Ji Zihan looks sweet, and at this time she is even more deliberately flattering, her voice is sweet and soft-spoken, and no one who listens to it will not bear to embarrass her again. A good word really loosened Bai Wuchang's face, she observed the words and expressions beside her, her heart was happy, her eyes rolled, she had a plan, and then she smiled brightly: "I think the gentleman seems to have promised that little servant a very good thing, but the gentleman is also kind to help, how can you let you pay out of your own pocket for my business, otherwise, you can take another pill and give it to him." ”

After saying that, he looked at him with a pair of apricot eyes, and fanned his eyelashes a few times with more force, looking like he was thinking about him and flattering him.

Bai Wuchang couldn't stand her coquettish and cute little appearance, and deliberately reprimanded quite unfavorably: "What kind of weird look are you? I don't put it away for this gentleman yet. However, your girl's eyesight is not bad, that is a full-time alchemy servant in the underworld, he has a complete Ding furnace in his house, and it doesn't take much effort to grind some rough stones, so you don't care about these, you have your own plans. ”

Just kidding, there are ninety of them in such a pocket of stones, if he really lets him grind them out one by one, how much effort will it take him? He's not that stupid! There is a ready-made alchemy boy in the underworld, and it happens to be a good friendship with him, and it is not too convenient to use public weapons or anything for private use.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he was smug, and suddenly thought of something, the wind of words changed, he snorted heavily from his nostrils, pinched his throat and said in a strange voice: "You still have time to take care of other things, and you don't look at your own idea of cultivation, as far as Benjun knows, the current world is not very peaceful, you still keep the pill and eat a few more pills, Benjun doesn't want to become a sky-high price to indirectly your soul." ”

Despite the meanness of Impermanence, Ji Zihan has been with him for so long, and he can still see his ambiguous male nature from his behavior, and he was inexplicably moved for a while. She honestly and obediently stuffed the cloth bag into her bag, and opened her mouth to say something grateful, but Bai Wuchang waved her hand and intercepted the conversation.

I saw his right hand curled. took his thumb and pinched the remaining four fingers, Ji Zihan only felt funny in his eyes, is this the legendary pinching of fingers? suddenly saw that his face was solemn, and he said to her in a deep voice: "What a grinding girl." When the hour comes, don't come with me soon. ”

After saying that, without Ji Zihan's tone, he took the lead and walked straight towards the misty stone bridge in the east.

He walked eagerly. Ji Zihan also hurriedly followed, and went up the stone bridge after Bai Wuchang, but because the fog on the bridge was too thick, even if she was almost close to Bai Wuchang, she still couldn't see his close figure.

Now he is her lifesaver, don't lose it, Ji Zihan moved her fingers slightly, grabbed it to her side, and in the dark, she grabbed a handful of cold and slippery clothes, and quickly held it in her hand. I don't know if she grabbed the corners of Bai Wuchang's clothes or the sleeves of her robe, in short, she refused to let go of her hand, anyway, Bai Wuchang didn't wave her hand away.

So step by step across the stone bridge, the scene in front of you gradually cheerful, only to see the bridgehead stone pier next to the stone stove of blue bricks, the red bricks burned densely in a circle, not even a stove with firewood, I don't know what is burning inside, far away from the distance, I have already felt the steam and heat radiating from the stone stove.

There was also a pitch-black iron pot on the stone stove. The mouth of the pot is chest-high, with a long spoon handle, Ji Zihan curiously stood on tiptoe and looked into the iron pot, through the misty white steam. I vaguely saw a pot of dark brown soup inside, bubbling with water.

No matter how stupid Ji Zihan is, she can probably guess what kind of soup is cooking in this pot, but she looked left and right, and she didn't see any other people nearby. Her hand also pulled at the white impermanent robe and did not let go, and the thick fog lifted at this time. She didn't have the consciousness to let go, but pulled the corner of the robe on her hand very easily, and asked suspiciously: "This soup pot is well placed here, why can't you see the trace of Meng Po?" Your Majesty brought me here not to give me Meng Po soup, right? I'm reincarnated, not reincarnated. ”

Bai Wuchang tried to pull off his sleeve robe back, but she grabbed it tightly, and he didn't move at all, he didn't bother to pull it, so he let her go, but she was really irritable, and she dared to doubt herself, so she frowned unconsciously, and reprimanded softly: "Of course Benjun knows that you are returning to the yang, but the order to return to the hometown is collected at Meng Po, if you don't come here to ask her for it, how will you return the yang?" ”

"So that's the case, I said it earlier, and I was worried in vain." Ji Zihan shook the sleeves of the robe in his hand, and saw Bai Wuchang staring at his hand angrily, so he had to reluctantly let go of his fingers, the robe was held by her for a long time, and at this time it slipped off casually, and there was no wrinkle at all, it was still so smooth and smooth, Ji Zihan's eyes were shining, and it was immediately rare.

Seeing the obsessive look on her face, Bai Wuchang followed her gaze, raised his hands and glanced at the wide robe and big sleeves of his body, and didn't find anything strange, he couldn't help but snort lightly, and said in disgust: "The little girl who has never seen the world is just a shark yarn woven by the moonlight of the sharks of the South China Sea, is it worth it for you to be like this?" ”

"Sharks? Isn't that a mermaid? Ji Zihan's eyes were round, her hands stretched out, and she grabbed the corner of the white impermanent robe in her hands again, and held the silk robe to her cheek with infinite cherishment, rubbed it carefully, and kept muttering: "It's really ice and slippery, it's worthy of a hundred gold dragon yarn!" ”

She didn't care, in Bai Wuchang's eyes, but it was an indescribable intimate gesture, thinking that he had never been so close to people whether he was alive or dead, and at this time she was troubled, and her cheeks were crimson, and she was uncomfortable.

He exerted his strength in his hand, pulled it hard, and snatched back his sleeve from her hand, and shouted angrily: "You still know that this shark yarn is worth 100 gold, why don't you know how to cherish Benjun's clothes, and take Benjun's clothes to wipe your face, you can think of it!" ”

"What, I cherish it very much, how can I use it to wipe my face, you ...... it wrong" Ji Zihan retorted on his lips, and his eyes also looked at his face, and as far as his eyes touched, he saw that the pale porcelain grimace was actually smeared with a suspicious flush, and she couldn't tell whether it was beautiful or weird, her heart jumped, and she pointed to his face so shocked that she couldn't speak, "you" for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "Your Majesty, you're afraid that you're too close to the stove, and your face is cooked by the fire." ”

Knowing that she was talking nonsense, Bai Wuchang had no other way, so he had to nod his head according to her words and said: "Yes, the fire is burning so strongly, I don't know where this Meng Po ran to hide, see me turn around and don't ask her guilt." (To be continued.) )

PS: Everyone is happy~