On the first day after the owner left, Ah Jiu looked at the depressed garden, dug a pit in the garden to plant walnuts, and wondered where to get a few plum blossoms.

"The Mu family held a banquet and sent an invitation, do you want to go, master?" Ying Yemei smiled and approached Ah Jiu's ear and said, the invitation card in his hand was delicate and fragrant with the fragrance of ink plum.

"The Mu family is rich, but it also hides the ups and downs behind them." Ah Jiu smiled lightly, so he still didn't go.

"What about the Ji family?" Yingye asked with a grin.

Ah Jiu's eyes flashed in front of the ghost with beautiful eyebrows, a famous lady and a beautiful woman. With such a strong opponent, Ah Jiu decided to explore the truth and reality.

The two little ghost girls stood together, looked at each other, and smiled tacitly.

The long sky is clean, the river is shallow, and the moon is beautiful. Ah Jiu opened the Zhu screen window, bent his legs and buried his head in his arms, Ah Jiu frowned, his arms were cold after being exposed to the moonlight for a long time. Thinking of the banquet again, he jumped off the edge of the screen window and ran to the side room next door to pick up clothes.

After opening the wardrobe, Ah Jiu was stunned by himself for a long time, most of them were the same cyan as the door owner...... There are also a few scattered cool colors, and there are very few warm colors. Pick and choose, and finally Ah Jiu picked a water apricot color trimming lining, Ah Jiu tried it on, slightly feminine, but the visual effect was extremely beautiful, Ah Jiu thought for a moment and then hugged the clothes in his arms satisfied.

And then......

Ah Jiu is on fire.

This fire burned vigorously in the underworld for more than half a month, and became the material for the rest of the ghosts' tea.

That day, it was not because she was wearing extraordinarily coquettish apricot clothes, but because she flirted with the protagonist at the banquet of the Ji family.

Ji Cunxi: I heard that you have a bad idea of me?

Ah Jiu: I'm not to you.

Demons: This is even worse.

Ah Jiu woke up from nightmares many nights, dreaming that he was chopped off and stamped on his feet, and his mouth was pierced with needles. Sad defense, this is not a wrong feeling, but she didn't think about expression at all! Ah Jiu leaned in the small window afterwards and thought carefully, which was unforgettable.

Rewind the clock to the day of the banquet. Ah Jiu and his entourage traveled in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes under the name of the Floating Life Palace, and the incense dust was all over the road.

Jifu has a long history, and the descendants of the Ji family who have forgotten the past but do not want to be reincarnated on Huangquan Road will stay in Jifu, and today is the birthday of the third son of Jifu. The so-called birthday of the netherworld is the first day of coming to this underworld.

The little sister of the Ji family went out to greet the guests in person, and Ah Jiu saw that Ji Yan was covered with light joy. Quietly waiting at the door, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, wearing light red clothes, with a faint ink fragrance on his body, he looked like a Jiangnan lady who came out of an ancient book. When the woman with beautiful eyebrows looked at Ah Jiu, she was silent, her eyebrows were cut, and she quietly carried a little tenderness.

Ah Jiu got off the horse and entered the house.

In the midst of the staggered discussions, the audience was in an uproar. A smile curled up at the corner of Ah Jiu's lips, and the room was full of fragrance, holding the wine glass, and even the smell of wine in his eyes.

"In Xia Ji Cunxi, I am loved by everyone, and I have the right to toast three glasses here......"

Ah Jiu squinted his eyes, only to see the ghost who spoke against the light, the black hair and silk were as soft as the wind and slightly blown, as if the skin was white and delicate all year round, the facial lines should be soft, the eyebrows were trimmed, the man looked at the deep bottomless eyes, and the corners of his mouth lightly hooked a smile to fall, beautiful as a fairy, and the beauty revealed an indescribable majesty of the superior. Orthodox people can watch from afar, but not blasphemous.

