Chapter 34 Honesty

Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian came to Ye Feng's room.

I saw talisman paper spread all over the floor, as well as various pens and scissors, in a mess, as if a robber had just come in, and almost disappeared.

The half-person-height cardboard box had been dismantled, and Ye Feng took out the contents and placed them outside.

a note.

A bronzed key.

There's also... a little green crocodile doll.

There are only three things in total, no matter how heavy they look.

Ye Feng first unfolded the note, and the four of them huddled together to watch.

The note is yellowed and the writing is old.

【103486】

Little li said, "Brother Ye Feng, is this the bank card password left by your second master? You want to get rich."

"Whatever made a fortune, the second master didn't leave any savings. He donated all the money he could donate." Ye Feng said, "It's a breeze to walk away."

Ye Deyong was married, and his wife passed away early, leaving no heir. He regarded Ye Feng as his grandson.

When dealing with his funeral, Ye Feng was young, but the Ye family should have made it clear to him, including the whereabouts of the inheritance.

Little li asked: "What can this be?"

"I don't know." Ye Feng shook his head, "He didn't mention it to me at all."

"Could it be private money?"

"I really don't know." Ye Feng still shook his head.

He picked up the second item again.

The bronze key is very heavy, a little longer than his palm, and it should correspond to a giant door.

Little li: "Brother Ye Feng, what is this?"

Ye Feng studied for a long time with the key and said, "I don't know."

Lu Yingjiu said, "How come you don't know anything, and the second master agreed to kiss you?"

Ye Feng scratched his head vigorously: "But he has a weird temper! No one knows what he is thinking! He is extremely bad at expressing, and it is not easy to be able to tell you clearly. For example, , 'Last night's meal was unpalatable', he can turn around for you eighteen times, from Qin Shihuang to Liu Guanzhang, besides, you know, last night's meal was really unpalatable."

"That is to say, he tends to stray from the topic." Lu Yingjiu summed it up for him.

"That's right!" Ye Feng slapped his thigh, "In short, it's very tricky, and the brain circuit is novel."

Little li also took the key and looked at it, and said, "I understand, this key must be opened by the safe, and after opening it, you can lose the password on the note."

Lu Yingjiu said, "Didn't Chu Banyang pay you a salary recently? It depends on your money."

"Well," Little li laughed embarrassedly, "I haven't turned right yet, it has been three thousand a month. Recently, it is really a bit difficult."

Ye Feng gave up thinking over there, and temporarily put the key and note together.

He picked up the last thing again.

The crocodile doll doesn't look big, but it's very heavy. He just picked it up, and blue veins burst out on his arms.

Most of the weight of the carton comes from it.

Lu Yingjiu said, "You always know what this is, right?"

"I know this," Ye Feng put the doll in front of him and made a muffled "bang", "it was my toy when I was young. I liked it the most. Later, our family moved. At that time, it disappeared. I thought it was lost. I cried for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be here with the second master. "

He touched the crocodile doll, and the texture of his hands was fluffy, which was a familiar feeling in his childhood memory.

He said, "That's why it's so heavy... Is there something in it?"

Little Li's eyes lit up: "Put the safe!"

Lu Yingjiu said, "I'll tell Chu Banyang later and ask him to give you a little extra salary."

Ye Feng weighed the crocodile again, and after a few seconds, reluctantly said, "I'll cut it open and take a look."

When Ye Feng was a child, he would never have imagined that after many years, he would cut his beloved little crocodile with his own hands.

Ye Feng picked up a pair of scissors, turned the crocodile over, and cut a small incision in the middle of his abdomen.

The crocodile really had something in it.

He reached in and squeezed it out—

The ashes were scattered in the air.

Seeing that Ash was about to pounce, Lu Yingjiu only felt a breeze blowing in front of him.

The wind swept away all the ash and went in the opposite direction, not landing on him at all, causing Ye Feng and Xiao Li to cough again and again.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He turned to look at Jingxian.

Jingxian looked innocent, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

He pretended to be too fake, Lu Yingjiu subconsciously wanted to poke him, but stopped before he stretched out his hand.

Then the hand slid back.

Luckily it didn't poke, he thought. After knowing Jingxian's identity, the meaning of this small gesture seems to have changed a little, and it is unclear.

...he felt like he was flirting with Jingxian.

Ye Feng coughed: "What is this!"

Little li is still coughing: "Isn't this one left by your second grandfather!"

"I said he has a bad temper!" Ye Feng shouted, "Do normal people put ashes in toys! This is still my favorite toy!"

