I finally fell into my own hands

Xu Fang came prepared, rummaged through the antique boxes of his ancestors, and gathered a pair of pens, ink, paper and inkstones. The pens are ancestral Luyin pens, the ink is fuyan ink, the paper is Zhanyang Shengxuan, and the inkstone is ancient sandstone. In the current market, this set of psychic antiques is worth tens of millions at least.

Hei Hei really wanted to joke, are you a meeting ceremony or a marriage proposal?But seeing Xu Fang's nervousness written all over his face, I think it's better to let him go.

You and I exchanged pleasantries between the two, Hei Hei couldn't stand it anymore, and got to the point: "Senior, show Lao Xu your hand?"

Only then did Qi Yunyan stick out the biscuit finger from his sleeve: "Thank you, Doctor Xu."

When Xu Fang saw the rough and expired biscuit fingers, he became very angry. He gave Hei Hei a hard look and wanted to swear, but in the blink of an eye he met Qi Yunyan's gentle and modest eyes, and suddenly lost his temper.

"Senior used this biscuit last night... Did this hand-made painting?"

"I made you laugh."

Hei Hei suppressed a smile: "Old Xu, I said it's very practical, right?"

Xu Fang gritted his teeth and endured it, but Qi Yunyan smiled gently: "The little brother is very skilled, which is admirable."

Hei Hei gave a general answer: "You're welcome, the real craftsmen are here."

Seeing Hei Hei's words, Xu Fang's temper had calmed down. He took out his carved green jade finger and said, "The best material for nourishing the soul is Ganoderma lucidum. The Lingzhi grass at home is still planted in the ground. It may take half a year for the Ganoderma lucidum to grow, so seniors should use this to make do with it."

After a pause, he continued, "It's better than those biscuits."

Qi Yunyan looked at the exquisite jade mud fingers in the opponent's hand, and his eyes became brighter. He thought he was flattered by the treatment, but Xu Fang still felt that the fingers made of jade mud were not worthy of his senior.

Hei Hei knew that it would be unnecessary for him to stay any longer, so he floated downstairs calmly.

Every day after that, Xu always came to the haunted house on Liu'an Road as soon as possible after work. His reason was to see if Senior Qi's spirit body and Yuni finger could be fused well, and whether there would be any mismatch. Even the good-tempered Qi Yunyan became a little impatient with this overly cautious doctor.

"Doctor Xu don't need to worry so much."

After getting along for a long time, Xu Fang's rambunctious side showed a little: "Why don't I need it, I can't wait...the imperial spirit grass will grow well now."

What he said in his heart was that he wished he could put his senior in front of his eyes every day, just like the ancient painting in the bedroom.

Onlooker Qi Ye would occasionally complain to Hei Hei that Xu Fang was too cautious, He Hei laughed: "With his skills alone, it is impossible for there to be a mismatch, he just wants to touch Senior Qi's hand more. "

Qi Ye didn't say anything on the face, but there were 1 approvals in his heart.

……

This house is too fierce, housekeeper Luo can't even hire Aunt Jie to clean it at a high price, everything has to be done by Qi Ye himself.Mr. Li felt ashamed, and on the basis of 20, he added [-] daily cleaning compensation, daily settlement, and cash.

After Qi Ye became rich, he not only paid back the compensation for the damage to the haunted house, but also quit his odd jobs. It was rare for him to be free, and he bought a bunch of introductory books on metaphysics. Studying on the sidelines, asking questions about what he doesn't understand, a few words in black and white can make him suddenly understand, and get twice the result with half the effort.

Today, he set up a stall under the overpass to make a living, and he can barely make ends meet by picking up orders on the Metaphysics app.

Hei Hei also asked him to cultivate both civil and military skills, and urged Qi Ye to carry out a 5000-meter long-distance running training around the haunted house with a weight of 150 kilograms every day. There is a spacious gym and basic equipment in the haunted house. One hundred dumbbells, two hundred sit-ups, and [-] push-ups. After that, Hei Hei will also guide him in actual combat routines such as Sanda and Muay Thai.

In less than a month, the originally thin and emaciated Qi Ye gradually had muscular outlines, his appetite was twice as much as before, and his height was scurrying around at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On this side, Qi Yunyan, who has Yuni fingers, can also touch things in the house at will. He learned to do things consciously, helping Qi Ye share part of the housework, and also cooking the wraith ingredients brought back by Hei Hei.

And most of the time, Qi Yunyan is always in the study, painting with the priceless set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones that Xu Fang gave him.

Qi Yunyan was only 400 or [-] years old when he died. Although he had existed for [-] years, he still looked and behaved like a teenager in his teens. He used to be born in a family of tea merchants and had many rules, but now he is more relaxed and his personality has gradually changed. Cheer up.

