Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Evil Demon Bodhisattva's feelings are getting stronger

The scene in front of her was not what she imagined, she thought that as soon as she entered the door, she would see a decadent girl, holding her portrait to see things and think about people, and there would even be a wine jar in the ground. But at this time, it seems that this is not the case. The room was clean and bright, and the screen still stood between the bed and the couch. It's business as usual, it's calm. It's just that there is a person lying on the couch, it is Luo Chiyuan.

A little lost?

When he got closer and looked at it, he didn't seem to be asleep, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, and his eyelids kept fluctuating. She called softly: "Chi Yuan? ”

Luo Chiyuan's eyes widened in an instant, and he sat up.

Seeing that it was a detention forest, without saying a word, he dragged her to hug her, and cried! While crying, he said intermittently with slurred words: "Where did my sister go?" I've been looking for you for two days, thinking ...... Think you've been captured by the enemy. I didn't dare, cough, cough. Don't dare to ask people everywhere if they have seen you, for fear of causing you trouble...... I just pray that you left on your own because you hate me and don't want to be with me anymore......"

Well, listen to what she says, the saddest thing about her feelings is not that she disappeared without saying a word, but that she was more worried about what trouble she had encountered. This look, soft and charming, clingy and sensible, is even more abrasive than her fast-becoming sperm cat.

This kind of battle happened to him, and Jian Lin never thought about it.

Jian Lin's waist was held tightly, and the people were crying pitifully, out of breath. For a moment, she actually felt a little guilty. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she stretched out her hand and stroked Luo Chiyuan's hair to express comfort.

While crying, Luo Chiyuan sat up. As if suddenly remembering her strength, she let go of her arms, afraid that her hug would hurt the forest. He gently took Gulin's hand and rested his forehead on her shoulder. Big tears dripped on the coat of the detention forest, with a crying tone, and said aggrievedly: "Sister, if you want to go out for a few days in the future, you have to tell me in advance, otherwise I will be worried." ”

is so coquettish, I really can't refuse, and the strong desire to protect has been carried away. At this moment, Jian Lin temporarily forgot that he was an evil demon, and just wanted Luo Chiyuan to close the dam that broke the embankment in his eyes first. Then he warmed his tone and said, "Sister promised you not to cry." ”

"Take it when you see it" Luo Chiyuan must know this well, seeing that she agreed, he sobbed for a while, and then began to regulate his emotions by himself, but he couldn't stop shedding tears. She gently shook Jian Lin's arm, not knowing whether to coax herself or Jian Lin: "I'll see if my sister is hungry and thin." ”

Jian Lin: "No, don't worry. ”

Luo Chiyuan gradually calmed down, and did not look for a handkerchief, and wiped left and right on the cloud sleeve. The eyes were red and swollen, and they looked cute. Gu Lin couldn't help but laugh "poof".

Seeing that Jian Lin smiled, Luo Chiyuan buried his face on her shoulder again. pulled up the cloud sleeves to cover the side of his face, and said angrily: "Sister, you still laugh at me, isn't it because of you?" ”

"Sister is wrong, Chi Yuan don't cry anymore."

As he spoke, he asked himself secretly, "What are you talking about?" ”

It's getting more and more like a mortal, and even the girl is coaxed, which is really shameful!

It's okay, since I met this girl, I have done unprecedented things one after another. If there are more lice, you are not afraid of itching, so let it go if you break the jar.

Luo Chiyuan put on his shoes, ran to the dressing table and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, crying and laughing: "Oops, it's swollen like this, it's ugly!" He quickly took a wooden basin and scooped water to wash his face, and then sat down in front of the dressing table and began to hairpin hairpins. While still chattering: "Sister, I think I may be a little talented." In the past, when people and animals left, I was a little lost, but I wasn't sad. So I went on with my life as usual, thinking that I would be happy again, and then I was really happy again. So this time, I also felt that I should do what I had to do, and then when I woke up, my sister would come back. Now it seems, sure enough, I am a prophet. ”

Well, it's time to sleep, it's time to clean. Except that I didn't do the daily errands of supporting my family.

Detention Lin just calmly returned: "It should be like this." But I couldn't help but be a little moved in my heart, the two just met in Pingshui and worshiped indiscriminately. This girl is so devoted to herself, and she is bent on demonizing her. Although Jian Lin usually treats mortals like this, in the face of Luo Chiyuan, he feels that it is not appropriate to do so again and again.

"I'm not going to deliver bread today anyway, I'm going to have a day off. To make cakes every day, the hair is only tied tightly and it is the most practical, and there is almost no difference all day long. I want to make a hairpin look better today, can my sister help me comb my hair? ”

It's a bit of a hassle, it's easy to use illusion hairpins, but it's never been done to comb someone's hair yourself. Perhaps out of guilt, Detention Lin did not refuse. Or to the dressing table, hard to put on the hairpin.

clumsily coiled for a long time, and I couldn't tell what kind of bun I was combing. Luo Chiyuan still laughed stupidly, talking in pieces, praising her for her "skillful skills", convinced of this sister's strength, and only regarded her as a newly created bun for herself. Barely a hairpin, tight to be tight, that is, the left and right are asymmetrical, round not round, not square, strange shape. But looking through the mirror, it has a "unique" beauty.

