I was standing by the tub, and I really didn't know where to start.

Long Xuanling took my hand and pressed my palm against his broad shoulder.

"You, you, better wash yourself." I hurriedly brought him a clean cloth and asked him to wash himself.

"Luo Anzhi, this time, if it weren't for the surname Gu, he wouldn't have fallen to such a point." With that, Long Xuanling pressed his chest and let out a low cough.

"Are you alright? Could it be that the demonic spirit has also entered the body? I leaned over to look at his chest.

Judging from this appearance, Long Xuanling was not injured.

As a result, as soon as I leaned over, Long Xuanling raised his hand and hooked my neck, and the cold lips were pasted in an instant, and I couldn't avoid it at all.

But he closed his eyes, and he looked like he wouldn't give up easily.

I tried to push him away, but to no avail, and finally looked at the half mask on his face, and a hand reached for him.

He really let go of me to protect the mask.

"Luo Anzhi, on this gentleman's body, only this mask, you can't touch it!" Long Xuanling's gaze looked directly at me, very serious.

My hand was hanging, and I was stunned at first when I saw him so serious, then hesitated for a moment, and stared at him for a long time.

"Why are you looking at Benjun like that?" Long Xuanling was a little impatient.

"Long Xuanling, you, you, are you ugly, so you cover half of your face with a mask?" I thought for a moment and asked.

When Long Xuanling heard this, he pursed his mouth and said in a deep voice: "You don't need to worry about the appearance of this gentleman, do what you should do." ”

"What should I do, is it just to spread the branches for you dragons?" I'm a little dissatisfied.

Long Xuanling looked at me: "Since you are the wife of this monarch, you must open up branches and leaves for the dragon clan." ”

His tone was unmistakable, with an indescribable sense of oppression, so that what I wanted to argue was instantly stuck in my throat and unable to speak.

Seeing that I was stunned, Long Xuanling grabbed my arm, and the next second there was a "poof", and my whole body fell into the bathtub.

At this moment, he instantly lost his previous solemnity, and became the unserious "demon dragon".

It wasn't until the two of them were exhausted that he picked me up from the bathtub and wiped me off, and the fat monk prepared clean clothes and sent them to the door.

Long Xuanling is wearing an ink-colored gown, and I am wearing a lotus-colored dress.

Because the Persona was still in the clothes on the ground, I deliberately wanted to break up Long Xuanling and let him go out, and I would change my clothes again.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Madam, your shy appearance is very cute. ”

"Get out, I beg you." I said earnestly.

Long Xuanling then walked towards the door with his hands behind his back, and I immediately took out the demon story from the clothes on the ground.

I wanted to hide the demon anecdote, but in my mind, I vaguely remembered that this book seemed to record the content of how to avoid the demon fetus.

So, I took the demon record again, quickly browsed it, and finally found this page to avoid the demon fetus.

This is a place called Shi'an Village, which has been fishing for a living for generations, but never thought that the great drought from the sky and the dry riverbed would dry up, and the people in the village would have no way to make a living, so they sent the girl to the so-called "sacred mountain" to ask for rain.

This so-called sacred mountain, according to legend, is inhabited by immortals, who hope to please the gods and let this drought pass.

As a result, after sending six girls up the mountain, the dry house still did not end, and the villagers did not give up, and went up the mountain to ask for guilt, thinking that the girl who was sent up the mountain before was not satisfied.

But when she arrived at the mountain temple, she found that the sixth girl who was sent up the mountain was shrinking in the corner of the mountain temple, but in two months, she had a big belly, but she was as thin as a skeleton, and the villagers approached cautiously.

The girl suddenly shouted heartbreakingly, and then the skirt was red, and a fat one bigger than a human head, with gray hair, and a wet thing slowly crawled out from under the girl's skirt, and the girl's body was crooked, and her breath was broken.

And these villagers were shocked to realize that the mountain god they revered was a rat spirit, and this girl gave birth to a mouse cub, and she died of a loss of qi and blood.

The villagers were frightened, and when they found a stone, they stoned the fat rat to death, and then they ran down the hill and immediately found the demon hunter.

The demon hunter let all the women in the village drink a decoction mixed with raccoon grass and cinnabar, these two things add up to avoid the pregnancy of the demon fetus, which can be regarded as the protection of the women in the village.

After all, the villagers killed the child of the rat spirit in a panic, and they were afraid that the rat spirit would not give up.

And just as the demon hunter thought, the demon hunter took the villagers up the mountain to hunt the rat spirit, but he didn't see a single rat hair, and when he went down the mountain, he knew that the rat spirit had come to the village to plague the village girl.

In the end, the demon hunter asked the villagers to send her to the mountain temple in disguise as a girl, pretending to be soft, but the rat spirit really appeared, and was subdued by the demon hunter with black cat blood.

"Raccoon grass and cinnabar?" I thought, these two things are not hard to get, if they really work, what about yourself?

As I was pondering, suddenly, the wooden door was pushed open, and I was so frightened that I immediately hid this anecdote in my coat.

After hiding the demon news, I raised my head and found that it was not Long Xuanling who came in, but a fat monk.

The fat monk was still holding food in his hand, saying that Long Xuanling asked him to bring it to me.

With that, his eyes turned to the messy clothes on the ground, and I quickly put them away.

The fat monk stared at me, looked me carefully from top to bottom, and looked at me very uncomfortable.

"Miaokong, what are you looking at me like this?" I frowned and stared at him.

He licked his fat lips and asked with a puzzled expression: "That, didn't I say, why did Long Jun fall in love with you?" ”

"Why can't he take a fancy to me?" I was a little confused when he asked me this.

"The Dragon Monarch is the only hope of the Dragon Clan, how can he be with a mortal like you? Since ancient times, the dragon clan has intermarried with the Feng clan, no matter how bad it is, isn't there a beautiful Yun Niang in the fairy grass hall of the dragon king? The fat monk looked confused.

Yun Niang is beautiful, her kind of beauty, not only because of the delicacy of her facial features, but the indescribable elegance, although I haven't seen her smile for a month in the cottage, but even if she is expressionless, it is like a beautiful scenery, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Compared to her, I was really mediocre.

"I don't want him to take a fancy to me." I pursed my lips and walked straight to the round table, sat down and ate my meal.

The fat monk also sat down, looked at me and hesitated for a long time before asking, "You shouldn't have done some kind of magic trick on Long Jun, right?" ”

"Huh!" I almost choked on his words, and after swallowing the rice with difficulty, I stopped talking to the fat monk.

In my heart, I began to wonder whether I should buy raccoon flowers and cinnabar.