Chapter 58 Chapter 58

Wuchang was still very surprised when he received Gu Chi's soul message.

He replied a message and made an appointment with Gu Chi to meet in the school cafeteria.

"What's the matter?" Wuchang asked rudely when he saw him.

"What's the progress between you and Zhuang Shu?" Gu Chi asked.

"Your master poked my scar, didn't you?" Wuchang slapped the table and jumped up.

Obviously: the progress is not satisfactory, otherwise he would not stay in school during the New Year.

Gu Chi was silent, and Wuchang looked at him with his eyebrows tightly locked.

After a long time, the latter said "oh".

"Your progress is not that good either." He understood Gu Chi's silence and guessed the other party's intention, and said smugly.

Sitting aside, Wufang watched the show with his legs shaking.

Gu Chi also sat down opposite him and glanced at the message on his mobile phone.

Xibai was taking a nap when he went out, and he didn't look for him now, so he should not have woken up yet.

"Are you going to tell Zhuang Shu?" Gu Chi said, and added, "If you are with him."

Wufang rolled his eyes, very unhappy that Gu Chi had repeatedly poked his sore spot.

"You said you were a ghost?"

Gu Chi nodded.

"He should have known it a long time ago, isn't he a heavenly master." Wufang frowned, then waved his hand in annoyance, "Who cares... But speaking of it, isn't his brother very familiar with yours, how come he hasn't discovered your identity yet?"

Gu Chi shook his head, thinking it was a long story.

His first meeting with Xi Bai was full of unexpected drama. He was the one who wanted to kidnap her first, but he didn't want her to hear his inner thoughts and saw through his lies. As a result, Gu Chi ran away in panic when they met for the first time. It was really ridiculous.

"Even if you can hide it from him for a lifetime, he will probably see you again after a hundred years." Wu Xiang laughed meaningfully.

Gu Chi was speechless.

This was what he was most worried about.

If it was an ordinary person, after death, his soul would return to the underworld, and there would naturally be countless ghost officials to judge his merits and demerits in his life, and there would also be a complete set of procedures to send him to reincarnation.

But Xi Bai was different.

Xi Bai had helped too many ghosts, and his merits in the Book of Life and Death were too numerous to count, and even his name had turned golden.

According to the rules set by the first Ghost King, after such a person dies, Gu Chi, the current Ghost King, must meet him.

Gu Chi pinched his temples with a headache.

Although the first meeting was too bizarre and unexpected, he later changed his appearance and came into contact with Xi Bai, successfully becoming roommates, and now boyfriend.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly and full of sweetness, but when Gu Chi came to his senses, he found that he and Xi Bai were already standing on the top of the clouds - it was indeed very high, and the scenery was beautiful, but under his feet, it was all emptiness that made his heart palpitate.

This relationship, who knows when it will suddenly fall.

He is not the human Gu Chi. He

is a ghost, a ghost separated from humans by the Yin and Yang, a ghost that no one in the world of the living is willing to contact.

He is the ghost that Xi Bai fears the most.

Imagine that Xi Bai passed away several years later, and she went to the underworld nervously, but when she looked up, she saw her boyfriend sitting on the high seat.

Gu Chi rubbed his throbbing temples.

"Ha... if you had known, you wouldn't have lied from the beginning, right?" Wu Fang said with a mocking expression.

Gu Chi was silent for a moment, stood up, and decided not to pay attention to this guy who only knew how to say frivolous words.

"Hey!" Wu Fang shouted at the back of the figure who was walking to the door of the cafeteria.

Gu Chi stopped.

"I think your guy might have already known something." Wu Fang said.

Gu Chi tilted his head slightly.

"Let's put it this way, Zhuang Shu is one of the most talented people I have fought with humans for so many years. Although he is still a little young, his strength has surpassed many useless old cow noses."

Wuxiang's crossed legs swayed faster, and his expression was inexplicably a little proud.

"Do you think he won't notice anything wrong with you? Even if he hasn't done anything against you, how could he not notice it when he's with your little brother every day?"

Gu Chi's brows furrowed.

"You mean..."

"Has that person in your family ever doubted you?" Wuxiang asked again.

Gu Chi recalled that night at the western restaurant two days ago, when Xi Bai asked him questions about the underworld with obvious ulterior motives, and nodded with difficulty.

"So, he may have considered the possibility that you are not human." Wufang clapped his hands and said, "According to what you said, your man is a coward... Don't glare at me, isn't that what you said... Do you think he can still live with you if he resists? Not to mention falling in love with you."

Gu Chi took a long breath.

"So, what should I do?"

"Give him more wind and let him accept it slowly, anyway, that's my plan." Wufang shrugged.

Gu Chi: "I understand."

After taking two steps, he turned back.

"Thank you."