"Young Master Qi, how did you form a bond with the little brother?"

Qi Ye, who is about the same age as Qi Yunyan, is holding a ps4 controller, teaching this ghost who has been dusty for many years how to play "Iron Fist", and at the same time telling the whole story about his encounter with Hei Hei.

After hearing this, Qi Yunyan nodded lightly: "To form a contract is the highest etiquette for ghosts to treat human beings, little brother likes you very much."

Qi Ye's heart skipped a beat, his fingers slipped, but his face pretended to be indifferent: "It may be because of the special circumstances at that time."

"That also shows that you and the little brother have a chance, and the bond is that the other party handed him over to you."

These words successfully distracted Qi Ye's focus. Although he was staring at the TV screen intently and pressing the handle with his fingers intently, his mind was not on it.

Seeing that Qi Ye didn't speak, Qi Yunyan further explained: "It's probably equivalent to getting married between people."

"..." Qi Ye's palms were sweating, this analogy became more and more outrageous.

"It should be said that it is deeper than the fetters of getting married."

Husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they fly separately in the face of disaster, but a ghost bond is like a grasshopper on a rope. These two grasshoppers are not equal. When the master is in trouble, the ghost servant must use his own soul to resist. Even offering sacrifices.

"Senior Qi, have you ever thought about forming a ghost contract with someone?" Qi Ye felt that if he continued to talk, he should think about something he shouldn't, so he forcibly brought the topic to the other party.

Qi Yunyan smiled: "I think so, but it's a pity that I don't have this ability. Ghost contracts need to consume a lot of ghost power to maintain, not all ghosts can."

"May I ask, is it Brother Xu?"

Qi Yunyan was startled, his heart, which had been out of use for hundreds of years, beat violently, and nodded.

That night, Qi Yunyan made a painting. It was no longer the desolate and desolate snow scene in the past, nor the red plums blooming like blood. It was March in the south of the Yangtze River, with apricot blossoms and light rain. Two people stood in the rain, supporting each other. Oil paper umbrella.

In Qi Yunyan's pen and ink, Xu Fang looks pretty good in ancient costumes.

After another half a month, Qi Yunyan's resentment of severed fingers dissipated, and the ghost power became more and more stable under the nourishment of the ancient inkstone inkstone. Xu Fang was obsessed with sex in the dark, he didn't manage the clinic well and didn't sleep well. Running here, the entrustment of replenishing the soul was also delayed a lot, so I suggested that Qi Yunyan be temporarily sealed in an ancient painting, and let Xu Fang take it home and watch it all the time.

Xu Fang's eyes lit up with joy at first, then fell silent and shook his head: "If there is a risk, then forget it."

There is an old saying that "a person moves a living tree and moves a dead body". The earth-bound spirit is equivalent to a tree. If you force it to move, you may lose your soul. Xu Fang, who has been in contact with countless ghosts and undead, understands this rule, so he had to take Qi Yunyan back home. Thoughts were suppressed.

"Of course I won't mention the risks. Don't worry, you, Senior Qi, are no longer Earthbound Spirits."

Saying so, Hei Hei smiled slightly and turned to Qi Yunyan: "Senior Qi, do you want to go home with Dr. Xu?"

Qi Yunyan's face was slightly red, and he took a quick look at Xu Fang, and the two people's eyes met for a moment, then they quietly moved away: "I think you can give it a try."

The meaning of his words, the fool probably understands.

"Hey, that's the way it is," Heihei smiled, and immediately printed a curse on the ink-stained drawing paper: "Senior, let me be wronged for a while, and accept—"

As soon as the words fell, Qi Yunyan's figure flickered like a bad contact, and suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone didn't react, Hei Hei carefully rolled up the drawing paper and handed it to Xu Fang: "Old Xu, take it, congratulations on embracing the male god."

Xu Fang held the scroll in his arms, only to feel that the thin paper in his arms was heavy.

His ancestors had too much killing karma, so he repaired the souls of lonely and wild ghosts from generation to generation to alleviate the karma. He once thought that this craft would be passed on to him, but he didn't know if the karma was redeemed, and whether what he did would be rewarded. ?

Now Xu Fang understands that the painting in his arms and the soul in his arms are his greatest blessing.

Sending Xu Fang and Hua back to Chunshu Street, and confirming that Qi Yunyan is not acclimatized in Xu's old house, Hei Hei Qiye can finally return to Liu'an Road with peace of mind.

In fact, compared to the villa on Liu'an Road, the Xu family's old house with a small yard full of flowers and plants is more suitable for Qi Yunyan.

"Old Xu is really lucky. The young master who was amazingly talented and beautiful hundreds of years ago was taken home by him."

