In the evening, the sword rune sect is always prone to wind.

No, a gust of wind swept by, not only bringing up a little dirt, but also making the half-hidden wooden window "clang" on the window frame.

Where is this?

Inside the house, Ye Zi-san woke up with the noise, and he stared at the wisps of blue tassels swaying in the wind above his head, and uneasiness rose in his heart.

This is not the White Dan Temple.

He sat up, quickly scanning the room through the reddish veil, his dark eyes full of anger.

When he found that there was no one, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the vigilance in his eyes remained undiminished.

Lifting the satin quilt on his body, Yezi-san stretched out his right foot and stepped on the mahogany board, and the soles of his feet were cold.

The gentle curtain was lifted, and a few wisps of daughter's incense were brought up, which was very clear.

As the curtain of the bed folded, everything in front of me became clear.

A bronze mirror hangs on the vermilion dresser, and rouge gouache is scattered on the table, and a few pieces of jewelry are mixed in with it.

Next to the dresser is a desk, on which the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are neatly placed.

This is a woman's boudoir.

Ye Zi-san took a few steps forward and then stood still, carefully examining everything in the room, his eyes wandering around for a long time, and finally landed on the dresser.

He hesitated for a moment and walked over.

Looking down for a moment, he picked up a pink step and shook it in his hand.

There was no dagger in the room, and although it wasn't thick enough, the tail was sharp, and it should be able to stab into the flesh of a person...... Yezi-san thought so in her heart.

At this time, there was a strong smell of medicine in the air, accompanied by a slightly heavy footsteps.

The hand shook in the palm of his hand, and he quickly returned to the bed and lay down.

Outside the house, Xu Meng was holding a tray of medicine in his hand, walking along the cobblestone path and whispering: "The smell of this medicine is too stinky!"

The girl covered half of her face with a white silk scarf, trying to resist the smell of medicine.

When she walked to the door, she calmed down, put away the bitter face that had wrinkled all the way, and pushed open the wooden door with her body.

On the bed, the eyelashes of the night mulberry who pretended to be asleep trembled slightly, listening to the footsteps that were deliberately lightened, holding the fingers that were shaking slightly, waiting for it to change.

It's close, it's near......

The breeze lifted the curtain on the bed, and as soon as Xu Meng walked to the bed, he saw Yezisang's sleeping face.

"Alas...... Why hasn't Sangwa woken up yet, she's been in a daze for three days......" she muttered quietly, her voice muffled, and her brows were a little sad.

She turned around and put the medicine on the small table next to the end of the bed, not seeing the dark eyes of the man on the bed who suddenly opened suddenly.

Sang Wa ...... Sang Wa ...... Only Grandpa and the ghosts in the temple will call him Sangwa.

Pain rose in his eyes, and he couldn't help but turn his head, and the heavy color in his eyes was hidden, replaced by a ruthlessness.

But Grandpa died, and all the ghosts in the temple were refined into powerful ghosts, as well as the female ghosts who were very good at telling stories......

The step in his hand was ready to start, and he stared closely at the back of the man sitting at the end of the bed. At the slightest movement, he would get up and use this step to insert the veins in the girl's neck.

Xu Mengzheng used a porcelain spoon to stir the potion in the bowl, seemingly careless, but his fingers touched the medicine bowl from time to time to test the temperature.

With the ups and downs of her movements, the smell of medicine became stronger and stronger, and she leaned back from time to time, turning her head sideways and quietly breathing a breath of air, as if this would make her feel better, and the small side face that was exposed made people both nervous and expectant.

The more Yezi-san looked at it, the more complicated his expression became, and he closed his eyes, recalling the scene in the temple that day.

Little by little, the figure of the female ghost dissipated into a point of light in front of him, and he threw himself up, trying to gather them, but only his hands were full of air.

He could only watch.

In the end, she couldn't save him, and he couldn't save her.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, his eyes were cold, and she had long since disappeared.

Maybe it's just a similar-looking person.