Naturally, the beauty is Luo Chiyuan's own appearance, except for her, this strange bun is probably something that few mortals can bear.

By this time, Jian Lin had no strong yearning for going down the mountain to collect grievances, but wanted to eat the noodles made by Luo Chiyuan. So, she didn't go back to the city that day, only accompanied Luo Chiyuan to eat and chat, and the two played with the tanuki Xiangxiang for a day.

In the next few days, the detention forest returned as soon as the day came, and the relationship between the two gradually became stronger.

The four of them did not sit in a sedan chair or catch a car, and the three people who cultivated immortals were all anxious, for fear that if they were a moment late, the Emperor would slip away. If Fengzhi wasn't worried that the two apprentices wouldn't be able to handle Yang Weihuan, he would even want to go to Nirvana Mountain. So, now I don't care about whether Yang Weihuan will vomit or scream because of the shapeshift. The heart method was greatly moved, and the four of them disappeared in Yangfu together, and appeared on the top of Nirvana Mountain in an instant.

"Ahem...... God King Bodhisattva, cough, vomit ......"

Not surprisingly, Yang Weihuan's eyes were possessed by Venus and she was disgusted, and the discomfort caused by the first transfiguration and image change to her body came as promised. Chang Tingwan's body moved forward, but he didn't take a step.

Over the years, Chang Tingwan has cared a lot about this mother. But when she cared, she was beaten a lot of times, which had to discourage her.

Although Yang Liu'an hated the mother of her junior sister very much, the nature in her bones was difficult to change, so she still drove her to step forward to hold the person, patted her back and poured aura into it to soothe her.

"Xiaoliu can take care of it, you come with me." Maple Branch summoned the two of them and walked quickly towards the only courtyard not far away.

The fence is empty, and the courtyard is filled with the smell of vegetables.

Qing Mad raised his voice slightly: "Disturb the master, let's get the shortbread we just ordered." ”

No one answered.

Changting said lately: "Your Excellency, at this hour, I'm afraid that the cooking is too loud to hear." ”

Kaede nodded and pushed the door in. The three of them opened their spiritual senses to search the entire courtyard, and there were many small grievances in the courtyard, but the strange thing was that instead of a trace of sharp malice, these grievances were all gentle and peaceful, flying and playing one by one.

When I found the room, there was only a strong purple light and a net-like aura left in it. The door of the room was not closed, and Qing Mad stepped forward and opened the half of the door curtain with the Shaohua sword. Winter melon and roasted mutton were stewed on the stove, and the white mist shrouded the roof, filling the whole room with the fragrance.

But the cook, but not here.

There was also a door in the room, which looked like a cellar, and there was a ladder placed there.

Qing Mad asked again, "Is the master inside?" I'm going to pick up the shortbread I just ordered. ”

There was finally a sound under the cellar: "Who?" Wait a minute......"

Luo Chiyuan carried a small jar of wine, and gradually emerged from under the cellar, and saw that the person who came was another sister with clear eyebrows, wearing a school uniform that was very similar to the Taoist who had just ordered two baskets of cakes.

She smiled and said, "This sister, you called me just now?" ”

Qing Mad said: "Exactly, I'm here to get the two baskets of shortbread ordered by Fang Cai's teacher." ”

Luo Chiyuan wondered: "Your master actually sent you alone to fetch the bread?" Isn't it possible that you're just like me, born with divine powers, and do some hard work every day? ”

"Not alone."

It was a voice from outside the door, very indifferent, and there was no emotion. The three of them walked in one by one, and the room was instantly much narrower. Luo Chiyuan smiled solemnly: "Brother Dao Chang is a real person, although the cake is heavy, it can't use so many people. ”

Yang Weihuan suddenly stepped forward quickly, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the Cake Bodhisattva?" I often go to Luo Ji soup noodles, but in fact, it is not the soup noodles that gluttonize him, but your shortbread. By the way, why didn't you deliver the cake a few days ago? ”

Yang Liu'an looked at Changting Wan with an incredulous expression, and then received a Ling Ling: "Senior sister, look, as long as Mrs. Yang is not to me, she is usually easy-going." At least people don't mess with her, and she doesn't trouble others. ”

This is also the reason why Changting Wan has not made up his mind to confront Yang Weihuan for many years. When she left her father, Changting Wan actually didn't have any memory, and over the years she listened to Yangwei Huan's old accounts with oil and vinegar, which made her preconceived feeling that it was her father and Yangweihuan's early experience that made her have hysteria, and the only person who could torture and vent her every day was herself. Always tell myself over and over again: "This is never what my mother originally meant, she must have a hard time, she can't control herself, so she is so cruel." ”

It's just that he has a grudge against himself, and he doesn't affect others, so he may not be a complete bad person, right? Who will have a good face for the enemy? Chang Tingwan convinced himself so.

Luo Chiyuan rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand: "You are?" Be...... Mrs. Yang? ”

Yang Weihuan suddenly said coquettishly: "Oh, thanks to the Dao Chief, he is a fairy!" You see, my Nirvana reborn figure and appearance was what he did in an instant with a wave of his finger. ”

Then he asked with a look of adoration: "Dao Chief, this, can you talk about these things outside?" ”

Maple Branch: "......"

Qing Mad said helplessly: "Can you say it, you have already said it." ”

The rest: "......"