Knowing that my best friend has a crush on me for a thousand years

Chapter 36 Chapter 6

Lin Mucheng looked at him with a smile, and handed him the half painting. Wen Shifeng took it and kneaded it into powder: "My painting, I can sell it if I want. If I don't want to sell it, I'd rather destroy it than sell it."

"Angry?" Lin Mucheng supported his head with one hand, and wanted to rub his head with the other to comfort him, but Wen Shifeng slapped him away.

"Don't be angry," Lin Mucheng said with a smile on his lips, "I can try my luck tonight, and if I follow them and never come back, you will never see me again."

Wen Shifeng was annoyed: "Wouldn't that be better?"

"Okay, okay, if you don't see me, you won't be popular," Lin Mucheng looked at him, and smiled lightly, "Fengzi, why don't you look in the mirror, you're so cute when you're angry."

Wen Shifeng glanced over coldly: "Get out now and go find your elder brother, I will feel uncomfortable if I see you one more time."

Lin Mucheng got up: "Why don't you go and look at the case with me. There are demonic and demonic auras at the scene. It may not be easy."

Wen Shifeng ignored him, Lin Mucheng waited for a while, and was about to turn around and leave when Wen Shifeng stood up and glanced at him, saying, "Let's go."

The people in front of the Minister of the Ministry of War have dispersed, Ah Wuchen and Nan Bei are no longer there, they must have gone to find a place to fight with the Demon King Guardian, looking at the white lantern that has been hung at the door, Lin Mucheng asked Wen Shifeng: "Are we Zhengda?" Should the light knock on the door or sneak in?"

Wen Shifeng flapped her fan on her chest slowly: "If you think they will let us in, you can knock on the door."

Lin Mucheng smiled and took two invisibility charms from the Qiankun bag, and pasted one on Wen Shifeng.

The two of them climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard of the Minister's Mansion, and the remaining devilish and evil spirit suddenly became stronger. Lin Mucheng said, "Look for the mourning hall."

Wen Shifeng: "He just died and shouldn't set up a mourning hall so soon. We have to find his room first, and maybe he didn't die in the room."

Lin Mucheng watched a few people in sackcloth and filial piety walking gloomyly, pulled Wen Shifeng to follow, and said, "It shouldn't be hard to find someone to follow."

The servant's mansion is not big, so they went straight to the lobby. The two of them arrived in the lobby, followed a woman who could not hold back her tears and nose, and went to the study of the servant. The person who is sitting comes out.

The weeping woman almost fainted when she saw it, but was supported by the maid next to her.

Lin Mucheng glanced at Wen Shifeng, and Wen Shifeng also glanced at him. The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not speak. They followed the dead man who was being carried, and followed all the way to the mourning hall hung with white silk. The corpse was put in a wooden coffin.

Lin Mucheng said: "The soul has been hooked away by black and white impermanence. He died last night and was only found out in the afternoon. Poor."

After the corpse was put in, everyone withdrew. The woman who followed rushed over and cried and fell on the coffin. Lin Mucheng listened to her crying to the dead servant, then walked over and stood on the other side of the coffin, lowered his body and stretched out his hand. This servant's seal.

Lin Mucheng frowned.

Wen Shifeng couldn't wait to ask: "How is it?"

"Not only was he injured by the demon, but he was also controlled by the monster. This monster," Lin Mucheng paused, retracted his hand, looked at Wen Shifeng, and said, "It's Nightmare, and the Demon Lord's people have also come to Chang'an."

Wen Shifeng asked: "Is this demon a flower demon?"

Lin Mucheng said: "It seems to be true, but someone guarantees that the flower demon has not harmed anyone. I will go to meet the flower demon tonight to see if she is telling lies."

Wen Shifeng nodded, and glanced at the corpse of the servant with a gray face and a bloodless face lying on the coffin: "Why are they rushing to this servant of the Ministry of War? You don't bother him with such a little yang, right? That flower demon is really suspicious. .”

After finishing speaking, he looked at the woman lying on the coffin crying hard: "Unfortunately, I was a widow at a young age."

Lin Mucheng laughed and joked, "Why don't you marry her?"

Wen Shifeng rolled his eyes at him: "If you become a widow, I will marry you."

Lin Mucheng turned around and looked at him with his back against the coffin, and said with a smile, "That's not acceptable, how can you marry me when you're dead?"

Wen Shifeng was ridiculed suddenly by him, and after a heartbeat missed a beat, she jumped up faster, her face was almost flushed, and he still responded to his intentional or unintentional teasing as before: "You Didn’t you say that you went to the King’s Palace to find someone very smoothly, why don’t you remember now?”

Lin Mucheng pretended to suddenly realize: "So you like dark marriages."

Wen Shifeng frowned and looked at him coldly, then left the mourning hall, Lin Mucheng followed closely, and said, "Fengzi, you never seem to tell me what kind of girl you like."

Wen Shifeng sneered: "Shut up and be quiet, I don't want to talk to you right now, whatever I like is definitely not like you."

Lin Mucheng jumped to his side, and asked him as if deliberately annoyed him: "Don't say that, I'm just poor, I'm pretty good-looking, gentle and smart, don't you like me, don't you like to invade? Yours?"

And sure enough, Wen Shifeng was so angry that he was about to fall, and immediately stopped and glared at him, and after cursing, said: "I like gentle women, you like men with your own sleeves, don't think I do too."

Lin Mucheng still smiled: "Then don't let me see that one day you are with the person who violated you."