Whew, holding his breath is most of the female compatriots including Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu was stupid for a long time, raised his eyebrows and smiled lowly, the drunkenness in his eyes was like a little starlight slowly flooding in a clear spring, the ghost made the god worse, poured himself another glass of wine, staggered forward, the ghost who was as beautiful as a fairy suddenly stopped, and Ah Jiu almost bumped into it. Ah Jiu was shocked, it turned out that the two were so close that Ah Jiu could even hear his breathing spitting on Ah Jiu's face.

"Can you sleep for me?" Ah Jiu never knew that he could be so confused. Ah Jiu shook his wine glass, and clearly felt that the surroundings were quiet.

Ah Jiu looked around in confusion, and felt that all the ghosts were looking at her. Ah Jiu felt that the ghost didn't understand what she meant, so he muttered again. "Water, Water ......"

The ghosts only listen to Ah Jiudao, sleep, sleep......

Ah Jiu felt that the ghost in front of him was breathing weakly but tightly, but he still didn't speak, and his eyes looked through Ah Jiu with a little unclear meaning, as if he wanted to see Ah Jiu clearly.

Not far away, there was a ghost stroking his palms and laughing, and the laughter was like thunder, and I saw a ghost sitting on a chair laughing and falling straight to the ground, and he didn't forget to pat the floor. "Interesting, interesting."

Ah Jiu stared at it, forgot into the eyes that laughed with tears, and knew that it was an old man, and Ah Jiu's expression instantly stiffened.

It's a fox man.

Ah Jiu held his wine glass blankly, feeling that the whole house was silent for several seconds, leaving only the ghost to laugh out of breath.

After a while, Ah Jiu suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw what he had just said, and said a few more words clumsily.

Quiet, as if Ah Jiu was directing and acting by himself, Ah Jiu's face was green, and he was in a hurry to explain. "Who, I really don't mean anything else." Actually, I'm pure.

"Oh~" the fox man said on the side. "And what do you mean?"

"Huh, sleep with me?" Ah Jiu heard a very cold voice, and his heart trembled. No, no, no, Ah Jiu eagerly denied it in her heart, she swore that she really didn't have this idea, she really just had an appreciation for him, she really just wanted to drink water, but she was mistaken by beauty.

Ah Jiu didn't want the words of other ghosts to reach the ears of the door master like this: Door master, only a few days after you left, the silk man under your door couldn't wait to hook up with other ghosts.

But when Ah Jiu saw those eyes that were as cold and distant as snow, he swallowed the words he just wanted to say and swallowed them silently. Then the ghost said meaningfully. "After the feast, let's talk slowly."

Ah Jiu didn't know how he went back in the end, and the fox man who only remembered counted the bills one by one with an abacus.

Ji Cunxi is known as not only a "ghost who sees sorrow", but also a ghost who does not even fear the Three Realms.

Ah Jiu looked at the acacia tree in the yard and felt that the red fluffy petals were like the anxious eyes of an unlucky ghost. Ah Jiu swears, she really doesn't dare to think about it!

Ah Jiu is seriously thinking about a question, now that he is going home, what are the chances of surviving?

Ah Jiu hurriedly vetoed the idea of his own death, and stood up, no, he still had to explain clearly.

All the ghosts cast their eyes over one after another, looking at Ah Jiu with sympathy and pity.

Ji Yan half-closed her eyes, and kept looking at Ah Jiu during the banquet, her eyes seemed to be full of desolation. As if condemning Ah Jiu: I treat you as before, and you are infatuated, but you say in front of me that you are in love with Lang Jun, or Lang Jun in my family!

Ah Jiu met the pair of watery eyes, and hurriedly covered his face with wide sleeves, pretending to drink. Seeing that there were more and more lively ghosts, Ah Jiu's expression was sad.

After the banquet, Ah Jiu walked to Ji Cunxi's yard with his stiff corpse in fear on the way led by the little ghost, a little faster than a snail, and the little ghost who led the way frequently turned back to wait for Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu felt that the place he went to this time was not the courtyard of the master's house, but the suffering of the ghost world, the guillotine in the world.

And the ghost inside is determining the direction of Ah Jiu's second half of his life.

