() The drunken corpse groaned.

Legend has it that the naked/exposed virgin body was stabbed to death with a sharp weapon soaked in the daughter red and soul-locking flower liquid, and the soul will not enter the underworld after death, but will cross the water of the red crocodile, pass through the netherworld desert, and arrive at the extremely cold northland, as a sacrifice to hand himself over to the Tianyan Demon Clan, and at the same time can obtain a wish.

When people in the world mention ghosts and ghosts, they feel terrible and evil, but in fact, they are the most vulnerable, they can't get caught in the hot sun, they can't get drenched in the rain, they are afraid of dog blood, they are afraid of red scissors, they are afraid of obscenity, if the old monks in the Changshengmen recite a few verses, they are afraid that their heads will be like colic, and they can't live and die. Therefore, few people have set foot in this extremely long journey to the north, and the hardships they have to endure on the road are far more difficult for them than the sea of swords, mountains and fires, and they will be scattered if they are not careful. Qingchan's choice of this path is enough to see how much she hates me.

I sat in the garden and pounded the petals of various colors into juice with Xiangzhu.

The breeze is exciting, the clouds are blue and the sky is blue, the garden is full of colorful flowers, and the fragrance is intoxicating. Flocks of colorful butterflies dance in the stamens and dance with the flowers swaying in the wind. Occasionally, it swirls and flies, landing on my shoulders and hair.

This is an elegant manor in the northern suburbs of Xuancheng, and the owner of the garden is a humble and polite outsider, and has a lot to do with Yang Xiuyi. Once he saw me in the morning, he asked for warmth, and I was at a loss for what to do with my good attitude, and I was embarrassed to eat his food. What I hate the most is to owe favors, if he treats me badly, maybe I can eat his rice jar when I'm angry.

Then he mashed the petals of the pot, squeezed out the juice and poured it into the cup. Xiangzhu joked and said, "Miss, do you think we are spicy hands." ”

If I hadn't heard it, I threw a handful of clean petals into the pot and continued to tinker.

She sat here for about two hours, and she kept talking to me, all the time and all the time, and I was silent. I heard most of what she said when I traveled with my master in my early years, what Yizhou goddess appeared, Cangzhou corpses slaughtered the city, the mountain collapsed in Liumo County, the people of Chongzheng County evaporated overnight, and the six noble kings and grandsons of the capital have fought to break their heads and bleed in order to seek the first beauty in the world...... She chattered so much, just because she wanted me to pay attention to her, not that she cared about me much, but that Yang Xiuyi said that if I could speak, he would reward her with a few things.

From last night until now, I haven't spoken, I haven't eaten, only drank a few sips of water, today they said they wanted to make Baihua wine, asked me if I wanted to help, I nodded and came along.

It's not that I'm deliberately ignoring people, it's that I'm so upset that I don't know how to open my mouth.

No matter how reluctant I am to admit it, it is a fact that I like Yang Xiuyi. I don't know where it started, but unconsciously, like moisturizing things silently, quietly took root in my heart.

On Hongru Square, my consciousness was confused, and I became stupid again, and I was talking nonsense. But I remember all the words I said to him, and when I was unconscious, I didn't realize that there was something weird, and when I woke up, I touched the light in his eyes, and I really wanted to dig into the cracks in the ground. This delicate relationship made me not know how to face him, and I wanted to speak several times, but my throat was hoarse and my mouth was dry. Maybe Yang Xiuyi is right, I am timid, and I am easily frightened. Maybe in my last life, I was reincarnated as a turtle.

Other than that, what I don't always think about is the disparity between us, like a vast ravine, which is insurmountable. I can't go any further, or I'll fall into the abyss.

As soon as he thought of him, he appeared.

Chunman walked far away with the decoction, and halfway through, Yang Xiuyi suddenly shook to her side and took the bowl of decoction. He wore a light green shirt with silver hibiscus embroidery on the cuffs, a jade belt around his waist, and a jade pendant of good color. The complexion is white and jade, the eyebrows are picturesque, elegant and handsome, and the spring breeze fills the sleeves, like an immortal stepping on the clouds and stepping on the moon.

remembered that day in Hongru Square, he stood out from the crowd with a cold and lonely appearance. If it weren't for what I saw and heard with my own eyes and ears, I would never believe that he would look at me as small as a mayfly.

He put the medicine next to my hand and glanced at Xiangzhu, who immediately got up and said goodbye to me, and then ran away.

I glanced at him, and the wooden punch in my hand did not stop, grinding back and forth in the wooden basin.

He raised his hand to move the medicine bowl a little more, his finger bones tapped on the table, and he did not speak.

I continued to tinker, and he snatched the tub away and moved the medicine to me, and I frowned and glared at him. He looked at me with a smile in his eyes and interest.

I took the medicine, and drank it all with my head up, so bitter that my whole face was crumpled, and I put the empty bowl aside, and reached out to take it back. But he did not comply, and pushed the empty bowl again.

I looked at him in amazement, what was this? Do you want me to eat the bowl too?

I pushed the bowl away, and he moved it back, and I pushed it away, and he moved it again, and so on several times, and so on, I was annoyed, grabbed the bowl and put it on the stone bench on the other side, and then the porcelain bowl floated up and fell in front of my eyes.

I was annoyed: "Yang Xiuyi, you want to fight again, don't you?" ”

His eyebrows were raised, and he smiled: "Ken spoke?" ”

"You!"

