Quick Pass Raiders: Male God, beg for the top!

Chapter 349 The Damn President and the Hot Chicken Feng Shui Master 8
Later, the person who asked the question should have been Mu Guang, but during the chat, Mu Guang said that he was not very good at asking questions, so the person who started the topic was still talking and laughing.

Because of the previous two questions, she wanted to bypass Mu Guang's sad past, but think about it, Mu Guang's life is like this, no matter what you ask...

It should basically have something to do with ghosts.

So this time, Yan Xiao didn't babble, and simply asked, "Actually, I'm a little curious, how did you get here in this situation?"

After hearing the question, Mu Guang thought for a while before saying, "Actually, I don't really know how I got here."

"I basically forgot what happened when I was very young, but I remembered later. Although I also encountered evil spirits, I heard from my parents... those evil spirits just approached me and did not hurt me, so I always thought it was a kind of evil that I could see. Just 'creatures' invisible to others."

"Later, as I got older, I began to understand things. The evil spirit on my body, and the ghosts haunting me became more and more powerful and fierce, so... I began to fear."

"But back then, it was just fear."

"The most difficult time was when I was 12 years old. During that time, I seemed to have been running between various Fengshui masters in the Fengshui forest, getting one or two tokens from countless people, and then when night came, I used those An unknown token, resisting damage."

At first, it was really harmless.

But later, the power of the evil spirit became stronger and stronger, and the power of the talisman was weakened. Although Mu Guang escaped one catastrophe after another, the distance between him and the catastrophe was getting closer and closer.

For example, at the beginning, he was more than 100 meters away from Xie Chong every time he stayed overnight, later, 80 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters, ten meters, and finally, even close to each other.

"In my time, all the evil spirits and haunting ghosts around me were upgraded by one level." That year was Mu Guang's most desperate year, but——

"I also made it through."

Mu Guang patted the bed under him, and the crisp sound swayed in the room, "Afterwards, I relied on this bed. It can be said that my eight-year life was completely protected by this bed."

Once the chatterbox is opened, it seems difficult to close it.

As Mu Guang talked, he talked about many small things, such as the funny expression of a certain feng shui master when he saw it, and the compassionate expression shown by a certain feng shui master after he diagnosed him...

a lot of.

Talking and talking, two o'clock has passed quietly.

Yan Xiao also heard the voice in his ear getting smaller and smaller, and finally, it gradually calmed down.

After the sound stopped, she lay on the bed for a while, and waited for the sound of breathing to calm down and become regular before jumping out of the bed.

After getting out of bed, Yan Xiao glanced at it, then bent forward, helped Mu Guang pinch the quilt, thought about it, and pinched his face again.

"Good dream tonight, good night."

She walked to the door in three steps, opened it lightly, and went to her room.

At the other end of the bedroom, the man on the carved wooden bed struggled to move his eyelids, but he didn't open them again.

Dream until the next morning.

When Mu Guang woke up and sat on the bed, he was still very... at a loss.

He was dazed for a while, looked at the quilt on his body, carefully recalled what happened yesterday, then rubbed his temples, and got up.

While washing and looking in the mirror, he looked at himself in the mirror with a little deep meaning in his eyes.

"...Mu Guang, I didn't expect you to talk a lot."

(End of this chapter)