The night is clear under Wangshu, and the fragrance of flowers is whispering. The feelings of the past are now playing, and the world is not over.

The fragrant soul only loves the twilight sky, and the smile is idle. It is difficult to rebel against Dan Lingzhi, and the lonely grave is buried in Qiyan.

Youjing Lin Yan - "Wuling Chun. Mirage

When it is ugly, the green mist is filled, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the crows are sneering.

I don't know where to go, a red sedan chair faintly appeared, four strange villains as tall as seven or eight years old children, each holding a corner of the sedan bar, hurriedly came to a door archway and stopped, looking up only to see four big characters written on it "Yun's cemetery".

I saw that the two villains in front of the sedan chair lowered the sedan door, and out of the sedan chair came a white-faced scholar dressed in a white robe and holding a folding fan.

"The hour has come, and the new soul inside is on its way." The white-faced scholar threw off the folding fan with one hand and spit out words like iron.

Not long after, a man in his fifties wearing a purple shroud walked out of the cemetery, his face was pale, expressionless, and lifeless.

The white-faced scholar moved the fan in front of him, looked at it a few times and asked: "Yun Xiangui, at the age of fifty-seven, born in Shouyang County, Shanxi, was born on xx, 19xx, and died of illness, is it?" ”

"Back to the adult, the little one is only fifty-one years old, and he died of an accident, not of illness."

The white-faced scholar looked at the new soul, was stunned for a moment, pinched his fingers, and suddenly showed a fierce face, and asked, "Bold!" You dare to despise life and fear life and death, do you know the iron law of the underworld? ”

When the man heard this, he was frightened, and knelt down, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Adult Mingjian, the villain has never had such an idea, but at that time, I couldn't help it at all, as if I had been cursed." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, your public case Yan Jun already knows, there is no room for explanation here, and even I will be implicated if I miss the time. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when you get to the underworld! ”

After speaking, the white-faced scholar closed the folding fan, pointed lightly at the man with his index finger, and gave birth to an iron chain out of thin air, which happened to cuff the man's hands and feet.

"Come with me."

The white-faced scholar forcibly pulled the man and was about to leave, when suddenly a strange voice came from above: "Where to go!" Dragnet! ”

As soon as the words fell, a large net fell into the sky, and the man's new soul and the white-faced scholar and others were all besieged in it.

The words were divided into two ends, and the sound of the noisy music of the Netherworld Funeral Hall almost toppled the entire roof.

I saw Yun Xiaoman wearing a punk-type leather jacket with a ponytail, showing his ability, brushing the strings with the guitar on his body and obliviously, with an arrogant posture and cold eyes.

There is also a drum kit behind her, and Aggie is still wearing her trademark pajamas, holding a drum hammer to beat the rhythm, and occasionally spinning the drum hammer a few times to show off her musical level.

"One, two, three!" Yun Xiaoman shouted in a rough voice.

Aji was also a little flattered when he heard Yun Xiaoman's rock voice for the first time, accompanied by "Click! With a bang, like the sound of a drum kit scraping and shattering, Aji was also shocked to the ground.

Yun Xiaoman turned his head to look at Ajiye, who fell to the ground in shock, and gave him a death gaze.

Seeing this, Aji didn't say a word, and quickly got up, and continued to fight with Yun Xiaoman's rhythm.

"I've heard of it, I've never seen it, it's 25,000 miles, some people say, I don't do it, how do I know it's ......not easy" Yun Xiaoman sang passionately, and from time to time he gestured to the mobile phone camera with rock and roll.

Unexpectedly, just when the two of them were having fun, the noisy atmosphere was broken by a phone call.

Yun Xiaoman also made a "stop" gesture to Aji, lowered his high mood, and answered the phone: "Hey, Dad." ”

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Yun Xiaoman's expression became more and more difficult to look at, and his mood instantly dropped to the freezing point.

"Oh, got it."

