Mu Zili looked coldly at the gray figure on the ground, stretched out his long arms, took Xi Meng into his arms, and whispered to comfort: "It's okay, Meng'er."
Mu Zili's soft voice came, and she felt warm in her heart. Then she slowly raised her eyes, raised her finger to point at the trembling gray figure on the ground, and scolded: "That's him, that's him. He came out to cool down behind me in the middle of the night.
Wind, what is it if it’s not a ghost?”
The gray shadow just huddled up in a ball, not daring to raise its head and speak.
"Don't be afraid, Meng'er! Ghosts and ghosts are just the gathering of souls of mortals after death. Why should we be afraid of a dead mortal after we have been practicing for so many years?" Yifeng's sword eyebrows were raised slightly, with disdain in his eyes as he stared at the figure on the ground.
A group of gray shadows said calmly.
Xi Meng just woke up from a dream. She was so timid that she forgot about it. After all, she had thousands of years of practice. How could she be afraid of a dead mortal? It was ridiculous to think about it. She secretly glanced at Silence beside her.
Mu Zili, who was silent, glanced at the proud blue figure not far away, and his heart was suddenly filled with strength.
So, Zi Mu Zili broke away from his arms, stepped forward quickly and grabbed the gray shadow on the ground, a trace of pride flashed in his lavender eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, who are you?"
What are you doing sneakily in the middle of the night?"
The gray figure was curled up just now and couldn't see clearly. Now, after being forcibly pulled up by her, he slowly straightened up and became much taller than she had imagined. Through his messy hair, a face full of dirt and a pair of dark eyes could be vaguely seen.
His eyes were shining, and his sharp gaze was like a sharp blade, staring straight at Shi Meng.
His gaze seemed to tear everything in the world apart. She was startled, and unconsciously loosened her hands, taking a step back. Her intuition told her that he was not a ghost, but a human being.
She calmed down, and when she raised her eyes to look at him again, the sharpness just now was gone, replaced by a pair of dull black eyes, which couldn't be more ordinary. She frowned slightly, and quickly recalled what she had just seen.
That scene was definitely not an illusion, this person must be a person with a story.
While she was thinking about it, the gray figure had already raised his sleeves to brush away the messy hair from his forehead, and bowed respectfully to her with his hands clasped in fists. His voice was hoarse and dry, like a dying bell, "Don't be upset, girl! I'm not a ghost, I'm just tired from traveling for days."
, and had no money to stay in a hotel, so I passed by this place, thinking that no one lived in the house, so I wanted to stay overnight. I didn’t want to disturb a few people, so I’m really sorry!”
Xi Meng saw that his thoughts were clear and his words were polite. After speaking, he did not forget to bow to Yifeng and Mu Zili. He lowered his guard a little, raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at this extremely miserable mortal with a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Yi Feng saw Xi Meng's face smiling, her expression softened, she turned around and still sat on the ground, her eyes slightly closed, not showing much interest in this mortal.
Mu Zili frowned slightly, and his slender black eyes were full of inquiry. He stared at the man in gray and asked, "I don't know how my brother, with such a great surname, could end up in such trouble?" When this man looked at Simeng just now,
The light flashing in his eyes was particularly shocking, but he showed such a simple and honest attitude for a moment, which was really suspicious. For their safety, he had to ask to the end.
Although they are in the human world now, the person they offended back then was the Lord of Departure after all. With Cang Xuan's past way of dealing with things, he would never let them go so easily. Maybe he had secretly sent his henchmen to follow them to the human world, but
I am afraid that there will be an army of demon-suppressing troops from heaven stationed in the human world, so I don’t dare to act rashly.
As soon as Mu Zili's words came out, Shi Mengyi followed up and asked: "This house is hidden in the mist, how did you find it? Tell the truth, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless!"
The man raised his dark eyes, which were full of depression, and replied calmly: "Girl, don't be anxious, just listen to what I have to say. My surname is Luo Mingcheng, from Bingzhou in the Shang Dynasty, and I make a living by selling medicinal materials.
A few months ago, I took about ten carts of medicinal materials to the Yun Kingdom to sell. I didn't want to encounter bandits on the way. The goods were looted by the thieves. I also contracted the cold and have not recovered yet. I had to beg along the way, just for a mouthful of food and a place to stay.
Recover and return home soon..."
Luo Cheng slowly talked about his life story, and when he talked about the sadness, his eyes were filled with mist and tears, which made Xi Meng's heart soften, and he couldn't help but sympathize with his experience, and his expression softened a lot.
Although Mu Zili is not as soft-hearted as she is, after hearing Luo Cheng's story, the defense in his heart has loosened a little. He glanced slightly sideways and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that Brother Luo suffered such a miserable life. If I had offended him just now, why should I?"
Brother Luo, please Haihan!"
"Actually, you can't blame us. It's really scary for you to come out in such a costume in the middle of the night, especially this house. It's already very cold, and you suddenly appear like this. It's so weird!" Shi Mengqian said.
A charming chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his words were light, but every word contained a touch of dissatisfaction.
If he hadn't suddenly appeared, and I was wandering in a sweet dream, why would I have wasted time here in the middle of the night, risking turning into a panda's eyes tomorrow, listening to his bleak life experience.
When Luo Cheng heard this, he felt ashamed. He slightly lowered his head and bowed his hands in salute, "Luo Cheng dares to ask the girl's name and the son's surname. Where does he live? If Luo Cheng can return to his hometown safely in the future, he will definitely come to the door with great courtesy and apologize in person!"
Xi Meng saw that although his clothes were in rags and he was in a very poor state, he spoke well and behaved politely. He was about to introduce himself to his family, but Mu Zili took the opportunity.