The sky was getting darker, and the hook-like crescent moon had already unconsciously replaced the scorching sun, briefly controlling the sky.

Ji Wutong staggered back to the apartment with Bai Miaomiao, and when he approached the door, he even half leaned on the girl who was several heads shorter than himself, but he didn't take revenge on the experience of this girl occasionally coquettishly playing tricks on his back, but it was really difficult to move.

"Brother Ji, you lean here for a while. Bai Miaomiao effortlessly threw this standard-sized adult on the sofa and clapped her little hands: "I'll make something to eat." ”

For the sake of life safety, although he would feel his face hurt when he said a word, Ji Wutong still stiffened his spirit and asked, "Are you sure that I, a disabled person with extremely weak resistance, will be sent directly to the hospital morgue?"

Bai Miaomiao wrinkled her nose: "I'm not that cooking idiot, when I live by myself, this girl cooks by herself, okay! I remember that there are still some ingredients at home, just wait." ”

With that, the girl flashed into the kitchen, and after two seconds, she poked her head out and instructed with a little concern, "Call me if there is any situation." ”

Then they jingled the pots and pans.

Although he was mentally exhausted, Ji Wutong, who would ache from the inside out as long as he moved, obviously didn't feel sleepy, adjusted his posture slightly, and half-lay on the sofa like a lazy dog, squinting his eyes and falling into thought.

There is a problem with his own symbolism.

This is the answer he got from Du Tian, although the other party didn't explain too much, but Ji Wutong knew very well that the main reason for this 'accident' was not Ye Xi's contract, nor her symbolic power to fight back against him, but that his own strength had many oddities.

But fortunately, this eccentricity had no effect on Ye Xi, it only acted on himself, which somewhat made Ji Wutong, who was worried immediately when he was unwell, a little lucky.

But what's the problem?

He sensed that the body was usually everywhere, but now it was like an infinite water, and he didn't see the power of circulating growth at all, and he only felt a mess, and he couldn't feel anything at all.

This is too normal, don't forget that this guy has only been a few months since he started from awakening the symbolic power to being pulled into the big pit of marginal people by Ye Xi, as a Ji Wutong who has weak basic knowledge and has never even been in contact with this circle in the past twenty years, no matter how talented he is, he will not be able to detect any problems.

His mood is still quite complicated at this time, after all, it is definitely impossible to say that he is not afraid, Du Tian said very clearly, even if he never tries to recruit Ye Xi's power from now on, the so-called 'discord' will make his physical condition deteriorate all the time, and he can't usually see it, but when it really reaches a certain level, it will directly collapse and lead to death.

Who would dare not care if God counts......

Ji Wutong smiled bitterly, if this happened a year ago, maybe he really didn't care, after all, life was a mess, his parents had not heard from him, and he could see a little mess from time to time, so he didn't care much about his life.

But now......

I seem to have a lot of it unconsciously, although I don't say it, Ji Wutong really cherishes it as if there were so many people around him a night ago.

Ye Xi, Bai Miaomiao, Yi Nan, Yao Qianhan......

It's not much, but it's enough to be a reason to feel nostalgic for life.

The feeling of mixed tastes......

Those fierce people who learned in the story that they were dying and didn't take it seriously now can't exist, unless they have mental illness!

Of course, Ji Wutong did not despair, after all, that was not his character, and Du Tian also said before helping him out that this kind of 'disagreement' was not impossible to deal with, and even he himself had certain means to use.

It's just that he doesn't......

Anyway, there should be a way, if it really doesn't work......

"Girl!" Ji Wutong suddenly shouted at the kitchen.

"What are you doing, it's not done yet!" Bai Miaomiao didn't come out, but responded with the same volume inside, anyway, the sound insulation effect of this apartment is okay, and they can't make noise to anyone except Uncle Kang, who is wandering all day.

Ji Wutong thought for a moment and exclaimed, "If you want to become a ghost after hanging up, is there any trick?" Just in case, do you want to teach me first?"

"Neurotic!"

With an angry scolding, a cold tomato flew over from the kitchen and smashed right on Ji Wutong's head.

"Cut, if you don't know, you don't know, what's angry. Ji Wutong pursed his lips, picked up the persimmon and took two bites: "Well, it's really cold...... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

After a while, Ghost Lori came out of the kitchen with two dishes, and glared at Ji Wutong angrily: "Eat!"