He snorted lightly, turned his head sideways leisurely, his facial features were deep and exquisitely carved, his eyelashes were extremely long, like two small fans, rubbing the petals at random, and said lightly: "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

I said, "There's nothing uncomfortable except for you, the eyesore." ”

He chuckled: "Are you jealous that I'm better looking than you?" ”

I got up angrily: "Shameless! "Turning to leave, he grabbed me, so hard that I couldn't resist, and I crashed into his arms again. I looked up in a panic, and he looked at me deeply, his black eyes like thick ink that could not be dissolved. I tried to push him, but in vain.

My heart trembled, and I raised my voice and said angrily: "What do you want to do!" ”

I don't know when there is an extra jade pendant in his hand, hanging with a silver rope woven by a thousand-year-old frost silkworm, the jade is bright, the whole body is blue, and it flashes white fluorescence. He ruffled my hair, tied the jade pendant, and hung it on his chest, I reached out and touched it, surprised: "This is extreme tears?" Treasure? ”

Legend has it that a blue jewel condensed with the tears of the goddess. Although Master said that it was just a jeweler who made it up to speculate on the price, but he was in tears? Chen is indeed rare and valuable.

"The hairpin is too cumbersome, this thing is more convenient, even if you take a bath, you are not allowed to take it off, do you hear?"

I was going to say the tears? Chen is so precious, I can't accept it, but a sentence comes out of my mouth: "Why can't I solve it in the bath?" Do you want to peek at me in the shower? ”

As soon as the words came out, we were both stunned, and he hummed unnaturally: "Just your figure......" stopped abruptly halfway through speaking, and said with a strange face: "Actually, you are also in good shape." No, he added: "Really." ”

I know that he was afraid that I would remember what Qingchan said last night, and I was a sensitive person in his heart. I thank him for starting to care about my feelings, and if he had these realizations, I wouldn't have felt so inferior. But on the other hand, I thought that if he hadn't made fun of me in the early years, he wouldn't have cultivated my strong mentality, otherwise I would have collapsed long ago if I came to settle in Xuancheng and was often talked about.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he reached out and knocked me on the head: "Hey, I'm praising you." ”

I realized that I was still in his arms, so I hurriedly got up, thought about it, and said, "Yang Xiuyi, thank you for saving me." ”

He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Do you know that I am your savior?" ”

I muttered, "When did I forget?" ”

He snorted: "Didn't you still think I was an eyesore just now?" ”

Me: "......"

He knocked my finger bone on my forehead again, and said very seriously: "No thanks, I am your respected uncle, and I should save you." ”

My heart warmed: "Hmm. ”

"Huh? How do you umh the exit? He frowned: "This is my polite statement, you should say, no, I have to repay you." ”

Me again: "......"

I couldn't stop crying and laughing, suspecting that he had been dropped by someone, or that he had slept on a pillow last night and had broken his head.

I said, "But I have nothing to repay you, my shop is sealed, and I am penniless, and the only thing I am good at is witchcraft, and it is not of much use." ”

He looked at me calmly, his eyes sparkled slightly, shining, suddenly raised his lips, tilted his head and cheeks, looked at me with a smile, and tapped his fingers on the stone table, two times and three times, and said very slowly: "Well, it's nothing, but isn't there still you?" ”

My scalp suddenly went numb, and I said without thinking, "Do you want me to make a promise?" ”

He smiled and looked at me fixedly, and then looked away: "What is the promise of you?" You're ...... Ahem, you're in good shape, good, really. ”

I couldn't stand it any longer, so I kicked him, but he avoided it very quickly, and said angrily, "What are you doing? I'm complimenting you. ”

I was furious: "Who wants you to boast! I know my chest is flat, my waist is round, and my ass is flat! You're not boasting, you're pitying me! ”

I raised my hand to hit him again, but he grabbed my wrist and said unhappily: "Then you still say that I want you to make a promise?" Who do you think of me? With Entu, the villain who takes advantage of people's danger. ”

I blurted out, "Who told you to want to kiss me last night!" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I hurriedly bowed my head, where is the crack in the ground, where is the crack in the ground? Let me get in!

His voice was awkward: "You ...... last night"

I hurriedly interrupted him: "No, it was my dream that you were going to kiss me secretly, it was a dream, it was a dream......"

He immediately regained his naturalness and nodded calmly: "Well, it's a dream." ”

I was amazed, he was too efficient at whitewashing the peace. Seeing that he was so eager to clear up, I was a little dissatisfied, and suddenly said coldly: "Uncle Venerable's skills are really high, and he even knows my dreams?" ”

He raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "Why do you dream that I kissed you?" ”

Me: "......"

I was surprised again, he and him, he still dared to hit a rake? A thief shouts to catch a thief?

In a fit of rage, I moved it back to the tub and continued to pound it, swearing not to pay attention to him anyway.

He may also feel that he has gone too far, and coughed lightly: "The ninth ...... of the first month"

I glared at him, murderous.

He paused slightly, and his voice was soft: "Actually, we, we, you don't think it'......"

At this moment, a paper crane suddenly flew and landed on the stone table, and I snorted and smashed the wooden punch very loudly. He picked up the paper crane, smoothed it and swept it away, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and he looked at me: "It's for you." ”

I said in my heart that this guy is playing tricks on me again, I am full of turbidity, and it is difficult for any occult witchcraft to find me, let alone find my place with flowing paper cranes and pass on flying books.

I didn't bother to pay attention to it, and smashed the wooden punch into the seclusion. He sighed helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "Wei Zhen is crazy, Xia Yuelou was kidnapped, and after receiving the letter, he quickly went to Yizhou Cicheng to play in the snow one by one."