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"If it's hard to say, don't mention it. The courier brother gently held his three fingers in the direction of Song Qi's knees, and stood up involuntarily.

Song Qi stood stiff for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, [The little one voluntarily gave up the opportunity to be reincarnated. 】

"Do you have a wish?" Xu Mu's dark eyes circled around Song Qi's body, revealing a slightly surprised look.

Giving up the opportunity to be reincarnated means giving up life and not entering samsara until the yin qi is exhausted and ashes are gone. Most of the ghosts who are willing to do this have grievances and are extremely evil, but Song Qi's body is clean and clean, and there is no evil energy, but there is a very faint layer of golden light.

According to his own ancestor and Shen Liang, ghosts who have been accumulating yin virtue from life to death, and ghosts with extremely high yin virtues will have cash light on their bodies, and the higher the merit, the stronger the color of the golden light.

The courier brother's eyebrows furrowed slightly, remembering the conversation he heard at the bridge before, the yin virtue after Song Qi's death, could it be that he has been saving people underwater with Chen Zhe for hundreds of years?

【Small...... Originally, he wanted to accompany Chen Zhe all the time, but now he is getting weaker and weaker,] Song Qi paused, and then raised his head with determination, [If...... The Taoist can't save him from the sea of suffering, so it's okay to transfer the small yin qi to him. 】

Xu Mu: ..................

If you do this, you'll be the one who will be gone, okay?

The courier brother lowered his eyes and pondered for two seconds, then turned his head to look at Feng Yuan, "Brother, after visiting here, let's go to Fengtang Bridge to have a look, right?"

Because Chen Zhe didn't want to harm people's kindness, he also wanted to help them as much as he could. What's more, helping ghosts with yin virtue can also accumulate their own yin virtue.

"I'll go again at night, now the yang energy is heavy, and I can't see clearly. After listening to Xu Mu's explanation, Feng Yuan glanced lightly in the direction in which Song Qi was standing, and his tone couldn't hear joy or anger. Song Qi subconsciously shrank beside Xu Mu, this person's eyes were like knives, cutting his body with cold air, could it be that he was also a Taoist?

The courier brother felt that what Feng Yuan said was very reasonable, so he said to Song Qi, "You go back first, and we will come back at about nine o'clock in the evening." ”

Song Qi nodded hurriedly and ran away, he even suspected that he would have to be stabbed into a sieve by the eye knife of the person next to him if he stayed any longer.

The culprit who disturbed the "date" disappeared, and the face of the head of the house looked a little better, "After a while, go seven or eight hundred meters to the right after leaving the museum, there are a few thrift stores, before dinner, we can go over and have a stroll." ”

"Thrift store?" Xu Mu's eyes were like candles on a summer night, and they lit up.

"That's right," Feng Yuan rubbed the silly hair on the top of his pet's head dotingly, "The kind that sells old goods and miscellaneous items, maybe you can find treasures." ”

"Quick, let's get here in good condition. Xu Mu actively dragged Feng Yuan's wrist and rushed towards the next Qing Dynasty area.

The furniture technology of the Ming and Qing dynasties is mature, and the whole tends to be the peak of skill and value, and it is a strong stroke in the history of furniture. By the time they actually finished shopping and walked out, it was close to four o'clock in the afternoon.

When rushing to the thrift store, Xu Mu wanted to step on the hot wheels and run all the way, but someone with his hands in his pockets, unhurried steps followed behind, a small alley two meters wide, stunned by his leisurely posture of walking out of the street photography of fashion magazines in Paris.

"Brother!" Xu Mu turned his head, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were anxious.

Feng Yuan simply stopped and curled the corners of his lips, "You can consider bribing me." ”

Xu Mu: ..................

Brother, how old are you, and you're still coquettish!

Seeing that the male god was standing on the ground without moving an inch, the courier brother had no choice but to turn around and run back, pinched a trick, grabbed Feng Yuan's collar, raised his head and kissed him on the lips quickly.

