However, his appearance fell in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, but he was stubborn and bewitched by demons. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man slapped the table hard, and the cups on the table even jumped on the table with his sudden force, and some of the juice in it spilled out.

Cheng Siqi and Xiao Tu's eyes silently fell on the juice spilled on the table, and under this extremely strong gaze, the middle-aged Taoist priest felt some inexplicable guilt in his heart.

Jiang Hui whispered embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, little uncle, he didn't mean it." ”

Middle-aged Taoist priest: "......"

Cheng Siqi: "......"

Xiaotu: "Ah, it's okay. ”

Taoist priest: "......"

Cheng Siqi: "......"

Jiang Hui: "I'm really sorry. ”

“……”

"Wait, don't be so disrespectful!!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest finally came back to his senses from his bewilderment, and roared with a displeased expression.

Xiaotu impatiently "tsk", raised his eyes to look at the two of them and then took out a book, Cheng Siqi frowned slightly, and said with a detached and polite smile on his face: "I'm sorry, it's getting late, I think if you two have anything to discuss, please leave as soon as possible." ”

The Taoist priest was very humble by him, but in fact, he just wanted the two of them to hurry up, and his throat choked, and he was speechless immediately.

Jiang Hui lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to the two of you, so my little uncle and I will leave." ”

As he spoke, his eyes raised and looked directly into the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and he said with a very tough attitude: "Little uncle, let's go." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned by his extremely determined gaze, and before he could react, he subconsciously raised his feet and followed Jiang Hui out.

At the moment of closing the door, Jiang Hui glanced sideways at Xiao Tu, who was sitting on the sofa flipping through the pages, and said softly: "If you need to, you can call me at any time - I hope I will have a chance then." ”

- Farewell to you.

As he spoke, he glanced at Cheng Siqi, who had a relaxed expression on his face but a subtle hostility, swallowed the last few words back into his stomach, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at Xiaotu and closed the door.

Not to mention how Jiang Hui communicated with his little uncle, Cheng Siqi and Xiaotu in the room fell silent.

In Cheng Siqi's opinion, it is obvious that there is a little secret between this female ghost who originally belonged to him and the damn Taoist priest that he can't know.

As he thought this, his eyes deepened, and his grip on the pages tightened, and his knuckles even turned white.

Xiao Tu seemed to be unaware, and after reading a story written in the book in his hand, he closed the book, then glanced at the time, and sighed complainingly: "It's really annoying, I'm going to be late when I make an appointment with someone else." ”

Cheng Siqi's ears moved, his mouth opened, and he said, "Then aren't you going?"

Xiao Tu tucked the book into his sleeve, bent his eyes and laughed: "How is it possible? Although I am only a female ghost, I am also a very trustworthy female ghost." ”

Cheng Siqi stopped talking again, and Xiaotu stood up: "Okay, the troublemaker is gone, I'm going out." ”

She clapped her hands, lifted her little red umbrella, Shi Shiran walked to the window and pushed it, and the gentle night breeze suddenly blew in, blowing Xiaotu's hair out in an instant, and the colorful neon lights flashed on her face, reflecting her delicate facial features showing a strange gloom.

Xiao Tu squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the gentle touch of the breeze on his cheeks, turned around and smiled lightly at Cheng Siqi, and said:

"You don't have to wait for me, I might be a little late today. ”

Before she could finish speaking, the whole person was like a light butterfly, suddenly falling from the window.

The red clothes were fluttering in the wind, and the hem of the heavy sacrificial clothes was blown away by the wind was too beautiful, as if the scene in front of me was just my imagination.

Cheng Siqi's heart jumped, and he slammed into the window and looked down, the red figure had disappeared.

His breath faltered, and his mind went blank.

But for a moment, he reacted, and then as if he had lost his strength, he couldn't help but kneel there along the wall, his forehead against the wall, he exhaled deeply, the cold touch made his thinking clearer and clearer, and also made the thoughts in his heart more and more firm.

Xiaotu appeared in a very luxurious-looking bedroom without the slightest warning this time, and sat down on the only small table in the room with a very natural expression, looked sideways at the owner in the room and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I was delayed when I came out, but it was actually just right at the agreed time." ”

The woman who was sitting on the edge of the bed and seemed to be in a daze jumped up when she heard the sudden sound, and the next moment she turned her head to look at the place where the sound came from, and the second she saw Xiaotu, she didn't know whether she was relieved or more nervous, and her face suddenly turned white and suddenly recovered.

Xiaotu waited quietly for her to sort out her mood, and after a long time, a gentle smile appeared on the woman's pale face: "Miss Xi, you are here." ”

Xiao Tu said an inexplicable "hmm" and stopped talking, the woman got up and handed over the tea she had prepared to stand at just the right temperature, opened her mouth and then fell silent.

So Xiao Tu held the teacup and thought very deeply, whether she had awakened some strange attributes in this world - such as the king of the cold field and the like.

Of course, strange attributes or anything are impossible, and the woman is just sorting out the language and thinking about how to express what she wants to say in a more appropriate way.

Her gaze fell on the girl sitting there.

The other party's appearance is very gorgeous, the last time the girl came, she only cared about panic and did not observe carefully, at this glance, she found that the girl's facial features are really exquisite, and there is really no inappropriate nose, eyebrows and eyes.

She was wearing a bright red costume - she had not studied much of the costume, so she did not know what age it was, she only knew that it looked very gorgeous, every stitch and thread seemed to be custom-made, without the slightest blemish, and the hem and cuffs were embroidered with golden silk threads with strange rune-like things, which added a sense of solemnity to the overly gaudy dress.

The woman landed on the girl's slender fingers hidden in the wide sleeves like mutton fat and white jade, and her eyes couldn't help but be in a trance.

The colors reflected in front of her eyes were too bright, and the contrast between red and white was too obvious, and when she fell into her eyes, she felt a strong collision between blood and skin.

-- It's a gorgeous color that burns people's eyes.

-- Just like He Ping looked like when he died.