Xu Meng only heard a cough behind her, she turned her head and said in surprise: "Are you awake?"

Putting down the medicine spoon in her hand, she leaned over to touch his forehead, "Is there any discomfort?"

After Yezi-san returned to the Sword Fu Sect, he had a fever for another day, and the doctor took a lot of effort to make him have a fever.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xu Meng looked down at him, but instead met his hot gaze, and his face seemed to be shaken.

"Who are you?" Yezi-san's voice was hoarse and choked, and his throat was dry and astringent.

It's true...... Is it her?

Xu Meng's face was slightly hot when he saw it, and she looked away with a weak heart, she was a little nervous, how to explain her identity?

Will it be pulled away and immersed in the pig cage......

Reincarnation? The age is not right!

Pretend you don't know? That's not good......

While he was thinking, the man asked, "Who are you?" in a tone that was both expectant and sad.

Xu Meng's heart softened at the moment, and he pulled off his veil and said, "Sang, Sangwa......"

She listened to the movement outside the door for a while, and after making sure that there was no one, she pointed to herself and said, "I, many ......."

Yezi-san looked at the childish and familiar face in front of her, and only felt like a dream. With a loose hand, he reached out and tentatively tugged at her sleeve.

He didn't dare to touch her arm, he was afraid that he would end up in vain again.

There was a real silky touch of the fabric on his fingers, and he rubbed it, it was real, not like a dream.

Surprise and doubt rose in his eyes, he clenched his sleeves tightly, as if he could catch people in this way, and the strength he used was a little too big, and Xu Meng's body moved closer to him slightly.

"You ...... "Aren't you in ashes?" Yezi-san wants to speak and stops, how can you be here...... It seems to have become a human being......

I'm going to ask her identity! Xu Meng grabbed his arm with his backhand, looked him directly into the eyes and said, "I passed out that day, and when I woke up again, my soul merged into this body. ”

In other words, I can borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul at most, but I didn't take it away!

"Hmm. Ye Zisang felt the warmth in his hands, and the sleeves in his hands tightened a little, and a sour feeling of loss and recovery came to his heart, which was so good......

Xu Meng was stunned, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

He smiled and shook his head, not afraid, how could he be afraid?

The smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze, he suddenly realized something, and stroked the left side of his face in horror.

There was nothing to cover his face, and a strong sense of inferiority and panic enveloped him, no, it would scare her.

Xu Meng saw that his face had changed greatly, and before he could stop it, he had already shrunk to the corner of the bed and buried his face.

It was she who was careless, she should have put a mask on him, his self-esteem was strong, otherwise he would not have come to the temple alone.

"I—I'm not afraid. The girl could not comfort people, so she had to think of something to say, "I am very bold, and it is not terrible to look at......"

Yezi-san didn't speak, and shrank himself into the corner.

The girl bit her lip and scolded herself: What are you talking about!

After hesitating, Xu Meng took off his shoes and wanted to go to bed to pull him.

Sensing her movements, Yezi-san pursed her lips and resisted her approach: "Don't come here." "My voice was hoarse.

Xu Meng's heart sank, and he understood that he couldn't be forced too hard at this time, so he was annoyed for a moment, and then advised: "Then, then I'll go and prepare food for you now, can you drink the medicine later?"

After a squirming sound, Yezi-san heard the girl say, "I left you a transmission note by the bedside, as soon as you have something wrong, tear it to pieces, and I will come immediately!"

"You must remember to drink the medicine!" before closing the door, the girl was worried about admonishment.

"Smack-" The man is gone.

Yezisang sat silently for a long time, and after making sure that the person had gone away, he lifted the quilt, revealing a slightly red face.

His eyes fell on the table at the end of the bed, and there was a transmission note next to the medicine bowl, which was being pressed by a paper bag.

Yeko-san opened it, and there were a few candied fruits inside, which looked extremely sweet.

He didn't eat it, but hid the paper bag in his arms, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, without frowning.