He felt like he could melt away at any moment.

Today's sunlight is stronger than ever, even if he is just a lonely ghost wandering in this small cave that can barely shade, basically he doesn't have any perception ability, he can't experience it at all, but he can't resist Xiao Yun has been beside him and said to him sadly: "Why don't we play a game, you see the sun outside is so scorching, let's bet on how long you go out and it will turn to ashes, well, maybe you will be gone in the blink of an eye." ”

Him: "......"

He looked away from staring at the cave in a daze, and turned his head to look at Xiao Yun, who was lazily lying on a naturally formed bed that could barely be regarded as a stone bed.

He was dressed in a plain white gown, wearing a light green gauze, his facial features were not very good-looking, and he was a little charming when he looked at them. His long hair was not coiled up, but scattered casually on a bed, covering his slender body, and it didn't look like a serious lazy appearance, the stone bed was uneven and very simple, but it was forced by Xiao Yun to highlight the illusion of comfort.

The corners of Xiao Yun's eyes drooped slightly, his pupils were slightly lighter, and he put on a posture that seemed very distorted to him, at this moment he supported his thin chin with one hand, glanced at him lukewarmly, lazily pulled off the corners of his mouth, and said, "Ha, tease you, don't try it easily." ”

Without waiting for him to answer, Xiao Yun lazily made a more twisted movement - he stretched his leg to the back of his neck, as if stretching his waist, moaned comfortably, and put his leg back with a soothing expression, weak and boneless, and content.

As a wild ghost, he felt that he would never be able to do this.

Xiao Yun turned his head sideways, his eyes seemed to hook people when he stared at a person, he looked at him with a blank face like this, and he was always a little dazed in his eyes, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Yo, how did I forget, you are of this level, you can't even leave ashes after annihilation." ”

He frowned unconsciously, and for no reason felt that Xiao Yun's last words were like a small thorn that pierced his fingers, and he couldn't find the source for a while, only the pain kept hitting him.

And he clearly didn't even know what pain was like, or he had forgotten what it felt.

He can't touch the sun, he is a wild ghost, this is what Xiao Yun told him.

Xiao Yun's full name is Xu Yun, he is a green snake, the whole body color is very beautiful, and he has been by his side since he realized it.

At that time, when he opened his eyes, he dimly saw Xiao Yun in the cave coiled up, spitting snake letters, and sneered that he was just a lonely ghost, and he dared to occupy his territory. He remembered that the sun was shining brightly, and he was about to float out unconsciously. Even if he didn't quite understand what Xiao Yun's words meant, he could clearly feel that his presence seemed to have caused the snake's dissatisfaction.

His mind was empty at the time, and he was crowded into a bunch of questions such as who I am, and he didn't want to say anything to anyone, maybe he didn't know that he could speak for a while.

Looking back now, he was not surprised that a snake could speak, and even now, he took it for granted that it was not a rare thing for a snake to speak, so that when he saw Xiao Yun transform into a human form, he was still not half surprised.

Xiao Yun had probably never seen such a stupid lonely ghost, and he snaked in front of him in three or two clicks, he looked over ignorantly, and saw Xiao Yun staring at him with a snake body. A snake and a ghost looked at each other, both speechless, after a while, Xiao Yun seemed to be unable to look at his stupid appearance anymore, and looked away as if he gave up, only to say that although he didn't understand why he was floating in this cave for so long, but it couldn't hinder him from anything, and it was not impossible to stay, so he should accumulate virtue for Jiheng.

He also asked Xiao Yun how he appeared in this cave, but why he couldn't go out during the day, but Xiao Yun said that his cave was originally his territory, but he had left for a few years, and when he came back, he saw him wandering in the cave without any consciousness, as if he was declaring his sovereignty to show off his might, and he couldn't talk to Xiao Yun, so he didn't ask anymore.

It's not that he hasn't been curious, Xiao Yun said that he is not a human, just a little wild ghost, maybe the wind can blow it away. Xiao Yun also said that the wild ghosts who generally continue to linger in the mortal world, but after they die, they are unwilling to return to the underworld, or they have unfulfilled wishes, or they have unavenged revenge, in short, they must still have nostalgia for this yang world, so they will escape the search of the ghost soldiers, and they will be faceless and skinless in this world.

