"Ahem! Cough! Jiang Futing didn't speak, thinking that what the aunt said just now was true, so he pretended to cough twice.

The person sitting curled up in front of the computer still did not turn around and paid very much attention to the game in front of the computer.

He could smell Bai Tang's ghostly energy, so Bai Tang must have smelled it when he came back.

Then the other party must be angry at the way he ignores himself now.,So the reason for being angry... Didn't say hello and came back late?

However, according to his past, he did say hello to Bai Tang in advance, no matter what Bai Tang did or came back late, it was like maintaining the pivot of the relationship between the two people, and it had become a habit in life, but now one of them suddenly broke it.

For Bai Tang, it was the same as being no-show or releasing a pigeon.

Jiang Futing patted him on the shoulder.

Bai Tang was still motionless, and after touching the mouse, he buckled his toes by the way.

Although Bai Tang's feet were also very white and clean, Jiang Futing was still stimulated by his sloppy movements, and walked over directly regardless of whether he was happy or not, stretched out his hands and grabbed the earmuffs on both sides of him.

Just when Jiang Futing was about to tear it off directly, he paused when his eyes swept across the computer screen.

The content of the game copy that Bai Tang is playing at the moment reads: Expel the Taoist priest who is blocking your progress, and the task reward is to burst out a certain amount of equipment and increase experience points.

These things are normal, but strangely enough there's a small print prompt underneath the quest: 0.1% drops artifact fragments related to the Ancients.

Combined with the dungeon site in the picture, it is very similar to the wilderness he strayed into with Yang Linsheng last time! Even the formation on the ground, as well as the two men and women in the middle of the formation, there are rescue hints and falling health bars on the two people.

When the screen quickly switched, Jiang Futing saw the face on it clearly, it was Yang Linsheng's parents.

Jiang Futing's hand holding the earmuff paused, and the pitch-black iris shrank suddenly, why did what happened to him appear in the game, and it was exactly the same way of display!

Just when his brain was spinning rapidly, Bai Tang raised his head directly, his eyebrows looked calm, but the unhappiness in his tone was heard very clearly: "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Futing quickly withdrew his gaze from the computer, looked at him with a steady face, and took off his earmuffs: "Eat." ”

Bai Tang still tilted his head, and his clear eyes stared at him: "I'm not hungry." ”

"That's fried for nothing." Jiang Futing pretended to be sorry and said.

Bai Tang frowned: "Jiang Futing." ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing looked at him.

"I noticed that your skin has thickened after living with me for a few days, is this your nature?" Bai Tang suddenly leaned down, and the hair on the back of his head just floated into his hand.

"That's what you know." Jiang Futing rubbed the hair in his hands, it was very soft and itchy, and it felt very good.

"It's over, and now it's going to be a lot of rhetoric." Bai Tang snorted for a moment, with a look of emotion.

Jiang Futing suddenly hooked the corners of his lower lip, instinctively thinking of Lin Jin, Lin Jin has been busy recently, and it is rare that he has not sent messages all day long, "If you tell my mother this, she will definitely be happy." ”

"Why?" Bai Tang blurted out, and then remembered that the last time Lin Jin came to the house to ask himself, it was like checking the household registration, and suddenly laughed: "She is so anxious to get rid of you!" How much she hates you! ”

Jiang Futing's fingers playing with his hair stopped awkwardly: "She is idle." ”

"That's to blame for keeping a straight face all day long, you're too mature! If she doesn't do it, she will have the illusion that her son is twenty-one. Bai Tang continued to laugh mercilessly.

Jiang Futing didn't say anything, resisting the urge to pull the hair in his hand hard.

"Hey! But! Bai Tang sat up suddenly, turned the chair to face him, and the unhappiness in his eyes had long since dissipated because of the ridicule just now, "What type do you like, I know a lot of rich girls, I will introduce you." ”

Jiang Futing glanced at him deeply, Bai Tang raised a light and bright smile, his peach blossom eyes were half-bent because of the smile, and his pupils flashed with a small light when he laughed.

Seeing that the other party looked at him curiously, and there was a sense of not giving up until he reached his goal, Jiang Futing put down the earphones that he had held for a long time in his other hand, turned around and walked to the sofa: "No need, you keep it for yourself." ”

"I'm in my thirties, and it's not a serious profession, who is willing to give it to me." Bai Tang got up from the chair and didn't bother to take these few steps, snatched Jiang Futing and sat on the sofa.

Jiang Futing was no longer surprised by this phenomenon, and cleaned up the messy things on the side of the coffee table.

Just when he picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat after sorting out his things, he suddenly thought of a question, when he lived here before, he felt that Bai Tang was different, or it could be that Bai Tang's appearance was too young, and he couldn't see his age at all, which made people subconsciously ignore it.

It seems that there is no trace of the other half, and there is only a trace of his life in the single-family building.

