips, "Qu Shang, where have you been?"

Du Cheng blinked, and his voice was crisp, "Who is Qu Shang?"

The dream was shattered at the touch of a finger, Ji Manzhai shook his fingers, and his eyes were condensed on Du Cheng's face.

Du Cheng touched his face, and then subconsciously touched his neck. He backed away from Ji Manzhai's fingers, and looked at Ji Manzhai, who fell from the altar in an instant, alertly and vigilantly.

"Qu Shang...it's you..." Ji Manzhai said slowly.