Chapter Eighty-Six: The Phoenix Crown

"Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi? Are you okay? He crouched down and asked with a sullen smile in his throat.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" didn't raise her head, Bai Zhi only asked with that trembling voice.

"You take off your glasses, look up, look at me, and you know if it's a human or a ghost."

"So," Bai Zhi raised her eyes tremblingly, "you are...... Hell, ahhhh ”

Through the 3D glasses, she saw a man in the dark, like a man with a black shadow, with a smiling arc on the corner of his mouth, and the light and shadow projected by the projector sprinkled a mottled ghostly aura on him, like a copy of the boss ghost in the Thai film.

The sound of "ah" stopped abruptly, Mu Boyan, who was covering his ears, took off his glasses, everything around him lit up a color, the ghost qi faded, and the human face was present.

Bai Zhi swallowed her saliva and explained dryly, "I'm sorry, ghost movies, I watched too many ghost movies, I just would be shocked." ”

"Why are you watching so many ghost movies?" Bo Yan looked at the horror albums on the sofa and sighed, "No matter how anxious you are, you can't watch so many at once." ”

Seeing that Bai Zhi's soul was not giving up, and his eyes diverged on the ghost film that continued to play on the shadow cloth, he stretched out his hand without thinking, and turned off the projector with a "snap", "Have you had lunch?" ”

"Ah, no, no." Bai Zhi, who came back to her senses, was still a little confused, and at first glance it was the sequelae of excessive fright, "Forget, forget." ”

"Hey......" couldn't help his forehead, plus sighed, Mu Boyan turned off the equipment, sorted out the horror album at will, put it on the shelf, and then supported Bai Zhi, who had weak legs, and slowly went downstairs.

He sat her down on a fabric sofa with bright lights and daylight, and warmed her a cup of warm milk with honey to calm her nerves, and he rolled up his sleeves again, and the diamond cufflinks were hidden in the graceful arms and wrists, and took a pure black apron, which was wrapped around the waist, and lined the legs straight and slender.

When Bai Zhi completely returned to her place, the warm milk in her hand was already cold, she didn't care, she drank it in one go, wiped the milk ring on her lips with a tissue, and got up and went into the kitchen, "Do you need my help?" ”

Bo Yan, who was cooking a plate of egg fried rice, turned around and smiled at her, "No need, you can go and slow down again, it's almost ready." ”

Bai Zhi opened her mouth, but she couldn't help but open her mouth, "You put too much salt, and it seems to be a little mushy." ”

"Really?" Loosening the spatula, Mu Boyan, who entered the kitchen for the first time, scratched his head embarrassedly, "I'm not very good at everything in the kitchen." ”

"Don't let go, turn off the heat, it's really mushy."

…………

In the end, a pot of fried egg fried rice, the rice is black and the egg is black, so it can only be invalidated.

Bai Zhi pushed him out of the kitchen, took off his apron and put it on himself, "Just make amends, I invite you for this dinner." ”

Fifteen minutes later, eating the egg fried rice with golden rice grains and freshly squeezed carrot juice, Mu Boyan spared no effort to praise her, "Aside from the redundancy, you are the best chef I have ever seen." ”

"Have you ever tasted redundant cooking?" Swallowing the last bite of egg fried rice, Bai Zhi asked curiously.

"Well, it's actually quite interesting. For a while, he has been in charge of this body, and after dealing with a bunch of trivial things on the side of the Mu family, he suddenly had a whim and became interested in cooking and cooking. ”

"I thought he was on a whim, but I didn't expect him to take the lead in learning Western cooking, and he was out of control as soon as he learned it, and he learned it according to the recipes."

"On the last day, when I was in charge of my body, he just made a plate of fried foie gras with black truffle, and I tasted it with chopsticks, and it tasted like a three-star Michelin-starred chef, which was very authentic, and then swept it away, almost licking the plate."

"Hehehe," Bai Zhi smiled, "then hasn't he learned Chinese food?" ”

"I've always been curious about this question. But now," Mu Boyan finished the last spoonful of egg fried rice, "I understand. ”

"The future he looks forward to may be with the person he likes, in his spare time, one person is responsible for Chinese food, one person is responsible for Western food, and he will not get tired of eating it for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to separate."

"Sounds beautiful." Bai Zhi thought about it for a while and found that she thought beautifully.

"How does he know that his significant other will be Chinese? What if people only love to eat? ”

"He knew, always known. Although I don't know why," Mu Boyan looked straight into Bai Zhi's eyes, "but he was born with a lover." ”

"I just don't know who he loves, whether I love him or not."

Bai Zhi quickly got up and put away the dishes and chopsticks, "It's not early, I'll wash the dishes, wash myself, and then go to sleep." ”

Mu Boyan gently brushed her hand away, "It's my turn to wash the dishes this time, you go take a bath first, you're tired for a day, you're panicked for a day, it's best to take a hot bath." ”

Saying that, he had already taken the lead in lifting the dishes and chopsticks and entered the kitchen, but Bai Zhi couldn't, so he had to pack up and go into the bathroom.

