Chapter 135 The Sun is Beautiful

The sky gradually brightened.

When Sang Mo was sleeping soundly, there were knocks on the door one after another.

"Sang Mo, get up. I made pumpkin porridge for you this morning. It's getting cold. If you don't get up, I won't heat it up for you."

"Sang Mo! Hurry up and get up. At least reply. If you don't reply, I'll come in!"

Sang Mo, "......"

He just called me to have dinner, is it necessary to bang on the door so loudly?

Sang Mo went to open the door despite the low mood. Bai Gui couldn't help but sneer when he saw his messy hair, "You know what, you'll be much more popular like this."

Sang Mo rolled his eyes and asked the question he had been thinking about before falling asleep last night, "How do you control ghosts?"

"Is it a ghost-controlling method like mine?"

As he said that, he looked at the ghost floating beside the white ghost and asked again: "Why don't you put him away?"

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed to the sun if you keep floating outside?"

The vengeful spirit bared its teeth, "......"

Should he also thank this person for his kindness and concern?

Bai Gui also curled his lips, "Are you curious about the differences between our two ways of controlling ghosts?"

"You will be disappointed. My ghost control is completely different from yours. I can see ghosts and vengeful spirits because I have awakened my ghost eyes. You don't have them, but you can still see them."

"You can use your own way to let the evil spirit live behind your ear, but I can't. I can only collect the evil spirit into the soul-calling flag."

"Didn't I ask you about the reason? You don't look like you have lost your memory."

Sang Mo rubbed his eyes and said perfunctorily: "I am practicing the Way of the Devil, and you are practicing the Way of the Ghost?"

White ghost, "?"

Although he didn't know what Sang Mo meant by "weird", he still understood the meaning of the words in his own mind.

In short, they all control ghosts, which can be called ghost way.

But it's so boring to talk about these things so early in the morning!

The white ghost turned around and left, "Come down quickly, I've already boiled the water for washing your face, and the toothbrush and toothpaste are next to the washbasin. Come and have breakfast after you wash your face and brush your teeth."

Sang Mo followed him downstairs to wash his face and brush his teeth. After he had tidied himself up, he came to the main room, sat down on the long bench, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a big white steamed bun.

The white ghost on the other side asked him while picking up pickled mustard, "Do you have any impression of the whereabouts of other forbidden areas?"

Sang Mo shook his head, "No, maybe revisiting the old place can help me recall some memories."

After saying this, he took a bite of the bun, chewed it and swallowed it before asking, "How is Ah Zi? There shouldn't be any big problem, if the blood transfusion method you mentioned is effective."

The white ghost responded with a hum: "It's okay, the condition has improved rapidly, in one night... or a few hours, she looks like a normal person."

Sang Mo uttered a vague "Ah!", "It works so quickly? But it seems reasonable. After all, it is my Ju Mang blood, so it is natural that it is so powerful."

White ghost, "......"

He almost choked on the pickled mustard in his mouth. He looked speechlessly at the person opposite him who was feeling smug. Suddenly, his mood inexplicably relaxed.

Sang Mo began to concentrate on eating breakfast. At this time, Yun Feng came in from the courtyard with a bowl in his hand and greeted Sang Mo with a smile, "Good morning, Brother Sang."

Sang Mo nodded, "Hello to you too."

Yunfeng was choked by these words, probably because she did not expect such a response.

He sat down on the bench next to him and slurped a few mouthfuls of pumpkin porridge. The white ghost frowned and looked at him, "Be more polite."

Yun Feng, "?"

He realized later that he seemed to be the only one making eating sounds at the table, and couldn't help but smack his lips, "Eating elegantly is not doing justice to your stomach, Brother Li, why are you being so picky?"

Bai Gui's eyelids twitched, and he felt a little embarrassed to look at this cousin of the same clan.

Sang Mo seemed not to hear it. He finished his breakfast quietly, put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up and left the table to go to the courtyard.