Lu Yingjiu carefully looked at the dust that fell on the ground, and always felt that it didn't look like ordinary dust. But he obviously has no way to identify what these are with the naked eye.

He casually asked Jingxian, "Do you know what this is?"

Jing Xian didn't blink, and replied fluently: "Ashes."

He has seen this thing a lot in the ghost world.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Little Li and Ye Feng: "..."

When the two of them thought that they were choked, they probably ate a lot of ashes, and they both had a look of vomiting.

Xiao Li's face was contorted, he retched a few times, supported Ye Feng and said, "I now believe that you and the second master have kissed. Even if the second master died, he would bury himself in your favorite toy."

"Fart!" Ye Feng's face was also twisted, "This is definitely not my second master. I personally shoveled his ashes, part of it was buried, and the rest was spilled into the sea! It was sprinkled cleanly!"

"Who's the ashes! Can you check it!" Little Li collapsed.

"The ashes can't identify the deceased, and they're not bones." Lu Yingjiu sat down in front of the crocodile doll, without hesitation, picked up a little ashes and rubbed them.

It's nothing unusual.

Just ordinary ashes, no yin, no resentment.

Lu Yingjiu said again: "Ye Feng, do you not understand these three things at all?"

Ye Feng said: "I really don't know anything. I can ask my family, but I feel hanging."

Ye Feng went to ask his family, and the elders said they were clueless.

They all said: "Since it's your second master's thing, just bring it back, don't study so much."

Everyone knows that Ye Deyong has a quirky temper and has messed with everything. Stuffing ashes in a toy also sounded like something he could do.

It seems that this kind of research will not be fruitful.

Ye Feng exhaled, "If possible, I would like to visit the sanatorium again. The second master worked there for decades before his death. If there are clues, most of them are there."

"It's still early." Lu Yingjiu looked out the window, the afternoon sun was still bright, "If you want to go, you can go today."

"Okay." Ye Feng stood up.

As soon as he got up, he heard the sound of "dong dong dong!".

There was a heavy knock on the door.

Everyone looked at each other, Little Li got up and knocked on the door.

Outside is a young man wearing a peaked cap and jeans, looking a little uneasy: "Hello, I want to ask, are you exorcists..."

Little li did not answer directly, and asked, "Do you need help?"

He himself hadn't given much entrustment, but if Ye Feng and Lu Yingjiu, especially Lu Yingjiu, were recognized, it would be normal.

"Oh that's it," the young man pressed his hat to ease his anxiety, "I just saw you in the restaurant. I didn't want to disturb you, but after thinking about it, I still think I need to come over."

He continued: "I came here with my friend. His name is Zhou Liang, and he is a spiritual anchor. You can find his live broadcast room on 'Two Faced Buddha'. It was probably yesterday afternoon, he and others A few assistants went up the mountain and went to the nursing home. Then, then, I couldn't reach them, and no one answered the phone, and texting was useless."

Lu Yingjiu got up and came to the door: "Is the signal on the mountain bad?"

"No." The young man shook his head repeatedly, "Look here."

He turned on his mobile phone, and on the screen were other spirit-hunting anchors, two or three of which were broadcast live in the nursing home.

The young man said: "The other live broadcast rooms are all good, and the signal on the mountain should be fine. Zhou Liang went up for the live broadcast, and his live broadcast also stopped yesterday."

This does sound like something is wrong.

Lu Yingjiu said: "We are just about to go up the mountain. You can give us your friend's contact information. It is best to bring a photo."

"Okay, okay." The young man hurriedly agreed, "I'll post it right away. What else do I need to do?"

"No." Lu Yingjiu thought for a while, then added, "You try to persuade people to go up the mountain less."

The young man's face was a bit troubled: "This is difficult, how can they listen to me? I don't have any evidence to prove that the mountain is dangerous." His voice was getting lower and lower.

"It's okay, try your best." Lu Yingjiu said.

He didn't have any hope that he could stop one.

Inside the house, Ye Feng had already put on his mountaineering bag and was ready to go.

...

20 minutes later.

The path up the mountain is not easy to walk, there are many potholes, and there are many footprints left by the anchors these days. The soil is soft, the leaves are swaying over the head, the birds are dancing, and the wind smells of wood and grass.

The environment of this mountain is very good, it has not been developed, and even the roads are so primitive.

There used to be a driveway to the sanatorium, but it has been in disrepair for a long time, and now it is completely impossible to walk.

