The hug was neither long nor short.
When Jing Xian withdrew his hand, Lu Yingjiu's body was also stained with the faint fragrance, which smelled very nice.
Lu Yingjiu raised his head and looked at the people around him.
He said his name was Jing Xian.
The name sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.
Moreover, Lu Yingjiu always felt that Dagou didn't look like this - Dagou was silly and looked like a man of courage but no strategy, which was very different from the person in front of him in terms of features and temperament. Jingxian looked more handsome than a model, and he could be taken away by a scout if he was taken out for a few rounds, but his appearance was extremely aggressive and aggressive, which he couldn't hide even if he was smiling all the time.
Not the kind that makes people approachable.
Looking more closely, Jing Xian was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves loosely rolled up, and a pair of black slim-fit trousers, which perfectly outlined his long legs. It was simple, pleasing to the eye and decent, and there was no sign of being in a hurry at all.
Lu Yingjiu thought to herself that he looked like someone who was here to meet a blind date.
… But Jingxian looks really happy, his eyes sparkle when he smiles.
Jing Xian noticed his gaze and tilted his head to ask, "What's wrong?"
Lu Yingjiu smiled and said, "Nothing. Do you have any luggage? I'll help you move it."
He didn't dwell on it too much. That memory was too distant. No matter how hard he tried to recall it, the face of the big dog seemed to be covered by a layer of fog. Besides, after so many years, isn't it normal for some changes
He was about to say something else when his eyes fell on the rearview mirror of the taxi.
A gray eye was looking at him.
It's that driver.
The moment they looked at each other, their eyes rolled wildly! Two insects crawled out from the whites of their eyes and danced in the air. Lu Yingjiu reacted very quickly and made a gesture, but saw the driver turned around and smiled at him sinisterly.
He said, "Lu Yingjiu, your time has come."
This sentence was so familiar that Lu Yingjiu was shocked!
In the last half second he could react, he pushed Jing Xian hard, pushing him away from him. The street lights flickered, and then the darkness like the tide engulfed him. The world was dark, and a strong sense of weightlessness came. Faintly, Lu Yingjiu heard the sound of gongs and drums again, and the little ghost shouted in a shrill voice: "The time has come-"
He stretched out his hand again and touched the inner wall of the coffin.
The nightmare repeats itself.
He had originally forgotten the dream, but at this moment he remembered it all!
Just like last time, the coffin could not be opened, and was lifted up and staggered forward. His first reaction was: Did Jing Xian not get dragged here by him? Then he began to think about how to break free.
Last time, he hadn't been able to break free at all.
Lu Yingjiu reached out to touch the top of the coffin again—
But this time, what he touched was not the cold wall of the coffin.
It is a warm and powerful hand.
He was suddenly pulled by the hand, his eyes blurred, and he was standing on the street again.
Jing Xian pulled his hand and asked, "What's wrong with you? I just spoke to you and you didn't answer."
Lu Yingjiu immediately turned around to look at the driver.
The streets are empty, where are the taxis
“… It’s okay.” Lu Yingjiu replied.
Having said that, he was actually very confused.
What time has arrived? What is the ghost marriage in the dream about? Who is the fake groom? All kinds of things are mixed together, and... Why can Jing Xian pull him out
Is it a coincidence, good luck, or...
Lu Yingjiu felt a little suspicious, but then she saw Jing Xian handing something over to her.
Lu Yingjiu took it subconsciously, and felt something heavy in his hand. Under the street light, he saw that it was a thermos cup.
Road to welcome wine:
He couldn't figure out why Jing Xian would travel with this thing and put it in his arms. He hesitated and said, "Is this for me?"
"Yes." Jing Xian said, "You didn't eat much at night, so you're not afraid of getting sick from hunger." He looked expectant, "This is the seafood porridge I made."
When Lu Yingjiu and Xiao Li went to eat, they didn't eat much, and now they are a little hungry. But he never had an appetite, and his appetite was as small as a cat's, and he didn't want to eat after a few bites.