Ji Wutong had already finished nibbling persimmons at this time, and was lying on the sofa humming: "Can you help me over?" My current state is like a lovelorn high school student who has just smoked some powder and then ran around the playground for more than 200 laps. ”

Bai Miaomiao rolled her eyes, then took out a copper coin from her pocket, pressed it on her head, and fell to the ground with a thud, then sat up in spirit form and waved her hand at Ji Wutong......

With a wave of negative energy, he slipped him into the chair.

"Damn! Does it hurt even more!, why didn't you do it lightly or lightly!" Ji Wutong complained half-dead on the table, and watched Bai Miaomiao lie down into her own body, stood up like a person, and said with a smile: "You are quite good at playing." ”

The girl turned around and went back to the kitchen to serve two bowls of rice, sat opposite Ji Wutong and shrugged her shoulders: "Make the best use of everything, that guy named Du Tian is very powerful, go back and ask him what he can do with the Bian Zaiyu he got before." ”

It was the one she got in the illusion at the bottom of the well, the gift of the youkai, or the relic.

"It's not that the big guys like to pretend to be a ~ beep ~ and then run away. Ji Wutong struggled to pull a mouthful of food into his mouth: "Why is this guy lying here?"

Bai Miaomiao grinned: "You see where he looks like a big man, didn't people say, there is something to do with RB, and I plan to take a hitchhike with us when I go on a study trip." ”

"Shall we?" Ji Wutong said with a blank eye: "I don't seem to have promised that I will definitely take you, right?"

Click!

Bai Miaomiao casually broke off a corner of the table and glanced at Ji Wutong: "Do you want me to stuff you into the washing machine?" I heard that some ghosts like to play like this. ”

Ji Wutong hurriedly laughed and said, "Just kidding, isn't Qianhan already saying hello over there, let's go together!"

"Hmph, count yourself as acquaintances!Hey, Brother Ji, you are unable to move now, do you want to enjoy the service of being fed by Lori?"

"Let's talk about the washing machine......

......

Another place in City B, a community

Inan was staring at the tablet in front of him with a serious face, looking like he was video calling someone.

Hmm, why don't you make a chattering circle or ghost shadow to talk to you from a distance and make the atmosphere a little more emotional?

Please, what age is it, if you want to pursue the style, it is better to use flying pigeons to pass the book!

Let's adjust the angle, and we can see that on the screen is an old man with gray hair but good spirits, looking at Inan with a little love in his eyes.

"Xiao Nan, how are you doing? Do you miss your grandfather? How's your study?"

Yi Guichen, a generation of masters in the Chinese psychic medium world, known as the ferryman, asked with a smile, just like an ordinary old man.

Inan still had the same poker face, and replied respectfully: "Everything is safe, my studies are going well, and my final grades this time should be good." ”

This kid is good at behaving, and on the premise that the president of the student union promised to secretly operate for him, he didn't hesitate to make a big fuss.

If it was Ji Wutong, he would definitely think so......

The old man nodded with satisfaction: "Have you made any friends?"

A few figures suddenly crossed in Inan's mind, some were cheap, some were hot, and some were soft, but he still shook his head after a little hesitation and said, "No, it's good to be alone." ”

"It's not good to be alone!" Yi Guichen snorted: "You are just too withdrawn, too much like your father......"

Speaking of this, Inan's face obviously showed a hint of unnaturalness, and the old man immediately stopped talking and changed the topic: "Okay, do you have a girlfriend?" Okay, don't talk about it, I know it's no fun, you have made up your mind since you were a child to make our family the last!"

A little embarrassment appeared on Inan's face, and he shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that, it's just ...... There is no suitable one, and I am still young......"

"Nonsense!" the old man roared, and said with his eyebrows fluttering: "What is young, what is young! When I was your age, not to mention your grandmother, and ......"

"Grandpa!" Inan coughed dryly: "Self-respect......"

Yi Guichen shook his arms in displeasure, and suddenly smiled: "I heard you say in the email before, it seems that there is some kind of study trip, you want to go to RB, right?"

"Hmm. Inan nodded, suddenly having a bad premonition......

It was a bad premonition for no reason, like a basin of cold water pouring from head to toe, and then only listening......

"That's great, do you remember the girl of the Gu family who stayed in our house for a while when you were a child?" Yi Guichen asked with a smile.

Inan shook his head quickly: "Completely, no, impression!"

"It's good not to be impressed!" But the old man nodded instead: "That girl was not good-looking when she was a child, she was wrinkled, but now she has grown up, and she is very beautiful!

Inan was shocked: "Grandpa, you won't be ......"

"Grandpa has given you a task, you must complete it!......" Yi Guichen smiled maliciously: "Those limited edition models of yours are all at home." ”

Chapter 137: The End