Snapped!

Little Li slammed his calf, and when his palm opened, it was red.

He frowned: "There are so many mosquitoes here!"

Ye Feng also said, "My legs are covered in bags."

Lu Yingjiu saw Ye Feng's legs, and sure enough, there were several bulges, and even his hands were spared, and the battle was extremely tragic.

In just a few seconds of speaking, two more mosquitoes stopped behind his legs.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Jing Xian, take out the mosquito repellent."

Jingxian said: "I didn't bring it." He lowered his voice, "I don't attract bugs, come over here."

Lu Yingjiu walked with him all the way, and he was indeed not bitten.

only……

Lu Yingjiu couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a low voice, "I saw that you have mosquito repellent in your bag, you still have it, take it out quickly."

Jingxian was exposed, so he took out the mosquito repellent with a face of regret and handed it to him.

Lu Yingjiu sprayed on his body and handed the bottle to Ye FENG and Little Li.

The two people sprayed indiscriminately, and they all grimaced in pain when they sprayed the scratched area.

Although there are many and poisonous mosquitoes on this mountain, and some are not afraid of mosquito repellent, the situation has improved.

After walking like this for ten minutes, Ye Feng said, "Why is it foggy?"

The mist poured down from the mountain like milk pouring, and surrounded them in the blink of an eye.

Came suddenly and quickly.

Lu Yingjiu looked around, his vision was blurry, and he could only see the blurred outlines of trees. He took a deep breath, feeling as if he had taken a gulp of water, filling his lungs with moisture.

Little Li scratched his head: "The fog in the afternoon is also very strange, will there be ghosts ... but the range of the mountain is too large, the yin is scattered, and we have no simple way to verify."

"There is an easy way." Ye Feng turned his head, "Lu Yingjiu, is this a ghost?"

Lu Yingjiu: "Yes."

Ye Feng turned back: "Look, don't you know that?"

Little li: "..."

Visibility decreased rapidly.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters, one meter...

Little Li whispered: "I can't see your face."

"It's almost placed anyway." Ye Feng said, "Let's go closer." After speaking, I leaned to Little Li.

The road ahead steepens.

Originally, the soil here was very soft, and it was difficult to step on it, so they continued to move forward with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

When you reach a short slope, you have to claw the roots of the tree next to you to climb up. Jingxian went up in a few steps, relaxed, turned around, and handed Lu Yingjiu his hand.

The visibility was at its lowest level. Looking over from Lu Yingjiu, Jing Xian's face was blurred, dipped in white mist.

He took Jingxian's hand.

Jing Xian easily pulled him up.

Little li shouted at the back: "Also help me!"

Lu Yingjiu just turned around and wanted to pull people when he saw that there was no one under the slope.

Both Ye FENG and Little Li were gone.

The fog was getting bigger and bigger, and Lu Yingjiu couldn't see anything.

In the fog, Jingxian still held his hand tightly, for fear that he would get lost.

Lu Yingjiu was a little... slightly uncomfortable being held by him like this.

He pretended to accidentally free Jingxian's hand and lit a talisman.

The talisman ignited and floated beside him.

The heat pushed back the thick white fog, as if the fire melted the ice and snow, and the visibility went up all of a sudden.

Lu Yingjiu walked forward and said, "The center of the fog is just ahead. After the ghosts there are resolved, the fog will dissipate."

Jingxian nodded and said, "Yeah."

They walked one after the other in the fog.

In front of it is another small dirt slope. On this circuit, Yingjiu stepped on the soft soil and took a leisurely half-step to go up first.

After going up, he turned to look at Jingxian, but he was hugged before he could see clearly.

Lu Yingjiu froze suddenly——

The man's chest has a warm temperature, no matter how suppressed Jingxian is, both in terms of body shape and aggressiveness of breath, he clearly recognizes that the other party is taller than himself of the same sex.

He was obviously not close to his left chest, but he seemed to hear the pounding of his heart.

It was the first time that Lu Yingjiu knew that ghosts also have such heartbeats.

He felt that he was stiff from the neck to the back, and struggled slightly, trying to resist.

Until Jingxian buried his head in his neck and said in a muffled voice, "Don't try to hide from me."

"..." Lu Yingjiu stopped and took a deep breath, "I didn't."

"You are all along the way. Just now, you deliberately walked a few quick steps to avoid me, right?"

This sentence is not an interrogative sentence.

Lu Yingjiu stopped talking.