"It's too perfunctory. The male god frowned and said dissatisfied.

What do you want to do in the public, Xu Mu's ears are burning red, although others can't see it, but he is also under a lot of pressure in his heart!

Seeing his pet embarrassed, Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, supported the back of the other party's neck, lowered his head and kissed it. He gently sucked Xu Mu's soft lower lip, then picked the gap between his lips with the tip of his tongue and gently probed in. This kiss is like the first drizzle of the spring breeze, gentle, dense, with tenderness and sweetness, silently, cherishing and telling his affection, which made Xu Mu blush and heartbeat, and almost even broke up.

"You can't practice, at least that's it, understand?" Feng Yuan let go of the courier brother's lips and said in his ear.

"Practice a ghost!" This is an impossible task! Xu Mu, whose ears were red, glared at Feng Yuan angrily.

Feng Yuan lightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said seriously, "It's okay to find me to be a free sparring partner for this kind of thing, it's not good to find ghosts." ”

Xu Mu: ..................

The satisfied head of the house finally kept up with the pace of the courier brother, and five minutes later, the two finally stood in front of the thrift store in Dingru Town.

Dingru Town is not big, there are only two or three stores in the whole town that do thrift business, and most of the shops are piled up with old-fashioned wooden furniture, wall clocks, dowry bottles and other items collected from the homes of the town's residents, and the time is basically no more than a hundred years, and it is not worth much. Xu Mu swept around the first store twice and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Feng Yuan pasted the chilled juice he bought at the store next door to Xu Mure's flushed face, "I really want gold everywhere, and I can't wait for you to pick it up." ”

Xu Mu took the drink can and nodded, yes, it's best to pick up the leak, if not, it's not bad to appreciate the folk customs.

The courier brother who settled down picked up a few talisman pendants engraved with peach wood cores in the second store, and planned to go back to make souvenirs for Qian Fatzi and them. These pendants are not only carved with excellent workmanship, but also wrapped in a layer of obvious aura, obviously a rare fruit on the polar yang peach tree, ordinary people hang, and it is best to drive away evil spirits.

Feng Yuan picked a lion ornament with a sinking wood next to him, which was only two knuckles high and about the size of the little stone armor beast at home.

"Do you want to buy this?" Xu Mu looked at the wooden ornament curiously, there was almost no aura, and the carving was also an ordinary modern craft, this was an ordinary tourist souvenir.

"Aren't all stone lions in pairs, make a companion for the little stone to go home!" Feng Yuan was still fiddling with the lion, a little in love.

"But it's wooden. Xu Mu looked at Feng Yuan incomprehensibly, you can find a stone for it, what's the matter with the wood!

Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "Haven't you heard of the Mushi Qianmeng?"

Xu Mu: ..................

So you're planning to order a baby kiss for the little stone armor?

Xu Muzheng was hesitating whether to resist the "arranged marriage" on behalf of his little pet, Feng Yuan had already paid the money neatly, and by the way, he also bought another copper coin with a strong aura from the box next to him.

Dingru Town's specialties are ancient puff pastry dim sum, handmade maltose and three-knife wine, and every few tens of meters on both sides of the road, there will be a shop selling these local products. The dim sum wrapped in hemp rope and oiled paper is neatly stacked on the desk, with a simple and lovely atmosphere, and the aroma wafts in the shop.

Xu Mu tasted half of the dim sum, and the taste was unexpectedly good, and the maltose and wine tasted good. He couldn't help but buy a few large bags of dim sum, maltose and liquor, and planned to bring them to Shen Liang, Zhu Chen and his ancestors to taste.

In between dinner, Xu Mu also specially called Xu Liankui and Shen Liang about Chen Zhe's matter and asked for their suggestions.

Xu Liankui and Shen Liang said the same, Chen Zhe is a water ghost who belongs to the earth-bound spirit, if there is no one to replace him, he can only live and be trapped in the same place until his soul is scattered. So, if you want to get him out, you have to find a replacement. In this situation, Taoist priests usually find a beast with sufficient spiritual energy instead.

