Genichi walked in.

There is no heavy fat powder fragrance in this room, and the ornaments also show that the owner has excellent taste, there are no ostentatious gold and silver ornaments, no dazzling antique vases, only a few carved tables and chairs, an incense burner placed on the table, and the smoke and clouds curl.

There was also a layer of fluff cushion on the stage, on which Shen Qingjun was lying.

She was asleep with her eyes closed, holding the bottle in her hand in one hand.

"What are you going to do?" Redsleeves found two stools and placed them on the edge of the table. She sat down first, and then motioned for Xuanyi to sit too.

What can I do?

"I just wanted to ask you, are you going to let her fall asleep here, or are you going to wake her up and take her back?" Red Sleeves saw Xuan's embarrassed face, so he explained, "Don't worry, Qingjun has been close to me since she was a child, and she will definitely not have an accident with me." What's more, it's not night, who doesn't know Shen Qingjun, the daughter of the Shen family?"

Xuanyi was still silent. I don't know if I don't want to answer, or if I can't.

The two of them just looked at the sleeping girl's side face and didn't say a word.

"Oh no, no, Mr. Bookkeeper has been killed by a demon!

"Oh my God, how many cases are these? Chang'an, is this going to change the sky?"

"Where is Mr. Bookkeeper's body?"

"Is it still the same way to die?"

"It's horrible, it's horrible!"

Shouts like these rang out at the same time, and even though Redsleeves' room was in the most remote corner, it could still be heard clearly.

"The evil ghost is dead, how can it be ......" Red Sleeves muttered a few words softly, stood up, and said to Xuanyi, "I'll go out and have a look." ”

With that, Redsleeves pushed open the door and walked towards the corner of the corridor.

As soon as Xuan saw that the door was closed again, he turned around, and was about to look at the woman on the cushion, but he saw a pair of eyes wide open.

Shen Qingjun was looking at him with wide eyes, and the wine bottle in her hand fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

The dark and watery eyes couldn't avoid it, and with just one glance, they fell into it.

Her face was still flushed, and her forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Xuanyi was a little panicked and hurriedly opened his eyes.

She said: "You still chased you, I told myself, if you chase you, then I will wait for you again." My father said, "It's time for me to get married."

Xuanyi, I refused the family affair that my father promised me, this is the last time I will be willful, I am sorry for my father. But I still want to...... In case you can't let me go...... In case you and I miss it from now on...... In case ......"

Shen Qingjun couldn't speak, her eyes were red, she propped herself up with both hands, and got down from the stage, she approached Xuanyi, her eyes were serious, "From the beginning, I was the only one who chased after you, you never gave me a response, and I never knew what you were thinking."

But I always feel that when I look into your eyes, I see my figure too. It is said that once you step into the empty door, you will never love Hongchen from now on, and the only person who is a monk is the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha. But why, I don't believe it. ”

As soon as Xuan heard it, the girl's words were already choked, and the end of the words trembled, which made people uncomfortable.

"Maybe I'm unwilling...... You are like a lotus growing in my heart, watching from afar, not enough. Because just looking at it, the lotus flower will one day wither under the silt, so I want to break a branch. Xuanyi, I don't know why you want to practice Buddhism, but can I become a ...... Your reason for returning to the mundane?"

Shen Qingjun said, stretched out one of his hands, and gently held Xuanyi's hand. His hands were as cold as his temperament.

Hold it in your hand and don't warm it.

But Shen Qingjun was stubborn, and the next moment, his fingers were already interlocked. She looked up to meet his gaze with a pleading look in her eyes.

Xuanyi swallowed his saliva, his brows were furrowed, the fog in his eyes did not disperse, and he was confused.

At this time, he felt the red Buddha beads on his wrist, which became more and more translucent and cold, and seemed to be tighter, as if to persuade his every move and move.

You shouldn't covet the love of your children......

Thou shalt not indulge in the mundane world......

Xuanyi, you have a greater mission......

No, this girl will only delay you, refuse quickly......

Say no to ......

Say no to ......

These three words were like a mantra, circling around Xuanyi's body, and he had a terrible headache, as if the ring knife cut his scalp and disturbed his thoughts.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. The headache was unbearable, and it came in bursts of invasion.

When Xuan Yi opened his eyes, he already showed disgusted eyes. He shook off Shen Qingjun's hand, pushed open the door, and ran to the cramped and brightly lit corridor.

He was panting.

The person in the room was silent for a moment, and finally let out a sigh.

Hey—

This sigh came so long that even the candle seemed to be infected and extinguished.

"How can there be a monk?" A small servant ran around the corner in front of him, but noticed Xuanyi panting at the end of the corridor.

"This master, can you go downstairs with me and take a look at Mr. Ledger's body?" The little guy was puzzled for a while, swaying between doubt and conviction, he saw a burst of exclamations coming from downstairs, and still sent an invitation to Xuanyi, "Mr. Ledger was killed by a demon, master, can you come with me and take a look?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Xuanyi to answer, but directly grabbed the corner of Xuanyi's monk's robe and walked towards the stairs at the end of the corridor.

Genichi could only keep up.

He turned around and saw that the door had been closed by Shen Qingjun.

"Master, this is it, you let Jean!" There were a lot of people on the first floor of the nightless sky, and many people were crowding in, and the little guy saw this and shouted loudly, "Let me let this master go in and have a look!"

Xuanyi's body was stared at by countless eyes, and in the midst of this, he recognized the gaze of Red Sleeves, and the inquiring gaze of another person.

Ahead, in the innermost part of the crowd, stood a long, handsome young man, with his hands behind his back, somewhat hostile. It's just that there is still a warm mask on the surface, and if others see it, they will say that he is "a son like jade".

Exactly, Huo Lanyuan, the son of the Huo family.

"Master, take a look!" the little guy dragged him towards the center of the crowd, pointing to the dried corpse on the ground, "What's the matter?"

Xuanyi squatted down, and the "Mr. Bookkeeper" in front of him could barely see the human form, he was shriveled and wrinkled, and his skin was wrinkled, as if he touched it, and the liquid in his whole body had been drained.

"Another one who was sucked out of his blood by a demon and died. ”

"It's so miserable!"