Shallow Fall has been banging on the door for more than ten minutes.

Qianluo put his head on the door, and said helplessly: "Miss Zhang, Princess Zhang, Ancestor Zhang, can you open the door?" What did I do wrong again? This is my room, you know? ”

Zhang Youwei took a deep breath indoors and didn't reply.

Qianluo continued to knock on the door: "You give me a face to open the door, can you let me go in and sleep?" My biological clock is messed up now, and I haven't slept on time since the accident has been tracked until now, the pants thing, I'm wrong, it's my fault for all the mistakes, and it has nothing to do with the manufacturer and your own size, I admit it's wrong, can you let me in? ”

Zhang Youwei still sat on the bed and didn't speak.

Asa Luo threatened: "I'm kicking the door—"

Zhang Youwei jumped up suddenly, grabbed the mouse and turned off the page of the diary, but I don't know what the computer is crazy about, it's stuck here, the whole page is as steady as a rock, Zhang Youwei clicked several times, and finally got anxious, trying to deduct the battery, but I was afraid that the computer would save the page and open it later, so I could only wait.

Seeing that she didn't speak, she was a little anxious, but she couldn't kill her, so she could only be comforted with kind words: "Don't you want to hear what my senior sister said to me?" Do you know that my division has brought in a big sponsorship? Don't you want to hear what happened when I overspent Zhou Xiaoming? ”

Zhang Youwei forced the task manager to close the page, and was afraid that she would be in a hurry and kick the door directly, so she could only ask: "What happened?" ”

Qianluo smiled and said: "Hey, you know, the feng shui here is not as good as your family, I was inexperienced for the first time, but Zhou Xiaoming's breath was not enough for me to overtake her, and I couldn't send it away when I was half out of breath, so I could only use that method......"

She was saying deliberately, when she suddenly saw Zhang Youwei slam open the door with a pale face: "You gave her mouth-to-mouth?" ”

Asano smiled evilly and blinked.

Zhang Youwei pulled the door over with a cold face and was about to slam it slammed on, but was stopped by a shallow smile, the two of them stared at each other, the other squinted, looked at each other for a long time, and finally smiled lightly: "You are stupid for me, where can I be overtaken if I am not ready, I am not afraid of being sucked by ghosts?" Tease you, come on, let me go in and sleep for a while......"

Zhang Youwei used the strength in his hand to close the door, and squeezed half of his shoulder into it, and said pitifully: "You close it, you'd better clamp me to death, so that I can't sleep until I die......"

Zhang Youwei pulled the door open, slammed it on her, and shook her hand into the house. Qianluo walked in with his smashed shoulder, and said aggrievedly: "What are you doing in my room?" How long has it been since I've slept to give people over, and I have to talk to my master, do you know how much energy it takes me? ”

Zhang Youwei picked up a pillow and smashed it on her face: "If you want to sleep, sleep less!" ”

Shallow: "...... I'll tell you a bedtime story, I also have a little nephew, guess who? ”

Zhang Youwei paused with her back to her figure, and after a while, she slowly turned her head and looked at her vigilantly: "You accepted Zhou Xiaoming?" ”

Shallow: "...... I really don't want to talk to you, I'm going to sleep. She said that, with a hurt face, she fell directly on the bed and fell asleep, and she didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Youwei. Zhang Youwei seemed to sense some threat, and when she stopped talking, she changed her previous appearance, sat on the edge of the bed and frowned, "Who did you accept?" ”

Qianluo grabbed a pillow and pasted it on his head, turned his back to Zhang Youwei, and didn't speak.

Zhang Youwei snatched the pillow, threw it to the ground, and asked, "Speak!" ”

Qianluo sat up from the bed abruptly, and said aggrievedly: "I said that it was my nephew!" I didn't take it! You're older than me! ”

The expression on Zhang Youwei's face softened slightly: "Shallow? ”

Qianluo lay down with a plop again, grabbed the quilt to cover his face: "You don't listen to me well, I'm not good with you." ”

Zhang Youwei was about to snatch her quilt, when she suddenly saw a black animal hair on the quilt, and frowned: "Why do you still have hair on the quilt?" ”

Qianluo comfortably got into the quilt: "I slept with the night baby, and now the night baby doesn't want me, I don't have to hold it when I sleep." As he spoke, he closed his eyes and patted the bed next to him and motioned for Zhang Youwei to lie down: "Why don't you sleep with you in the future?" ”

After saying this, I didn't get a response from Zhang Youwei for a long time, and the whole room was surprisingly quiet, and the sound of cicadas outside could be heard.

The air pressure in the room didn't seem right.

