As soon as the words fell, Tu Ming fell into an unknown silence again.

The entanglement between him and the ghost during his lifetime cannot be summed up in a few words, what's more, he has selfish intentions, and he doesn't want to tell the whole thing, tell the truth.

Seeing Tuming on the opposite side was silent for a long time, the ghost did not continue to ask, but stretched out the branch in his hand in the direction of Tuming, "Lend me a light."

The flaming branches at the top meet the ghost's branches in mid-air, and a cluster of small flames takes the opportunity to shift positions, gradually becoming bigger and hotter, staring at the flames intensifying in front of them, the fireworks leave a cloud of yellow on the ghost's face, and the ghost suddenly Say, "You've known me before."

Tu Ming's hand froze in mid-air, and on the dead branch was still a large cluster of flames, which did not seem to be decaying. The branch was about a foot long, and the place where the hand was held was far away from the flames, let alone a fox demon who could resist fire. , he is not afraid of fire, but Tuming feels that his palms are about to be burned for no reason.

The Taoist priest's questioning did not convince Gui that Tuming knew him long ago. The Taoist priest could only guess at most, and he never saw his face.

The ghost turned his head again, and glanced at the black gauze hat placed beside him.

He was anxious to find Tu Ming because he was worried that something might happen to him, but he didn't think deeply about it. Now that he was out of the predicament, coupled with the Taoist's few words, Gui Fang realized what the reason for the strangeness that vaguely rose in his heart when he put on the veiled hat before—— —

"You will buy black clothes and black gauze hat later, and you want to burn them for me. When you burn them, call my name three times, otherwise I won't receive them."

Tuming knew his name.

Years go by, hundreds of years pass by quietly, Tu Ming still remembers the name that he himself has forgotten.

Even if his memory is amazing, he shouldn't still have an impression of a person he met by chance after a hundred years of time has passed. Since he still knows my name, it means that the relationship between him and me was probably not simple before he was alive. Unforgettable.

The ghost looked directly into Tu Ming's eyes with a questioning face——

"Before you were alive—" Tu Ming paused, his eyes drifted away, as if he lacked confidence, or because he had not recovered from a serious injury, he said softly, with an air of gossamer, "We are in love with each other."

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