Chapter 258: Phoenix Yi Female Boss
Listening to the girl's words, Meng Fan's heart ached for a moment.
Putting the cup of water in his hand on the bedside table, and lying down with his clothes, the girl's body sidled inward, sniffled, and then smiled, as if she was an aggrieved child who had finally been comforted.
"The lights …… are off too."
The octopus shrunk, buried his head into the quilt, Meng Fan turned off the lights, and lay down again, only to find that the girl had already sat on the bed and began to undress.
"That ……"
Meng Fan had just opened his mouth, but the girl reached out her small hand and placed it on his lips, shaking her head.
In fact, as a cultivator, especially to the third level of condensation of the spirit has been on, in the dark to see things, has been completely unhindered, turn off the lights or not, there is no longer any difference.
Roughly the girl …… wants to retain some comfort in her heart.
The sound of undressing rustling, Meng Fan closed his eyes and listened quietly, feeling that time passes slowly up, second by second, like a year by year in the past, the mind began to recall some things, some people's faces continue to emerge, parents, Xiaoxi's, Zhang's mother-in-law's, the two evils of the …… even if it is the head of the Sun village, the columns …… faces all surfaced, and they were all smiling.
Never thought of guarding anything before, only thought of finding a job after graduation, earn some small money, support parents, and then marry a gentle character, do not have to be too beautiful girl, give birth to a child, and then raise the child, everything is calm and uneventful ……
But the night I went home, everything changed.
A completely different world, opened the door to him, not allowing him to refuse, will pull him into the door inside, life has become …… cruel.
Encountered everything, and let him have to do something, to save wake up the creek, go to the netherworld to save those who are placed on the chopping block of the family and friends.
There are some people in this …… such as the pillar, and let him never be able to let go.
Pillar if not to pick him up, now should still be good, will marry a wife and children, live a bad not bad days …… can pillar or dead, the soul and down the netherworld …… this is the pain in his heart, the heart of the deficit, has not been said, but always will be inadvertently I'm not sure if I can make up for it, but I'm sure I can make up for it.
As if sorry for a person, no matter how far the time has gone, think of the time, the heart will still be difficult.
A book of Zhang's grandmother said that ghosts also have the possibility of coalescing into a physical body, if this is really the case, there is a way to repay …… so that some of the dead souls that he knew, also have the opportunity to live again, such as Xiaoyu, the female ghost Ayu and his child … …and so on.
"Brother ……"
The warm, soft body pressed up, a small, slender hand grabbed his hand and placed it on her body, and from the jade-like face, it began to move downward inch by inch. …… Meng Fan never knew that in such a situation, his hand would shake. …… Palm along the curve of the girl's body undulating, the girl lightly biting their lips, cheeks hot, the hand is also shaking, but still firmly grasping his hand, rubbing …… like grasping this hand, exploring everything on her body, there are mountain peaks stacked emerald, there is a horse, there is a blue water gurgling… …
"Even if …… we never see each other again one day, I hope that my brother remembers this feeling."
"If you remember this feeling, you will never forget …… forget the little fish."
The girl's words in this winter night, in the cold north wind, like the blazing sun in spring, let Meng Fan warm inside his heart and let him remember it engraved in his heart.
I don't know how long it took, the girl finished everything, satisfied and slept beside him, he slowly got up, gently sighed, the warm residual fragrance still in his hand …… then, pushed the door and walked out.
"Meng Fan, the little fish this child ……" There was a man sitting in the courtyard, a cigarette between his fingers, the man took a drag on the cigarette, the firelight lit up, illuminating a haggard face, "the little fish this child …… has caused you trouble."
Meng Fan smiled, sat down next to the man, the man then handed him a cigarette, his fingers flicked, a trace of ground fire lit the cigarette, his eyesight looked at the night sky, darkness could not see a little starlight.
"It is me …… who is not good." He said, "It's me who gave you guys trouble."
The man smiled and patted his leg, "It's all life."
"Uh-huh. It's all life." He nodded, then looked at the man's face, "Brother Zhang ……"
Before the words left his mouth, Zhang San waved his hand, interrupting him, "Big brother only asked you one thing, if there was no Xiao Xi, would you have married her?"
Meng Fan watched the cigarette burning in his hand and was silent for a long time …… this question ……
There are no assumptions in life, and there is no way to start over.
He finally smiled, gazed gently at Zhang San's face, and nodded solemnly.
"Go." Zhang San let out a breath, as if relieved, stood up and walked towards the room, "With this answer from you, I'll be able to get a good night's sleep, be able to close my eyes and get a good night's sleep."
"Well, good night."
Meng Fan bid farewell to Zhang San, and with a sway of his body, swept onto the path outside, without realizing that the words Zhang San had just said contained a message that terrified him.
At this time, a silhouette also came towards him from the darkness, stopping ten paces away from him.
"Meng Fan, my lady has an invitation." The person spoke, it was Zhang Zhengxin from Feng Yi Funeral Company.
"Got it, let's go." Meng Fan nodded.
"Please use your real face when you see my young lady." Zhang Zhengxin smiled, "My young lady …… doesn't like to talk to people wearing masks."
"Good." Meng Fan also smiled and reached out to remove the ghost mask from his face.
Meng Fan didn't feel the least bit surprised about Zhang Zheng Xin's arrival, it would be strange if Zhang Zheng Xin didn't come. And he, too, happened to want to meet this lady in charge of Feng Yi Funeral Company.
In a large mansion, Zhang Zhengxin led Meng Fan, into a hall, the hall was decorated in European style, appearing extravagant and luxurious, a large and somewhat exaggerated sofa was placed in the middle of the hall, on the sofa lay a woman, from Meng Fan's point of view, he could not see the woman's body, he could only see the two slender and beautiful long legs, polished like jade, stretching out outside the sofa.
"Meow ……"
A cat cry suddenly came out, and then the woman opened her mouth to speak.
"Meng Fan, Master Meng Niu Ba ……" The woman's voice was gentle and pleasant, "You've only been off the mountain for a few days, and the entire city of Tiger City can hear your story, and even I, a small woman, would like to… . to meet you in person."
"Heh, it's just a small trick." Meng Fan smiled blandly, while Zhang Zhengxin stood to the side with his hands hanging down, his head slightly lowered, looking at the bright and smooth floor, not moving a muscle.
"Zheng Xin, you go down." The woman spoke softly, transmitting a sense of absolute control, "I have some words that I would like to talk to Master alone ……"