Isn't it disgusting?

deliberately disguised as the character and appearance he liked, and tried his best to get his like, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

scratching his head and pretending to be reserved, like a bitch in the flower building, shameless.

Do you hear that...... What he likes has always been just Bai Liao, a fictional person.

Not you.

……

Hua Yin returned to the B&B with a gloomy face, took two bottles of beer from the room, leaned on the corridor outside the room, and drank in a sullen voice against the faint glow of the full moon on the ground.

The slightly curly black hair covered the eyes, casting heavy shadows on the carefully crafted face, covering the gloom in the eyes, and the aura was even more alienated, and the living people should not be approached. The posture is lazy, and the slender figure is tall and thin, but it is difficult to hide the noble and luxurious temperament.

It was already past ten meridians, and the forbidden noon gate was closed. Without the order of the local officials, he was a mortal in the flesh at this time, and he could not enter the Yin and Yang Dao at all. The forbidden noon gate of the Sifang City is directly from the underworld, and you don't need to cross the Sansheng River, you just need to take the Ten Thousand Ghost Bridge in the underworld and then step across the Yin and Yang Road.

He has walked this road thousands of times, and naturally he knows it by heart.

So we have to wait three days. They didn't return until three days after their expedition and record-keeping activities, so there should still be time.

The wine was bottled down, but he was not drunk.

When Bai Liao came back, he passed by Hua Yin, and Hua Yin was silent and turned a blind eye, just leaning on the corridor and drinking non-stop, not even giving him a single afterglow. He lowered his eyes, his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't make a sound as if he had been choked by his throat, and he didn't say a word.

Hua Yin forgot how he fell asleep.

On the second day, he was woken up by Xue Tongtong.

He sat up from the bed, his white, bony hands resting on his brow bone, his temples uncomfortable. I only felt that my memory was vague, as if I had drunk a piece. Even how he slept in his bed was forgotten.

Xue Tongtong babbled something on the side, but he didn't listen to it much.

After a long pause, Hua Yin raised his head.

frowned and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"It's half past ten, I came to see it around six o'clock, but Mr. Bai said that you had a cold, and he didn't let us wake you up for breakfast." Xue Tongtong replied softly.

Hua Yin let out a soft and slow nasal voice, "Hmm." ”

"There's something I want to ask you." Xue Tongtong's eyes were a little cautious, and he said in a cautious voice, "This teacher named Bai Liao...... Is it the afterlife of your master? The two look almost identical. ”

Hua Yin stared at it and nodded slowly: "It should be, but it's not like it." The master has the bloodline of the ancient ghost master, which is almost imperceptible to Bai Liao. And the two personalities are so different that I can't tell them apart. ”

"I think so too. I think Bai Liao is more like the ideal type you told me before. ”

Hua Yin sneered in a low voice, looking at her with a hint of laughter in his eyes, "Really? Are you sure I wasn't talking to you about women......"

"Cut, I don't know what virtues you have in Qingyuan! Men and women all hook up ......"

Xue Tongtong's expression was very vivid, full of disgust.

"I, Ye Ruobai, dare to guarantee that you did tell me this in the flower building when you pointed to a gentle little man like water, and said that you were going to marry someone else, and let the family suffer from lovesickness in vain. Later, it reached the ears of your master, and he was punished for copying a whole stack of poems. Most of them are copied by me for you, and I can't hold the fan when I'm tired. ”