This question is still relatively rare for an adult man in his thirties, and he took a slow sip of soup: "Why don't you get married?" ”

Bai Tang was stunned by his sudden question, and poked the rice in the bowl: "It's not much, I just don't want to." People of my age have long seen that marriage can't trap me, and cultivation is the right thing. ”

Bai Tang said and specially instructed Jiang Futing: "Do you know? ”

Before Jiang Futing could answer his question, Bai Tang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "But you are different from me, you can end it if you want to." ”

"I don't care." Jiang Futing said slowly with the dishes, and Yu Guang glanced at him: "Anyway, I will follow you to cultivate the ghost path in the future." ”

"Yes." Bai Tang chewed the food in his mouth, and then looked back at him as if he had heard something wrong, and inadvertently raised his voice: "En? ”

Listen to it from Jiang Futing's mouth

As for the fact that he is willing to cultivate the ghost path, it is really unprecedented, and he is still worried that he will not be able to pull back his mind in Xu Ping's memory, or he will not be able to stand the darkness that is too heavy, and he will have to be with evil ghosts all day long in the future.

"How?" Jiang Futing turned his head to look at him.

When he came back from Guo Yanfang's house, he thought clearly, the darkness will not be dark forever, the lost soul needs a guide, enter the underworld after death, and then reincarnate, and life is endless.

No living being is born with karma, and no living being is born sinful.

The beginning of the world is nothingness, everything begins from there, the beginning of every life is the same, all things are equal, and some are only lost.

"It's fine. It's good that you think about it. Bai Tang smiled and put away the look he had just joked about, and reminded: "In this case, you can weigh the things at home yourself." ”

"I know." Jiang Futing continued to eat the dishes in front of him, and there was no emotion on his face.

The two of them were just halfway through dinner when Bai Tang's mobile phone suddenly rang, "Hey." ”

Jiang Futing only saw him sitting there listening to a sentence from the other side, so he put away his mobile phone and stood up, "You eat first, I'll go out." ”

"Other lists?" Jiang Futing looked up and asked.

"No, something else." Bai Tang casually pulled out a coat and disappeared into the air.

After Jiang Futing finished eating, he cleaned up the table, and half of the dishes were reserved for Bai Tang and put them in the refrigerator.

Turned on the faucet to wash the remaining empty bowls, just when he drained the bowl, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate, I don't know why the moment the phone rang, his heartbeat trembled.

Subconsciously felt a little bad, he didn't have time to dry his hands, just wiped it on the rag twice, and then took out his mobile phone, it was Bai Tang's.

"Hey, you go to Guo Yanfang's house now!" As soon as the phone was connected, Bai Tang's voice came: "Something happened to me here, and I can't pull away." ”

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Futing asked.

"Xu Ping ran out, the underworld is just a bit chaotic, you help me take a look, he should have no ill will towards you, and he won't hurt you!" Bai Tang hung up the phone after speaking.

Jiang Futing ran upstairs to grab a piece of clothing, and took a quick taxi again to the bottom of the old building that he had left only two hours ago.

The dark eyes looked at it with some doubts, and there was no sign of ghost aura in the building, which was completely different from the rich aura when Xu Ping was there before.

It's as clean as a normal building.

Didn't you come here?

As he thought about it, he had already lifted his feet and walked up the stairs, the stairs were still the same stairs, and the unit floors he passed through were the same, without any inappropriate changes.

Until he stopped at the door of Guo Yanfang's house, the air was still so clean that he couldn't feel anything.

But Bai Tang couldn't say that there was no thing, if it wasn't for the certainty that Xu Ping would come here, he wouldn't be so determined to let him come over directly.

Jiang Futing hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

"Who?" Guo Yanfang's hoarse voice came from the room.

"The one who sent you home in the afternoon." Jiang Futing said very politely: "I seem to have something left here." ”

After a few seconds, the "click" door was opened.

"Sorry to interrupt." Jiang Futing bent down at him embarrassedly.

Guo Yanfang didn't care, the wheelchair stepped back two times and gave way to him: "It's okay, come in." ”

The room was still clean and there was no smell at all, Jiang Futing looked around casually, the furnishings inside were still the same as when he left, and the daily necessities did not change in the slightest.

Jiang Futing squatted on the side of the coffee table, pretending to rummage, and looked at the other corners of the room, and asked in his mouth, "Hasn't Guo Changhuan come back yet?" ”

"No, I guess I'm working overtime again." Guo Yanfang sat on the side and watched his movements, and sighed lightly. "But it's coming soon, it's going to be past nine o'clock."

"How's my dinner?" After Jiang Futing finished touching the top of the coffee table, he continued to lower his head and pretend to touch the compartment under the coffee table.

"It's pretty good, better than eating outside a lot." Guo Yanfang replied slowly, suddenly stuck in his throat and coughed violently.

Jiang Futing hurriedly stood up and poured him a glass of water, and by the way, he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over.

When Guo Yanfang leaned over to take it, Jiang Futing inadvertently caught a glimpse of the lighter hidden in his chest pocket, and asked casually, "You still smoke now?" ”

(End of chapter)