Song Yunjing and Murong Chuan rarely discussed things behind my back, and today was the first time. I attribute the reason to Beiqi, he joined our team halfway, and the relationship is naturally not very deep. Beiqi didn't care about my strange gaze, and calmly tasted the tea in the cup. I don't really understand what this tea is good about, and for me these things are just for quenching my thirst.

I lay bored on the table and watched the restless multicolored sparrow, which would take two steps back whenever I looked up. After a long time, I lost my original freshness, and I felt that this little sparrow was not fun. What's more, it is always wary of me, and it is always afraid of me, and if I always scare it, it will only appear to bully the small, to bully the weak, and God knows how inviolable a behemoth I am in its eyes.

After touching a stick of incense, Boss Chen called us for lunch, but the two still didn't come out. I'm really curious about what it's worth discussing for so long. I wanted to hide outside the window and listen to what they had to say under the pretext of calling them to eat, but I was dragged by Beiqi as soon as I got together, and I reflexively threw it away. Because of the force, I accidentally jumped out. Just when I thought I was about to make a close contact with the floor, an arm stretched out in the air and stopped me. This is something I never expected, I looked up blankly, and then a smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, "Alas, you're done with business, and I'm about to call you for dinner." ”

Murong Chuan nodded, walked around me and walked to the table. Song Yunjing helped me to stand up straight, and dropped a sentence leisurely: "I can't even walk a road, are my eyes used for decoration?" ”

I silently rolled my eyes in my heart, remembering that he had just helped me and avoided the dilemma of making me fall to the ground, and decided that the adults would not remember the villain's mistakes and let him be sarcastic.

I sat down next to Song Yunjing, just because this position happened to be directly opposite Beiqi. When he saw my menacing appearance, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I want to say that this is a mistake, you may think that I am quibbling, but the matter of Fang Cai is really just a mistake." You are my benefactor, how can I take revenge and deliberately let you fall? ”

I waved the chopsticks in my hand, glared at him and said, "Don't explain, Daoist Murong often says that explanation is to cover up, and to cover up is to cover up." I see you're clearly trying to make a fool of me. ”

Murong Chuan seemed to think it was funny, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Seeing that I looked over with confidence, he deliberately coughed twice, as if to cover up his behavior just now, and said lightly: "Miss Dongge, the first half of your sentence is indeed often mentioned, but the second half of the sentence is unheard of, and today is the first time I have heard of it. ”

I raised my eyebrows, resolutely refusing to admit that it was my own casual pinching, pretending to remember, "Oh...... It may have been said by a famous person in history, and I was confused for a while. ”

Song Yunjing put a chopstick dish in my bowl and said with a dumb smile: "You can't stop your mouth if you eat." ”

I put down my chopsticks and prepared to argue with reason.

He picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into my hand, and said seriously: "You be quiet for a while, senior brother has something to say." ”

I was slightly stunned, there are priorities, I don't need to refute Song Yunjing at this moment, listen to what Murong Chuan has to say first. I buried my head in my meal and made a deaf appearance.

Murong Chuan sat at the table, did not move his chopsticks, his arms were carelessly resting on the edge of the table, his eyes seemed to be looking at the various chrysanthemums blooming in front of the door, and it was as if he had not seen anything. After a long time, he said softly: "Poor Dao is going to get up tomorrow and have a look at the sky, so I will talk to you here first." ”

To be honest, it was my expectation that Murong Chuan would leave, but listening to his words, I always felt that something was wrong.

He looked up at me, his gaze unpredictable, "As for Yunjing, I'll let him stay." ”

I wondered, "Why?" ”

He raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "What why?" ”

I said, "Why did you go back and stay with Song Daochang, instead of Song Daochang going back and you stayed?" Or didn't you both go back? ”

The sunlight shone obliquely in and reflected on Murong Chuan's face, and I could only see a halo of light, but I couldn't see the exact expression. He said, "Our plan is a little different from what Miss Donggo thinks, right? The girl doesn't really care who among us stays, because you want both Poor Dao and the junior brother to leave, so that the girl can do whatever she wants. You can leave it alone and be free. ”

It was embarrassing to be upset and I accidentally bit my tongue. In the uncertain gaze of him and Song Yunjing, I excused myself in a curtive manner: "Daoist Murong laughed, I didn't want to care about the matter of the three-born girl because I was too troublesome. It's just that we haven't heard of that girl's harmful behavior along the way. Presumably she's not some heinous bad person. is of the same race, since you can accept me, why can't you tolerate her? ”

Murong Chuan looked at me silently, and after a while, he said slowly: "Miss Dongge misunderstood, I didn't deliberately target that girl from three lives. I haven't met her, and I don't know if she's good or bad. It's just that the large-scale planting of flowers in Qinghe Town will always have an impact on the charm of Qinghe Town. On the day when the ghost door is opened, the smell of the flowers on the other side will make the dead people come one after another, and none of us knows what the consequences will be when the time comes. ”

In all fairness, what Murong Chuan said made sense, but Boss Chen once said that this three-life girl had moved to Qinghe Town for several years, and if a strange phenomenon really happened during this period, it would be impossible for Qinghe Town to have no rumors at all. It can be seen that Murong Chuan's worries may be superfluous. Of course, it is not excluded that there is another possibility, Sansheng has enough ability to control the hundred ghosts who walk at night, and people have no idea about it. No matter what the reason is, with Murong Chuan's compassionate nature, he will not let the mortals of Qinghe Town risk their lives.

