Xing Ruyi stared at Han Baoyu in front of him, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and held back.

Before coming to Han's house, she hadn't imagined Han Baoyu's appearance, but she didn't expect him to be like this-woo, the whole body looked like a steamed steamed bun.

The town is not big, and although the Han family lives in a relatively remote area, they have met a few times on the street. Han Baoyu and Han Dongcao look quite similar, but their faces are not very different. Han Dongcao is a standard goose egg face, with a pair of watery apricot eyes, it can be regarded as a symbol of beauty. If she wasn't good-looking, her ex-in-laws wouldn't have given up their money to marry her.

Han Baoyu also had a pair of apricot eyes, but he had a square face. It's ugly, but it's not ugly, but it's not as good-looking as his sister Han Dongcao. Han Baoyu did read, but he didn't read it in his head, in the fox's words, he was carrying a book and pretending to be Swen. The books are available, and Sven is also pretended, but in essence, he is a ruffian. Pity his sister Dongcao, who thought that his younger brother was a learned person, and was expecting him to come back with a top prize.

Xing Ruyi didn't know what Han Baoyu looked like when she was admitted to the top prize, but she could see it clearly what Han Baoyu looked like when she became a big steamed bun. At this moment, she squatted in front of the big steamed bun, with her hands on her cheeks, staring at his face with a smile.

"Tell me, what bad things have you done?"

Han Baoyu's face was also swollen, and those apricot eyes were squeezed into a slit by the flesh on his face. He tried to open it, but found it useless. opened his mouth, and before he could utter a syllable, his pair of strange fathers and mothers rushed out of the courtyard, and shouted one by one, as if singing a song: "My Baoyu, my heart, why is your dead ghost sister so ruthless." ”

Xing Ruyi frowned and looked ahead, Han Baoyu's dead ghost sister Han Dongcao was standing under the shade of a tree not far away. Her expression, Xing Ruyi can't describe, it's probably the kind of grievance and disappointment mixed together.

"It's not Sister Wintergrass!"

"You little girl, how can you speak here, stay away from my Baoyu." Han, who was still crying just now, suddenly changed his face, and directly pushed Xing Ruyi aside.

"I'm not a little girl, I'm Xing Ruyi."

"I don't care about you Xing Ruyi, but it's still not as Ruyi." Han glanced at her and squatted down to pick up her son, who had turned into a steamed bun.

"With such a bad attitude, I originally wanted to save your son, but now it seems that there is no need for it." Xing Ruyi clapped his hands.

"What did you say, you saved my son? Just such a little girl like you. ”

"I'm a little girl, but my master is not."

"Your master? Who is your master? ”

"Who is my master, why should I tell you." Xing Ruyi also glanced at Han: "I kindly remind you, your son won't live long." While he still had a breath, he hurried to the coffin at the west end of the town to lay out the largest coffin. Ordinary, you can't stuff him. ”

"You damn girl, dare to curse my son!" Han raised his hand.

"Hit, hit here." Xing Ruyi pointed to his white and tender face: "It's light, your son is not surnamed Han, if it's heavy, I'll guarantee that he will be finished immediately." ”

"You old woman, what kind of mess." Old man Han didn't drink today, his mind was clearer than before, he grabbed Han Shi and gave her a look: "Dead horses are treated as live horse doctors, if you don't find her master, it will be difficult to watch our son die." ”

After speaking, Chong Xing Ruyi smiled, bent down and asked, "Little girl, who is your master?" Can you find him and save my son? It can be as much money as you want. ”

"How much silver is there?" Xing Ruyi tilted his head and asked, "But you don't have much silver at home, except for the string of copper coins in the drawer, those broken silver have long been exchanged for wine by you." ”

Old man Han's face was a little ugly.

"Fortunately, my master doesn't want silver, he wants something else."

"What does your master want?"

"Lifespan, twenty years."

"Twenty years?" Old man Han stretched out two fingers: "My son is twenty years old?" ”

"Hmm!"

"Ten years is not okay? No, five years, five years won't work. For the remaining fifteen years, with the top of my wife's son. ”

"Why do you use mine?"

"If you don't need you, is it possible to use our Baoyu?"

"Yours, use yours." Han pouted aggrievedly: "I, Baoyu, will soon be a big official, if you want to enjoy happiness, let me die." I'm dead, and you're just looking for another little wife, aren't you? Don't deny it, I know, you fell in love with that Wang Guihua early on, and I wish I had died sooner. ”

"You are talking nonsense, can I take a fancy to that widowed Wang Guihua?" Old man Han glared, looking like he was greatly insulted: "What I like is Chun Niang who buys wine." Ah, phew, when has this been, you're still talking about this. Do you want to save our son? ”

"I knew you hooked up with that Chun Niang, otherwise, you can use all the money from our Baoyu's studies to buy wine. I'll kill you, I'll kill you old thing. ”

"Stop! You think I don't dare to take a break, don't you? Old man Han was angry, Han choked his neck, raised his hands and didn't move.

