"Did you cook the porridge too?" Pei asked him.

It's like I don't see her embarrassment now.

Mu Sensen was silent for a moment, his eyes looked into the distance, "The porridge was cooked by Baoxiang, and the porridge I cooked has turned into burnt dry rice, and the little yellow dog guarding the door in the front hall won't eat it." ”

Pei Ji: "......"

Mu Sensen stood up, "You take care of it, I'll have someone bring porridge later." ”

Pei Yu's voice was cold and indifferent, "I won't eat it unless you send it." ”

Mu Sensen: "...... Good. ”

Who made her owe him? Since he met her, he has really been getting worse and worse every time.

Pei Yu said again: "I have a terrible headache, my eyes hurt, the wound on my chest is still oozing blood, and I have no strength in my body, and I always feel that my soul seems to be missing a piece and has not returned to its place......"

He lay on the bed, looking up at her, frowning, worried, and pale with an incurable disease.

So emaciated, so pitiful, what else can be done? Mu Sensen's rough attitude towards Mu Tian and Mu Ye couldn't be used at all.

“…… So? She asked helplessly.

"Come and sleep with me at night, help me set up a spirit gathering array, and then talk to me, maybe it will be much better."

What else can Mu Sensen say? He is like this now, and most of it is because of her.

"Okay."

Seeing that she agreed, Pei Ji had a smile on his face, "Then you come back quickly." "A little pet waiting for the return of its owner with satisfaction.

Mu Sensen was completely lost temper by him, "Well, I'll be back soon." ”

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At night, Elder Song burned incense in the room.

Just today, he fulfilled a long-cherished wish, and now he only feels comfortable and refreshed.

The Great Witch has returned to the Pure Mountain, and in a few years, when he turns into a bone, he will be able to continue to accompany her old man.

The spirit of the Great Witch in the sky will definitely protect the entire Witch God Temple.

Just as Elder Song was silently praying, there was a gentle knock on the door twice.

"What's the matter?" Elder Song asked.

The Pure Mountain Witch Shrine has always been very clean, especially at night, and there are few things that disturb him.

Sure enough, the little boy's respectful voice came from outside the door, "Elder, a woman has come to the front hall, saying that it is the great witch of Qingjing Mountain, please go out to greet her." ”

Elder Song opened his eyes, his face full of displeasure, "Who is so presumptuous!" The Great Witch of my Qingjing Mountain's generation has returned two days ago, and now there are still people who dare to come to the door to pretend? ”

"The woman said she was also surnamed Mu."

Elder Song frowned and thought for a moment, "You go to entertain first, and I'll be there later." ”

The front hall of the witch shrine enshrines the statue of the witch god Niangniang.

The statue lowered its eyes and looked down on the main hall, as if overlooking all mortal beings, with a sad expression.

The red candle in the temple is like the sea, and it will not be extinguished all year round.

This is also the piety that Elder Song has insisted on for decades.

When he arrived at the main hall, he saw a young woman, kneeling in the sea of candles, kneeling in front of the witch god Niangniang, with her hands folded, focused and reverent.

She looks no more than twenty years old, delicate and feminine, and her facial features are somewhat similar to Mu Sensen.

"This young lady, I don't know what you have to do when you visit the Witch God Shrine late at night?"

The woman opened her eyes and looked at Elder Song in a robe, smiling slightly, her smile gentle and kind.

"You're Elder Song, aren't you? My father often mentions you to me, my name is Mu Zhixia, and my father Mu Xingyao. ”

Elder Song suddenly turned out to be Xingyao's daughter.