Fox Demon and Ghost

Soon, the two bought the black robes, black veil hats and carriages that the ghost needed.

At this moment, the barrier no longer exists, because the man in red claims that he is not good at spells, and the barrier can only last for a while. In fact, he is afraid that the lie that he told that "the barrier cannot stop people" will be discovered by ghosts and will eventually be exposed. So he saw Just accept it and remove the enchantment.

The inner wall of the carriage was blocked from light, so the ghost was not in a hurry to ask the man in red to burn his clothes.

The carriage swayed in the distance, and the curtain of the side window was rolled up by the breeze.

Leaning against the carriage, looking at the man in red, the ghost suddenly thought of an important question, "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"Tu Ming."

The man in red stretched out a light-white index finger and gestured in the void, and a part of his clothes fluttered gently with the man's movements.

The ghost quickly understood how to write these two characters, "It's such a hard name to remember."

"It's really hard to remember." The man was startled when he heard the words, and then he lowered his head and chuckled, absent-minded, his eyes emptied, as if caught in an old memory, "Someone always called my name wrong before, such as Chaming, Mingtu , Ah—”

The road ahead was winding and tortuous, and a huge boulder caused the carriage to jolt violently, allowing Tu Ming to be relieved from the past, a look of secretly annoyed because of a slip of the tongue flashed across his face.

Because that sudden pause happened to be the beginning of Ah, the ghost interpreted it as an involuntary exclamation due to fright.

That night, the two found an inn to rest.

When I think of the man in red saying that I will be able to reach my hometown in half a month, I am overjoyed. Waiting for another half month, I will be able to realize my obsession.

At Xushi, the ghost was lying on a low couch in the double room, when she saw Tu Ming who was sitting on the other bed on her left, she suddenly got up from the bed, with a serious expression on her face, the ghost hurriedly asked, "Why are you going?"

Without hesitation, Tu Ming said, "I'll burn clothes for you, and tomorrow you'll have black clothes and veiled hats to wear."

About two quarters of an hour later, the ghost figured out that the clothes were almost ready to be burned, so he went to his storage bag to search for the things that Tu Ming had burned for him.

Every living ghost will have a storage bag with unlimited space, which is full of things burned by the living.

The ghost began to guess that he might have been alone during his lifetime, so that no one paid homage to him after death, and there was nothing in his storage bag except a wad of paper money.

But now there is another black robe and a black gauze cap.

Tu Ming Shao had already received the things that Tu Ming Shao had given him, and while the ghost was happy physically and mentally, he was also anxious. There seemed to be something strange in it, but he didn't notice it at the first time, so it was diluted by joy, and finally he left it behind.

The ghost didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to stop thinking about it for the time being.

Putting on the soap-colored robe and pulling off the black gauze, what he saw was covered by a layer of dark clouds, and the ghost suddenly felt that he had the strength of a generation of heroes.

Sure enough, ghosts rely on clothes, and the ancients did not deceive me.

"It fits pretty well," the ghost muttered to himself.

Afterwards, the ghost lay quietly in the room, waiting for the sound of Tuming's footsteps gradually approaching the door, and the wooden door slowly turned, making a creaking sound—it's a pity that the night outside the window was a little thicker, and the rustling insects and birds were even more rare. , Tuming still did not come back.

It seems that something is wrong.

The ghost rushed to the kitchen in a hurry - if Tu Ming wanted to burn clothes, he would probably go here.The cook told the ghost that just as Tu Ming had packed his luggage at the inn, he entrusted himself to burn a package for him. At that time, the sun would set behind the mountain, and half the sky would only be stained with a layer of gray and black.

When Tu Ming left in a hurry, there was a strange look of worry and anxiety on his face, and the ghost immediately realized that Tu Ming's trip was not to burn clothes, he lied to himself.