If you look at it from the side, you will find that his expression is always well controlled, slightly tense.

Almost nervous.

Jingxian spoke in his ear, his ears warmed with heat: "I won't do anything to you."

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath and wanted to help his forehead: "This broad daylight..."

"That's right." Jingxian said, "It's like pressing against the wall, kissing on the kang, hugging and sleeping, forcibly robbing and imprisoning, I never thought of it."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Lu Yingjiu: "You sound like you've thought about it!"

He began to struggle again.

Jing Xian was very strong, but he didn't struggle.

After a few seconds, Lu Yingjiu gave up wisely and stopped: "Let me go first. This ghost hasn't been solved yet."

"Don't worry, it doesn't dare to do anything, I'm here." Jing said casually.

The milky white mist was rolling around, like some kind of weird wave, and the humidity was thick.

They just stood in the fog, silent to each other, each with their own thoughts.

Jingxian hesitated for a few seconds before speaking again, "I know, I may look very different from what you expected..."

Lu Yingjiu Xin said, this is simply too different.

The Xiangyan female ghost turned into Xiangyan Jingxian overnight, although according to the direction and the difference in physique between the two, he felt that in the end Xiangyan would be himself.

Jingxian backed away a little, looked at him and asked seriously, "That's why I want to know, do you hate me?"

"..." Lu Yingjiu pursed her lips slightly.

The light in Jing Xian's eyes dimmed slightly.

It seems pointless to ask any further.

This reunion after 13 years is indeed quite embarrassing, perhaps even unsatisfactory - this is also inevitable, for Lu Yingjiu, everything came too abruptly. Not everyone can accept that there is such a presence around them.

Jing Xian was about to let go, but his arm was squeezed.

Lu Yingjiu didn't use much energy, just to stop Jingxian's movements.

He looked up at Jingxian: "Jingxian, I will never hate you."

Jing Xian's expression moved.

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath and continued: "You're right, I have a problem, I'm avoiding you. But I didn't do it because I hated you, I just, I just need a little time to go. Make up your mind."

"For the past 13 years, I have been imagining whether there is a ghost who married me - what kind of ghost would he be, what is his name, what personality does he have, what does he like? Will he have the same hobbies as me? "

"Sometimes I also think, if there is no ghost marriage, where would I be today. Or maybe I won't live today at all, and I would have died at the hands of some ghost."

"Although my reason tells me that you may never appear in this life, I still wait subconsciously every year for the Ghost Festival."

"Everyone who knows me knows that I'm not a particularly emotional person, but this thing will always be an exception to me."

Lu Yingjiu paused for a few seconds, and the slender fingers that landed on Jing Xian's arm used a little force.

He said: "Everyone, including the master who advocated ghost marriage for me, told me that I was married to a female ghost, and I naturally felt the same way. So in my imagination, you appear as a woman. , which has caused my present consternation and disorientation."

"But this doesn't mean that I 'expect' you to be a woman. It was my wishful thinking, how could I ask you to satisfy it?"

"No matter what image you appear in, I will accept it."

"Because I have always been looking forward to meeting you."

Lu Yingjiu looked at Jingxian with a soft light in his brown eyes.

"After so many years, I finally see you."

"Thank you, Jingxian."

When he said this, Jing Xian kept staring at him.

After a long time, Jingxian said, "...I don't need any thanks. It's enough that you don't hate me." He hooked his lips, "But ghosts are always greedy, and they'll take an inch. Now you don't like me, right?"

When he said this, there was an undisguised desire and longing in his eyes.

This kind of strong and fiery obsession is the true face of the ghost - both of them know what kind of liking this "like" in his mouth refers to.

Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath and replied, "Well. I really can't fall in love with someone who has been around for dozens of days. I didn't think about it before, and," he hesitated for a moment, "Jingxian, I don't want to. I lied to you, and I don't want to give you illusory promises. I'm really not sure if I will like the same sex. To be honest, I never thought about this kind of problem..."

"Well." Jingxian said, "I understand."

Lu Yingjiu said, "I'm sorry. I know what you want from me the most, but I can't guarantee it. I always thought I was a just person, but every time I meet you, it seems to be quite selfish."

"You don't have to apologize," Jingxian still smiled, "you're not the only one who is wishful thinking—you never asked me for anything, did you, everything was of my own accord. Our fate started out better than you imagined. much earlier."

He bowed his head slightly and touched Lu Yingjiu's forehead with light in his eyes.

He said: "You don't expect me like this, but what I like is always like this you."