Xu Mu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, it wasn't a barren mountain or a wild mountain, where to find a big beast with enough aura, besides, in order to save the ghost, killing another one was inevitably the next strategy.

In the end, Xu Liankui gave him a trick, "If you don't want to kill, try to be a puppet, find a suitable medium, pour some spiritual energy into it, and plan to create three souls and seven spirits." ”

"Puppet?" Xu Mu blinked, looking at Feng Yuan's little lion on the table, he had a flash of inspiration, he could try this thing!

Xu Mu hung up the phone, excitedly pinched the little lion and tried to inject a trace of aura into it, and sure enough, it was perfectly wrapped in the wooden lion. With his aura, Xu Mu experimented twice, and finally succeeded in making a puppet that could be fake.

"Brother, I found a way to save Chen Zhe. Xu Mu bent his eyebrows and said excitedly to Feng Yuan.

"Eat well first. Feng Yuan motioned for him to eat first, and then lightly hooked the corners of his lips, knowing that you would choose this method.

"Chen Zhe can be saved, what should Song Qi do?" Xu Mu scratched the back of his head, and couldn't help but send another message to Bai Wuchang.

"600,000 yuan to buy the road to help you get it!" said Bai Wuchang.

"600,000, you're too dark!" The courier brother jumped to his feet, 600,000 yuan of dark currency, equivalent to 30,000 yuan!

"Okay, for the sake of acquaintances, I'll give you a twenty-percent discount, five hundred thousand. ”

"The 800,000 percent discount is obviously 480,000!"

"You can now use your aura to paint directly to buy road money, why are you still so stingy?"

"I can't use the aura for two days to draw a hundred thousand yuan of dark coins, and you have five million dark coins per month alone, why are you still so desperate to ask for money?"

"The two pairs of three-boundary animal skin shoes that Lao Tzu bought yesterday are only three million, and five million is not enough to spend five days!"

Xu Mu: ..................

You shopaholic!

Feng Yuan silently put the shaved fish meat on Xu Mu's plate, in the entire Three Realms, there are no more than one hand of people who can make the underworld help, and the one who can bargain with Bai Wuchang is the one opposite him.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Xu Mu and Feng Yuan rushed to Fengtang Bridge with the puppet.

Chen Zhe was sitting on the bridge railing with his knees crossed and admiring the moon, and when he heard Xu Mu say that he wanted to save him, the whole ghost was in a state of blindfolding.

[But......] Chen Zhe hesitated to look at the direction of the roof of Song Kee's restaurant, if he left, what would Song Qi do?

[Look at what I'm doing, you're leaving, this is Lao Tzu's world, happy and quiet!] Song Qi on the roof opened his mouth disdainfully, and in the night, the golden light around him was more obvious than during the day.

"His situation is simpler than yours, it's nothing more than going to the underworld to buy a chance to reincarnate. Seeing that Chen Zhe seemed to be worried about Song Qi's problem, Xu Mu opened his mouth to comfort him.

These two people are also quite interesting, they are always quarreling on the surface, but they are thinking about each other in unison, which is more awkward than twist.

[Can you help him buy the opportunity to reincarnate?] Chen Zhe looked at Xu Mu in astonishment, being able to make a deal with a ghost is something that only the Great Dao can do!

"Hmm. Xu Mu nodded, even if he used his aura to exchange some yin virtue for himself, the reincarnation of heaven, a person like Song Qi who had good thoughts in his heart before his death should not end up in a disillusioned end.

Chen Zhe knelt down and bowed respectfully to Xu Mu three times, and according to his instructions, he turned around and jumped off the Fengtang Bridge with the lion in his arms.

Song Qi on the roof jumped up and landed next to Xu Mu, looking at the water under the bridge worriedly.

Circles of water rippled out, and the river at night was unrippling, dark as ink, and there was no movement for a long time.

Just when Song Qi couldn't help but jump down, the river water suddenly boiled, and a blister the size of a skewer bowl appeared, and a fishy smell spread along with the blister.

