Chang An was unmoved, and continued to smile, "A few points to correct you here, first, you are not a woman, second, you are not unarmed, just your claws and teeth that are sharper than the tip of a knife, what kind of face do you have to say this?" ”

Du Nima is not even a monster, and he knows how to stab her with words.

This world must be mysterious, or maybe she opened it in the wrong way.

The last sentence of the female corpse was ignored by her directly.

She is a woman's soul, a woman's heart enters a man's body, does she want to?

Although it's really cool, she didn't use the visit of her aunt, she is very open, and she doesn't have to tear up with the heroine.

"You! How can this be justified......"

Chang'an was too lazy to listen to the female corpse BB, and directly slapped her under the bed, the rune paper pasted around earlier flashed golden, shrouded in the female corpse layer by layer, she looked at the rune paper that kept flying around her in horror, and shouted in her mouth, "Don't, I don't want it!" ”

Finally, when the female corpse was lying softly in the tattered pile, Chang'an cut her fingers and dripped on the rune paper between her eyebrows, and when her hand touched the belly of the female corpse, she chanted, "I see that you are also pitiful, so let's wait a few years to re-enter reincarnation." ”

Pathetic?

It is true that he listens to the pitiful, he has been no one or a ghost since he was born, but his mother really likes him.

Unlike her, but she was abandoned from the beginning.

Chang'an was smiling, handling everything in an orderly manner, and the shopkeeper didn't say anything when he saw that he had broken his bed, after all, the young man had a very good attitude, and he solved the trouble that had been bothering him in his heart, and he didn't even accept the money that the young man compensated.

Chang'an took advantage of his inattention, quietly threw down the money and ran away.

If you smash someone's things, you have to pay compensation.

No one is exempt.

In the night sky, except for a crescent moon, there were a few faint stars, and a little breeze blew into her neck, and she shivered with cold.

Chang'an is the most afraid of the cold, and the events of the first few years of entering the palace have left a lot of influence in her mind.

When people are poor, they are prone to hunger and cold, and it is common for them to lack food and clothing, but she was lucky enough to stock up and not die in the heavy snow that year.

She looked at the few little ghosts who were following her, whether she had dealt with them or not, Chang'an thought, after she left, she would find a shelter for them and have a place to live.

That old dilapidated house is good, it has been haunted since ancient times, and the things that happened are not small, few people should dare to go, and the old ghosts and little ghosts live in it.

In order to prevent a few imps from being bullied by then, did she feed a few imps rune paper, as well as all kinds of miscellaneous pills.

It's her person anyway, and you can't fall into her face when you go out.

When she's shameless?

A few little ghost bodies really solidified, and she took out a few simple exercises for them to practice.

Gui Xiu doesn't have any requirements, as long as it is a ghost after death.

There are a lot of things in her space, basically everything.

Chang'an is used to being poor, and when she sees something she doesn't have, she wants to buy it home, and if she can't afford it, she has to grab it home.

It's useless, but it's steady.

Several little ghosts looked at each other when they got the exercises, and the ancient scholar ghosts were pushed out by other little ghosts, and he looked embarrassed, and his face was red compared to the pig's liver, "My lord, where did you get these exercises?" "Why do you have so many ghost cultivation methods as a mortal?

Give each of them a very good fit for themselves.

For example, he himself died in the water, probably belonging to a kind of water ghost, but if he said yes or no, he didn't need to find a substitute for the dead ghost, and there was no foul smell on his body.

Of course, if he had, Chang'an would probably be able to kick him on the first day.

"I picked it up."

The old man of Chang'an sat on the old lady's chair with a leisurely posture, and there was a pile of food on the table next to him.

A few little ghosts pushed each other, but there was no ghost to push the ancient scholar ghost again, after all, he had been there once, and as a ghost, he also needed to be righteous.

In addition to the scholar ghost, and Zhang Xiaowei didn't dare to push it.

Chang'an impatiently blasted a few little ghosts out, "What are you grinding and chirping, practice if you like, no one will force you." "People are stupid and have a lot of.

After the yin qi was gone, she sent out a little girl ghost again.

After the little girl came out, what she saw was that he was sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, with a warm smile on his handsome face, and his eyebrows seemed to be warm.

The little girl's mouth was deflated, and she was about to cry, her big eyes were full of tears, "Brother Yang, why are you holding me?" ”

Chang'an adjusted his sitting posture unhurriedly, avoiding the touch of the little female ghost, and asked rhetorically, "You don't know?" ”

The little female ghost suddenly became honest, she knew that she had made a mistake in her calculation at the beginning, this person was not a role that she could handle, he could take himself out lightly, he must not be a person who had no eyesight.

She couldn't see this man's cultivation, she only felt that she couldn't see the edge at a glance, there was no aura on his body that they hated, and there was a hint of belonging to the same kind of people who couldn't tell it.