After she washed and changed into a plaid pajamas of the same style as Bo Yan in the morning, she felt much more comfortable and convenient, Mu Boyan, who was watching TV in the hall, turned his head to look at her, his eyes paused on the plaid pajamas on her body, and he was suddenly stunned.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Bai Zhi was a little embarrassed, "Is this dress very strange to wear?" ”

"No, no, no," Bo Yan shook his head and got up, "You fit well and look good." ”

"You'd better not stay in the master bedroom before. There is a guest room on the first floor that I just cleaned up, you don't dislike it, you can live there. ”

"How can I dislike it, what can make me sleep until dawn with peace of mind and no longer wake up at midnight is a good room."

"That's good, after a tiring day, let's rest early."

After speaking, without waiting for Bai Zhi to answer, Mu Boyan quickly entered his room, and the back was a little bit of a desert and fled.

"What's going on?" Bai Zhi was confused, so she had to follow his previous instructions and enter another room.

The guest room is furnished in the same minimalist European style as the living room, there are no plush dolls, no carpets woven with white bird feathers, everything is simple and clear, and this sleep is also peaceful until three poles of the sun.

During the period, everything was silent, the mattress was soft, and the sleep was not too good, which was not the same as the bloody violence of the previous night, just one day and one place.

When she finished washing, Mu Boyan was already no longer in the villa, thinking that he had already gone to work, and the breakfast on the table was completely cold, so she put it in the microwave and heated it up, and ate it.

She thought about it a little, and decided to make some mental preparations for the upcoming wedding ceremony in the evening, so she raised her feet and turned back to the home theater on the third floor three times.

When she was so frightened that she could barely stand downstairs, she shook her hands, turned off the projector honestly, and before the pass, she suddenly crawled out of the fallen old well, and a woman in white with a cloak of hair scared her.

"Amitabha, the gods are gone." Reciting the mantra she created, Bai Zhi muttered, trembling, trembling and going downstairs, as soon as she reached the edge of the sofa, she had no bones, like a piece of cake on the stall.

Almost an hour later, Bai Zhi fell asleep in a daze, and Mu Boyan returned home in a hurry, he looked coldly, sleeping on the sofa, frowning, defenseless little girl.

After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly sighed lowly, "I'm sorry." ”

And in the next second, his expression changed, and he regained his gentle and elegant appearance, "Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi, it's time, it's time for us to go to the main house." ”

Bai Zhi opened her eyes in a daze, "You're back, then let's go." ”

Bo Yan was shocked, his brows were deeply locked, and he shook his head vigorously, but his calm expression was a little cold, "Then hurry up." ”

So, the sports car sped all the way like a wind, and it took only half an hour to reach the old house of the Mu family, which was lined with ancient houses.

The cold moon is like a scimitar, half of which scrapes people's intestines.

Bai Zhi got out of the sports car, stood in front of the old mansion that was becoming more and more gloomy under the cold moonlight, looking at the ancient mansion like a dormant beast, waiting for her sheep to enter the tiger's mouth, and blinked gently, her smiling eyes were curved like a crescent moon, and the pear vortex was shallow, which was a very innocent smile.

In strong contrast with the ancient mansion of Sensen, Mu Boyan on the side was almost stunned, but the smile was short-lived, and he would eventually be drowned in a thousand years of hatred.

Walking into the old house, it is still antique and has a deep charm, Bai Zhi is led by Mu Boyan and arrives at the back house.

It was like the arrangement of the mourning hall, the dim candlelight flickered, the atmosphere of ghosts and shadows blown by the dark wind on the wall, and the two sides were surrounded by people dressed in black with cold expressions, men and women, old and young, and when they saw her come in, they all raised a pair of godless eyes and stared straight at her.

gratuitously gives her a sense of reappearance of being stared at by a group of flesh dolls.

She looked solemn, and was just about to secretly shiver, when suddenly out of the crowd four ancient maidservants dressed as black-clothed girls, walked up, respectfully saluted her, and half-pushed and half-pulled her to the depths of the mourning hall.

She turned back helplessly to seek a sense of security, and saw Mu Boyan standing in the middle, staring at her coldly, and he was wearing a pure black oblique cheongsam beside him, only embroidering a black and red man-eating flower of rock climbing at the skirt, and the charming and demonic beauty was holding his arm, so intimate.

This is really called the heaven is not working, and the earth is not right, Bai Zhi thought, her little white rabbit, fell into the wolves, don't think about going out with all her beards and tails.

And when she arrived at the inner room of the mourning hall, Bai Zhi found that there was a cave, it was a room that was very old at a glance, and it was definitely a genuine wing room in ancient times, the furnishings were antiques, preserving the sense of history of the times, and exquisite and not old, and on the carved ancient wooden bed, there was a set of exquisite phoenix crowns.

There is a phoenix crown worn on the head, a red square scarf covered by the face, a red juan shirt worn on the upper body, an embroidered red robe on the coat, a collar on the neck and a heavenly official lock, a demon mirror hung on the chest, a xia curtain draped on the shoulder, a descendant bag on the shoulder, a "fixed hand silver" wrapped around the arm, and a red skirt, red pants, and red satin embroidered shoes on the lower body......

The bright red, the joy that spreads all over the sky, almost burns into people's hearts.