Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

Chapter 8

Ji Hui was silent for a while.

Why is he a white lotus?

This is the first time someone put this word on him.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Cen, but Jing Cen continued to frown as if he didn't realize the danger.

"Look at this season."

"Deliberately find an excuse to get close to Jiang Yuhan, and this excuse is so bad."

"Why do you know that Jiang Yuhan is afraid of the dark, so come here."

"How could Jiang Yuhan be afraid of the dark?"

Jing Cen looked at the information in his hand and thought it was very funny.

That's Jiang Yuhan!

Ji Hui: ...

Why can't Jiang Yuhan be afraid of the dark?

He was really afraid of the dark before!

Ji Hui only found out when he happened to take the elevator with Jiang Yuhan after a family dinner.

This indifferent and arrogant boy is afraid of the dark.

Ji Hui doesn't bother to expose other people's hidden things.However, when Jiang Yuhan lived next door to his house, he went to take care of him a few times when the power went out.

Is this the white lotus?

Gee.

How much did Xiao Jingcen misunderstand Jiang Yuhan?

Could it be that in his heart Jiang Yu is so indifferent to otherworldly things?

He listened lazily, without rebuttal.

After Jing Cen finished speaking, he realized that the spirit behind him hadn't responded for a long time, so he paused, with a questioning tone.

"you do not believe?"

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows: "Do you like Jiang Yuhan very much?"

Because Jing Cen himself mentioned Jiang Yuhan before, it seems to be taken for granted by the spirit behind him now.

It's just that he didn't expect the other party to ask this question, so he froze for a moment, his face was full of lust.

"Why not?"

"He's single and I like what's wrong with him."

It's just that Jing Cen didn't know why, but he felt a little guilty when he said this sentence, especially when he said it to the back spirit.

Ji Hui chuckled.

"It's nothing."

"How long will it be?"

He didn't answer Jing Cen's question just now, but changed the subject lightly.

On the contrary, Jing Cen was a little uncomfortable, fidgeting in the back seat.

The driver looked at Master Jing in the front rearview mirror.Originally, I was worried that he would lose his temper after seeing Ji Hui's materials, but I didn't expect that Young Master Jing was angry at first, but his expression changed after a while.

The face in the rearview mirror changed for a while, making people a little confused.

Jing Cen frowned for a while, the uneasiness in his heart became more annoying after seeing the eyes of the driver in front of him, his face darkened, and his voice became impatient.

"Driving well, what are you looking at?"

The driver quickly looked away.

Only then did Jing Cen cough and answer from the bottom of his heart: "There is still half an hour."

Ji Huihui looked back at the driver's navigation in front.

Half an hour, hometown.

Ji Hui had some impressions of that villa area, and after making sure that he lived in a good environment, he ignored Jing Cen.

After driving for a while, the car finally arrived outside the hometown.

After Ji Hui followed Jing Cen to the door, he saw the other party enter the password and said: "Well, I don't live in this house alone, I also have a roommate."

"But he is a photographer. He usually travels all over the world and is not at home. Basically, I live alone."

"Just live with me on the second floor."

Jing Cen didn't think of Xie Cong until he got home, but he and Xie Cong usually don't meet once a month, so it shouldn't matter?

"Don't worry, there is a lot of room for activities on the second floor."

Jing Cen was afraid that the spirit behind him would mind, so he promised again.

Ji Hui nodded.

He is a fierce ghost in a wedding dress, except for the elder-level celestial masters in the Taoist sect, basically ordinary celestial masters have no way to detect him.

If he remembered correctly, in the original book, Xie Cong was still a prodigal who was rejected by the family at this time, his rank was not that high, and he would not be noticed if he didn't meet him.

Ji Hui walked into the villa.

Sure enough, Xie Cong was not at home.

Jing Cen also seemed to be relieved, and after taking the spirit behind him upstairs, he said: "Well, the things you want are not ready yet, and I will definitely buy them tomorrow."

Jing Cen didn't hear the echo from the bottom of his heart, thinking that the spirit behind him was unhappy, frowned, and said again: "If you need it urgently, I'll go buy it now."

He's not stupid either, the driver can't buy such inexplicable things, otherwise people will definitely notice something.Just when Jing Cen was tired and paralyzed, he resigned himself to his fate and went downstairs to go out, Ji Hui spoke lazily.

"no need."

"Go again tomorrow."

"Prepare a room for me alone."

Jing Cen breathed a sigh of relief after being called to stop, thinking that luckily the spirit behind him is not too difficult to serve.

"Then you live in the room next to me?"

He asked late.

The second floor has a large area, and there are at least three guest rooms. Jing Cen hesitated for a while, but decided to arrange the back spirit next to him.

However, Ji Hui chose the most marginal one.

"Let's be the last one."

Jing Cen was a little surprised.

"what?"

"It's a bit far over there."

Ji Hui had a half-smile at this moment: "You live so close to ghosts, aren't you afraid?"

Jing Cen: ...

Because the spirit behind him had saved him, he was not afraid at first.But it was a bit strange for him to say that.

Ji Hui didn't care about his reaction.

"Well, I'm in that house."

"Come find me again if you need something."

After he finished speaking, he went to the room next to the study.

