Listening to the girl's words, Meng Fan's heart ached. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Putting the water cup in her hand on the bedside table, the kimono lay down, and the girl leaned inside, sniffed, and then smiled, as if a wronged child had finally been comforted.

"Lamp...... It's also closed. ”

The octopus shrank his head and buried his head in the quilt, Meng Fan turned off the light and lay down again, only to find that the girl was already sitting on the bed and began to untie her clothes.

"The ......"

As soon as Meng Fan spoke, the girl stretched out her little hand, put it on his lips, and shook her head.

In fact, as a cultivator, especially when you have reached the third level of Condensation, you can see things in the dark, and there is no difference between turning off the lights and not turning off the lights.

Roughly girls...... I want to keep some comfort in my heart.

The sound of undressing was squirming, Meng Fan closed his eyes and listened quietly, feeling that time was passing slowly, second by second, as if year by year, some things began to be recalled in his mind, and some people's faces kept appearing, parents', Xiaoxi's, Mrs. Zhang's, and the two evils...... Even if it is the head of the village of Sun, the pillar ...... 's faces are all on the surface, and they are all smiling.

I never thought about guarding anything before, I just thought about finding a job after graduation, earning a little money, supporting my parents, marrying a girl with a docile personality and not having to be too beautiful, having a child, and raising the child, everything is plain......

But the night I got home, everything changed.

A completely different world opened the door to him, and he was not allowed to refuse, so he was pulled in the door, and life became ...... Cruel.

Everything that happened made him have to do something, to wake up the stream, to go to the underworld to save those relatives and friends who were placed on the knife.

Some of these people ...... For example, the pillar has kept him unable to let go.

If the pillar hadn't gone to pick him up, he would have been fine by now, he would have married a wife and had children, and lived a good and bad life...... But the pillar is still dead, and the soul of the dead goes down to the underworld again...... This is the pain in his heart, the debt in his heart, he has never said it, but he will always think inadvertently, if he can make up for it, he must make up for it.

It's like I'm sorry for someone, no matter how far time has passed, when I think about it, I still feel uncomfortable.

In one of Mrs. Zhang's books, it is said that ghosts also have the possibility of condensing the body, and if this is the case, there is a way to repay it...... In this way, some of the dead souls he knew also had a chance to live again, such as Xiaoyu, the female ghost Ayu and his children...... Wait a minute.

"Brother......

The warm and soft body came up, and a slender little hand grabbed his hand and put it on her body, and began to move downstream inch by inch from the beautiful jade-like face...... Meng Fan never knew that in such a situation, his hands would tremble...... The palm of the hand rose and fell along the curve of the girl's body, the girl bit her lip lightly, her cheeks were hot, and her hands were shaking, but she still firmly grasped his hand and rubbed it...... It's like grabbing this hand, exploring everything on her, there are mountains and mountains, there are flat rivers, and there are blue waters......

"Even if it's ...... One day I will never see each other again, and I hope my brother will remember this feeling. ”

"If you remember that feeling, you'll never forget it...... Forget about the small fish. ”

The girl's words on this winter night, in the cold north wind, like the scorching sun in spring, made Meng Fan's heart warm and unforgettable.

I don't know how long it took, the girl finished everything, and fell asleep beside him satisfied, he slowly got up, sighed softly, and still had the warm aftertaste on his hands...... Then, pushing the door open, he walked out.

"Meng Fan, Xiaoyu, this kid ......" There was a person sitting in the courtyard, with a cigarette between his fingers, the man took a puff of cigarette, and the firelight lit up, illuminating a haggard face, "Xiaoyu, this kid...... Sorry to bother you. ”

Meng Fan smiled and sat down next to the man, who handed him a cigarette, flicked his fingers, lit the cigarette with a trace of fire, and looked at the night sky, it was pitch black and there was no starlight.

"It's me...... Not good. He said, "I am the one who has caused you trouble." ”

The man smiled and patted his leg: "It's all fate." ”

"Hmm. It's all fate. He nodded, and then looked at the man's face, "Brother Zhang......"

Before the words could be spoken, Zhang San waved his hand and interrupted him: "Big brother only asks you one word, if there is no Xiaoxi, will you marry her?"

Meng Fan watched the cigarette in his hand burn and was silent for a long time...... This question......

There are no assumptions in life, and there is no way to repeat it.

He finally smiled, looked at Zhang San's face gently, and nodded solemnly.

"Let's go. Zhang San exhaled, looked relieved, stood up, and walked to the room, "With your answer, I can sleep well, I can close my eyes and sleep well." ”

"Well, good night. ”

Meng Fan said goodbye to Zhang San, shook his body, and swept to the path outside, but he never thought that the words that Zhang San said just now contained a message that frightened him.

At this moment, a figure also came towards him from the darkness and stopped ten paces away from him.

"Meng Fan, my young lady is invited. The man said a word, it was Zhang Zhengxin of Fengyi Funeral Company.

"Got it, let's go. Meng Fan nodded.

"When you meet my young lady, please use your true face. Zhang Zhengxin smiled, "My young lady...... Don't like talking to people who wear masks. ”

"Good. Meng Fan also smiled, and reached out to take off the ghost mask on his face.

Meng Fan didn't feel strange about Zhang Zhengxin's arrival, if Zhang Zhengxin didn't come, it would be strange. And he just wanted to meet the young lady in charge of Fengyi Funeral Company.

In a big house, Zhang Zhengxin led Meng Fan into a hall, the decoration of the hall is European, it looks extravagant and luxurious, a large and somewhat exaggerated sofa is placed in the middle of the hall, there is a woman lying on the sofa, from Meng Fan's point of view, I can't see the woman's body, only two slender and beautiful long legs, smooth as jade, stretched out to the outside of the sofa.

"Meow ......"

Suddenly there was a cat meow, and then the woman spoke.

"Meng Fan, Master Mengniuba......" The woman's voice was tactful and pleasant, "You have only been down the mountain for a few days, and the whole Huyang City can hear your story, even me, a little woman, wants to ...... I've seen you in person. ”

"Heh, it's just a small measure. Meng Fan smiled indifferently, while Zhang Zhengxin stood aside with his hands down, bowing his head slightly, looking at the bright and smooth floor, motionless.

"Zhengxin, go down. The woman spoke softly, revealing an absolute control, "I have something to say, I want to talk to the master alone......" (To be continued.) )