Shallow fall was a little sluggish, and it took a while to open his eyes hesitantly.

Then, without exception, she saw Zhang Youwei's stinky face, but this face seemed to be a little more than the previous look of ignoring it...... Disdain.

Zhang Youwei narrowed her eyes and looked at her quietly condescendingly.

Qianluo seemed to notice something, subconsciously shrunk into the quilt, dragged the quilt a little higher, buried half of his face in it, only showed a pair of pitiful eyes to look at Zhang Youwei, and whispered: "You know, our night baby is a cat, when I hold it, it is a soft and fluffy kitten...... ...... who also eat cat food"

Zhang Youwei raised her eyebrows.

Qianluo jumped down again, the little paw grabbed the quilt tighter, and the voice was a little lower: "...... Well, you have to know that it didn't bite me, nor did it cry and shout for a goldfish from me......"

Zhang Youwei's face became even more ugly when she heard the word goldfish, and she said word by word: "You try it again?" ”

Qianluo snorted: "You know, kitten, at most, I'll just sprinkle a coquette's in your arms and lick you......"

Zhang Youwei stood up suddenly, walked out as soon as her sleeve fell, reached out and took the sword placed at the head of the bed, and strode out of the door. Qianluo hurriedly jumped up from the bed and chased out barefoot: "Zhang Xiaowei, what are you going to do......"

Zhang Youwei turned around and sneered: "Grandma went to the underworld to cut that cat!" ”

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Zhang's car slowly stopped at the gate of a school, it was the time of the end of school, and the school gate was crowded with high school students after school.

The wisp of incense floated in the air, moving little by little with the wind, slowly drifting in one direction.

The old man in red was already out of breath just by sitting in the comfortable carriage. The red dress on her body at the moment has faded a little, like red paper soaked in water, the color fades little by little, her clothes have become very wrinkled, and her face, which has lived thousands of years, is wrinkled, only a pair of eyes are still bright.

Asa put down the car, opened the door for the old man, and helped the old man down. Many of the students who were leaving school at the entrance of the middle school looked this way, but most of them only saw the door open, and did not see anyone coming out.

Holding the incense burner in his hand, he helped the man in red to walk step by step towards the crowd, the incense was no longer scattered, gathering in the air, surrounding a person.

It was a very fair-looking girl, with short hair that looked very capable, but it seemed that she didn't like to dress up, the bangs on her head were casually clamped on her head with a bundle of rubber bands, and her forehead was very wide, and the whole person was white and delicate, the curvature of her chin was very soft, and she was listening to a song with headphones.

The woman in red opened her mouth, but she didn't speak, so she could only look at her like this.

At this moment, the green light came on, and many students began to walk towards the opposite side of the school, and countless young bodies passed over the body of the woman in red, and she just stood there in a daze, looking at the young girl in the smoke. The girl looked up, and was about to walk across the road, when one hand was raised to take off the headset on her left—

She paused.

The girl's eyes turned quietly, first at the bloodied shallow fang, and then at the woman in red beside him. The scene was very peculiar, in the crowd, wrapped in young life, an old man with a thin and withered face was being embraced, and his eyes were distracted to look at the upright young girl in front of him.

The girl held the headphones in her hand and did not take them off, and the music in her ears was loud enough to cover up the noisy crowd.

Then, casually, the girl turned her head and walked across the road.

The woman in red was a little flustered for a while, and from the direction of the child's eyes, she must have seen herself, and she must have seen the shallow release, but she just walked over, bypassed the two people in front of her, and continued to walk in the direction of her home.

Qianfang asked softly: "Senior, do you want to chase?" ”

The woman in red muttered, "She didn't see me? ”

"It should have been seen, but now people don't believe in any ghosts and gods, if this child sees the ability of ghosts again, presumably the parents will only send them to the hospital, and if they come and go, they should not be seen, so as not to cause trouble and be regarded as crazy." ”

The woman in red hesitated for a moment, but said, "Let's catch up, can you Qianshi accept a disciple with a foreign surname?" ”

He smiled and said, "Of course I accept it, since I have the qualifications, I will definitely accept it." ”

The woman in red was about to catch up, but she suddenly stopped, sighed, and asked, "If she is not a ghost master, is there any way to protect her?" ”

Hearing this, he smiled slightly.

When she asked herself, she must have been worried about her own disciples.

Shallow lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said with a smile: "Naturally." Some of the disciples in the sect are idle, and they can take turns to protect her, as long as the seniors can afford it. ”

The woman in red asked, "Where is your master?" ”

Qianfang said: "It's better to talk to me if the seniors have anything to say, after all, only I know about the master's death until now." ”