I was speechless, paused, and said, "So you specially asked Daoist Song to stay and solve this matter?" What are you going to do with Sansheng? ”

Murong Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say a word.

Song Yunjing stopped the action of picking vegetables, and said without hearing any emotion: "It's not easy for foreign races to cultivate, and we can't take our lives at will. She just needs to go back to where she's supposed to live. ”

Three Realms and Six Realms, people are humane, and different races have their own life interfaces. According to common sense, people and aliens should not interfere with each other, but the world is impermanent, people's hearts are unpredictable, and aliens are difficult to control, and people and aliens are gradually mixed, giving rise to many things that are beyond common sense.

In mid-autumn, the wind is refreshing. The weather was neither hot nor cold, just in time for a nap.

The proprietress said that Chubby was lying in bed alone and depressed, and he didn't eat much. I thought about it, made a pot of strong tea, mentioned Chubby's room, and chatted with him. I don't have much cultural background, so I have to tell him the stories I used to listen to and the things I have experienced along the way, children naturally like to listen to strange things, although I tell it in a mess, put the cart before the horse, Chubby still listens to it with relish.

The next day, I woke up early. Chubby didn't want to eat alone in bed, so Song Yunjing promised him that he would carry him out and have breakfast with us. I'm afraid that because of me, I'll let Chubby go hungry and finish washing up a long time ago.

When I came out, I saw Murong Chuan, Boss Chen and his wife saying goodbye, Boss Chen was enthusiastic and kind, saying that it would be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and he would leave him for the holiday. But Murong Chuan said that he was in his life, and Boss Chen had no choice, but his expression was very regretful.

After breakfast, Murong Chuan went on the road alone, and we sent him out of the door of the inn as a farewell. Xiaopang had to come out with a limp, and reluctantly asked Murong Chuan to come to his house to play again.

After Murong Chuan's back completely disappeared from my line of sight, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Murong Chuan is too upright and upright, I am always very depressed in front of him, I dare not be as comfortable as I am with Song Yunjing, and I can talk and laugh at will. He and Song Yunjing are from the same family, but their personalities are diametrically opposed. Now that he is gone, only Song Yunjing and Beiqi are left, which makes me feel that the time has finally come for me to be in charge.

"Xiaodong?" The chubby next to me suddenly let out a startled voice.

Xiaodong? I felt that the name was familiar, and I couldn't help but look at it with Chubby's eyes. Next to the chrysanthemum bush stood a little girl of eight or nine years old, with a red face, two big watery eyes, and a pot of fiery manzhu sawa in her arms. I was stunned and exclaimed, "Xiaodong." ”

Xiao Dong walked towards us with Manzhu Sahua in her arms, her face was pale, her eyes were faintly filled with tears, "Sister......" She looked up at me crampedly, with a look of wanting to speak and stopping, and then looked at Xiao Pang again, biting her lip and sobbing: "Xiao Pang, my mother-in-law is her, she died." After saying a word, tears fell from his eyes like beads with broken threads.

Xiaopang turned his head to look at me, with a little immature maturity on his face, he lame and pulled Xiaodong into the room, sniffed and said: "Don't be too sad, Xiaodong, mother-in-law, she is so old, she has experienced delicious, fun, and good-looking, except for not being able to open you, there is no other regret." So you have to be strong and don't let your mother-in-law worry about you. ”

I silently listened to Xiaopang say these words, but I didn't expect to look at a dumbfounded child at a critical time. Song Yunjing and Beiqi

I was slightly taken aback when I saw Xiaopang leading Xiaodong into the door. Seeing Xiao Dong burst into tears again, he probably understood what was going on, and was silent with interest.

Xiao Dong lowered his eyelids and sobbed, "I know, but I'm still sad." I have a relative of my mother-in-law, and now that my mother-in-law is gone, I will be alone from now on. She covered her eyes and looked sad.

Boss Chen and his wife sighed slightly on the side, sighing that the child was pitiful. Xiaopang patted his chest and said very earnestly: "It's okay, we are good friends, I will take care of you." As long as my little fat has a bite to eat, I will never starve you......" The proprietress grabbed Chubby's hand and glared at him.

Xiao Dong saw the action of the proprietress, and the sadness in his eyes flashed. She shook her head and said, "Sister Sansheng helped me deal with my mother-in-law's funeral, and she told me to tell me to live with her in the future." You're a good friend of mine, I'm just here to talk to you. ”

Hearing that Xiaodong already had a place to go, the proprietress was obviously relieved.