Lu Yingjiu held the thermos cup, raised his head slightly, and looked at Jing Xian: "How do you know what I didn't eat at night?"
Jing Xian: “…”
Jing Xian coughed and said, "You always have a poor appetite, so I guess you should go home and eat it while it's hot."
Lu Yingjiu held a large thermos cup and walked with Jing Xian on the street at midnight.
He was still concerned about what happened just now: "Did you notice anything just now?"
"No, I just saw you standing there motionless." Jing Xian took the opportunity to put his arm around Lu Yingjiu's shoulders, "Let's go, the wind is really strong here."
Lu Yingjiu was not paying attention here and did not notice that there seemed to be some hostility in Jing Xian's eyes.
It was almost a cold murderous intent.
If you look at it from an outsider's perspective, you will find that this hug is not an ordinary arm around the shoulder, but more of a protective gesture, like a beast circling its territory or mate, baring its fangs to anyone who dares to come over.
Jingxian lowered his eyes slightly.
The hostility completely disappeared in the deep pupils.
They walked on the street at midnight. There was no one around, only the sound of their footsteps and the rumbling of the wheels of the suitcase. The lights from both sides shone down, overlapping their shadows.
Behind them, where the light disappeared, black fog moved silently around.
They were all hideous monsters.
Unlike ordinary ghosts, they have flower-like marks on their bodies. They are priests in the ghost world, but at first glance, they all look gloomy and violent.
If ordinary people hear the word "priest", they probably think of an image of a person in white clothes with a celestial appearance. But in fact, judging from their appearance, many priests are scarier than evil spirits, and their tempers are not necessarily good.
This is also why, when an exorcist summons gods, he may be attacked by the ghosts and gods.
Now, countless priests turned into black mist and followed Lu Yingjiu, clinging to the wall. The swords, spears, and chains in their hands flashed with cold light, and the tips were stained with blood. Their sharp claws and fangs were looming in the mist, and the ghost fire was more powerful than the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons...
The atmosphere would have been even better if they didn't hold a series of items in their hands, including small flowers from the underworld, big diamond rings, perfumes, mosquito repellent sprays, wet and dry wipes, snacks, etc.
What's more, he was floating in the air with a Harley motorcycle on his shoulder. As long as Lu Yingjiu said he wanted to go for a ride, the motorcycle would be provided immediately.
Lu Yingjiu asked, "By the way, you later became an exorcist, right?"
"Yeah, but I didn't learn from my parents, so I figured out a few tricks on my own." Jing Xian smiled, "I'm a rookie, I can only help people ward off evil spirits and check Feng Shui. If I can stay in your office, I can only do odd jobs."
Lu Yingjiu didn't expect the big dog to be very powerful.
Da Gou's parents are both half-baked exorcists, and they are not very good. He doesn't ask for much, as long as Jing Xian is more reliable than his parents, that's enough.
Lu Yingjiu said, "You like supernatural cases, don't you? You can follow me to the scene. As long as it's not a dangerous place, nothing will happen with me here."
"Okay." Jing Xian agreed quickly.
"However," Lu Yingjiu changed the subject, "it would be better for me to have a rough idea of your strength. I can't be completely unsure."
Jing Xian froze for a moment, "Oh—is this the firm's exam?"
Lu Yingjiu smiled: "Don't be so serious, I'm not your class teacher."
It was a coincidence that as soon as he finished speaking, the negative energy around him began to churn.
Originally, if you turn right at the end of this road, you will reach Luying Restaurant, but now they have turned and it is still the same road.
Confused
"This opportunity has come." Lu Yingjiu said, "Go ahead."
Jing Xian: “…”
He thought he had finished. Before coming to see Lu Yingjiu, he caught two ghosts from New Oriental in the ghost world and learned cooking skills every day, and only then did he make the seafood porridge in Lu Yingjiu's hand. The rest of the time, he spent time with various teacher ghosts, and finally learned modern common sense, and rehearsed repeatedly to make sure there were no major mistakes.