Jing Cen was holding the suitcase, and didn't know if the other party had left. After waiting for a while without responding, and after the coldness around him dissipated, he had no choice but to frown and enter his house.

The reason why Ji Hui picked the most marginal house was actually nothing else, it's just that it was a bit darker there.After becoming a ghost, he naturally likes all gloomy places.

It's just the instinct of all ghosts.

After sitting in the car for a whole day, although he didn't feel tired, Ji Hui wasn't feeling well mentally either.After entering the room, he rested against the door.

I don't know what's going on, but he is extremely tired today, a bit like a plant entering a dormant period.

Ji Hui pressed his forehead, walked over and lay down on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes after consciousness enveloped the room.

……

When Xie Cong came back, he immediately saw Jing Cen's shoes downstairs.

People are back?

He raised his eyebrows and opened the door.

As soon as Jing Cen went downstairs, he unexpectedly saw a roommate whom he hadn't touched for several months.

A little surprised: "Are you at home?"

Xie Cong glanced at him, walked over and lazily opened a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator.

"Can't I be here?"

"This house also has my share."

The house in Guyuan was only rented and not sold, so Jing Cen had to share the rent with Xie Cong.Fortunately, Xie Cong is a strange person, and he has no feeling for him being a star at all, so the two rented together for two years without incident.

Hearing what his roommate said, Jing Cen choked.

"No."

"I'm a little surprised that you haven't been home before."

Xie Cong squinted at Jing Cen, and responded indifferently when Jing Cen felt uncomfortable being watched.

If he is not mistaken.

Jing Cen seems to have a trace of Yin Qi?

Where did he, an ordinary person, get tainted with Yin Qi?

Being looked at by his roommate like this, Jing Cen's face darkened, a little weird.

"What are you looking at?"

Xie Cong looked away: "It's nothing."

"It's just that your Yintang is a little dark."

Jing Cen: ...

Jing Cen went upstairs angrily.

After Xie Cong withdrew his hand, he was thoughtful.

Something is wrong with this roommate.

He held the ice water, the laziness on his face faded, and he looked upstairs.

Ji Hui didn't know what happened downstairs, he fell into a nightmare as soon as he closed his eyes.

The slight, prickly, itchy feeling in the heart came again, this time it was extremely clear.It was as if there was something densely touching his body, trying to pierce and grow out through his skin.

His body was drowsy, but Ji Hui's consciousness was clear.

He could feel that all the pain came from the flower branch at the heart, and the flower branch derived from the longevity flower was stinging. Pain.

The blood seemed to be absorbed by this flower branch.

His body was very cold, but his heart became more and more interested.

There is even time to think: Why did the flower branch change?

Is it because he is too weak today?

Or because he ate the seed?

Ji Hui compared himself now with a few days ago, the only change is these two points, he is more inclined to be because of that seed.

The cold heart seemed to be beating twice with a "thump", and it returned to silence in the silent room.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Hui's eyelashes were almost wet from the pain that broke his heart, and this inexplicable feeling passed.

He was drowsy, and he wanted to get up to check his body, but he couldn't get up.

It's like being drained of all your energy.

If he was allowed to fight the clay fox with this appearance, he might be finished without the fox squeak, Ji Hui thought calmly.

The clock in the study next door ticked slowly, and he was finally able to move it when it reached eleven o'clock.

The knuckles were slightly bent, and the drowsiness disappeared.He tightened his hands and slowly supported the bed to sit up, and found that under the pain just now, his nails had come out.

Slightly relieved, Ji Hui gently tied up his wet hair, and suddenly laughed.

After a while, I went to the mirror.

He wants to see how much change that seed can bring.

Ji Hui didn't glance at the familiar eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, even though this face looks sick and weak now, and even the red marks at the end of the eyes from the pain still have a sense of war damage.

He just put his hand on his heart lightly, felt the inside, and after he couldn't feel any beating, he pulled away the red clothes with some pity.

The flower branch growing from the heart lies across the small piece of skin.On the slightly growing blood branch, there is an extra flower bud that cannot be opened.

Some are like the previous seed.

Ji Hui reached out and touched his heart, and found that it was connected to his skin, and it hurt to touch, so he had to withdraw his hand, thoughtful.

So, in fact, it wasn't an illusion that he felt the familiar aura on the statue?

The seeds formed after the statue is broken should be of the same origin as the longevity flower, and can it promote the growth of the longevity flower?

But... the longevity flower was brought by him from the abyss game.

What is the origin of that clay idol?

How can things from two different worlds have the same origin?

After thinking about it for a long time, Ji Hui regretted that he simply ended up with the statue.

It would be nice if I left more to ask.

He was used to killing decisively, but this time he rarely went into a misunderstanding.

However... As the longevity flower grows, in addition to the physical changes, his strength should also increase.

Ji Hui could feel that his soul body had become more solid, and it seemed that the period of weakness was passing through.

When the weak period passes, it will be much better than it is now.

He looked down at the palm of his hand, narrowed his eyes and slowly retracted them.

Forget it, I'll find out after a while.

Ji Hui frowned slightly, sweating a little under the pain just now, he glanced and turned and walked into the bathroom.

At this time, Xie Cong, who was washing in the bathroom downstairs, frowned and raised his head suddenly.