But there is really nothing in his mind, blank, I don't know what the so-called world in Xiao Yun's mouth is, I don't know what nostalgia he still has in this world, and I don't know why he died.

He subconsciously seemed to know something that he should have known, but why did he forget most of the other memories?

As for how he came to this cave without being aware at all, how long he had been wandering in the cave before Xiao Yun came, and how he suddenly became conscious, he couldn't figure it out, since it was fruitless, he simply stopped thinking about it.

He has lived with Xiao Yun for an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yun said that if you don't count the time he wandered in the cave unconsciously, it would be half a year, and if you count it, it would be more than half a year and half a month. When he said this, Xiao Yun's tone seemed to be half a long time, and he didn't know how long half a year was, whether it was long or short, every day seemed to be very long, but it seemed to be very short.

The sun rises and sets, and then another day, the light fades and the night hits, although the darkness has no effect on him at all, he can still see what he should not see. But there's really nothing I want to see.,It's not big or small.,A cave that's not big or small.,In addition to the stone wall.,It's sometimes able to turn into a human form.,Soon it will revert to the snake-like Xiao Yun.。

The normal situation of the two in the cave is just to be in their own way, Xiao Yun often shows a heavy look, which makes him a little puzzled, and a little envious, at least Xiao Yun still has something to think about, and he is just thinking about what he wants to think about every day.

They have very few conversations, and every time they speak, Xiao Yun looks like he is pretending to be old, but Xiao Yun says most of what he doesn't know, so he will also firmly remember every word of Xiao Yun, and Xiao Yun often hangs Ji Heng on his lips.

Regarding "Jiheng", Xiao Yun only said that this was his sweetheart, and that person was waiting for him to go back, but other than that, he didn't mention anything else, and he wouldn't ask more.

And for some reason, when he said the three words "sweetheart", his heart seemed to move, in Xiao Yun's words, he was a lonely ghost, and the organs of his body were at best an ornament, even if he dug out his heart, it would have no effect on him, and he couldn't even feel the pain, where would there be such a reaction that only living creatures can have.

When he said this, Xiao Yun was completely hidden in the shadows, even if the darkness was nothing to him, but he couldn't tell what kind of expression Xiao Yun was looking at that time for a while, so he only heard him say coldly: "Not to mention some living creatures, as if they don't even have a heart?" ”

The reason why he wanted to leave with Xiao Yun was that Xiao Yun looked him up and down for a long time before deciding to leave, and said to him thoughtfully: "It stands to reason that you have been floating in the yang world for so long, even if those guys in the underworld who are not human or ghost are in the rice bucket, they should be caught back at this moment, why has there been no movement for a long time?" Have you ever thought that maybe your life should not be extinguished, or maybe you didn't know what kind of evil art someone used and was taken away by someone else? These things may not be managed by the underworld, I am shallow, I really can't see anything, you can leave with me to find clues on your own, I will also see if I can help you find out some news, if you don't want to, it is a good place to continue to stay here, at least this place is indeed much safer than the mountain. ”

At that time, Xiao Yun's expression became a little solemn: "But since you don't belong to the two realms, if you continue to exist in the yang world in this form, your soul will be scattered in three years at most, and if the underworld is not your way, then the yang world is not even more, you can think about it yourself." ”

It was the first time Xiao Yun had said something to him so seriously, and when he thought about it, he seemed to have been in the cave long enough, and he really wanted to know what his current blank past was, even... I sometimes feel anxious about myself when I don't remember anything.

He sometimes felt that what he had forgotten seemed to be something important, as if someone was waiting for him, but this feeling was so ethereal that it often dissipated before he could grasp it, so that he always felt that this feeling was just an illusion that he wanted to know his past too much.

He always knew that it was useless to think about it too much, Xiao Yun had already given him a choice, instead of waiting for himself to disappear, it was better to try to find some clues, even if there was no result, and in the end he still ended up like that, it was much better than waiting alone in the cave for a result that would not change the slightest.

The night he left the cave with Xiao Yun, he had some nervousness in his heart, not because the strange outside world was full of unknowns, but because he felt as if he was getting closer and closer to something, or rather, someone. He no longer thought that this feeling was his delusion, because there was such a feeling in his heart, as if what he was looking for was also waiting for his arrival, especially when he was on the road every night.

What is he looking for, and who is waiting for him? Or rather, who is pulling him in the dark, or even needing him?