I remember when I was in my hometown, my aunt took me to find Mrs. Qian to exorcise ghosts. After the www.biquge.info were done with the ghosts, they were talking outside, and I ran into a small utility room to play while people were not looking. There were a lot of strange things in the utility room, but the one that attracted me the most was the old bookshelf against the wall.

I've loved reading since I was a child, and I can't put it down as long as it's something with words, even if it's an instruction manual, I'll read it carefully for a long time. So when I saw those yellowed thread-bound ancient books, I immediately became excited.

Those books have not been touched for I don't know how many years, and there is a thick layer of dust on them. I lifted open the dirty book that I couldn't read, and tried to pull out a copy of my favorite from underneath.

But those books were old and improperly preserved, and many of them fell apart at the touch of a button. I finally saw a relatively complete one, and I just wanted to pull it out to take a look, but the pile of fragile books actually "hulala" all fell down.

Many of the bound cotton threads had been broken, and this time it was almost a spill of paper. I looked at the messy ground in a panic and reached out to grab the papers to tidy them up, when an illustration caught me.

It was an illustration of fine brushwork, with delicate and delicate brushwork, and a very handsome man on it. Wearing a crystal crown and black robes, he sat on a throne made of human skeletons, surrounded by many imps.

Next to the illustration are a few lines of words: The iceberg has a spirit, the culmination of the divine power of the full moon, the essence of heaven and earth from cold to yin, and turned into a ghost king. Out of the corner of the iceberg, is for the back.

The illustration was very eye-catching, and although I don't know which book it fell from, I was very impressed by that single page of illustrations.

"The spirit of the iceberg is for the back." I said in surprise: "I thought that the back corner was just a made-up character in the legend of ghosts and gods, but I didn't expect it to be true?" ”

Cheng Xi was also surprised, and looked at me with wide eyes: "You actually know the back corner?" ”

I shook my head: "I just happened to know that there is such a ghost king, but the details are not clear." After that, he looked at Cheng Xi and said, "Are you friends with this back?" Why are you protecting him everywhere? ”

"Protecting him?" Cheng Xi sneered: "I'm here to protect you!" You have no idea what a terrible person the back corner is, and dare to get involved in this matter indiscriminately. ”

"But I can't hide if I want to." I looked at the playground outside the woods from afar, and as the sky got brighter and brighter, there were more and more students: "I really want to be an ordinary person, like those college students, go to school happily and enjoy youth." But I can't do it, I didn't study medicine because I liked it, because if it weren't for your elixir, I would have died a long time ago. I got involved in Zhong Ji-hoon's affair, not because I wanted to, but because I was destined in the dark. ”

I raised my head and looked at Cheng Xi's dark eyes, the morning light had already sprinkled on his face, but those eyes were like black holes, without a trace of reflection of light.

"You are an immortal, immortal and immortal, and you can see the warmth and coldness of the world, I don't know if people are involuntary many times?"

The coldness in Cheng Xi's eyes seemed to loosen, he turned his head away, avoided my gaze, and said coldly: "I have never cared about the world, just because you have my elixir on you, if you are snatched away by the back corner, it will be very troublesome." You're so stubborn, so self-contained, I can't always rush to save you. After that, Cheng Xi turned his face and glanced at me again: "Moreover, I don't like to hear people say that I am a little ghost raised by him, let me hear it again, and I will never spare you!" ”

Looking at Cheng Xi's figure that disappeared like magic, I stuck out my tongue and thought: This guy won't become a roundworm in my stomach because of the elixir on me, he knows everything, and he has to be careful when he speaks in the future.

The next plan went well, and at Christmas, Zhong Zhiyuan finally asked me out to spend the holiday together. I reported all these situations to Chen Yibai at all, but his tone didn't sound as happy as I thought.

I was completely immersed in it, unlike the ghost incidents I'd encountered before, which were all passive and even helpless. But this time, everything was under control and expected, and that sense of accomplishment kept me in a state of high excitement every day.

Zhong Zhiyuan, as always, booked a table in a very tasteful restaurant, which is a well-known private order, and if you are not a VIP member, you can't book a table.

I sat at the table, looking at Zhong Zhiyuan's carefully arranged recipes, and suddenly felt ashamed. He didn't notice anything wrong, and was as gentle and honest as ever. It was torture, and I struggled with my conscience all night. Finally, when dinner was about to end, I couldn't stand Zhong Zhiyuan's defenseless sincere eyes anymore.

"Professor Zhong, there is something ......"

Zhong Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "You still call me Professor Zhong, not by my name." ”

"Oh, Zhiyuan." I cleared my throat nervously: "Ahem, well, that's it, something......"

Before I finished speaking, Zhong Zhiyuan's phone rang suddenly. Zhong Zhiyuan looked down at the caller ID, and his expression suddenly became nervous. He said to me apologetically, "I'm sorry, this call is important, I'll answer it." Then he got up and went out onto the balcony.

I have already scanned the caller ID to say "big brother", so this call is Zhong Zhixun's. I felt nervous and couldn't help but look out onto the balcony to know what they were talking about on the phone.

At this time, suddenly a gust of wind slipped past my ears, and I got goosebumps, and when I turned my head to look, I saw Qin Sisi standing beside me, still listless.

"Miss Qin." I felt guilty when I remembered how much I had hurt her. Hurriedly whispered: "Don't worry, I'm trying to find a way to get close to Zhong Zhixun, as long as I see that there is indeed something strange about him, I will definitely remind Zhiyuan." ”

Qin Sisi's blank eyes glanced at me, and seemed to squeeze out a smile. A faint, echoing voice came to my mind.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it out...... But thank you, I'm relieved to hear that......"

I knew there would be such a day, but I didn't expect it to be so sudden. Watching Qin Sisi slowly disappear and the smoke and dust were gone, I inexplicably felt a faint sadness. This is the first time I've been saddened by the death of a ghost.

Zhong Zhiyuan walked in from the balcony and seemed to pause when he saw me. I was shocked in my heart: if it's broken, will Qin Sisi's mana die with her? If this is the case, Zhong Zhiyuan is afraid that he is now out of the control of Ecstasy.

I panicked, could it be that such a long-term plan was going to fall short?