Dense raindrops weave into a curtain and reflect on the translucent tung oil paper windows.

Somehow, Ling Shang was attracted by the rain curtain.

He gently pushed away the night ginseng and came to the window.

There was a warm feeling in the dantian; Ling Shang knew that the Gu worm was happily absorbing his essence.

Ye Mushen lit the candle, sat down on the coffee table, and then poured himself a glass of water.

After two sips, I still feel a little weak.

Holding his chin in one hand, "It's raining heavily." ”

I don't know if Ling Shang was thinking something and pretending not to hear.

Ye Mushen drank another cup of bland tea to his back, lowered his head and began to think about what happened before he lost consciousness.

Ling Shang wanted to take him away from Xuanyuan Mausoleum, but he was unwilling to return empty-handed, and the two almost had an argument.

After entering the elephant coffin, it was full of weapons and armor from ancient times, as well as the bones of people and animals accompanying the burial.

In a pile of white bones, the two found the Night Dagger that should have been on Yan Huan's body.

The blood stains left on the dagger are Yanagi's.

It was probably at that moment that he realized that the code had been taken first.

He still remembered that Ling Shang's cheeks were terrifyingly blue and purple at that time; I guess my appearance is even more unsightly.

And then ......

"Do you know that there is a place called Wind Chime Ferry?" Ling Shang suddenly turned around and asked.

Ye Mushen's heart seemed to be pinched hard.

He has been looking for this place for a long time.

Just because of a teenager's words.

Laughing, "I'm afraid that place is the same as Penglai Wonderland, it doesn't exist in the world, right?" ”

Ling Shang shook his head, "It's not fiction. ”

"That'...... Are you going to take me there? ”

Ling Yi looked at him fixedly, "I heard that it is the rainy season there all year round. ”

"Ha, then I won't go with you. I don't like places where it rains a lot. ”

"Really?"

"It's always raining, and you can't see the stars at night."

Ling Shang's lips opened slightly, but he forgot what he wanted to say.

Ye Mushen took a deep breath and got up in front of him.

"You haven't answered my question yet - are you still angry with me? Just because I don't care about my own life, I don't want to return with you? ”

Ling Shang was reprimanded like a child who had done something wrong, and hung his head half with remorse and half grievance.

Ye Mushen took another step closer, "If you don't speak, you're still angry." ”

"It's not...... I'm not angry. ”

"I don't believe it."

"Not really. I'm just scared ......"

"Afraid of what?"

Ling Shang took half a step back in a panic, his heel touching the corner, "No, it's nothing." ”

Ye Mushen held his head with both hands, "Brother, you look into my eyes." ”

For the first time, Ling Shang was as frightened as a woman, and his eyes dodged for a long time before meeting his gaze.

"Brother, you tell me - you're not mad at me, you're just scared...... Afraid of what? ”

"I'm afraid you'll die...... I'm afraid to live like that in a world without you...... I'm afraid that by the time the Netherworld finds you, you've forgotten about me......"

Ling Shang's voice became lower and lower; As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and his face turned even paler.

Ye Mushen's dark eyes seemed to have a terrifying wave, and it took a while to calm down.

"You are really ......" The words "hate" almost blurted out, but fortunately, Ye Mushen was silenced in time, "It's so boring." ”

Ling Shang's moist eyes stared deeply at this person.

Those entangled worries and attachments are all troubles for this person, right?

How could he say it?

Ye Mushen hooked Ling Shang's chin, "Brother, you underestimate yourself too much. You look so good, even if I drink Meng Po soup, I can recognize you at a glance. ”