Fucang felt that one day he would be mad by this female ghost.

He forced her to return all the gold bars she had stolen from the major banks, and when everything was done and the sky was almost dawn, he couldn't sleep all night. Fu Cang rubbed the corners of his aching forehead, and glanced at the female ghost sitting on the futon elegantly opposite, she seemed to be more helpless than him, bowing her head and playing with her sleeves silently.

"Who taught you to steal money?" he almost suspected, she had jumped out of the rock. To say that she is naïve, and there is eight points of evil and willfulness in her actions, why is she so eccentric?

Xuanyi picked the cuff pattern embroidery, she was the most impatient to be preached, and her face was three feet long: "You can buy anything with the money you say." ”

Fu Cang was almost laughed at by her: "Will there be people who don't know what money is? Didn't your parents teach you the truth of being a human being before you died?"

She only knows how to do the Candle Yin Dragon God, and she is really not good at being a person.

Fu Cang frowned and stared at her, she may not be a female ghost, ghosts are all changed by people, but she is not like a human at all, and she doesn't know all the most basic common sense of people. Maybe she's a demon? What kind of demon would be so cold to the bone, covered with frost and snow?

"Why are you so obsessed with my forgiveness?" no matter how he lived alone and did not understand the world, he could see that the forgiveness she said was not as simple as pestering him.

Xuanyi's skull also hurt a little, and she slowly leaned down, leaning over the bookcase, not knowing whether she was anxious or scared.

He doesn't eat oil and salt, he doesn't eat soft and hard, and he can't even buy his forgiveness from the most powerful magic weapon "money" that can buy anything in the mortal world. How can she forgive her? How long will she stay with him? How long will this fate be entangled? Or is it not her apology that he wants at all?

"I'm asking you. The young man on the opposite side reprimanded her with a face, "Sit down, sit down." ”

This guy has become mortal, and it's so troublesome.

Xuanyi glared at him and didn't answer his question: "If I don't show up, will you be able to forgive me?"

Fu Cang was suddenly silent, and he realized that he didn't even know the answer to this question.

Xuanyi's heart was upset, he quickly got up, floated out of the house, and whispered: "I won't appear in front of you again, don't blame me anymore, don't ...... Don't hate me. ”

In the meager morning light, the branches and leaves of the pear tree were still trembling slightly, and the courtyard was empty, and there was no half of a figure.

He didn't know whether he was relieved or lost, he stood in the courtyard for a long time, turned around, but saw a snow-white thing on the ground in front of the door, Fu Cang's heart moved, leaned over to pick it up, but it was a crystal clear flower, the petals were translucent like ice crystals, and it was covered with dense jasper-like veins, very beautiful, he had never seen this kind of flower.

Fu Cang was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but open his mouth and call, "Are you there?"

No one answered him, and there was silence.

From the moment this female ghost appeared, Fu Cang had an intuition that his pure days were probably over. As it turned out, his instincts were so accurate that even if she disappeared, she would still mess up his quiet seclusion.

For more than a month, every day when he came back from class, there would be a cloud of snow knick-kneading gadgets at the door, and now his bookshelf was full of these, from nine lions to golden carp, from crystal clear petals to an inexplicable snow shrimp, he really couldn't figure out what shrimp meant.

Where the hell is she hiding? His eyes were born with a glimpse of ghosts and gods, but he couldn't find her from heaven and earth, and this situation kept him awake at night.

That night, Fucang began to have nightmares again, countless grotesque pictures kept flashing in front of him, he often had nightmares since he was a child, and he always couldn't remember the situation in the dream, every time he woke up, he felt extremely lost, and he woke up especially today.

He could not sleep any longer, so he sat up in his cloak and saw something shining on the bookcase, the gold ring she always wore in her hair.

As if pushed by a gentle force, Fu Cang couldn't help but hold the cold gold ring in his hand, skillful, and there was no skilled craftsman in the world who could make such a hair ornament.

She's in.

The hustle and bustle in my heart suddenly quieted down.

Fu Cang gently pushed open the door, the moon was like frost, the snow was bright in all directions, everything was silent, the slender figure was lying on the pear tree, her long hair fell from the branches and leaves, half wet, her bare feet also poked out from under the cumbersome skirt, and she was using her snow-white toes to touch the leaves next to her.

