The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

Du Yan froze completely. He asked subconsciously, "I am Xiao Lang?"

Xu Yuan heard that Liang Fei had no problem, and his mood was relaxed a lot: "Otherwise, can I be Xiao Lang?"

Wei Zizhe joked: "It was quite brave when you volunteered to go down to find Liang Fei. Was it scared to be stupid when you came out now? Who do you even remember?"

It was the first time that Du Yan encountered such a thing completely out of his control in a dream. He was silent for a moment and asked, "What about Du Yan? Do you remember him?"

Several people shook their heads one after another, saying that they had never heard of this person.

Tian Luo also carefully asked: "Is the environment below too terrible, what hallucinations caused you? Should you go to the hospital?"

At this time, Liang Fei lying on the side moaned and woke up. Everyone's attention was temporarily attracted by Liang Fei, and no one tangled with Du Yan any more about who was Xiao Lang.

Du Yan thought that all these abnormalities might be caused by Li Gui still hiding in Liang Fei. He hid behind the crowd to observe carefully, but found that Liang Fei had fully recovered to normal.

He took out from the backpack the little rune figure with the characters of Liang Fei's birthday, and the black air on it had already dissipated. It seemed that everything in front of him was not something the merchant had done.

Although in general, people will not have memories of being possessed, but Du Yan still tried to ask Liang Fei: "Do you remember who I am?"

Liang Fei also had an inexplicable expression on his face: "Xiao Lang, although I fell into the well, I did not break my mind."

Du Yan was impatient, and asked, "Do you remember what happened after falling down the well?"

Liang Fei rubbed his temples, only felt a headache, and then hesitated and said, "I don't remember clearly, there seems to be a cave? Then I didn't see my feet clearly, and I fell and passed out."

Hearing Liang Fei's story about the well, everyone was awake from Liang Fei's unhurried joy at this moment. They thought of Liang Fei's previous unusual actions, and they felt that this ancient village was strange and horrible.

Du Yan was able to see that everything about Du Yan was erased from everyone's memory. He Du Yan, in their eyes, replaced Xiao Lang's role.

Under Du Yan's impassive rhetoric, he finally pieced together the memories of Xiao Lang's friends. Probably a group of college students came to Shunping to travel. In the ancient village, Liang Fei suddenly drew wind and did some unreasonable things. Finally, he fell into the well and took them to Xiao Lang here to find someone.

Although Heavenly Master Du Yan previously told everyone that things like Li Gui have disappeared into their memory. They still felt that this ancient village was too weird, and they did not want to stay here for long, unanimously decided to go back to Shunping District.

For the moment, Du Yan couldn't figure out what to do for a while, so she could only take one step at a time.

So the group went out of the ancient village and boarded the return bus at the village entrance.

After getting on the bus, several other people sat together tacitly. Tian Luo didn't know why, he ran to the front row to sit alone, leaving Du Yan alone to sit by the window.

It takes about an hour to drive from Gucun to Shunping.

Du Yan leaned on her seat, staring at the scenery outside the window. From yesterday to now, there have been so many things that really made him have a lot of trouble. In addition, he didn't sleep well the night before, Du Yan suddenly felt a little tired looking at the scenery outside the window.

His eyes closed slowly, and he began to doze, and the bus body jolted suddenly.

Du Yan's head leaned towards the window. He was still awake and consciously wanted to save, but his body was still asleep because he was too tired.

While Du Yan confessed to waiting for the pain to strike, she felt her head hit a soft and elastic thing, like the palm of a human being.

Du Yan exhausted his whole body and pulled himself out of the sleep vortex. He opened his eyes and looked to the side, but found that the seat next to him was empty, and no one was sitting.

It was just a reluctance to take a look at it, and Du Yan felt drowsy again, and her eyes closed irresistibly. The situation at this time was very weird. In fact, Du Yan's consciousness was very sober, but his body could not escape from drowsiness.

Ghost press.

As a heavenly master, Du Yan naturally knew what was going on right now, and when his teeth were closed, he wanted to free himself from this situation by biting the pain of his tongue.

Unexpectedly, when his teeth were closed, he was not biting his tongue, but a finger. The fingers are not warm, but with endless coolness.

"Don't bite, I'll be distressed." A low voice sounded in Du Yan's ears, with a lingering affection.

Du Yan was unable to get rid of the situation at hand, but struggled to fall asleep. At the last moment of consciousness, he only felt that the seat suddenly became soft and elastic, and there was a slight force hoop up the waist, like

Someone hugged him intimately from behind.

