"The last life and the woman are under the beam. If the woman doesn't come, the water won't go. Tail Sheng hugged the pillar and died. ”

The carriage grunted unhurriedly, and the two people in the carriage looked at each other expressionlessly, without the visual effect of staring at each other, just simply, intently looking at each other.

In the end, Xiao Qingyu was defeated in those deep and calm eyes, and sighed helplessly, "Do you say that Osheng is infatuated or stupid?" ”

Su Zhan still pursed the corners of his lips expressionlessly, and after a long time, he thought that he would not answer, so he heard him ask, "Is there a difference?" ”

"Then you believe in the scroll, there are really such people?" Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but sigh again. "Maybe, there are really such stupid people in the world, but they are not worthy of being loved......"

Seventeen years have felt chaotic, as if I haven't seen myself clearly, and I haven't seen others clearly.

I don't know what Su Zhan understood, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Xiao Qingjue couldn't help but look at the man in the green shirt in front of him again, sitting like a pine and his face like jade.

He is full of legends, and he grew up listening to legends, and it is the first time he has seen a real person so carefully, and his heart is a little uneasy, and there is also an electric current throbbing.

Although this carriage is not bright on the outside, it is very luxuriously decorated on the inside, and everything is in supply and demand. There was also a round table fixed in front of the two of them, and the fragrance of tea rose from the table, confusing each other's eyebrows.

Xiao Qingjue picked up the teapot, the corners of his mouth slowly outlined a smile on his calm face, and poured a full cup of tea into his cup, regardless of whether it overflowed.

Anyway, he won't make a sound, Xiao Qingyu is waiting for him to make a sound.

Looking at Su Zhan and simply lowered his eyes, Xiao Qingjue put the cup of spilled tea firmly in front of him, "I think, if I always speak alone, and you don't say a word, it seems that you are not even you." Otherwise, I'll tell you a story, and you just nod. ”

Then, he nodded.

"A group of people late at night, the shopkeeper said that there is no room, the group of people who rushed to say anything is good, and then the shopkeeper arranged for him to go to the room where the body of his daughter-in-law just died was parked, and at night a guest slept like a dream, and looked at it so he lifted the white paper and sat up, and blew air on the guest one by one, and soon it was the turn of the guest who woke up, alas, in the end the guest ran out, the female corpse caught up, the guest ran to the temple, there was a monk in the temple, and the monk did not open the door. In the end, the female corpse did not catch the guest, and stiffly held the trunk of the tree and did not move, and when it was dawn, the monk opened the door and carried the half-dead guest into the temple. ”

"Is the story over?" Xiao Qingyu curled the corners of his mouth and looked at Su Zhan.

Shake one’s head.

"Haha, the guest is not dead, but he is not alive either." Xiao Qingyu lowered his voice and spoke quietly. "The guest turned into a walking corpse."

Saying that, looking at the person opposite and not reacting, she smiled, "Aren't you immortal cultivators like to catch ghosts?" After a pause, he added. Are there ghosts in this world? ”

Su Zhan looked into Xiao Qingjue's eyes, "I haven't caught a ghost, and I don't know if there is." But I always feel that the most terrible thing is the human heart. ”

Xiao Qingjue was distracted for a while, and looked at the deep and distant eyes that were filled with water vapor, "How did you do the children of the Xianmen, is it really like a fairyland?" Will there be intrigue like the mundane? ”

"When I was a child, I went up the mountain with my master to collect medicine, and I was blinded by a rare treasure, so I got separated from my master, and I broke into the forbidden place by taking advantage of the thin aura of the moon and a half night, and went directly to the fairy gate." Su Zhan was blunt about that experience.

Xiao Qingyu was taken aback at first, and said jokingly, "Which mountain, I'll look for it in a month and a half!" ”

Su Zhan looked up at her, closed his eyes, and muttered solemnly. "The people there said that I had a fairy fate, and we would meet again after all." After a moment's pause, he continued. "Ten years later, I will become a child of Xianmen."

Xiao Qingjue looked at this half-immortal with long hair tied up and his eyes like paint, and his eyes were full of smiles and asked, "Then have you ever met the fairy sister inside?" ”

Su Zhan held up his cup, swallowed the tea, and looked at Xiao Qingyu with an uncertain expression. "The mountain I'm on is all but the old man."

"You've been deceived." Xiao Qingjue raised the smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at him very sincerely to get the answer, and there was a natural emotion in his heart that was silent.

Looking at his lips pursed again, Xiao Qingjue smiled happily again.

If he feels that it is insignificant, he will only pull the corners of his mouth slightly and then look at you with a calm gaze.

It's just a freewheeling person.

Xiao Qingjue continued to drink tea, and looked at him with unwavering eyes.

This tea is very bitter, and Su Zhan's brows have never wrinkled.

Xiao Qingjue lowered his eyes, collected his thoughts, and suddenly stroked his palms and laughed, and drank tea as wine.

He still looked at her with a calm face.

Beauty is like jade, and she even wins her heart.

It's a pity that that little bit of cowardice, that little bit of shackle, will not intersect in the end.