I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

The investigation fell into a stalemate, Feng Shu was not discouraged, after all, he had been in the upper hand for five years, had seen cases big and small, and understood that the investigation should not be rushed.

He patted Ning Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Brother Ning, it's getting late, let's go here first today, shall we go back to Fengyue Hall for dinner?"

Although Ning Cheng was a little unwilling, his stomach was beating untimely.He glanced at Feng Shu in some embarrassment, the latter coughed and turned his head away, pretending not to hear.

So, after packing up the books, the two went back to Fengyue Hall to have a meal.

Today's dinner is Qishan Simmered Noodles with Liangxi Crispy Eel, Mapo Tofu, Shredded Yam, Braised Eggplant and Hot and Sour Soup.

Ning Cheng had a great time eating, but Feng Shu didn't like spicy food, so he didn't touch mapo tofu and hot and sour soup.The hot millet peppers in his simmered noodles were also replaced with green peppers.

Feng Shu seems to know Ning Cheng's food taste very well, the food on the table never adds coriander or bean sprouts, and there are at least two spicy dishes.

It turned out that Ning Cheng didn't care about it, he just said that Feng Shu was just as fond of spicy food as he was. It wasn't until Feng Shu ate the spicy chicken that he gave him, and afterward, he developed a high fever until his face turned red, that Ning Cheng didn't know Feng Shu's taste. Can't eat spicy food.

I obviously can't eat spicy food, but I still ordered spicy dishes, presumably to cater to my own preferences.

Ning Cheng was grateful in his heart, and felt that Feng Shu considered others in everything, he was really kind and kind.

"Brother Ning, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Ning Cheng stopped chopping ramen, Feng Shu put down his chopsticks and asked.

"I was wondering, would Fu'er be very scared if she stayed in such a remote house in such a dark night?"

Naturally, it was impossible for Ning Cheng to tell the truth about what he thought, so he picked up a topic at random.

When looking at the gradually darkening sky just now, Ning Cheng really thought about whether Fuer is still so young and only her infant brother is left at home. At night, would she just dare to curl up under the blanket and write with her eyes open? Big eyes full of fear?

Ning Cheng would think so, naturally because he himself is also afraid of the dark.He vaguely remembered that when he was young, he dared not fall asleep unless the lights were turned on in the room, fearing that when he closed his eyes, some ghosts and ghosts would rush at him.

Fortunately, his family could still afford oil lamps, but the dilapidated Jia family probably didn't even have a single candle.

"If you're worried, why not visit Jia's mansion?"

Feng Shu said lightly, stuffing a piece of boiled eggplant into his mouth.

"Forget it, it's late at night, it's better not to disturb people's dreams."

Ning Cheng thought, it would be better to visit Fu'er tomorrow morning and bring her some dry food, candles and other things.

Feng Shu picked up a cloth strip at the side, wiped it on his mouth, and said, "You can tell me when you want to go, and I will go with you."

Ning Cheng's expression froze.

"I'll accompany you."

This seemingly common sentence was something Ning Cheng had never heard before.At least, before meeting Feng Shu, no one told him about it.

Looking at Feng Shu's swaying shadow under the candlelight, Ning Cheng thought in a daze.

In my impression, I always seem to be alone.

Go to Lanyan Hall alone, learn those skills and mana alone, and return to the west of the city after learning, but find that I am incompatible with the people around me.

Although his parents were very kind and thoughtful of him, they never asked Ning Cheng, what do you like?Want to learn spells?Do you want to go to school?

Ning Cheng was only 12 years old when he entered Lan Yan Tang. He was supposed to be at the age of his parents, but his half-old child was forced to leave the arms of his parents and go to a completely strange place.

When he first arrived at Lan Yan Tang, Ning Cheng knew that in the name of thrift, no oil lamps were prepared in the dormitory where the students lived. Once night fell, they would be plunged into absolute darkness.

Unlike other wealthy young masters, Ning Cheng didn't have any money left to buy a lantern maintained by spells, which caused him to be unable to sleep for several consecutive nights. It was only after he learned the Luminescent Curse that the situation improved slightly.