Xing Ruyi felt noisy, covered her ears and watched them act, she almost saw it, and got up to leave, but was stopped by Old Man Han.

"Little girl, do you think this will work, our family Han Baoyu has five years, I have seven years, and my wife has eight years, do you think it will work?"

Xing Ruyi tilted his head to look at Han, and although Han was a little reluctant, he still nodded.

"Okay then, you carry him back first, I'll go find my master, and I'll come in a while." Xing Ruyi waved his hand and ran to a secluded place with the corner of his skirt.

There were people in the crowd who recognized her and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't this the daughter of Aunt Jiang'er's family?" When did you recognize a master who can exorcise evil spirits? ”

"I thought about it a few years ago. Her father, Xing Shusheng, has a lot of strange friends, and it's not strange to have one who can exorcise evil spirits. ”

"Also, in Aunt Sauce's house, it's normal for someone to come out and what to do."

Xing Ruyi didn't hear the discussion here, and she didn't pay attention to it.

When she ran to a place where no one was looking, she put her hands to her mouth and called softly: "Fox, fox, come out quickly!" ”

A ray of sunshine sprinkled from behind Xing Ruyi, followed by a handsome Lang Jun.

The fox dressed in white looked down at Xing Ruyi, and lightly nodded on the top of her head with his hand: "Looking for me?" ”

"Fox, why did you run behind me?"

Xing Ruyi screamed and hugged the fox's leg with his hand.

"I want to see if you're really looking for me."

"Looking for you, looking for you, looking for you." Xing Ruyi looked up: "Do me a favor, can you catch a ghost?" ”

"The one that trapped Han Baoyu?"

"So you know it all."

"Of course I know." The fox sighed: "You forgot, I told you that I divided half of my mind on you. ”

"Then will you help?"

"For the sake of you calling me master." The fox looked down at those eyes: "Well, that's a good name!" ”

"Master! Master! Xing Ruyi screamed sweetly, but he didn't see the loss hidden in the fox's eyes.

Although the master is good, he wants to hear another one.

Forget it, your daughter-in-law, raise it slowly.

Outside the courtyard of the Han family, those who watched the excitement had not yet dispersed. The Han couple, who finally carried Han Baoyu into the house, were standing in the courtyard talking in rough clothes at this time.

"Old man, can you believe what you say about that little girl?"

"Believe it or not, what's the matter, if her master is really as powerful as she said, our Baoyu will be saved. If she's a liar, we have nothing to lose, but ......"

"But what?"

"I think it's true, you don't know about the money in our drawer, how did her little girl know, it must have been told to her by her master."

"I forgot if you didn't mention this stubble, didn't you say that our family's money was taken away by the dead girl of Dongcao? Why did the little girl say that you took all the loose silver to buy wine, and that the string of copper coins was in the drawer? That drawer? You tell me honestly, you're hiding in that drawer. ”

"Look, that little girl is back, and there's a person with her." Old man Han stood up with a sigh, and by the way, he succeeded in making Han forget about the copper coin.

Xing Ruyi walked in front, and the fox followed behind with his hands behind his back.

Xing Ruyi lowered his head, and from time to time he had to purse his lips and snicker. At first, she didn't understand why the master wanted to turn herself into an old Taoist priest, looking ugly. But it wasn't until she arrived outside Han's house that she knew that the master had a deep meaning. If what she brought back was a master who was full of fairy energy and looked much more handsome than Han Baoyu, nine times out of ten, they wouldn't believe Old Man Han.

"Master, you're the master, right? Please, save my son, save my son. ”

"I see." The fox avoided Old Man Han's hand and led Xing Ruyi into the house: "Explain to those people outside, stay away, if you are accidentally injured by a female ghost, I don't care." ”

"Got it, I'll go out and talk about it." Old man Han gave Han a look, and Han reluctantly went out.

I don't know what Old Man Han said to those people, the people who originally stretched their necks to watch the excitement dispersed one by one.

"It's lively and beautiful, but this life is more important." The fox stood in front of the window, without raising his head, and answered the question in Xing Ruyi's heart.

Xing Ruyi stuck out his tongue, didn't speak, and stood obediently in front of the window, but his eyes looked at the woman sitting on Han Baoyu, or the female ghost. At this time, she was looking at each other with a pair of white Sensen's scary eyes and a fox disguised as an old Taoist priest.

"Sister, do you know Han Baoyu?" Xing Ruyi looked at the female ghost and asked softly, "Don't you think he's disgusting when you sit on him?" ”