Wufang raised his eyebrows and pointed to his neck, "Then give my restriction to..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Chi's figure had disappeared in the wind.

"Fuck." Wufang cursed.

When Gu Chi returned to the dormitory, Xi Bai had just sat up from the bed.

He leaned against the bed rail, with a slender white leg extending from his trouser leg. His feet were neat and beautiful as he stepped on the bed ladder, and the raised curve of his ankle was just cute enough to make people want to grab it and play with it.

"Where have you been?" Xi Bai asked, rubbing his eyes, with a little laziness in his tone as if he had just woken up.

"I did something." Gu Chi walked under the bed and stretched out his hand to Xi Bai who was sitting on the upper bunk, "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere when I go out."

Xibai put his arm around his neck and let someone hold him down. He lazily leaned on Gu Chi's shoulder and yawned. "What's wrong?"

Gu Chi took a deep breath and made a decision.

He smiled at Xibai and said, "It's nothing serious."

There was just a story that had been hidden in his heart for more than ten years, and he wanted to tell it to his sweetheart seriously.

Xibai was very sleepy, and it was not until he was carried to the passenger seat by Gu Chi and the other party fastened his seat belt that he gradually sobered up.

He yawned and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Shall we go eat first?" he asked Gu Chi.

Gu Chi got into the car from the other side and nodded, "Do you want to eat anything?"

Xibai remembered a video of a store he saw on his phone before taking a nap. After finding the store name and address in the comment area, he turned on the navigation and put it in front of Gu Chi.

He perked up and asked, "You just said you wanted to tell me a story."

Gu Chi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xibai said, "What story is it?"

"I've read a few more books these two days." Gu Chi took the steering wheel, drove the car out of the school gate, and drove into the main road. "Aren't you very curious about the story of the underworld? I'll tell you."

Xibai was stunned. He and Gu Chi looked at each other, his eyes wandered in those light brown eyes for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes.

"Well, OK."

"A long time ago, the first ghost king of the underworld was born between heaven and earth with the Three Pure Ones, the founders of Taoism."

Gu Chi narrated slowly while driving, and his expression became reverent at this moment.

"The Three Pure Ones went up and created the fairyland, while the first ghost king went down and built the underworld..."

Soon, Xi Bai listened and found that his guess was wrong.

Gu Chi's initiative was not to cover up what he had revealed when he had dinner with him last time.

But he was really telling him many bits and pieces about the "underworld".

From the first ghost king who founded the underworld, to the establishment of the Eighteen Hells, the Ten Palaces of Hell, the training of judges, ox-headed and horse-faced, black and white impermanence... Xi Bai heard too many new details in the familiar folk stories that were unknown to people.

Some details that even his professional course instructors and even the big names among researchers could not verify.

It was when he realized this that Xibai finally reacted.

Gu Chi... was hinting at some information about his true identity in an obscure way?

The more Xibai listened, the more he felt that this was the case.

The underworld has existed for too long, and the story is too long. It was not until after dinner that Gu Chi finally finished talking about some unnecessary details in his mind.

He picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip, then put it down very gently and slowly.

At this moment, Xibai noticed that Gu Chi's mood and demeanor had completely changed compared to just now.

Gu Chi folded his hands in front of him, and his voice was very soft, but he seemed very solemn.

"Do you want to know...some things about this generation of Ghost King?"

Xibai's eyes widened slightly.

He realized something, and after a long time, facing Gu Chi's expectant and nervous expression, he slowly nodded.

"Yeah. Okay."

Gu Chi brought Xibai and drove to a very quiet street.

He parked the car at the entrance of the alley, got out, and said to Xibai who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Get out and take a walk to digest your food."

Xibai nodded, and when he got out of the car, he subconsciously looked around and found that the surrounding area looked familiar.

Gu Chi had walked forward for a distance, he put his hands in his windbreaker pockets, turned his head and looked at Xibai who was still there.

"Let's go? "

Xi Bai responded with a "yeah", put the phone back in his pocket, and trotted to catch up with Gu Chi.

Under the street lights, Gu Chi exhaled a puff of white mist.

His beautiful eyes reflected the light and the night, and his long eyelashes fluttered lightly twice.

"The Ghost King of this generation..." He smiled lightly, with a meaningful smile, "Perhaps it can be said that he is the most humane Ghost King in history."

Xi Bai noticed that his smile did not seem to be all positive emotions, so he asked.

"Being humane, isn't it good?"

"Being humane is good for exercising power and sentencing." Gu Chi said, looking at Xi Bai, "Isn't there a saying, there is nothing outside the law but human feelings. "

Everything in the world cannot be distinguished by just a scale or a knife to determine right and wrong. Many times, the judgment of merits and demerits in the underworld also requires "human touch."

