"Hey!" Zhang Jianwei and Cheng Zijin sighed at the same time.

Even if the emotions are magnified, but a coward, a arrogant person, this inherent character, is indeed doomed to the end of the two.

As for Gao Lu, Zhang Jianwei felt that he had done a good job.

Nowadays, I am most afraid of making shallow words, Gao Lu comforted Zhou Yulong, and did not belittle Wang Bo, he did everything he had to do, and picked himself up, saying that he was sleek, and he really had a bit of human touch.

After sighing at this, Zhou Yulong also dragged his thin body and walked slowly with the crowd.

This building is not far from the subway, Zhang Jianwei also wants Zhou Yulong to enter the subway, he may not be able to follow the electric car himself, and Cheng Zijin is not easy to expose, who would have thought that this guy is actually walking slowly step by step.

The weather in October, around five o'clock, the sky is still bright, Cheng Zijin said, the resentment on Zhou Yulong's body can be smelled from a mile away, and he is not afraid to run away, and Zhang Jianwei himself can also see a black gas in the daytime, crossing the crowd like a flagpole, and standing there.

So the two of them rode the electric slowly, taking a break from time to time.

As a result, it was three hours.

I don't know how Yulong's body looks this week, he came out of the company's building, walked all the way home, passed by the restaurant food stalls to taste, eat, and ate more than a dozen bowls of ramen, five or six boxes of pastries, seven or eight bottles of drinks, a large string of oden, and when he went home, he also took out a few meat buns.

A little smaller, the stomach has not changed at all.

Zhou Yulong lives in Xuanwu District, but he lives in the central area that looks a little more prosperous, and most of them here are young people like them who have just graduated from college and joined the work, full of vitality, unlike the community where Zhang Jianwei lives, there is a kind of twilight.

Zhou Yulong didn't seem to notice the two people hanging far behind him, so he reluctantly avoided the pedestrians, and then entered the elevator.

It's not good for the two to get too close, this will also be the peak of work, there are a lot of people coming and going, and I can't see which floor Zhou Yulong, who is close to the elevator, is on.

Fortunately, Cheng Zijin's nose was good, and the two climbed the stairs, smelling layer by layer, and finally found traces of Zhou Yulong on the eighth floor.

Once you've decided on your final residence, you'll naturally return and wait to come back later.

Coming out of Zhou Yulong's house, the two continued to deliver food, Xuanwu District is not as lively as other districts, but after all, it is a big city, and when it comes to the meal, there are still many people ordering food, Cheng Zijin is holding milk tea, sitting behind Zhang Jianwei's buttocks, very calm, just looking around with his eyes lifting, looking very excited.

"What's the story of the five ghosts?" Zhang Jianwei asked curiously, "Why can these five people turn into ghosts?"

"It's all poor people, they haven't tasted life yet, they are going to die, and they are not as good as me, and they have a chance to come back to life, those hundreds of thousands of people died, one by one turned into resentful spirits, trapped by me, and slowly crossed, not only these five people turned into ghosts, but the countless resentful spirits, leaving only these five, but naturally, these five ghosts are also because of deep resentment, I wanted to cross the others first and then concentrate on crossing them. Cheng Zijin sucked milk tea and said slowly to Zhang Jianwei.

"Why?" Zhang Jianwei asked.

"Those five people are very similar, they were tortured before they were born, and they naturally became powerful ghosts after death, but two of them were a pair of mother and son before their deaths, which were more peculiar. Cheng Zijin said plainly.

"Mother and son, hey, they're all poor people. ”

"Buddhism says that all living beings are suffering, and only by getting rid of samsara can they suffer, although I cultivate the Tao, but I think this sentence is good. Cheng Zijin's pigtails were blown by the evening breeze, bumping up and down, and he scanned the people around him with his big innocent eyes, as if he had seen through everything.

"Life, there are bitter and sweet, how can there be such an absolute, doesn't Lao Tzu still say, is the blessing and misfortune dependent?" Zhang Jianwei retorted.

"That's what you're saying. Cheng Zijin nodded, ignoring the topic.

"Is the powerful ghost on Zhou Yulong's body stronger?" asked Zhang Jianwei. "How far is it from stepping into ghost cultivation. ”

"It's strong, but how far it goes, I don't know. ”

"Is it because your power is locked?"

"It's not all, the ghost cultivates a line, I only know the reason, but I haven't seen the work. Cheng Zijin took a sip of milk tea and shook the empty cup. "The milk tea is finished. ”

Zhang Jianwei is a god, don't you mean talking on paper, saying such a literary and artistic, I, a student majoring in Chinese, are about to be surrounded by you.

"There's a bubble tea shop in front of you to buy you another cup. Zhang Jianwei silently calculated the price, a cup of milk tea is six yuan, Cheng Zijin has at least three cups a day, and it is twenty yuan a day, and it will cost more than six hundred yuan a month, plus the rent, more than a thousand a month, do you really need to cash out a little from his toys.

Even if he is compassionate and ambitious, and guides himself in cultivation, he has no money to live, so he doesn't go to drink the water of Xuanwu Lake every day to spend the day.

"Why do you only drink milk tea, do you want to eat something else?" Zhang Jianwei complained for a long time, and finally bought milk tea for Cheng Zijin, but since he went to the takeaway delivery with himself that night and met the milk tea shop, he basically held a milk tea bottle all day long and didn't let go, and Cheng Zijin definitely didn't need to eat anything else, and people also said that just absorb a little heaven and earth aura, the whole little fairy's posture, but there is still a bit of a gap between not needing to eat and not wanting to eat.

"No need, milk tea is good. Cheng Zijin inserted the straw in, took a sip of milk tea, and squinted his eyes to enjoy it for a while.

"There are a lot of other drinks at that drink, would you like to try them?"

"I'll talk about that later. Cheng Zijin did not refuse.

There are not a lot of takeaways delivered in the evening, and there are fewer people who order food today, maybe it's because they eat and drink too much outside the eleventh holiday, and they have an empty stomach, or they spend too much money.

At about eleven o'clock, Zhang Jianwei decided to close the stall and quit, and he had to practice when he went back, so he walked back with Cheng Zijin, who had finished drinking milk tea, and after crossing Xuanwu Lake, Cheng Zijin suddenly pulled Zhang Jianwei's clothes.

"What's wrong?"

"I asked about the smell of ghosts. Cheng Zijin pointed in the direction of Xuanwu Lake.

Zhang Jianwei immediately opened his yin and yang eyes, but the forest was deep and dense, and he couldn't see why.

However, neither of them spoke, quietly put the electric car aside, and Cheng Zijin led the way, following the direction of the smell of the ghost.