Lan Yantang is a school where children from many aristocratic families gather, so children with no background like Ning Cheng are naturally not welcome.

His qualifications are not very good, and he doesn't know how to flatter, so he doesn't attract the master's liking.

So, every day when he went to Lanyan Hall, he just sat silently in his seat, enduring the contemptuous eyes and maliciously amplified sarcasm from all around, while squeezing the little hands under the light green robe tightly.

Before he learned the flying technique, he couldn't even go home, so he could only force himself to sit in the school, trying hard to engrave the knowledge taught by his master into his little head.

He knew that his parents had high expectations for him, so he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he just wanted to finish his studies as soon as possible and always be by his parents' side.

At the age of 17, he finally left his teacher, returned to the Ning family with some expectations, and helped his elderly parents manage the Ning family's grain store.

But just two years later, the Ning Mansion...

Ning Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, and tried hard to adjust his mood back to the emotion he had just had.

"Fengshu."

Feng Shu was stacking the bowls and chopsticks, and was about to send it back to the stove, when he heard Ning Cheng calling him, he turned his head slightly and looked at Ning Cheng.

"Thank you."

Hearing this, Feng Shu smiled.

"There is no need to say thank you between you and me."

He's said that before too.

Now that the Ning family has been destroyed, Ning Cheng is now just a homeless person, with no rights, no money, and nothing extraordinary, which can make people look at him differently.

But Feng Shu accepts him like this without any reason, and even takes care of him in every possible way, taking care of him like a family member.

Feng Shu is like a ray of sunshine in the darkness, shining on this young seedling that is afraid of the dark.

Ning Cheng secretly vowed in his heart that he would treat Feng Shu well all his life and do everything he could to repay him.

Right now, what he needs to do is to assist Feng Shu in the interrogation.Although the Jia family's case was strange, it was the first case he and Feng Shu worked on together, so naturally they couldn't just leave it at that.

"Together……"

Thinking of this word, Ning Cheng couldn't help but smile.

Finally someone to do something with him instead of doing everything by himself.

The candlelight reflected Ning Cheng's face.He didn't know how much warmth was contained in his smile, and how much tenderness he rubbed into the eyes that looked at Feng Shu.

Just as Feng Shu sent the dishes away, there was a rush of footsteps outside Fengyue Hall.

"Master Feng Juan, are you there?"

Ning Cheng and Feng Shu glanced at each other, got up and walked out of the hall.I saw two prison guards panting heavily, and they seemed to be running all the way to Fengyue Hall.

One of the prison guards understood the rules, stood up and bowed to Fengshu;

The other younger one took a breather and said:

"Master Feng, Master Feng, you are here. I am still thinking about what to do if you are not here."

Feng Shu smiled politely and asked, "It's late at night, what's the matter? Why don't you just transmit the sound directly?"

The young prison guard was stunned for a moment, and seemed to realize that he was a little rude. After hurriedly saluting, he replied, "Master Feng Juan, there are ghosts in Tianyi Prison!"

Ning Cheng also followed behind Feng Shu, and couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words: "Is there a ghost?"

The more steady prisoner patted his companion on the shoulder, motioned him to step aside, first bowed, and then spoke calmly:

"My lord, when my subordinates were delivering food to Jia Fugui in Tianyi Prison, he was found dead with staring eyes and stiff body for about half an hour.

Tianyi Prison has always been heavily guarded and blessed with spells, and there is no sign of being broken into. In addition, the corpse is bluish-white, so the prisoners all think there is a ghost in it. "

He paused, and said: "This subordinate does not believe that it is a ghost, so I came here to report to Lord Fengjuan, and I hope that Lord will give instructions."

——Jia Fugui, that is the scholar surnamed Jia.

Ning Cheng noticed that the jailer said just now that the face of the corpse was pale, and he couldn't help but think of the skeleton moth again.

Feng Shu looked solemn, and asked, "How about the rest of the prison?"

"My lord, there is only Jia Fugui's wife in the prison. There is only a wall between her and Jia Fugui's prison. She is bound by the confinement spell and cannot move. The rest is fine."