Yun Xiaoman threw the guitar aside after answering the phone, and sat on the sofa in a daze with his head down.

"What's wrong?" Aggie also leaned in and asked.

Yun Xiaoman turned his head and didn't answer, just stared at Aji.

"Look at what? What to see? You made me back to my true body and play rock and roll with you! We can't turn our faces and deny people! ”

"My uncle just passed away, and I want to go back to my hometown for the funeral." Yun Xiaoman said with a heavy heart.

"Oh, the common feelings of birth, old age, sickness and death, mourning and change." Aji also patted Yun Xiaoman's shoulder and comforted.

"However, Lu Yuan specially instructed me before leaving, don't go out!"

"Che, can you believe his words? All the lies in the world start from their gods, don't listen to him, I'll go with you, besides, my mana is higher than his! Aggie also hugged his shoulders and said with a sigh.

"Really?" Yun Xiaoman looked up and down, and Aji also asked.

Aggie nodded confidently as well.

"Why do you always wear pajamas, can you change your clothes?" Yun Xiaoman asked curiously.

"It's my style! Forehead... It's a contempt for the enemy! Got it? Aggie also said.

"I don't understand! Not being able to bring a strange man home is also the style of this girl! If you want to go with me, only the cats are! Yun Xiaoman said and ran upstairs to pack his luggage.

Before Yun Xiaoman's words fell, a puff of green smoke rose from the ground, and Aji disappeared without a trace, leaving only a black cat wandering around the hall casually.

Soon, "Oooo

The black cat slowly poked its head out of Yun Xiaoman's hat, revealing two big cute eyes.

For the black cat who has been at home for a long time, seeing such a vast world, the mood is extremely high.

The black cat took a deep breath and sighed, "It feels so good to go out, even the air is fragrant." ”

"Hey, big brother, that's the smell of my shampoo!" Yun Xiaoman turned his head and said.

"Huh? Is it? ”

The black cat handed over his head and sniffed Yun Xiaoman's hair: "Congratulations, you got it right!" ”

"Didn't you say I forgot, did I forget to wear a helmet?" Yun Xiaoman said.

"Congratulations on your answer!" The black cat replied.

"It's a disaster, if you run into the traffic police, it will be miserable!"

"Haha, with me, don't worry, I'll keep you unimpeded." The black cat gracefully jumped onto Yun Xiaoman's shoulder and said proudly.

Yun Xiaoman glanced at the black cat in the rearview mirror and asked, "Hey?" How can you speak human words! ”

"You just said that I couldn't change into a human being, but you didn't say that you weren't allowed to speak human words." After the black cat finished speaking, he suddenly jumped on Yun Xiaoman's head and squatted down, majestic and high-spirited.

"I'll count three times, get off my head!"

“1！”

“2！” Yun Xiaoman raised his voice.

“3！” Yun Xiaoman finished counting, and slapped his head.

I saw the black cat jump, easily dodged Yun Xiaoman's claws, and hooked his claws on Yun Xiaoman's coat and swayed and danced with inertia.

"Oops!" Yun Xiaoman slapped himself on the head.

"Meow~" The black cat screamed playfully, as if laughing at Yun Xiaoman's stupidity.

"See if I don't fall to your death!" Yun Xiaoman stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the motorcycle shuttled through the sunset like a launched missile.

Surprisingly, the black cat was weightless, and the resistance and inertia had no effect on him.

The black cat played to its heart's content, jumping on the front of Yun Xiaoman's car, jumping on Yun Xiaoman's shoulder, hooking on Yun Xiaoman's coat and swaying in the wind, and jumping back into the hat of Yun Xiaoman's coat for a while, coming and going freely, radiant and graceful.

The imprisoned soul is like a cage with joy, and from time to time I hear the black cat singing Pavarotti's "My Sun": "Ah, the sun, my sun, that's you~"

sang to the climax, Yun Xiaoman's sharp high voice also shouted: "Ah, I can't stand it~"

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