Wen Shifeng: "Who I'm with has nothing to do with you. If you care about me so much, I'll feel like you have a crush on me."

Lin Mucheng smiled without saying a word.The two left the servant's mansion, Wen Shifeng saw that he was silent, and felt even more depressed, just happened to bump into Nan Bei and Ah Wuchen who were walking, Lin Mucheng walked over a few steps, and asked, "How is it?"

Nan Bei said: "They don't seem to want to fight with us, so they left."

Wen Shifeng looked at it with a sneer, and said in his heart: It's a dog's leg to ask someone to post it without paying any attention.

Suddenly a voice sounded from my mind: "Are you jealous?"

Wen Shifeng was startled by this voice, and he subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"

The voice laughed softly: "You are pitifully weak now. In Lin Mucheng's eyes, you are just a trouble that always needs to be taken care of, but you never know it."

Wen Shifeng frowned uncomfortably, as if a knife was gouging out his heart.

The voice continued: "Do you think you have been following him for so many years, how important he will think of you? He only has another person in his eyes."

"Hahaha... Look at how powerful his sweetheart is, who can protect him. Now that you have lost your fairy bone and your cultivation base is gone, you are nothing but a waste."

Wen Shifeng only felt that the pain in his heart was getting deeper and deeper. Lin Mucheng was turning his head to look at him. Seeing that his complexion was not good, he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Shifeng frowned and shook her head, still with a cold face: "It's nothing, I just go back to the inn to rest."

Lin Mucheng felt that he was hitting something wrong, and immediately chased after him: "You don't seem to be looking well?"

The voice in her head was still ringing, Wen Shifeng collapsed, and said angrily: "****, it's so noisy, shut up."

Lin Mucheng was taken aback by this roar, and he silently followed him back to the inn.

Wen Shifeng ignored Lin Mucheng, and shut the door with a "bang" to shut him out. Lin Mucheng felt very frustrated, turned around, and saw Nan Bei downstairs.

Lin Mucheng sat on the fragile wooden railing, hung his head and began to drink for a while.

At some point, Nan Bei walked beside him and asked, "Did you two quarrel or fight? It was so unpleasant?"

Lin Mucheng: "Maybe after staying together for a long time, there will inevitably be conflicts. He and I have a bad temper, but it will be fine when the sun comes out tomorrow. Thank you Taoist Nanbei for your concern. Do you want to drink?"

After saying that, handed him the wine, Nan Bei smiled with lowered eyebrows, took a sip and returned it to him: "If you have something on your mind, you can tell me, don't keep it in your heart, it will only get worse if you let it go for a long time. uncomfortable."

Lin Mucheng felt that these words were very familiar, and subconsciously said: "I like a person, but it seems that he doesn't like me."

————"Brother, I like a person. He has always been a leader. I finally met him again and became friends with him. I am afraid that I am not good enough for him, and he doesn't like me. What should I do? "

—— "Who does Si Ling like?"

Nan Bei chuckled: "Who does Mu Cheng like?"

Lin Mucheng was silent, took a sip of wine, shook his head, and didn't reply.

Seeing him, Nan Bei seemed very sad, and comforted him: "Mucheng might as well try to make side-effects, such as——"

——— "Si Ling can say that he likes senior brother. If he is jealous and unhappy, nine out of ten he likes Si Ling. If he is not jealous, you can continue to be good friends."

Lin Mucheng had a headache, and his eyes were wet. He raised his head and looked at Nan Bei with scarlet eyes: "But I've tried this method, and I'm still not sure."

Nan Bei was stunned for a moment, and then said gently: "It's better for you to make your words clear, if you don't agree, even if you go your separate ways and keep each other safe, it's better than worrying about this matter now."

Lin Mucheng lowered his head and burst into tears, "No, I can't live without him."

Nan Bei never thought that Lin Mucheng would cry, and was so surprised that he didn't know what to do.

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The night was particularly intense, with the heavy rain pouring down, the whole street was not half-lighted, and the sound of silver bells seemed to come from far away but also near. Lin Mucheng hung a bell, and replaced a living soul without a trace.

This time it was extremely beautiful, but it was not noticed. They walked all the way to the end of the street, where Nan Bei and Ah Wuchen watched and waited silently in the dark.

Same as last time, at the end of the street, the man with the black stick in front of him stopped.

Lin Mucheng was about to disappear with them, when suddenly a person rushed towards him from the rain, Lin Mucheng subconsciously reached out to catch him.

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared together.

There was one more person in the life, the man naturally noticed it, his eyebrows sharpened, and he only read a few broken words, Lin Mucheng and Wen Shifeng who suddenly appeared were dizzy for a while, and when they opened their eyes, they went to a room Inside the decaying wooden house.

Wen Shifeng seemed to feel that she had messed up Lin Mucheng's affairs, so she brushed her half-wet hair and clothes and sat down against the wall without saying a word.

Lin Mucheng hesitated to speak, his mood was very complicated, he frowned and leaned against the wall to rest.

Maybe it was because he was sleeping too realistically, Wen Shifeng thought he had really fallen asleep, so she looked at him sideways, from his slightly furrowed brows to his eyes covered with long eyelashes, from the cold tip of his nose To the thin and cool lips, finally stopped.

The feeling of admiration spread and finally occupied his whole brain and body. He cautiously approached Lin Mucheng, his slightly parted lips were very light, and very slowly approached the crimson lips that seemed close but out of reach.

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