"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang?"

Du Yan was gently awoken by Liang Fei, and he blinked hard, everything in front of him became clear. It was dark outside and the lights inside the bus were already on.

Liang Fei said with some apologies: "It seems that you are really tired of lifting me from the bottom of the well, and I told you nothing to say."

Du Yan didn't make a noise, and looked around for a week but found nothing strange. It stands to reason that he is a heavenly master who has opened the eyes of the sky. If there are any lone souls and wild ghosts, he cannot escape his eyes.

Is it possession again? Du Yan frowned slightly, looking at Liang Fei in front of her.

Liang Fei looked a little creepy with his eyes, and showed a stiff smile: "What, what?"

Du Yan said, "What do you wake me up for?"

Liang Fei was a little speechless. He always felt that Xiao Lang was a strange person after coming out of the well. But he didn't think too much, and answered, "I'm here, I won't wake you up. Are you going to spend the night in the car?"

Du Yan then reacted, the bus stopped. He said nothing more, got up and got off with Liang Fei.

On the way back to the hotel, Du Yan sat in the front passenger seat with a serious expression, habitually curled his fingers and tapped gently on the armrest. The whole thing was too wrong. From being treated as Xiao Lang by himself to the ghost press on the bus, all this made him have to think of Xiao Lang.

Is Xiao Lang already a ghost, and now he is entangled in him? With this explanation, the whole thing becomes even more irrational.

Xiao Lang is dead for only a few hours now, it is impossible to be refined into a ghost king in such a short time, and the formation of Du Yan's formation method, Xiao Lang can not break out of the battle.

Du Yan squeezed his eyebrows and couldn't reach a conclusion. He even began to think that it was because of the death of Xiao Lang that he had an illusion due to his overwhelming thoughts?

Just as Du Yan began to doubt himself, his cell phone rang. Strangely enough, the name lit on the screen of the phone actually showed mom.

Du Yan was an orphan in this world. He was picked up by the master and raised in the martial arts while he was still in middle school. So where did the mom on the phone come from?

He answered the phone, and the sound coming from the receiver was familiar.

"Xiao Lang, I heard a friend say that I saw you with a group of young people playing in the city? Why didn't you tell me that a friend was here?"

This call turned out to be from Mother Xiao, and Du Yan dealt with a few words casually, and passed on Mother Xiao.

After hanging up the phone, Du Yan denied that everything in front of her was an illusion. It is still open to question whether this was caused by a dream or a ghost.

Xiao Lang's constitution may have something special that he didn't know. Du Yan could only explain it for the time being.

Those things during the day made everyone have no interest in having fun. A group of people found a restaurant at the entrance of the hotel and ate something casually before returning to the room to rest.

Du Yan's room is still the previous single room. The only change is that Tian Luo has changed from living with Xiao Lang to living alone. The group did not feel strange that Tian Luo lived in a double room, as if this matter was taken for granted.

After Du Yan washes, she lay on the bed and thought with her eyes closed. He thought that the situation was weird, and he must have been sleepless all night.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep quickly, and it wasn't until midnight that Du Yan opened his eyes.

He looked at the bed frame above his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. The old stabbed bed was restored to a brand-new look, and it was hung with a large red veil that was only used for decoration when it was newly married in ancient times.

Du Yan sat up and found that the room in front of her completely changed into a new house in ancient times. He felt a little puzzled, and the female ghost on Babu's bed was clearly born. Which one is this?

Du Yan got up and got out of bed before taking a step, and almost tripped herself. He looked down and found that he was wearing a red wedding dress.

The room was empty, no one and no ghosts. The dresser was still near the window, and Du Yan took her skirt and walked over.

He sat down and looked at the bronze mirror on the dresser.

The light was a bit dim, and the figure reflected in the mirror was extremely blurred, but Du Yan was a little stunned. In the mirror, who is the bride and groom who is not a princess in the last dream?

Du Yan looked a little bit upset, her brows frowned slightly, and she raised her hand to remove Zhu Cui from her head.

He only touched his hair, but was gently taken over by the next process with one hand. Du Yan subconsciously looked back, and another hand fell on his shoulder.

"Ma'am, I'll help you."

The voice was extremely gentle, but Du Yan was nailed in place and could not move. However, even if he didn't have to look back, he knew who was standing behind him, and the tone of his tone came from a person whom Du Yan was extremely familiar with.

Cheng Yu.