Article 40

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The golden boy and jade girl were probably walking a slope, and the inside of the coffin wall was slippery. After not holding on for too long, Mo Ran helplessly rolled in front of Chu Wanning.

"Master..." biting his lip, feeling aggrieved.

This guy looks a little cute like a young man, if he deliberately hides his wolf tail and pretends to be a pup, in fact he still pretends to be very similar.

Chu Wanning didn't say a word.

Mo Ran really didn't want to roll around again, so he simply gave up struggling: "I didn't mean it."

Chu Wanning: "..."

Mo Ran whispered: "But the wound on the back hurts so much..."

In the dark, Chu Wanning seemed to sigh softly, the gongs and drums outside were a bit noisy, and Mo Ran was not sure if he really heard it clearly.

But the next moment, Mo Ran smelled a clearer fragrance of crabapple flowers, and Chu Wanning's hand was behind his back, blocking the gap where he might suddenly slam into it.

Although it is not a hug, Chu Wanning's arms are empty, deliberately avoiding contact with Mo Ran's body, only the cloth and Mo Ran touch each other, but this posture is somewhat intimate.

"Be careful, don't bump into it again." The voice was deep, like porcelain soaked in stream water, with a kind of quaint dignity, if you listen to it without hatred, it's actually very good.

"……Um."

Suddenly no one spoke anymore.

At this time, Mo Ran was still a boy who was growing up, not as tall as an adult, so he leaned against Chu Wanning's arms, his forehead just reached Chu Wanning's chin.

This feeling is very familiar and very strange.

What is familiar is the person lying beside him.

What is strange is that it is such a posture.

Once upon a time, in the past, he was lying in the Wushan Temple on the top of death and life, and the emperor who had become a lonely family, in the long and breathless darkness, hugged Chu Wanning in his arms.

At that time, he was already taller than Chu Wanning, and his strength was stronger than that of the master. His arms were like iron tongs like a cage, locking the little remaining warmth in his arms, like holding the last fire in the world.

He lowered his head and kissed Chu Wanning's long black hair, then greedily attached his face, buried it deep in the other's neck, biting and gnawing without pity.

"I hate you, Chu Wanning. I hate you to death."

There is some hoarseness in the voice.

"But, I only have you left."

A violent crash shattered the memory of Mo Ran, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly stopped, and the surrounding fields were dead.

"Master..."

Chu Wanning stretched out his hand, tapped his lips, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk, we are here."

Sure enough, there was no sound of footsteps outside, and the surrounding fields were completely silent.

Chu Wanning's fingertips ignited a cluster of pale golden flames, and slashed on the coffin wall, making a narrow opening, just enough for two people to see through the opening.

Sure enough, they were carried to the outskirts of Caidie Town. In front of the earthen temple that enshrines the ghost master of ceremonies, densely packed coffins were already parked, and the rich fragrance of lilies in the air became more and more intense, and drifted into the coffin through the pores. .

Mo Ran suddenly felt something was wrong: "Master, do you feel that the fragrance here, and the fragrance in the illusion, seem to be a little different from the smell in Mr. Chen's coffin?"

"……How to say?"

Mo Ran is more sensitive to breath, he said: "Before we were in Beishan, the smell that came out the moment the coffin was split was very good. There is nothing that makes me uncomfortable. It should be Baidie incense powder. Yes. But since I entered the illusion, I always feel that although the taste is similar, there are some subtle differences, but I haven't been able to figure out what the difference is, but now... I think I probably know."

Chu Wanning turned his face to look at him: "You don't like this smell?"

The ink burned against the gap, still staring outside, and then said: "Well. I don't like to smell incense since I was a child. Here, there is also the smell in the illusion. It is not the fragrance of Baidie at all, but the people of Caidie Town. The special high incense that is burned when offering ghost worship to the host of ceremonies. Look there—"

Chu Wanning looked along his line of sight, and in the clay censer in front of the earth temple, there were indeed three arm-thick vertical incense burning, and they were faintly exuding a sweet smell in the wind.

The people of Caidie Town are good at making all kinds of spices with hundreds of flowers, so the incenses used by gods and Buddhas are also made in their own town, and they don't buy them from outside. Since the flowers are all grown in the outskirts of the town, the difference in the smell to the outsider is not that big.

Chu Wanning pondered: "Could it be that the fragrance in Mr. Chen's coffin has nothing to do with the smell in the illusion?"

Before he could sort out this newly discovered detail, the sudden dazzling red light from the earth temple interrupted his train of thought. The two people hiding in the coffin looked together, and saw that the temple was shining brightly, reflecting the surroundings. There is a row of iron shelves beside the temple, on which are placed red lotus lanterns for wishing. Those lotus lanterns were originally extinguished, but at this moment they all lit up one by one.

The boys and girls guarding each joint burial coffin knelt down one after another and chanted: "The master of ceremonies will come down to earth, and guide us, the wild ghosts and lonely souls, to escape our misery forever, so that we can meet our beloved, and lie in the same coffin, with Huangquan as our companions."

Amidst the sound of chanting, the ghost emcee in the temple exuded a golden fairy light all over her body, then she lowered her eyelids, slowly moved the corners of her mouth, and floated down from the altar.

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