It came from the depths of the soul.

She knew from the first glance that this man was definitely not a good person. But after contact, she became more and more unable to understand what good things he would do in the eyes of humans.

For example, helping the old man cross the road, casually saying a few words with unknown meaning, at least in her opinion, she couldn't understand it, and others always looked at him gratefully when they heard it, and he always left silently after doing this, helping others without a trace.

He always has some patience for lonely souls and wild ghosts that others don't have, and he doesn't want to fight and kill when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, and he is always very serious when he looks at others, as if he is serious in his heart.

But she always felt that this person should not be kind, a very contradictory feeling, so she wanted to see him completely dyed black, and she couldn't see the edge of the black at a glance.

Chang'an: "......"

The spicy chicken told her the thoughts of the little female ghost at the same time, and he began to laugh gloatingly, "I'm hahahahaha, Anzi, you're done, you're getting sick when you step on a horse." ”

"I think so too."

Chang'an said in a very serious tone, and suddenly she was startled.

Respect for people, is it also a problem?

Is it wrong that she doesn't have eyes on the top of her head?

But, but ...... Boom!

She suddenly wanted to cry, and the people who climbed up from the bottom couldn't look down on others.

As cannon fodder, she has no aura, no superior identity, status.

There is no capital to look down on people.

Chang An suddenly patted the little female ghost's shoulder, and for the first time restrained her smile, her face was like a crown of jade, and her sword-like gaze was unconcealed on the little female ghost, "Children's family, isn't the sun good?" ”

I don't know why, the little female ghost suddenly felt that this person was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

She also asked in the same tone, "Then why can't you be real?" ”

Chang An was stunned for a moment, and a few pictures flew through her mind, but she didn't have time to catch it, so it was gone.

"Why am I not real?"

She subconsciously pulled the corners of her mouth, and looked at the little female ghost with a smile on her face, her expression focused and serious, as if she was the only one with her eyes full of heart.

The little female ghost was also stunned, she obviously didn't expect that she would say what she thought in her heart, pursed her thin lips, stared at Chang'an without saying a word, and the expression on her face was a little more aggrieved, and she said after a long time: "It's you like now, it's fake." ”

The little female ghost took Chang'an's hand and put it on her heart, and her voice was soft, "It's fake, it's fake, it's uncomfortable here." ”

For a moment, Chang'an suddenly wanted to pierce her heart, and when her mood calmed down, she put away all her kindness for the first time, and what she faced with the little female ghost was naked malice.

Just as the little female ghost thought in her heart, the darkness that could not be seen at a glance, her heart ached, she felt boundless despair from this person, as if she saw her standing in a messy, grassless area, quietly looking at the galaxy above her head, alone alone, in the boundless darkness, only the star above her head is the only light.

Chang An tugged at the corners of her mouth, wanting to pull out a smile, but she could only hook the corners of her mouth stiffly, inexplicably mocking, she asked, "Do you like me like this?" ”

Do you like it? Still don't like it?

The spicy chicken was suddenly very frightened, is this stepping on the horse a deepening of the snake essence disease?

You say she's too ...... for a female ghost It's different.

The little female ghost in front instigated her to open the seal under the bed, Chang'an went, basically did it, and worked blindly for a long time to seal the female corpse back. Now, the little female ghost said that she laughed fakely, and she stopped laughing.

Spicy Chicken Tong would rather Chang'an smile more, so that it is not scary to watch.

Chang'an is very tall, the little female ghost raised her head and looked at her for a while, and suddenly laughed in a low voice, revealing two signature little tiger teeth, there was a trace of gentleness hidden in her black and white eyes, and the previous sharpness faded, she turned her back to Chang'an and said softly: "At least, don't be disgusted." "Yes, she's not disgusted, and it's a little pleasing to the eye.

Chang'an sighed, she leaned in front of the little female ghost and looked at her seriously, "Just don't you dislike it?" ”

The little female ghost asked Chang'an rhetorically, "Otherwise, what do you think?" ”

There was a trace of impatience in those black and white eyes, she quickly glanced at Chang'an, shifted her gaze, bit her lip tightly and didn't speak, and looked at the window 'booming' rain, the window was ajar, and the glass on one side was dripping with mist, and there was a faint mist.

Just when the little female ghost thought that Chang'an wouldn't speak, Chang'an whispered in her ear, "I thought you would ......"

Chang'an paused when she said this, and she looked at the little female ghost seriously.

The indifferent expression on the little girl's face couldn't hold back, she turned around and met Chang'an's eyes, and soon lowered her head again, and asked in a muffled voice, "What do you think I will?" When she heard that, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Knowing it, it was impossible for him to guess.

A pleasant laugh sounded in his ears, and the little female ghost's eyes that had been drooping suddenly looked at him, and on the man's handsome face, a faint smile was raised, although even the curvature of the corners of his lips did not change.