Although Feng Ziyang's description is a little ambiguous, it turns out that Shen Ting is a little overthinking.

With the strange eyes of the hotel waiter, Feng Ziyang calmly took Shen Ting back to the room he had opened.

"You sleep in the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa, let's make do with it tonight. ”

Hearing Feng Ziyang's words, Shen Ting breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little lost in her heart.

Girls are so contradictory, you go to her, she says you don't respect her, you don't like her, she says you don't respect her......

Feng Ziyang didn't notice her ambivalent mentality, pointed to the bathroom and said, "If you want to take a bath, just wash it, the water may not be very hot, but it's better than nothing." ”

After saying that, he took out an unused quilt from the cabinet and threw it on the sofa, and then lay down on it.

Shen Ting looked at him blankly for a while, and then took a white bathrobe from the cabinet and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of rushing water sounded.

When Shen Ting dried her hair and came out of it, she was surprised to find that Feng Ziyang had actually fallen asleep!

This guy!

She stood at the door of the bathroom, stomped her feet a little unwillingly, and with this movement, the bathrobe on her body also trembled lightly a few times, revealing a large area of snow-white softness.

It's a pity that no one appreciates such a beautiful view.

Shen Ting is a girl's family after all, and there is no shortage of reserve.

Seeing that Feng Ziyang didn't mean to wake up, he walked to the side of the bed with a dark face and turned off the light, and then got into the quilt.

This night, she slept extra peacefully.

The next morning, the birdsong outside the window startled Shen Ting from her sleep.

She opened her sleepy eyes, yawned softly, stretched a beautiful waist under the covers, and sat up.

There seemed to be a little chill in her chest, and she lowered her head to see that the neckline of the bathrobe she had changed into last night was a little loose, revealing the little pink underwear inside.

She was just about to take off her bathrobe and change into her own clothes, when she suddenly realized a problem - last night, she didn't seem to be alone in this room?

Suddenly looked up at the sofa opposite, and saw a handsome boy sitting there smiling at himself.

"Ah~~~"

Shen Ting subconsciously let out a scream, raised her hand and smashed the pillow over.

Of course, the soft pillow was not lethal, and Feng Ziyang grabbed it with a gentle hand.

"Hey, haven't you woken up yet, why are you hitting me with a pillow for no reason?"

Hearing Feng Ziyang's voice, Shen Ting finally came to her senses, and snorted with a red face: "What are you doing, can't you smash it?"

This is a woman, even if she knows that she is wrong, she will not easily admit her mistake.

Of course, Feng Ziyang didn't care about this, got up and said, "You hurry up and change your clothes and wash up, I'll go to the restaurant to get something to eat, and we'll have to hurry after eating." ”

"Hurry?" Shen Ting was stunned and asked blankly, "Where are you going?"

Feng Ziyang looked back at her in surprise, "Aren't you going to get your bag?" or are you going to sleep in the same room with me until you go home?"

"Feng!Zi!Yang!You're going to die!" Shen Ting finally remembered, and threw another thing in her hand.

When she finished throwing it away, she realized that it was the T-shirt she had changed out of yesterday......

Feng Ziyang laughed and ran out of the room quickly, leaving space for her to change clothes.

Twenty minutes later, when Feng Ziyang came back, he already had a small pot and a few bags in his hand.

The pot is filled with white rice porridge, and the bag is filled with fragrant meat buns.

Shen Ting had just finished washing, and as soon as she saw what she had eaten, her stomach immediately gurgled.

"Eat it while it's hot. Feng Ziyang put the food on the small coffee table by the window and said gently.

"You can eat it too. Shen Ting said to him while picking up the meat bun and taking a bite.

Feng Ziyang smiled, "I've already eaten in the restaurant." ”

"Then you're welcome. Shen Ting couldn't care about anything at this time, holding the meat bun in one hand and nibbling on it, drinking porridge with the handle of a small pot in the other, and eating it wolfing.

Feng Ziyang looked a little curious, so he asked, "You haven't eaten for a few days?"

Shen Ting's movements paused, thought for a while and asked, "What time is it today?"

After hearing the answer, she said pitifully, "So far, I haven't eaten for two days." The last meal I remember was a chicken leg that my uncle gave me when I first arrived at that ghost place at noon the day before yesterday. The taste of the chicken thighs was fine, but I didn't know anything after eating it......"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Feng Ziyang's eyes, but he didn't say anything, if Feng Buxuan hadn't been stupid, Xu Zhaoping should have been disposed of at this time.

For a dead person, there is really no need to worry about anything.

After Shen Ting had eaten and drunk enough, Feng Ziyang got up and went to check out.

After getting Shen Ting's bag back, they left for home directly and would not stay here any longer.

From the county seat of Rongpu to the main altar of the Xuanyin Sect, the straight-line distance is more than 30 kilometers away.

It doesn't matter if it's just Feng Ziyang himself, it's a big deal to go over directly.

But it won't work with Shen Ting, not to mention how to explain the problem of the escape technique, just talking about Shen Ting's mortal physique, it can't withstand the power of space tearing encountered when performing the escape technique!

So Feng Ziyang decided to take the car over.

Of course, the car is rented, although there are no taxis in Rongpu County, but there are still private breads for pickpocketing.

With the skill of looking at qi, he picked a relatively honest and honest driver, and Feng Ziyang threw out 500 yuan to buy the Songhuajiang bread that was about ten years old.

Five hundred yuan may be nothing if it is left somewhere else, but here in Rongpu County, it is equivalent to a huge amount of money.

Can you believe that in 2008, the per capita monthly income in the county was only about 100 yuan?

From this point of view, it is not difficult to understand why the decoration of the county hotel is so old and backward.

However, what Feng Ziyang didn't expect was that the car was only halfway down, and the driver refused to drive any further, preferring to return all the 500 yuan to him.

When asked why, the dark-skinned middle-aged man looked around with a pale face, and replied with trembling lips, "Before...... Ahead is a place of foreboding, there are ...... There's a ghost asking for your life!!"

Although his accent was relatively strong, Feng Ziyang still understood what he meant, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Goblins asking for their lives?

I'm afraid that the people of the Xuanyin Sect are pretending to be gods and ghosts, right?

Unexpectedly, it has been almost 60 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the feudal superstition here has not been broken...... But then again, should such a thing as cultivating immortals belong to feudal superstition or science?

Seeing the driver's resolute attitude, Feng Ziyang was unwilling to force it, so he took Shen Ting out of the car.

As soon as the two of them got out of the car, the driver did not hesitate to start the car and reverse to the side, and then a super difficult maneuver that was almost drifting on the spot turned the car to the road from which it came, and drove away frantically.

After the dust kicked up by the van gradually became invisible, Feng Ziyang turned his head to look at Shen Ting: "The next road can only be walked." ”

Shen Ting held his arm indifferently, "Don't be afraid, it's a big deal when I'm tired, just let you carry me on my back, anyway, you can't carry it." ”