Hei Hei thought, if their lives are like a game, different choices lead to different story lines, then Xu Fang in this life has really achieved the most happy ending. If so, then the Qi Ye in front of him...

Qi Ye happened to look at him: "Do you also like Senior Qi?"

Hei Hei thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "Give me such a person, I will ruin it."

He knows that he is very selfish, he only sees what he wants to see, only does what he wants to do, and doesn't care much about other people's evaluations, and sometimes he is so slow that he can't sense the other party's emotions. It should be said that he ignores the other party.

To put it bluntly, he only cares about himself.

"..." Qi Ye laughed, this ghost is quite self-aware.

One person and one ghost walked out of the alley, and there was fine snow drifting towards the late winter city. It was not easy to take a taxi in snowy weather, and it was not convenient to take the bus or subway from Liu'an Road, Chunshu Street, so Qi Ye planned to ride a shared bicycle back.

"Will you give me a ride?" Hei Hei's whole body was already sitting firmly on the back seat of the bicycle with a questioning tone on his lips.

Qi Ye pedaled forward facing the fine snow: "Okay, anyway, you don't have any weight."

Xue Li'er pounced on Qi Ye's body and face, Hei Hei hid behind him and thought aimlessly, since he was a child, no one had ever carried him on a bicycle, let alone stood in front of him to protect him from the wind and rain.

Unexpectedly, he came to this world by accident, and he was the one who shielded him from the wind and snow, although he didn't need the ghost anymore.

Qi Ye suddenly said, "What are you thinking?"

Heihei came back to his senses, and said with a half-smile, "Don't make noise, it will spoil the atmosphere."

Qi Ye: "...what?"

Hei Hei returned to his usual unserious tone: "You are the first person to ride me on a bicycle, I have to enjoy the atmosphere."

Qi Ye's heart beat violently again, his face that had been blown cold by the wind and snow suddenly heated up: "...you are too popular."

Hei Hei smiled: "Hey, thank you for the compliment."

Qi Ye also smiled: "Me too."

The two were silent for a moment, and Hei Hei suddenly said, "Then I'll give you a ride next time."

"Okay."

The bicycle drove to Sesame Alley, which was full of various literary and artistic shops. The narrow road was crowded with men and women traveling. Valentine's Day."

Qi Ye: "..."

"Chocolate at the convenience store is half price."

Heihei Qiye said these words almost at the same time, Qiye turned around in surprise, one person and one ghost looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go, go buy some, and buy a matcha cone by the way."

Qi Ye doesn't eat desserts very much, but matcha flavor and chocolate with strong concentration are exceptions.

Qi Ye parked his bicycle on the side of the road, and one person and one ghost squeezed into the bustling alley. Qi Ye was afraid that the popularity would be too dark and uncomfortable, so he protected him intentionally or unintentionally. But I couldn't help feeling warm in my heart.

When he was about to reach the store selling matcha cones, Qi Ye stopped in his tracks: "Forget it... When will this be scheduled?"

Because it is Valentine's Day, the merchants hold activities, buy one ice cream, get one free, so the queues are all couples.

Hei Hei: "Anyway, they're here, wait in line, are you in a hurry?"

Qi Ye: "..."

Hei Hei smiled: "I will accompany you."

That inexplicable palpitation came again, Qi Ye squeezed into the crowd of lovers, a little at a loss.

As soon as he stood in the queue, many girls looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, not because they discriminated against him as a single dog, but because of Qi Ye's good looks, all the boyfriends in this team were inferior.

But he himself, including Hei Hei, never cared about this, and regarded other people's compliments on their looks as polite greetings.

"Brother! Why are you here?"

Hearing this voice, Hei Hei's whole body shivered, Qi Ye was also startled, and the moment he turned his head, Ning Xiao had penetrated Hei Hei and walked to his side: "I've been watching for a long time, but I couldn't confirm it was you just now."

The gentleman boy in front of him who is half a head shorter than Qi Ye and dressed in school uniform is none other than Qi Ye's half-brother Ning Xiao.

Qi Ye: "Well... just came from a friend's house, I thought you hadn't come back in Luo'an yet."

"I came back last night. Dad said that you went to work in other places. I couldn't call you, and I didn't reply to your text messages. I was so worried..."

Qi Ye was a little embarrassed, only then did he realize that the signal on Liu'an Road was poor, and his phone had been shut down for a long time and he forgot to pay the phone bill.

"Sorry, the phone is in arrears."

Ning Xiao pursed his lips imperceptibly. He knew that his brother had a strong personality. He was less than a year older than him but was financially independent early.

I'm afraid I can't even pay the phone bill right now...

But... Ning Xiao thought about it again, it's not quite right, the brother who has no money to pay the phone bill will come here to queue up to buy ice cream?Is it possible...

"Brother, are you accompanying your girlfriend today?"