Chapter 153: Ghosts

Liang Meng's face-changing technique is a must, and in an instant, the stern and angry rebuke on his face was replaced by a flattering smile.

"Yun Xuchen. ”

The little pale face smiled like a flower. The legend standing next to him was invisible.

The difference in treatment is too great.

"Hall Master. ”

Yun Xuchen nodded to Liang Meng. Then he glanced sideways at Legend, who bowed and nodded, and turned to leave the bedroom.

Staring directly at the legend and closing the door, Yun Xuchen turned around and stared at Liang Meng with fixed eyes.

Liang Meng walked to the bed and sat cross-legged under Yun Xuchen's scrutiny, and a layer of sweat beads appeared on his straight back.

Swallowing his saliva nervously, Liang Meng grinned and gave Yun Xuchen a stupid smile.

"What does the hall master want to know?"

"What...... What?"

Liang Mengxing's eyes widened, and she looked at Yun Xuchen innocently and suspiciously.

"Shicai, hall master, what do you want to know from the legend?"

Word by word, Yun Xuchen said very slowly.

"Uh...... That one...... In fact...... I'm ...... Curious, curious. Huh"

After stammering and cautiously speaking, Liang Meng gave two more silly smiles.

"Curious?"

"Hmm"

Liang Meng smiled and nodded.

"Dry ...... Why?"

Yun Xuchen lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then walked to the wooden chair next to her bed and sat down under Liang Meng's intently gaze.

Liang Meng was full of excitement, his swollen fingers were a little itchy, and he didn't dare to raise his hand to scratch it.

If it weren't for the calmness on Yun Xuchen's face, at such a close distance, she would have subconsciously covered her chest with her hands and shouted indecency.

Quietly moving his butt to the side, Liang Meng tilted his head to look at Yun Xuchen's sharp side face, and asked in a soft voice.

Yun Xuchen only glanced at Liang Meng, his eyes were calm, and his tone was calmer.

"If the hall master wants to know something, ask. ”

"Uh? Q...... What?"

Yun Xuchen gave Liang Meng a 'you don't pretend to be garlic' look.

"What do you want to know from the legend?"

"You're going to tell me?"

Liang Meng gave back a 'you will be so obedient' look.

"The last time, the hall master asked if he wanted to ask?"

was impatient by Liang Meng's repeated rhetorical questions.

Yun Xuchen's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his tone was obviously impatient. Liang Meng immediately replied honestly like a frightened rabbit, shrunk his shoulders.

"Ask. Belch...... Who the hell is that ghost?"

Liang Meng's eyes rolled, and he decided to ask a question that he already knew the answer to test and test to see if Yun Xuchen's answer was honest.

Hey, the hall master is a clever little ghost!

"Spirit Lord. ”

Really honest.

"Why is he being suppressed here?"

"A long time ago, hurt my people. ”

Liang Meng didn't expect Yun Xuchen to really be able to ask and answer questions so honestly, and the little doubt just now slowly passed away.

Only then did he ask with a serious face.

"Who suppressed the ghost in the Library?"

Yun Xuchen looked at Liang Meng, his eyes flashed slightly, like a cracked lake, something was about to break through. Liang Meng frowned and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong? Can't you say?"

"Yes...... The hall master of the Cloud Dreams Hall a long time ago. ”

Yun Xuchen rarely showed a little hesitation. His hands clenched his robe even harder.

In fact, this answer was expected by Liang Meng, at the beginning of her coming here, the legend had told her that before her, Yunmengtang had countless hall masters.

Since Lingyu was suppressed in the Library Pavilion, the people who suppressed it were none other than these people from Yunmengtang.

didn't ask about the great achievements of the former hall master, Liang Meng's focus was still on Lingyun's body.

"Legend has it that the spell that suppresses the ghost is only a few hundred years old. ”

"Yes. ”

"Then why is the charm gone, but the ghost still stays in the library. ”

"Because he can't escape. ”

"Why?"

Yun Xuchen's eyes were covered with a layer of frost, and he looked at Liang Meng fixedly, his thin lips opened slightly, and every word in his mouth seemed to have been gnawed by teeth.

"Because, he was imprisoned by me with spiritual power. ”

"You??"

Liang Meng's obviously questioning tone made Yun Xuchen raise his eyebrows. Turning his head, he stared straight at Liang Meng with a cold gaze.

"What's the matter, the hall master doesn't believe me?"

"Believe it, believe it!!"

Yun Xuchen's tone sank violently, and Liang Meng nodded hurriedly as if a little chicken was grabbing food.

Sure enough, men can't be questioned!

"I remember the legend told me that the ghost had submitted to our Cloud Quest Hall a long time ago, so why do you continue to suppress and imprison him?"

"He's not of my race. Moreover, to say that he was obedient was not a trick he used to escape. ”

"Oh. ”

Liang Meng nodded again and again after hearing this, with admiration on his face, 'You are really a good chess player'.

In fact, it's not the same thing in your heart at all, just like you, you will be cautious, even if people are sincerely obedient, you may not be willing to let go easily.

"Hey, Yun Xuchen. ”

I don't know what to think of, Liang Meng suddenly smiled with a little humility in his flattery.

I am not afraid of Yun Xuchen's insolence, I leaned closer to Yun Xuchen, and it is no exaggeration to say that if this is a bigger breast, it will be very suspicious of seduction.

Yun Xuchen's body did not move, only a waveless gaze swept over Liang Meng's face.

Liang Meng hurriedly pulled the corners of his lips wider. The smile is humble and flattering.

"Can you tell me about the Spirit Clan?"

"Why is the hall master so concerned about the affairs of the Spirit Clan? ”

"Of course you have to take care of it. I've got to watch out for them. You see,"

As he spoke, he raised the hand wrapped like a pig's trotter to Yun Xuchen's eyes. Yun Xuchen's pupils shrank extremely quickly, and a trace of heartache flashed.

Liang Meng didn't realize it at all, and only raised his hands vigorously to sell miserably.

"If I am taken captive by them again, I guess it won't be as simple as hurting a finger. ”

After saying that, he pitifully raised the 'pig's trotters' to his mouth and blew carefully. While blowing his eyes, he secretly looked at Yun Xuchen.

Yun Xuchen lowered his head silently, and the dark hairpin at the black bun seemed to carry many distant and lonely memories.

Liang Meng was stunned for a moment when she looked at the clearly visible lines on it, and she suddenly wanted to raise her hand to touch the hairpin.

"The Spirit Race has no real body. ”

Yun Xuchen's sudden voice startled Liang Meng, and it took a while for his brain to react before he understood what Yun Xuchen was talking about.

"No real body? It's like a ghost, you only hear its voice and don't see its people?"

"Yes. ”

"Wouldn't we be in great danger? You think, we are in the light, but they are in the dark. It's so easy to do a sneak attack or something. ”

Liang Meng's excited emotions came quickly, and he shouted and screamed with spit on his neck.

After shouting, I saw that Yun Xuchen's face was as gloomy as water. The cowardly immediately shrank back, sneering and waving his hand at Yun Xuchen.

"You say, you say. I promise not to interject. ”

In order to prove that what he said was true, he raised his small uninjured hand and tightly covered his mouth.

Yun Xuchen was made to cry and laugh by Liang Meng's funny little actions.

However, his face was not revealed at all, and he was still our expressionless iceberg doctor.