He never expected that on the first night they met, Lu Yingjiu would ask him to demonstrate his exorcism skills.
He is the ghost himself.
Even if he has a physical body now, it is still a question whether he can use the exorcism technique.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Lu Yingjiu said, "It's just above us."
Jing Xian looked up and saw a dark shadow lying on the street lamp - the little ghost had a miserable look on his face and was secretly looking at them.
Under normal circumstances, if he made a move, not only this little ghost, but tens of thousands of little ghosts would have died. But the problem was that it was impossible, because Lu Yingjiu was there.
What do those exorcists usually do
He tried hard to recall and made a decent decision.
Light blooms at your fingertips.
Fortunately, the flames really ignited, burning silently in front of him. The street lamp ghost felt the heat and suddenly became nervous, forcing out a few low roars from his throat.
Lu Yingjiu thought that Jing Xian was indeed more reliable than his parents.
Then Jing Xian raised his hand, and the flame flew out - its slow movement was like that of an old man, flickering.
Halfway through the flight, it made a loud noise and then died.
Only a wisp of smoke was left.
Little ghost: “?”
Lu Yingjiu: “?”
Jing Xian: “…”
The priests around: "..."
Eight hundred years of glorious reputation was destroyed in an instant.
The little devil seized the opportunity and was about to pounce on him ferociously, but Lu Yingjiu burned him to death with a wave of his hand.
Lu Yingjiu said, "Don't be nervous, try the next one."
Today is Ghost Festival, and there are all kinds of monsters and ghosts. They have not walked a few steps when ghosts start to appear around them, just like monsters in an online game, one after another.
So for the next ten minutes or so, ghosts danced wildly on the street, and Lu Yingjiute sat calmly on a bench by the roadside, ready to see what was happening with Jingxian.
He sat there and opened his thermos, preparing to eat something.
When he opened it, he was stunned.
So luxurious.
It is really luxurious. Just lighting a candle can make it a couple’s anniversary candlelight dinner.
As soon as he opened it, he saw grilled oysters, fried fish bones, and boiled white clams, all packed together without any gaps. After he opened it, underneath was what Jingxian called seafood porridge, which was full of shrimp, snail slices, and crabs. It was delicious and fragrant, and even he, who didn't like to eat, liked it.
This set is only suitable for high-end restaurants, and now they are squeezed in a thermos cup.
Jing Xian brought disposable chopsticks, and Lu Yingjiu took a few bites and ate slowly.
More than ten minutes later, he saw Jingxian light a fire, but the fire went out. He saw Jingxian call for water, but the water didn't come.
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
His expression remained expressionless, but he quickly drank a mouthful of porridge to calm himself.
This, this is really even less reliable than his parents!
Jing Xian looks so strong, how could he be like this!
—Lu Yingjiu never thought how terrible it would be to have a mismatch between professions.
The King of Ghosts uses exorcism techniques to exorcise ghosts.
It's like taking a student of literature, putting him in front of a computer and telling him that if he doesn't type out his novel in binary today, he'll die. It's so despairing.
Finally, when Jing Xian was about to make a detonating talisman, Lu Yingjiu couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Wait, don't try this for now."
He was afraid that Jing Xian might blow up the roadside wall by accident.
Jing Xian asked: "Am I too bad?"
Lu Yingjiu was silent for a few seconds, then found a euphemism: "I can only say that there is still a lot of room for improvement."
Jing Xian: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
Lu Yingjiu: “…It’s indeed a dish.”
Jing Xian looked up at the sky in silence, his face calm, but in fact he was heartbroken.
Lu Yingjiu sat under the light on the roadside. The light made his shirt look very white. The clothes looked good, and he looked good too.
He held the thermos cup in both hands, sitting very properly as usual, looking inexplicably well-behaved, and added with a smile: "The food doesn't matter, I don't dislike you."
He stood up and said, "Let's go home."
Jing Xian was stunned for a moment, and replied with a smile: "Yeah."