Waiting for Ah Jiu to push the door in, Ah Jiu looked at him, and the light dimmed. hardened his heart, his eyes were black, and he knelt down and hugged Ji Cunxi's thighs, crying and saying that he had an old mother and a child below, and asked for forgiveness. Call the adults like fairies, like the faces, regardless of the villain.

The door was ajar, and the ghost in the room was half shrouded in shadows, looking at Ah Jiu with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and unceremoniously brushing away the hand holding his thigh.

Ah Jiu didn't dare to be presumptuous, and stood up obediently, tears and snot hung together, and said with a little grievance. "Your Excellency."

Ji Cunxi didn't speak, and there seemed to be a breath of mountain rain coming in the air.

Ji Cunxi's well-defined fingers tapped a few times on the table, and the rhythm was not slow. Ah Jiu's heartbeat fluctuated with the voice. After a long silence, Ah Jiujiu didn't wake up, he was a little sleepy, and he felt that his legs and stomach were about to cramp when he stood up, and he straightened his waist, and his body couldn't help but start shaking again.

"What's your name?" Ji Cunxi spoke in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse.

"Ah Jiu." Ah Jiu woke up instantly, and immediately responded with a dog's legs.

"That, ha, I drank too much, and I made a mistake...... Ah Jiu racked his brains to think of a countermeasure, haha dry laughter, in Ji Cunxi's cold gaze, those words turned around a few times on the tip of his tongue, and obediently rolled back into his stomach.

"Wrong feelings?" Ji Cunxi asked Ah Jiu with dark eyes.

Ah Jiu nodded with a serious face.

"Is it fun?" Ji Cunxi glanced at Ah Jiu again. Ah Jiu shook his head like a rattle.

Ji Cunxi suddenly chuckled, Ah Jiu shivered inexplicably, and swore to the sky that he had no intention of touching it.

Ji Cunxi casually raised his eyelids and looked at Ah Jiu: "You expressed your thoughts about me in front of all the ghosts, you say, how should I respond." After a pause, he said, "I wanted to have a heart of forgiveness, but that ghost, the similarities and differences between the words before and after the ghost make me feel cold." ”

Ah Jiu didn't know how Ji Cunxi dealt with a shameless ghost like himself in the past, and he didn't dare to speak, for fear of scaring himself.

It is estimated that the ghost will give Ah Jiu a few meals in secret, and it will be enough for Ah Jiu to eat a few meals. I've heard the master of the door mention it before, this is a very vicious ghost, and he likes to play black hands.

Beauty Mistaken ......

"If I were to get rid of you because of this, wouldn't it seem like I had a small amount of energy?"

Ah Jiu's eyes lit up, and he was about to kneel down to thank Lord Longen.

"If I don't do anything, won't I lose face and have no prestige?"

Ah Jiu's eyelids jumped, he quickly put his knees away, and said hurriedly, "How can you be shameless, being confessed means that you are popular." If you don't care about showing that you have the capacity to tolerate people, how can you lose your majesty? ”

"There's a slight truth to what you're saying." Ji Cunxi opened his mouth faintly. "I almost believed it."

Ah Jiu wanted to cry without tears, how can this ghost always like to hang people's appetites when he talks.

Ji Cunxi chuckled, knocked the white and jointed hand on the table again, and spoke slowly. "Otherwise, you can make amends every once in a while."

"Reparation, reparation?" Ah Jiu asked stumblingly. "Interval, every other three?"

"Don't want to?" Ji Cunxi's voice sank, his eyes were slightly displeased, and his murderous aura appeared.

Don't dare! Ah Jiu hurriedly responded, and disappeared into the courtyard with a roar like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Back in his yard, Ah Jiu still had a feeling of dizziness, and estimated that no matter how strong the wine was, he should be sober. What's going on inside Fuchu? I can't remember it at all. Ah Jiu is confused, and his soul is unwilling. Why are the eyes of the friends so weird, who is the meaningful and ghostly eyes in my mind?

Ah Jiu sat on the bed and thought hard, in fact, at night, Ah Jiu exhaled, and at this time, the afterglow of the alcohol finally released its last bit of good, Ah Jiu threw himself on the bed, fell asleep, and dreamless all night.