After Baku left the community, he took a taxi back to the temple, while Wang Simiao followed Wei Kun all the way back to his "Peach Blossom Spring", and for the rest of his life, he shuttled between the back room and the front hall as usual, and his two eyes could not see but could accurately touch the position of the counter, without any deviation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Simiao stood in front of the counter, watching Wei Kunwu pick up the purple sand teapot on it, raise his head to the tea mouth and take a big sip, licking his dry lips, and his throat emitted a hot feeling.

"That...... I'm thirsty too. ”

When Wei Kun heard this, he glanced back at him, hummed and handed him the teapot in his hand, then turned his head and lifted the curtain and walked into the back room.

Wang Simiao looked around and didn't see the cup, so he had to wipe the tea mouth that Wei Kun had just drunk the water, and he also took a big sip of the tea mouth, and when he followed up, Wei Kun was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a copper basin on his side, and a clean and square white towel hanging on it.

Wang Simiao stood at the door, watching Wei Kun wipe the palms and neck of the girl on the bed after soaking the towel, approaching with some curiosity, standing on the edge of the bed, and clearly saw a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old lying on the bed, wearing a bright red pajama gown, and many gold locks of different shapes hanging on her chest.

Wang Simiao originally felt that Helian Shuang's appearance and temperament had been cold to the extreme, but he didn't want the girl in front of him to fully embody the words cold and arrogant even if her eyes were closed, and he seemed to have realized the white moonlight described in Zhang Ailing's book, which is a longed-for but unattainable beauty, which attracts people to worship but does not make people secretly blasphemous.

As if sensing Wang Simiao's gaze, Wei Kun frowned unhappily, turned his head and threw the white towel into the copper basin, and asked Yu Sheng to take the copper basin down, stood up and took off the Tang costume on his body, revealing the muscular figure wearing a black vest inside.

Wei Kun walked around the bed towards Wang Simiao, glanced at him, and coughed softly:

"She's beautiful, isn't she?"

Wang Simiao was caught off guard by the question, nodded hurriedly, glanced back at the girl again, and then nodded twice as if to prove that he was telling the truth, Wei Kun smiled slightly when he saw this, stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Simiao to open the door curtain on the left side and walk into the backyard, saying as he walked:

"I also think she is the most beautiful woman in thousands of years." Wei Kun stood in the doorway and looked up at the sun overhead.

Wang Simiao stood in Wei Kun and stretched out his hand, his eyes looked at the square yard, there were low-story houses on the front and back, and there was a vegetable field planted by Wei Kun in the middle of the yard, and there was a half-person-high water tank next to the vegetable field, and there was a swing not far away.

Wang Simiao looked back at Wei Kun with some incredulity, and then glanced at the rest of his life, he couldn't believe that the two men would clean up the yard like this, the swing rack, the small vegetable patch, and the courtyard in all directions, the breeze blowing on his face, that comfort is what many people dream of.

"This yard is quite expensive, isn't it?" Wang Simiao asked.

Wei Kun looked back, raised his head and breathed a long sigh of relief, "I don't know, I've lived here for a long time." ”

Wang Simiao nodded, stretched out her hand and pointed to the high-rise buildings around her, and asked, "Then there are high-rise buildings all around, why did you stay here?" ”

Wei Kun was happy when he heard this, and took the lead in taking two steps, Wang Simiao hurriedly followed behind him when he saw this, only to hear Wei Kun speak:

"This place is the place where the underworld and the yang are connected, and there were people who wanted to pay attention to this place before, but after coming a few times, they died." As he spoke, he glanced back at Wang Simiao, who was full of horror, and smiled even more presumptuously:

"What are you afraid of? I'm not going to eat you again. ”

Wang Simiao scratched her head a little embarrassed and smiled, followed Wei Kun and stayed at the door on the left, facing the swing frame.

Wei Kun took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, opened the copper lock on it, and after pushing the door open, there was a spacious guest room, which was equipped with mahogany tables and chairs, as well as a vermilion carved bed.

Wang Simiao has been suffering for more than 20 years, the first time he stepped on such a soft carpet openly, and it was the first time he lived in such an environment.

This unreal feeling made him can't help but want to smoke his two big ear scrapers, and when Wei Kun turned around, he saw Wang Simiao's eyes staring directly at the various furnishings in the room, and he understood what he was thinking almost instantly.

walked to Wang Simiao's side with leisurely steps, looked down at his feet, smiled slightly, stretched out an arm around Wang Simiao's neck, and looked side by side with him at the huge colorful mural hanging in front of the door.

"This is the ...... of the introduction," Wei Kun said, "the people you see in the mural are all ghosts and ......."

"What?!" Wang Simiao turned his head to look at Wei Kun, and found that his expression was quite natural, so he had to move to the side uncomfortably, and after a long time, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at the mural, and asked cautiously:

"Then this painting won't have a ghost at night, right?"

"......" Wei Kun looked back at him with a timid expression, deliberately pretending to be unfathomable and walked towards Wang Simiao step by step, stretched out his two hands, and pounced on Wang Simiao as if he was dancing with teeth and claws.

And Wang Simiao, who was already a little timid, saw Wei Kun approaching him step by step, so he had no choice but to retreat, and finally saw that he was about to be pounced, so he immediately closed his eyes and exclaimed in surprise and leaned back.

"Hahaha......" Wei Kun laughed and pressed Wang Simiao down on the bed, seeing that his face was pale and trembling, he was very satisfied.

He turned over, lay down on Wang Simiao's side, turned his head to see that he was still tightly closed, stretched out his elbow and pushed him.

"Huh? I mean, you're too timid! ”

Wang Simiao only felt that she seemed to be lying somewhere, and only after being pushed twice by Wei Kun for a long time did she open her eyes nervously, and saw the carved bed railing above her head, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around and glared at Wei Kun with some grievances.

"I'm a normal person! Unlike you, who deal with ghosts and dead people all day long, I have never seen anything you are accustomed to......"

Wei Kun saw that Wang Simiao seemed to be really unhappy, so he had to raise his eyebrows, turn over and look at him with his head in one hand.

"Your book of heaven, are you still planning to go back?"

Wang Simiao glanced back at him. Snorted, "What I promised you, I'll give it to you." ”

Wei Kun nodded, lay on his back and looked at the carved bed railing on his head with Wang Simiao, "Then you will live here temporarily, but don't go to the lobby after nine o'clock in the evening." ”

"Why?" Wang Simiao asked.

Wei Kun paused slightly, an unfathomable smile appeared on his face, leaned sideways close to Wang Simiao's cheek, and threw the hot breath on his face.

"Because...... I'm afraid you'll see something you shouldn't see......"