A familiar, cold sight.

Xuanyi was startled, there was really a feeling that he seemed to be able to see her, she subconsciously took two steps back, thinking about what time to find to appear, Leng Buding suddenly got up, threw a piece of cinnabar yellow paper in front of him, and said coldly: "What ghost?"

The cinnabar yellow paper "snapped" on her shoulder, Xuanyi looked down at it, then looked up at him, and finally turned his head to look out the window, and the spirit chief hiding in the dark told her with his mouth: I told you to be careful!

...... What does it mean that this is a mortal's help not to wave Chunjun indiscriminately, but to scatter rune paper indiscriminately? Also, she obviously didn't show up, he can see her? Can you see that she actually threw rune paper at her?!

Xuanyi carefully tore off the sticky rune paper, pouted in disgust and threw it to the ground, rubbed out a ball of white snow to wipe her shoulders, and never thought that the next moment five or six rune papers would come to her face, the sticky paste almost threw her face, she hurriedly dodged, and said angrily: "Don't scatter!"

Seeing that he was still going to grab the yellow paper, she pounced on it, relying on the strength of her gods, snatched something from this reckless man for the first time, and threw all the yellow paper paste cinnabar out of the window, and with a wave of her long sleeves, the moon window was closed.

Fu Cang took a few steps back, his back against the bookshelf, his eyes staring at her vigilantly and gloomily. Xuanyi sighed, sat down on the futon, and beckoned to him: "Come, sit." ”

Instead, he took two steps back, and his voice was low: "The temptation of beauty is useless to me. ”

Who seduced him?

Xuanyi continued to wave at him: "Why are you still a coward, you don't even have the courage to come and sit down and talk?"

Before he could finish speaking, he leaned over like the wind, sat down across from the bookcase, and stared at her silently.

The ghostly light flickered, jumping under his eyes. It's exactly the same, it's really the same, the hair, the body shape, even the voice and the eyes are exactly the same.

Xuanyi looked away, pinched the sticky white snow in his hand, and coughed: "You...... Remember me?"

Last time, Yanxia seemed to remember something when she saw Shaoyi, and he said sorry a few times and solved the cause for her, why did all this not work on her side?

Fu Cang on the other side still didn't say a word, his eyes were still full of vigilance, and he looked her up and down with judgment.

Well, she was sure he didn't remember.

Xuanyi rolled the snow ball in her hand, and there was always something fluffy in her throat, which was not very sharp, she cleared her throat again: "That's the case, I came here specifically for you, I was sorry for you before, you ...... Can you forget those unpleasantness and ...... again?"

Before he finished speaking, his forehead suddenly felt cold, and he took another piece of rune paper out of nowhere, and stuck it on her head with a "snap".

Xuanyi was stunned.

Fu Cang on the opposite side frowned slightly, "Ah", "...... Still useless?"

Xuanyi tore off the rune paper and flew out of the moon window, while trying to wipe his sticky forehead with white snow, he glared at the spirit chief with great suspicion: "Are you sure he is Fucang?!"

What's the deal with these sticky runes? Didn't he say that he became a prince? Could it be that he changed his career to become a ghost hunter?

The spirit official smiled bitterly: "Naturally, it is true, the Fucang Divine Monarch lives in seclusion in the Qingdi Temple, and the Peach Tree Earth Immortal will occasionally teach some mortal methods to eliminate evil spirits, he just ...... It's like a ghost. ”

Over the years, they, the picket spirit officers, have also been pasted a lot, so it's good to get used to it.

Xuanyi threw the slimy snow on the ground fiercely, and the princess was furious: "I'm here to tie up the karma!

"How can this be done!" The spirit chief shook his hand again and again, and when he saw that her face was full of chagrin, he gently persuaded: "I don't know what the reason for Fucang Shenjun is in the lower realm, but since it is related to the princess, please be patient and think carefully about what his cause is and what he wants, so that it can be finished for him." ”

Xuanyi fell silent suddenly, what he wanted was her apology, but what was she going to do? He just decided that she was a female ghost without authorization, and he was thrown paste as soon as they met. He was always like this, and he was also in the upper realm, threatening her with shaving her hair at every turn.

Although he didn't really cut it once.

Through the shadow of the tree, she looked at the moon window in the courtyard, the window was already open, and Fu Cang was pasting all kinds of cinnabar yellow paper on the window and door, how afraid of her female ghost?

The night was getting darker, and time passed quickly in the mortal world. Xuanyi quietly looked at the dark moon window, Fu Cang was probably already asleep, she suddenly got up, and turned into a breeze and went into the window, sure enough, he was sleeping on the bed, lying quietly on his side in the quilt, with long hair covering half of his face.

She cautiously leaned over to the bed, pulled the futon and sat on the floor to examine him carefully. When he sleeps, his eyelids will tremble slightly, and his lips will move, which is very interesting, is this the case for mortals?

Suddenly, his lips moved a few times, and he didn't know what he was muttering, Xuanyi put his hands on the side of the bed and whispered, "What did you say, talk to me?"

His murmur fell silent again, and he rolled over, the quilt slid down to his waist, and his robe slipped under his shoulders, revealing a large swath of his back, which was tight and strong.

Xuanyi climbed into bed, leaned in front of him again, stared at him for a long time, and made sure that he was not awake, how could he speak if he was not awake?

The next day, Fucang was woken up by freezing, even if he was covered with a quilt, he still felt that his body was cold and biting, and it was dog days now. He uncovered the quilt and turned over and sat up, shivering with cold, and suddenly saw the female ghost sitting on the futon last night, with her back against the edge of the bed and her head sleepy.

He was horrified in his heart, she could still appear when the day dawned! He shot like lightning, and immediately wanted to take out the rune paper from the dark compartment under the bed, and when he touched it, the secret compartment was frozen and frozen tightly, and he found that this room was covered with cold ice at some point, and even the bed had a thin layer of frost, no wonder it was so cold.

This female ghost is so profound.

Fu Cang took out the yellow paper from under the pillow, bit his finger and wrote the mantra in blood, and put it on her head, Xuanyi was half-asleep and half-awake in a hazy room, and couldn't help but wake up with a "hey", turned his head to look at him blankly, and slowly tore off the rune paper on his head after a long time, and when he saw that it was written in blood, she immediately frowned in disgust and threw it away.

"Stop spilling rune paper. She rubbed her pitiful head with white snow, "I'm so powerful, you can't take it." ”

Fu Cang didn't have a chance for a while, so he had to ask, "What do you want?"

Xuanyi looked at him suspiciously: "You really don't remember me?"

He said lightly: "I haven't seen you, why should I remember you?"

Xuanyi was not very comfortable when he heard this, and frowned: "I came to see you when you were five years old, and you forgot it so quickly?

A ball of air suddenly appeared in his chest, he couldn't swallow or spit it out, and it took him half a day before he asked coldly, "What are you going to do?"

Xuanyi glanced at him maliciously and said with a cruel smile: "I want to pick your skin and eat your heart." ”

She hugged her arms and waited for him to cry and shrink into the quilt, but he didn't move, staring at her coldly, and she suddenly missed the round coward.

Fu Cang wrapped himself in the quilt and got out of bed, and his voice was indifferent: "Please go out, I'm going to change my clothes and do morning class." ”

I thought she would be shamelessly entangled, but who knew that she got up neatly and simply, and walked to the door gracefully, Fang wanted to open the door, but suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "Why do you still talk when you sleep?"

Fucang was annoyed and embarrassed, quickly walked to the door, opened the door and pushed her out: "That's a dream." ”

Who is stupid? She is the stupidest, and she doesn't even know what to say in her dreams.

(Zilang Literature)