Raising ghosts is risky

Chapter 50

The three rushed to Cangming Hai's house, and the warehouse appeared in front of them, but Song Youxuan stopped in his tracks.

"Aren't you going in?" Xing Zhan was puzzled, he had rushed all the way here, how could there be any reason to stop in front of the door?

Song Youxuan smiled wryly: "He doesn't want to see me, so I won't go in and make him angry, so as not to make the situation worse. Anyway, if you can't solve Xiao Bo's problem, I can't help, I'll just wait outside."

Xing Zhan had no choice but to go forward with Gong Mu and rang the doorbell.

Cang Minghai who came to open the door was no longer the indifference and alienation of the past, with an anxious expression and two scratches on his plain face, even though he looked like he couldn't tell the age, he was just an elder worried about the younger generation at the moment.

"You guys come with me." Cang Minghai brought them into Cang Bo's hut, and when he opened the door, a wave of evil spirit rushed towards him.

Cang Bo was tied up on the bed, talisman seals were pasted on the bedside and important places in the room, and some prosperous copper coins were scattered on the ground.The books on the bookshelf were scattered all over the floor, the desk was smashed in half, and the computer on the desk had a punctured screen.Cang Bo looked very manic and delirious, his eyes were bloodshot, he was struggling like a wild animal, and his throat made a ho-ho sound.

Gong Mu frowned: "When did you become like this?"

"I was meditating this morning, and I heard noises in his room, and he rushed out as soon as the door was opened." Cang Minghai touched his face, "Although I restrained him, he showed no sign of waking up at all. , so I can only ask you for help."

Xing Zhan looked at the messy room, obviously Cang Minghai's understatement of "control" was not so easy.

"How could a good man suddenly enter his body with evil spirits? Has he encountered anything or anyone recently?" Gong Mu asked.

Cang Minghai sighed: "I don't know if I met anyone, but last night when he came back from a class reunion, he was drunk and I reminded him that people who practice Taoism should not drink too much, and drunkenness will hurt your mind. This kid is really naughty!"

Gong Mu didn't react when he heard that, Xing Zhan was startled first, and secretly glanced at Gong Mu.

"Don't worry, I'll give it a try, you can wait outside." Gong Mu said.

Cang Ming Hai bowed deeply to Gong Mu and Xing Zhan, and walked out of the room.

Gong Mu took out three soul-fixing lamps and lit them on his head and shoulders. Cang Bo jumped up suddenly, the reaction was so loud that he almost turned the bed over, and the voice in his throat became sharp.Gong Mu slapped him on the forehead, and Cang Bo twitched and fell on the bed. Gong Mu's index and middle fingers pressed together against his brow, and the red light suddenly shone.

Xing Zhan started to tidy up the room, picked up the books and stuffed them back into the bookshelves, and piled up the desk fragments.After finishing it, I had nothing to do and sat beside me bored.

Cang Bo's facial features began to distort in pain, as if several different forces were tearing at each other, and his fragile body was hit again and again.

Xing Zhan was very curious, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear of disturbing Gong Mu's technique.

But unexpectedly, Gong Mu opened his mouth first: "Have you been drinking?"

Hello!What's the matter with this wife's tone of grabbing her husband's pigtails?But Xing Zhan felt guilty: "I just took a sip...one cup...at most two or three cups..."

Gong Mu ignored him, but the cold air released was enough to make Xing Zhan feel guilty to death.

"Okay, I promise not to drink in the future, don't put on a bad face." Xing Zhan compromised, "What's the matter with Xiao Cang?"

"He was also marked by Huaji ghost." Gong Mu's tone was slightly worried, "That is to say, Huaji ghost left a remnant soul in his body. The bogey ghost occupies the body, fortunately, it is only the remnant soul of Chaos now, so it is easier to control."

Xing Zhan touched his back: "What about me?"

"It's okay, I'm here." After saying that, the red lotus between his brows shone brightly.

Usually Xing Zhan is used to saying this sentence to others, and it is rare for someone to say it to him, and the taste seems to be good, but when he thinks about the book of life and death, he feels anxious again.

Xing Zhan walked out of the hut, and saw Cang Minghai sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, his sitting posture was very upright, even if he was alone, he sat meticulously, but his expression was a little dull.

When he went downstairs and passed the window, Xing Zhan looked out and saw Song Youxuan standing under the tree. It was too far away to see his expression clearly, but his navy blue suit looked even darker under the shade of the tree.

Turning around, Xing Zhan saw Cang Minghai staring straight at him.

"Well, ahem, with Gong Mu here, Xiao Cang should be fine." Xing Zhan was a little flustered by him.

"Thank you." Cang Minghai bowed, his tense face finally relaxed.

"You are too polite, we are friends."

"I'm a boring person. Xiao Bo followed me and didn't have the childhood that an ordinary child should have, and suffered a lot of grievances. Now... I hurt him, so he must hate me very much." Cang Minghai shook hands with self-blame He clenched his fists tightly, and his very thin fingers made the glove bulge.

"It's too late for him to worship you. How could he hate you? He's been there all day long, making my great uncle so awesome! Oh, there is one thing he probably really blames you for, that is, not letting him practice the real yin and yang But I understand that you don't let him learn it, he will understand what he knows as a kid, and he will understand it in the future."