"Okay, let me go and have a look. Tell all the prisoners to leave Tianyi Prison immediately, cover their mouths and noses with cloth towels, and don't touch that Scholar Jia's body."

"Follow your lord's orders."

After the two prison guards got the order, they hurried back to Tianyi Prison.

Feng Shu turned around and said to Ning Cheng: "It's late at night, Brother Ning, let's go to bed first, Feng Shu will come back as soon as he goes."

Ning Cheng was not happy anymore: "Ning is now a servant of the Disobedience Hall, so he should follow the wind to judge the adults."

Feng Shu said: "That's true, but it's not the time to go to the office, brother Ning should rest first." He patted Ning Cheng on the shoulder, and gently pushed him into the hall.

Feng Shu treats him really well, but Ning Cheng always feels that Feng Shu treats him like a child, worrying about him getting hurt all day long.

Even the fish dish just now was carefully selected by Feng Shu, and then put into his bowl.

Although Feng Shu is four years older than him, it is a bit too much to underestimate him.

"Feng Shu, I'm not a child anymore. I know you're worried about the danger in Tianyi Prison, but following you, what could happen to me?"

After speaking, Ning Cheng blushed.

He clearly wanted to say that he could protect himself well, but his words changed when he spoke, as if he was relying on Fengshu for shelter, it was shameless.

Feng Shu looked at Ning Cheng, making him a little guilty.Just as he was about to say something, he heard Feng Shu say, "Cover up."

Ning Cheng looked at Feng Shu blankly, only to see that the latter was holding a strip of cloth from nowhere in his hand and handing it to him.

Seeing that Ning Cheng didn't respond, Feng Shu coughed, put the cloth strip in Ning Cheng's palm, and said, "Don't you want to follow? Cover your mouth and nose first."

Ning Cheng came to understand, quickly and happily took the cloth strip, and put it on his nose.The cloth strip was a little longer, and Ning Cheng wrapped the rest around his neck indiscriminately.

Seeing Ning Cheng's appearance, Feng Shu couldn't help laughing.He approached Ning Cheng, stretched his arms around Ning Cheng's neck, untied the cloth strip, and tied it again.

Feng Shu's breath reached Ning Cheng's neck, making him itchy, and unconsciously held his breath.

He stiffened his body and let Feng Shu move, feeling his heart beating harder than usual.

All right, why am I so nervous!

Just as Feng Shu helped Ning Cheng tie up the cloth strips, before he could retract his hand, Ning Cheng shook his head vigorously, and the fastened cloth strips were also crooked by such a rude action.

Feng Shu's movement of withdrawing his hand paused for a moment.

"I said I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe me?"

Just now, in order to wake himself up, Ning Cheng suddenly shook his head vigorously.Seeing Feng Shu's expression now, he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Feng Shu naturally believes in Brother Ning."

Feng Shu smiled, and stretched out his hand to help Ning Cheng adjust the cloth strip, but Ning Cheng dodged subconsciously—Feng Shu's hand flew into the air, and the cloth strip fell directly to Ning Cheng's chin.

Feng Shu's smile froze.He slowly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and said, "Since Brother Ning doesn't like Fengshu's, then Brother Ning can tie it himself."

Although he was still smiling, he looked a little lonely.

Ning Cheng said: "I don't dislike it, it's just, just... oh!"

Ning Cheng has never been good at defending others, and he became even more stupid in a panic, but he couldn't find a good reason to deal with it.

He thought for a while, stomped his feet, turned around in front of Feng Shu, and said, "I can't tie it myself well, please ask Feng Shu to help me."

He heard Feng Shu's low laughter from behind, as if he was amused by him.

A pair of white and slender hands with well-defined joints gently stretched out from behind, took off the cloth strips, and then tied them slowly and carefully.

He heard his own heartbeat, still beating so vigorously——

Maybe it was because I was so nervous about going back to Tianyi Prison.

After helping Ning Cheng tie up the cloth, Feng Shu also picked up another piece of cloth and put it on.The two looked at each other and smiled, jumped up lightly, and flew towards the sky.

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