The white ghost watched him stretching his muscles in the yard, and subconsciously stretched his neck as well.

Yun Feng, "?"

He blinked and looked at his brother Li in confusion, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

White ghost, "."

Grass.

He buried his head and quickly finished the pumpkin porridge in the bowl, then went upstairs without saying a word and even looking depressed.

Yunfeng looked at his brother's actions in bewilderment, completely confused.

In the courtyard, Sang Mo stretched his muscles for a while, then slowly went upstairs. When he entered the room, he saw Bai Gui feeding A Zi porridge.

Ah Zi's complexion does look like that of a normal person, except that she is too thin. This needs to be slowly mended, but it would be good if she can get it back.

Seeing him come in, Ah Zi smiled at him with her eyes curved, "Brother Sang Mo, I made the pumpkin porridge this morning myself. I wonder if it suits your taste?"

Sang Mo also smiled, "Not bad, I'm not picky."

"How about you? How's your appetite today?"

Ah Zi smiled and nodded, "I feel like I can eat a whole cow!"

This made Sang Mo laugh, "That won't work, take your time to recover, little girl."

Ah Zi nodded and said, "Brother Sang Mo is a very capable and reliable person, but my brother is the most capable. After all, he knows someone as capable as Brother Sang Mo."

Sang Mo, "......"

White ghost, "......"

Sang Mo didn't have much experience in dealing with little girls, so he could only wave his hand and said, "Then you eat first, I'll go walk around to help digest the food."

The white ghost called out to him, "Remember the way, don't get lost in the nearby mountains and forests."

Sang Mo just turned his back and waved, saying that with Nannan around, he would not get lost.

Nannan has a very good memory, and she can smell some odors that humans cannot smell. She is an expert in identifying human skin masks!

...

At the back of the mountain, Sang Mo found a flat and clean rock and lay down on it. He lit a cigarette and held it between his lips, staring at the sun slowly rising from behind the mountain in the east.

The sunrise on the top of the mountain is a rare sight. This scene makes Sang Mo feel particularly peaceful. He exhaled a puff of smoke and just stared at the warm orange sun.

Until the sun came out and rose above the mountain, he took out his cell phone, turned it on, and dialed the number he remembered.

The phone was answered after two beeps. A faint breathing sound came from the receiver. Seeing that he didn't speak first, Sang Mo, who was staring at the sun, spoke first, "Xie Yuchen."

"It's me, Sang Mo."

Xie Yuchen hummed, and the low syllables carried a magnetic texture under the metal processing.

Sang Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and Xie Yuchen's voice came through, "I know it's you, what's the matter with you calling me?"

"Do you still need me to pick you up?"

When asking this question, Xie Yuchen was thinking about the time when Hei Xia Zi flew to Haikou overnight to pick up Sang Mo. If nothing had happened, Sang Mo would not have contacted them on his own initiative.

And now that Sang Mo's memory remains in this life, he naturally becomes the contact person.

Just as he thought of this, he heard Sang Mo's voice coming through the receiver, "Nothing, I just suddenly... want to hear your voice at this moment."

Xie Yuchen suddenly fell silent. Did he just want to hear the sound?

Or is it because I can't see anyone, so I can only relieve this sudden emotion by listening to their voices?

Sang Mo said: "I'm watching the sunrise."

“The sun is beautiful.”

"I suddenly want to see you, but the distance is too far. I am afraid that I will lose the urge to meet you on the way back. I will just think of it as seeing you after hearing your voice."

Xie Yuchen opened his mouth, but the words that were on the tip of his tongue could not come out.

As silence spread, Sang Mo hung up the phone without waiting for a response. He smiled and said, "Nannan, we will stay here for three days. If Ah Zi is fine after three days, we should leave."

The evil spirit looked at his smile and reached out to grab his sleeve, "No matter where the master goes, Nannan will be there."

Sang Mo's grin widened further, and he said, "Yeah."