"But the Ghost King's behavior is always cold-blooded and cruel." Gu Chi raised his eyebrows, his eyes a little cold, "At that time, all the weakness, kindness, and so-called "human touch" were sharp blades stabbing at his back."

Even now, recalling it, Gu Chi can't imagine how he survived those countless ghosts and got to where he is today.

He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "So, when each generation of Ghost King changes, the successor cannot escape the final result of being cold and ruthless. "

Even he was the same at first.

The so-called untainted by the mud is more of a beautiful hope.

Growing in the cold and ruthless soil of the underworld, it is no wonder that for thousands of years, only the blood-colored red spider lily, representing death, has bloomed.

"He walked alone for thousands of years."

In the end, even he himself almost felt that the road ahead would always be like this, covered with ice.

"Until... ten years ago. "

Ten years ago, he met a child.

That night, perhaps he remembered the fights of the past, and his memories were filled with blood and coldness, but it also awakened the irritability that had not surged for a long time.

So Gu Chi stepped on the moonlight and came to the human world rarely.

As the King of Ghosts, he would occasionally patrol the human world at night to see if there were any powerful ghosts that were difficult to subdue, or evil spirits who neglected their duties.

But this night, he encountered something completely unexpected and met unexpected people.

China is a vast country with rich soil. If Xie Bian and Fan Wushe were the only two ghosts to take souls, they would have died again. Therefore, the underworld has a city god temple in every city. Under the city god temple, there are ghosts who are responsible for taking souls in their area and sending them to the underworld. What

Gu Chi saw was that the black and white ghosts on duty that day took a crying living person and dragged him to the Yellow Spring Road.

Death has always been feared by the living, and there are many people who have accepted their own death.

However, the restrictions on the soul-taking rope can prevent all living souls from resisting. The only way to vent is to cry and howl like ghosts. Therefore, some people who are sensitive to evil things can always hear some strange noises at night.

But what caught Gu Chi's attention was not this common little thing.

It was a small figure that suddenly jumped to the middle of the road with his arms across.

It was a living person.

"Hey, you caught the wrong one!"

The voice of the small figure was also very childish and crisp, and it sounded particularly clear in the silent night.

It was a living person.

A child.

After hearing what the child said, Gu Chi subconsciously glanced at the pulling and tugging Wuchang and Shenghun.

Only then did he realize that the Shenghun still had the vitality of a living person, but there was a black spell engraved on his soul, which concealed most of the vitality.

This inferior restriction naturally could not deceive Gu Chi, but ordinary Wuchang ghosts were just little ghosts, and it was enough to hide them.

The spell also sealed the tongue of the living soul. When he opened his mouth, he could clearly see a black X mark on his tongue.

I just don't know how the child knew it?

And the living person was Xibai, who was only ten years old at the time.

When the ghost of impermanence was stopped by Xibai, he thought that he was not the one being talked about. After all, most humans cannot see ghosts.

But when he wanted to lead the living soul away, he found that the child's eyes, which were full of fear and trembling, moved left and right in the direction of his movement. The ghost of impermanence finally confirmed that Xibai was talking about him.

"Can you see me?" The ghost of impermanence could not help asking, and pointed at his companion and the living soul, "Us?"

As he spoke, his head curiously turned 180 degrees

- this ghost of impermanence did many good things in his life, but was harmed by evil people and his neck was broken, so he was made a ghost messenger in the underworld, which was also a compensation for his good deeds in his life.

But somehow, he developed a problem of twisting his head when he was distracted.

This scene would probably scare a child, even an adult, to death.

Xi Bai bit his lower lip until it bled, and even his outstretched arms were shaking. He regretted why he ran out on impulse, but when his sight touched the eyes of the Impermanence Ghost, which were tightly tied with the Soul-Catching Rope, and filled with sorrow and pain, his fear was instantly dispelled by the courage that came from nowhere.

Closing his eyes tightly, Xi Bai shouted, "The man next to you was impersonated. He has a twin brother who killed someone, and found an evil Taoist priest who calculated that he was about to die, so he used evil magic to let his brother take the blame!"

Gu Chi, who was floating in the air and hiding in the night, raised his eyebrows slightly.

How did this kid know? He didn't have any spiritual power, and he didn't dress like a monk.

He was thinking, while the impermanence ghosts below were already frowning and began to flip through the Book of Life and Death.

When Bai Wuchang, one of the impermanence ghosts, took the mourning stick and chanted a spell, a golden light lit up from the page of the book, pointing to the living soul. They

really caught the wrong one!

The impermanence ghosts quickly sent a message to the City God, asking the City God of North City to make the judgment.

When they were done, they wanted to pull Xi Bai aside to thank him - otherwise, if they sent the wrong living soul to the underworld, they would have to take the person back if they were discovered later. Not to mention the trouble, the two of them would be blamed.