Xu Mu quickly drew a talisman and slapped it into the water, and those bubbles slowly fell silent. Feng Yuan, who was holding a blind eye, leaned on the railing carelessly, not looking worried at all.

After more than ten seconds, Chen Zhe finally came out of the water, he was wet, as if he had really fallen into the water.

After going ashore, he tentatively took two steps towards the outside of the ancient tree, and sure enough, there were no obstacles.

[Success!] He looked up at Xu Mu and Song Qi on the bridge, and said happily. Feng Yuan also showed a faint smile in his eyes, and removed the surrounding obstacles.

"His problem is solved, and the next thing is yours. Xu Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Qi, took out a folded rune paper and handed it to him, "Tomorrow morning, there will be a ghost to bring Chen Zhe, you give him this rune paper, and you can go to the underworld with Chen Zhe to be reincarnated." ”

Song Qi's hand holding the rune paper trembled slightly, [Dao Chief, thank you!]

Xu Mu was trying to learn from Shen Liang and his own ancestors, and put on the appearance of a master outside the world, when someone behind him suddenly shouted, "Xiao Mu, why are you here?"

The courier brother looked back and saw that it was Sister Lily, a colleague of Feng Yuan Design Institute, who pinched his face on the bus that came yesterday for a long time.

"Sister Lily," the courier brother looked at his sister who was running towards him with a single-lens reflex not far away, and couldn't help but collapse his face, and reflexively took two steps back.

"What are you hiding, my sister found something interesting when she was eating chicken noodle soup this morning, show it to you!" Lily dragged Xu Mu over, fiddled with the SLR camera around her neck neatly, and pulled out a photo and handed it to him.

Feng Yuan's face changed slightly, and it was too late to stop it.

On the screen is a square wooden pillar, the pillar is densely pasted with two-inch Polaroid photos, and the one facing the camera is a close-up of a teenager leaning on the sofa and sleeping lightly, with eyebrows and eyes like Xu Mu.

"How's it going, doesn't it look like you?" Lily said smugly.

Xu Mu was stunned, it's not like it, it's him at all, that sofa is the Feng family's sofa, it seems that it should have been taken during the Chinese New Year a few years ago.

There is a line of small characters written under the photo, [The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky], and the more Xu Mu looks at it, the more it looks like Feng Yuan's words.

He looked up at Feng Yuan in surprise as if he was asking for verification, could it be that this photo was put up by Feng Yuan when he came before?

Feng Yuan ignored him, just turned his head lightly, "They're leaving." ”

Hey, Xu Mu looked to the side again, and was interrupted by Lily, Chen Zhe and Song Qi were indeed gone!

The courier brother, who was easily distracted, missed the reddish earlobes of his male god in the night.

Early the next morning, Xu Mu found a green-glazed Piyong inkstone on the outer windowsill of his hotel room, and the mud on the inkstone had been carefully washed off, but the water marks were still not dry. The round multi-legged inkstone is very small, the diameter is only three or four centimeters, the glaze is fat, the craftsmanship is exquisite, look at the fly wing pattern on the opening piece, like something in the Tang Dynasty, at the market price, at least worth seventy or eighty thousand.

There are also two words on the windowsill that someone smeared with mud, [Thank you!]

Xu Mu blinked, it seemed that it was either Chen Zhe or Song Qi who gave him a thank you gift.

Good intentions are rewarded!

The courier brother held the piece of Biyong inkstone, and really wanted to give a hundred likes to the ancients who said this!

The next two days were very happy, and on the bus on the way back, Xu Mu naughtily took a picture of Feng Yuan's sleeping face, and suddenly remembered the sentence in the photo, the moon in the sea is the moon in the sky, what does it mean?

He opened his phone and checked it, froze suddenly, and then curled the corners of his lips slightly.

The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is the sweetheart.

Those seven words are a love letter written by twenty-two-year-old Feng Yuan to sixteen-year-old Xu Mu in a foreign land.