In love with the ghost king

"If you don't dislike it, just... eat this." Chu Sheng said, hesitantly handing over his buns.

He didn't care about his food, but he always felt that Meng Jing was poking at him intentionally or unintentionally. After all, with the level of him throwing his own buns, he shouldn't have no money to stay in the inn. Why would he squeeze himself into this ruined temple? inside.

I don't know if Fate Xingjun will see that under his nose, a priest lives with a ghost.

"Thank you, Asheng." Meng Jing smiled and took it, eating with gusto.

Seeing this, Chu Sheng ignored him, found a seat next to him and sat down, and also took out a bun.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door: "Help..."

Chu Sheng got up quickly, ran outside, and saw a child dressed like a beggar, his face was covered with blood, his body was dirty, his clothes were torn, and his exposed arm was scratched several times.

Seeing someone, he immediately grabbed Chu Sheng's lapel and shouted, "Prince Taoist, save me."

After speaking, he passed out.

Chu Sheng immediately helped him into the house.

Seeing that he brought a person back, Meng Jing looked dissatisfied: "Who is he?"

Chu Sheng was busy checking the child's injuries, so he replied without raising his head: "The person who asked for help outside just now, I see his wounds, which seem to be caused by very human beings. I don't know what it is."

"Ah Jing, help fetch a basin of water, and I'll take a look at his wound."

Hearing this, Meng Jing only snorted lowly from the tip of his nose, stuffed the bun into his mouth, and didn't even have the slightest intention to move it, but he seemed to think of something immediately, his eyes showed a smile again, and obediently went to fetch water , and brought back a piece of cloth by the way.

Chu Sheng didn't pay attention to Meng Jing's subtle changes, and just wiped and cleaned the child's wound. The wound was scattered all over the place and looked very scary, as if someone had directly scratched it with a sharp object.

"The origin is unknown, what if the plot goes wrong?" Meng Jing looked at Chu Sheng from the side and said suddenly.

Chu Sheng wiped his sweat and said, "Where are there so many schemes to do something wrong? This is the world, not a place where ghosts gather."

After all, Chu Sheng realized that he had said the wrong thing again, and quickly waved his hand: "No, I have no other meaning."

He forgot that Meng Jing came out of the place where the evil spirits gathered, and he was also the leader of the evil spirits.

"What do you mean?" Meng Jing asked puzzled.

"It's nothing." Chu Sheng was relieved to see that he didn't take it to heart.

At this moment, the child woke up, saw Chu Sheng, and said with tears in his eyes, "Master Daoist, save me."

Chu Sheng reassured: "It's okay, speak slowly."

Meng Jing rolled his eyes while they were not paying attention.

"Daoist, my name is...Xi Wu, my father is a businessman, a few days ago, I followed my father's caravan to deliver things here, but who knows, when I passed by the bamboo forest in the distance, there was a strong wind, and immediately A puff of black smoke appeared, and took away...all the people who were traveling with us."

"Thanks to my father, who took me to run and pushed me out of the bamboo forest at the last moment, so I was able to escape."

"But, my father and the people in the same company don't know what's going on now..."

After all, Xi Wu began to cry again, "I managed to get to a place where there were people, Daoist... Please tell them, let them save my father..."

Chu Sheng was a little puzzled: "They? Who are they?"

Xi Wu sobbed and said: "It's the people around here. After I escaped, I ran for a long time and knocked on the door when I saw someone, but...they either didn't open the door for me, or they opened the door after I finished speaking. Close the door immediately, and refuse to help me at all, and some people... just drove me away..."

Only then did Chu Sheng realize that the wounds on his body were not injured by monsters, but most... were injured by people.

Hearing Xiwu's description of the monster who robbed the caravan, Chu Sheng subconsciously glanced at Meng Jing, but unexpectedly met the latter's open and natural eyes.

Seeing Chu Sheng looking at him, Meng Jing glanced at the kid on the side again, and said, "Look at what I'm doing, I also forgot whether there are my men in this place."

He paused, then lazily said: "After all, I'm too busy with all kinds of affairs."

Chu Sheng raised his forehead, why do you feel that the ghost king I saw this time is a bit different from before... Also, why does the word "every day manages every opportunity" seem to mock me so much?

"Brother Daochang, I beg you, can you save my father..." Xi Wu burst into tears, clutching Chu Sheng's lapel tightly, "Xi Wu...I kowtow to you."

As he spoke, he really knelt on the ground and bent down.

Chu Sheng stopped again and again: "Okay, okay, I... I will try."

"Really...Really?" Xi Wu's small eyes sparkled.

"True...really." Chu Sheng wiped off his sweat. Too bad, he agreed on impulse. Forgot, all the charms on his body have been used up...

He glanced at Meng Jing with some guilt, although he was very unkind, but now he was inexplicably hoping that Meng Jing would agree to go with him.

Forget it, why should people follow him, Chu Sheng gave himself a blow in his heart, a ghost king, what reason does he have to help him over and over again?

No, it's too embarrassing to spread the word. Although I have done a lot of embarrassing things, it is better to do less than to do more.

"Thank you brother Daochang!" Xi Wu bent down again and kowtowed heavily.

"Ah Sheng, you're messing around with things again." Meng Jing raised his eyelids and condemned lazily.

Chu Sheng laughed dryly, turned his head to Xi Wu and said, "Just take me to the bamboo forest tonight, and stay outside. I'll go in and check. If I find your father, I'll take him out."

After Xi Wu heard it, she was very grateful again, and bowed her head to pay respects: "Thank you, Brother Daoist."

However, his stomach rumbled inappropriately at this time, Xi Wu heard this and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Chu Sheng sighed, took out the bun from his pocket, and handed it over: "Here."

"Thank you, Brother Daoist!"

Meng Jing glanced this way and lowered his head.