The female ghost doesn't dare and won't come to you at night, don't be afraid. ”

Seeing that Ye Tunan was about to move forward, Wen Zhi rushed out of his throat with all his strength, "Ye Tunan!" ”

The Taoist priest turned his head slowly, and his cold and puzzled gaze fell on the young man. The not-so-bright light pulled out a slender black shadow behind him, and the fairy-like handsome face hid behind the night, and he couldn't really see it.

Wen Zhi knows.

Those eyes have been looking at themselves. Serious and peaceful.

The young man walked a few steps quickly to catch up with him, and then stretched out his hand towards Chi Shuang, his clear eyes flashing with a determined luster.

Chi Shuang did not react immediately.

The expression was lazy and careless, and a cold light fell in his long and narrow eyes.

“……”

Wen Zhi didn't know whether he was nervous or scared, and silently swallowed twice.

He leaned closer, grabbed Chi Shuang's hand and tightened it again, and then stuffed his hand into his palm and held it.

This hand is ribbed and has slender knuckles. There is no calloon or roughness on the surface of the palm of the hand, and it is too perfect to be real.

The young man's eyes were faint, "Mrs. Fang told me that you have lived for two hundred years. Although his mother told him this to make him watch out for Ye Tunan, and to be on guard.

After all, the fact that an old man in his two hundred years old appeared next to him with a very young appearance was strange enough in itself.

Yes... Yes. He also remembered the time when he heard Ye Tu Nan Ye call Grandpa Ye for three years before, and he didn't take it to heart at that time, and he didn't take it seriously. Looking back now, everyone knows it......

Chi lowered his eyes and didn't say anything.

"You've always called me childish, and now I want to say. The child is very afraid of walking at night and is afraid of hitting a ghost, can you please ask Grandpa Ye to protect this child......

Wen Zhi lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Chi Shuang. The hand he held Chi Shuang trembled slightly because of uneasiness, because the man had never moved his hand from beginning to end, except for the moment when he was brought up.

Moreover, there is no statement.

"What's your name grandpa......" The Taoist grandfather's tone was vaguely dissatisfied.

Wen Zhi's heart jumped, his pupils moved slightly, and the light in his eyes became more and more dim, more and more dim. In the field of vision, the man is slowly withdrawing his hand, straight and cold.

After a few breaths, a hand gently patted the back of his neck, and Wen Zhi bent down. It was this beat that made his heartbeat more powerful and firm.

"You have also lived for more than a hundred years, what qualifications do you have to call me grandpa. Tell my brother to listen? ”

Wen Zhi propped up his body in disbelief, and turned his head to see the corners of the man's mouth hooked, and a lazy chuckle overflowing from his thin lips. It fell in his ears and stopped at the tip of his heart.

"Brother...... Brother a hammer! Calculate your age, at least you're an uncle! ”

A smile appeared on the young man's face, and the curvature of his lips became larger and larger, "Uncle, please advise!" ”

The indirect confession that even Feng'er was shy when he heard it echoed softly in his ears, "Son, that old Taoist priest covets you, you have to be careful!" Damn, my mother couldn't help but be bought by him. You're going to hold your ground! Stick to it for a longer time, you can't be too easily subdued, otherwise it will seem that you are very unprincipled! Not reserved yet! ”

"Uncle is uncle."

The man's hand passed through the young man's waist and wrapped it around his back, and gently, hugged him into his arms, "A child is a child, I can only barely raise you for a lifetime, who makes me older than you." ”

Wen Zhi pulled out a helpless smile: "I will be happier if I remove the word fu." ”

The night seemed to have been pierced by a naughty child, and the light of the stars was spilled out.

The wind gently blows a sweet smell.

The man who gave the red envelope was leaning against the tree in a coma, carrying a wad of compensation in his arms.