But when they lowered their heads, the two impermanence ghosts were stunned and looked at each other.

Where is the child?

The person is gone!

Until the City God arrived, the impermanence ghosts had not found the child who had just explained the truth to them.

When the two of them wanted to report to the City God, they saw the City God suddenly fly to the air behind a building, swing around and fall down again, muttering.

"Did I sense it wrongly?"

...

"So, the ghost king you mentioned left with that... child?" Xi Bai retracted his gaze from all around.

He finally knew where this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from since he got off the car.

Gu Chi hummed, "Since then, the ghost king has been paying attention to that child."

"The child who was obviously very scared, but dared to face the ghost of impermanence for a living soul that had nothing to do with him and was caught by mistake but could not argue." Gu Chi turned his head and smiled at Xi Bai.

The moment their eyes met, the two of them seemed to have tacitly entered a strange, quiet state.

Xi Bai looked into those light brown eyes. This time, he did not try to find out any hidden secrets from them as usual. He just stared at Gu Chi quietly.

Staring at his boyfriend.

"What happened next?" Xi Bai asked softly, pursing his lips.

He seemed to want to say something else, but in the end he swallowed his words back and waited quietly for Gu Chi's narration.

"At first, he simply thought that the child was very interesting."

As the ruler of the underworld, the final destination for the souls of all Chinese people after death, every ghost king has seen too many people of all kinds, and he understands one truth the most.

The human heart is no different from that of a ghost.

So, what kind of heart could drive that timid pretty baby to do something that goes against her "instinct"?

"In the next few years, the ghost king saw every detail of the child's life."

Being squeezed out by the bad kids in the orphanage, moving out on his own, and being cheated of the money he had saved up by the landlord when he rented a house for the first time...

Gu Chi was clearly telling the story of the ghost king.

But the fragments deep in his memory appeared in front of Xi Bai one after another, like snowflakes blown by the wind.

"The Ghost King thought that a child who had experienced so much would become like most people he had seen."

Like most people who had been hurt by human hearts, he began to learn to withdraw his kindness and close his heart.

"But he didn't." Gu Chi took Xi Bai's hand and held it tightly in his palm. "He was the first person the Ghost King had seen. Although he was timid, he would be brave enough to help the innocent souls in his own way."

Xi Bai couldn't help but retort.

"Being afraid of ghosts doesn't mean being timid!"

Gu Chi was amused.

The warm air fell on Xi Bai's ears with the laughter, blowing red.

He nudged Gu Chi with his arm, "Go on, what happened next?"

"Then one day, the current Ghost King suddenly realized that his mentality seemed to be wrong."

That day, the Ghost King was late because of something, but when he arrived at the boy's small rental house, he saw that although the light was on in the house, there was no one.

He approached curiously, but heard the sound of the door opening.

What came out of the bathroom was a piece of white jade-like delicate white that hit him directly in the eyes and made him stagnate.

It was between summer and autumn, and the weather was hot but not so unbearable. There was only a small fan in the house.

The thin boy was wearing a pair of white shorts and stood by the pool on the balcony, carefully washing his school uniform.

The Ghost King ran away.

He seemed to have done something shameful. When he thought of the scene he accidentally bumped into, his whole ghost began to heat up, and even the official business of the underworld was delayed for a while.

He decided to calm himself down first. He

also had to take time to figure out what that strange feeling of loss of control that he had never had before was.

And this hiding lasted for two years.

When they met again, the boy had grown a lot taller, and the whole person was like a tall and straight little tree.

"In fact, at that time, the ghost king did not calm down as he planned, nor was he mentally prepared to meet again."

But he still went.

Because that day was the boy's birthday.

Although he was rich, he vaguely knew that 18 years old was a very important year for humans.

Xi Bai recalled his eighteenth birthday.

After thinking for a while, he finally dug out some fragments from the depths of his memory.

And this fragment coincided with Gu Chi's words again.

"The boy lived in his own small house, with a piggy bank and an envelope at hand."

The piggy bank was empty, replaced by a small cake with a burning candle.

And in the envelope was the admission letter from North City University.

Gu Chi seemed to have really traveled through time and space to see the candle on the cake, and the light in his pupils became brighter.

"When the boy puffed up his cheeks and blew the candles with sparkling eyes, the ghost king found that he could hear the sound of his heartbeat in his chest."

The higher the level of ghost cultivation, the more like humans they are. When their strength reaches its peak, they can even imitate blood flow and heartbeat - but all this is unnecessary, so no ghost would ever study or care about these things.

But this heartbeat that shouldn't have existed came naturally.

The ghost king also began to realize at that time.

Perhaps he had already fallen in love with the little boy named "Xi Bai" during the ten years of watching him.