Under the moon. It's not a female ghost, it's not a banshee, is she from heaven?

The slight footsteps seemed to alarm her, and as soon as Xuanyi turned his head to look at Fucang, he was about to turn into a breeze and run away, so he said coldly behind him: "If you run away, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life." ”

She stopped suddenly, this sentence is too vicious, this guy is too vicious. She sat back on the leaf with a straight face, staring at him very unkindly.

Fu Cang slowly walked under the pear tree, looked at her long semi-wet hair that fell on the branches and leaves, and said softly: "You...... What are you doing?"

Xuanyi was not angry: "Dry your hair." ”

She has always been pampered, pay attention to work and rest, this time the nether realm thought that it could be solved, who knew that it had been spent more than a month in the mortal world, and in the god realm it was two days past, she couldn't stand it for two days without bathing, but fortunately, the picket spirit officers introduced a fairly clean mountain spring, and reluctantly washed it, and was not very satisfied.

Fu Cang originally wanted to ask her why she didn't appear anymore, but at this moment, he felt that this question was too unpleasant, and when he saw that she was holding a ball of snow in her hand, he asked, "What did you pinch this time?"

She held it in the palm of her hand, and said seriously: "Dragon." ”

Long ...... Fucang looked at the white snow, no matter how he looked at it, it was all loaches. He couldn't help but touch the loach's bare skull: "Where's the dragon horn?"

Subconsciously, there should be two dragon horns like grains of rice on that smooth head, which feels very good.

But I heard her say, "It hasn't grown yet." ”

He subconsciously whispered, "That's not a loach?"

Her body seemed to tremble slightly, and she stopped talking. Fu Cang looked up at her face, her eyes dodged around, frightened and troubled, and finally as if she had made up her mind, her dark eyes quietly stared at him, her eyes intertwined, and gradually, her eyes became gentle but sad, he had never seen such eyes.

Fu Cang slowly raised his hand, his palm pressed against her cold cheek.

"Why is it always alone?" he asked softly.

Xuanyi smiled and looked away: "I just like to stay alone." ”

Lie.

Fu Cang bent down and picked up the shoes she had fallen to the ground, wooden soles, silk, and eighteen orchids embroidered on the uppers, and there were no such delicate shoes in the world.

He grabbed her cold feet under the hem of her skirt, and she shivered again, trying to break free, and he said, "Don't move." ”

Her feet were properly packed into her shoes, Fu Cang only felt that her palms were about to freeze, she was countless colder than cold ice, he reluctantly let go of her feet, the roots of his ears were a little hot, and he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, but listening to her yawn down with her sleeve, he remembered that on the first day she was still sitting on the edge of the bed and napping, and she also wanted to sleep?

Fu Cang dragged her down from the tree: "Come into the house and sleep, and give you the bed." ”

Xuanyi held back another yawn, calculating the time, she hadn't slept for almost two days in the god realm, and to be honest, she was really sleepy. After thinking about it, the golden princess showed a look of disgust: "I don't want to sleep in such a broken bed." ”

...... He really didn't know whether to pinch her or what.

"Then sleep on the floor. He dragged her into the house without saying anything.

As a result, his bed was still occupied, Xuanyi entered the house and sat on the bed, and fell asleep with a pillow.

Halfway through his sleep, he felt unbearably cold, Fu Cang opened his eyes with difficulty, it was already bright outside, and the inside of the house was covered with ice several inches thick, and he slept on the ice all night, shivering from the cold. He got up wrapped in the quilt, light-headed, and a little dizzy.

She was still lying quietly on the bed, obediently lying on her side, the quilt covering her shoulders, and not moving.

Didn't you wake up? Fu Cang quietly came to the side of the bed, the cold was even more biting, he shivered, but still stretched out his fingers to gently brush away the black hair covering her face. As the sun rises, her plump lips are half-open and glowing like honey.

Fu Cang felt his heart pounding, and slowly leaned down and kissed her on the cold lips.

As if kissing a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, the biting chill instantly penetrated his veins, tendons, limbs, and hundreds of bones, and he shivered again.

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