He followed behind Lu Yingjiu. Lu Yingjiu was looking at the road ahead, and he was looking at Lu Yingjiu.
When he got home, Jingxian put his luggage in the guest room.
Lu Yingjiu said, "The spare key is by the door, take it if you need it, and go to bed early."
"Okay." Jing Xian looked at him, "Good night."
Jing Xian closed the door very quietly.
Then he banged his head against the door in regret.
This is so fucking embarrassing! This is so fucking embarrassing!
This is a terrible first impression! How could this happen?!
Bang bang bang!
There was a knock on the window outside.
Jing Xian took a deep breath, went over and opened the window, only to see a long, bright red tongue stretched out and swung in the air, looking extremely coquettish, and then a pale ghost face appeared.
Jing Xian said disdainfully: "Pull your tongue back quickly and stop dripping it on his floor. It's so dirty."
The Night Wanderer said aggrievedly, "I have never retracted my tongue before, why do you dislike it today? Boss, what do you want me to do?"
"Go find me some ghosts who can exorcise ghosts. I want to learn."
The Night Walker was shocked: "Boss, why do you want to learn this? Are you learning this to commit suicide?"
"What are you talking about?" Jing Xian frowned, "Hurry up and do your work. Have you finished picking the flowers I asked you to pick?"
"I picked them up." The Night Walker nodded repeatedly, "But didn't he take away the flowers and diamond ring you gave him? Why are you picking them up? Maybe he doesn't like them. In my opinion, we should pick the most beautiful head in the ghost world and give it to him..."
He was slapped away by Jing Xian, and turned into a wisp of mist and floated away in shame.
After floating for a while, he suddenly came back and asked, "Boss, why don't you tell him who you are?"
"What do you know?" Jing Xian sighed.
"Oh," Night Walker said, understandingly, "So you are playing hard to get."
He floated away again, and as he floated he felt something was wrong:
Looking at his performance today, the more I look at it, the more I feel that it is his boss who has been captured!
The next day, the sun was shining brightly.
Lu Yingjiu woke up early as usual.
He slept a little better yesterday and was in good spirits. When he went out to the living room, Jing Xian was at the table. The light was good in the morning, making his face look more heroic and evil. He smiled evilly and took out two bowls of wontons sprinkled with chopped green onions, looking at Lu Yingjiu expectantly.
Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a second by this sharp contrast: "... You, you got up so early?"
"I don't sleep enough. Eat it while it's hot." Jing Xian put a bowl of wontons in front of him.
Lu Yingjiu sat down.
The packaging box says "Lao Zhang Breakfast Shop". I have been there several times before and the taste is the best around. It's just that it's three or four blocks away, which is quite far. I don't know how Jingxian found it.
He picked up a piece with chopsticks. The wonton skin was thin and the filling was rich. The soup was delicious.
Jing Xian sat opposite him and asked casually, "Do you have any commissions? I didn't perform well yesterday, but I'm in much better shape now."
He spent the whole night studying the art of exorcism, hoping to win back the game.
"No," Lu Yingjiu said, "I just solved a case."
Jing Xian stood up, thoughtfully.
Lu Yingjiu was eating wontons when he suddenly heard Jing Xian say, "Hey, come here for a moment."
Lu Yingjiu looked up: "What's wrong?"
Jing Xian was standing by the door, looking through the peephole at something, and waved at him: "Come here quickly."
His tone was excited.
The doorbell didn't even ring. Was there someone outside? Lu Yingjiu walked over and Jing Xian made way for him.
He looked out through the peephole—
There was an old lady outside, with a kind face and wearing a thin floral shirt. She leaned forward and also looked into the cat's eye, with bulging eyes.
She just stood outside the door, spying on them for who knows how long.
It's just creepy.
Lu Yingjiu frowned slightly and took out two pieces of talisman paper—
Jing Xian held him down: "Let me do it."
He also took the bowl of wontons and stuffed it into Lu Yingjiu's hand: "You continue eating."
Road to welcome wine:
He watched the show while eating wontons.