Cang Minghai smiled very shallowly: "No, I don't think you really understand, as for him, there is no need to understand, there are some things..."

Xing Zhan glanced at his clenched hands, always feeling that his body was incredibly slender under the loose and flowing robe.

Is he skinny again?Especially his legs, the trousers seem to have collapsed?Xing Zhan thought to himself.

The two were speechless for a moment, and sat silently facing each other. After an unknown amount of time, Gong Mu came out of the room: "He's awake."

"Thank you." Cang Minghai looked relieved, "You guys sit down for a while, I'll go and see Xiaobo first."

"No, I won't bother you." This side is already battered, and Xing Zhan doesn't want to cause trouble, "Since he is awake, we can rest assured, if you have any questions, call me."

"Thank you." When Cang Minghai passed by Xing Zhan, he turned around and said, "One more thing, please pass a message to the person outside for me: The affairs of my Cang family have nothing to do with him. Come meddle in your own business, and don't stand in the way of my door."

Xing Zhan was taken aback, who else could the "outsiders" refer to besides Song Youxuan, but it would be too embarrassing to say such heartless words: "This..."

"Please be sure to convey it, thank you."

Cang Minghai bowed solemnly, and Xing Zhan quickly helped him up: "I can't stand it, it's just a trivial matter."

After leaving the warehouse gate, Xing Zhan still couldn't help complaining: "What do you think this is, the two of them are at odds, why do you want me to do the thankless job of spreading the word?"

Gong Mu stretched wearily: "Boss Song said, you are the key to untie the knot between him and Cang Minghai."

Xing Zhan almost jumped up: "You actually eavesdrop on us! Do you have any quality! What else did you hear?" Looking back carefully, fortunately, he didn't say anything bad about Gong Mu.

Gong Mu worked very hard to suppress the raised corners of his lips.

Song Youxuan saw Xing Zhan and the others come out to greet him: "How is Xiaobo?"

"It's nothing serious." After Xing Zhan briefly talked about Cang Bo's situation, he stammered, "Uh, Cang Minghai asked me to bring you a word."

"What are you talking about?" Song Youxuan's eyes lit up, his eyes were already clear and bright, but now they are even more shining like stars.

Xing Zhan hesitated even more, how could he say that sentence under the expectant eyes?

Song Youxuan probably guessed it when he saw Xing Zhan's expression, his eyes instantly darkened: "It doesn't matter, just tell me what he said, there is nothing I can't accept."

"Ahem, he said: He doesn't need your help here, so let you go back quickly."

After Song Youxuan was stunned, his smile became even more bitter: "It's impossible for him to say that. What is his original words, no matter how ugly it is, it doesn't matter if you say it."

Xing Zhan was helpless: "He said that the affairs of his Cang family have nothing to do with you, and told you not to meddle in other business, and don't be an eyesore at the door of his house."

After hearing this sentence, Song Youxuan didn't show any expression, and lowered his head in a daze.

"Then let's go first." Xing Zhan sighed secretly.

Gong Mu followed him for a few steps, then suddenly turned around and said, "Actually, you hate him in your heart, don't you?"

Song Youxuan looked at Gong Mu in astonishment, and hurriedly argued: "How could I hate him?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xing Zhan tugged at him and said in a low voice.

"Isn't it?" Gong Mu smiled seductively, "You naturally have some guilt about what happened back then, but after so many years, it's more about hatred, right? Why can you hate him so unfeelingly? Why even an apology to make up for it? Didn't even give you a chance? Why didn't you leave you and Fei Cui without saying a word?"

Song Youxuan reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth: "There is no such thing."

Gong Mu laughed even more recklessly: "The jade puppets in your shop were all carved before. In the past ten years, no, maybe twenty years, none of them have been carved, right?"

Song Youxuan's face was extremely ugly in an instant, the hand holding the umbrella handle trembled slightly, and there were scars cut by the carving knife on his fingers.

"He knows everything, right?" Song Youxuan's voice almost changed.

Gong Mu shrugged: "What do you think? Cang Bo is just a blank sheet of paper in front of him."

Xing Zhan was annoyed: "Gong Mu! You talk too much, if you don't leave, I will leave!"

"Wait for me." Gong Mu salivated and followed, leaving only Song Youxuan standing alone in the shadows.

Cang Minghai walked into Cang Bo's room and saw him lying limp on the bed, short of breath.

"Great Uncle." Cang Bo saw that it was Cang Minghai struggling to raise his head, but his body was still tied to the bed.

Cang Minghai quickly untied him: "Don't move around, take a good rest."

"Cough, cough, cough! What's wrong with me?" Cang Bo was sweating profusely, feeling weak all over, and had no memory at all.

"You were sick, and you're fine now." Cang Minghai wiped off the sweat from his forehead, showing a rare tenderness on his cold face, "Sleep for a while."

Cang Bo chuckled and closed his eyes carelessly.

The wind messed Cang Minghai's hair, he walked to the window and leaned out, his hands just touched the window frame but stopped, his eyes fell not far away.

From top to bottom, the black umbrella cast a small shadow and enveloped the man. The man stood like a stone sculpture, so still that he didn't even breathe.Cang Minghai looked at him, as if time stopped at this moment.After a long time, the black umbrella moved, and the man moved, walking slowly into the distance.Cang Minghai withdrew his gaze and closed the window tightly.