It's just that the next story is not that the enchanted elf rescued the scholar and tied the knot to repay the favor, but when Shen Xingyue had not yet come out of the shock of his transformation, the routine black and white impermanence appeared to bring the scholar's soul back to the underworld. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And Shen Xingyue just stood aside, stretched out her hand and pressed her heart that couldn't beat, and looked at it calmly, without making a sound, without blocking it, she knew that she couldn't stop it, and the only thing she could do was to blow a breath on him when the ghost was almost not paying attention.

That was her first breath in the world, and from then on, it would be imprinted in the soul of the little scholar, and she could feel it no matter how her body changed. No matter how far away, you can find it.

Scholars, like thousands of ordinary people, follow the ghosts into the underworld to devote themselves to reincarnation. However, Shen Xingyue continued to cultivate in the deep mountains, and until today, she met without warning.

Shen Xingyue stood according to her heart for a long time, the past scenes flashed in front of her eyes like a marquee, although those things happened for too long, she thought she was about to forget for a long time, but now goodbye, she found that she could still describe it clearly with a pen.

Until the little scholar opened his mouth, there was some confusion in his clear voice: "Girl, girl, what's wrong with you?" ”

Shen Xingyue blinked, ahhhhh

"You...... What is your name? Shen Xingyue didn't answer the rhetorical question, she knew that she knew that no matter if she was kind or fate, there would always be another day, but she didn't expect that it would be so sudden and so overwhelming.

"Do you ask?" Maybe it was Shen Xingyue's facial expression that was really a little strange, and the scholar couldn't help but say, "In Xia Song Yang, girl, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." Shen Xingyue took a few steps closer, walked to the table, looked at it carefully, and then said, "You...... What is it? ”

Even though Shen Xingyue was a little excited and overwhelmed by things at this time, she was still basically sober, she didn't feel the breath of evil spirits and powerful ghosts on the scholar's body, but she also clearly knew that he couldn't be a human.

"I ......" Song Yang seemed to be a little confused, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "I don't know, I just remember that a long time ago, I climbed a mountain, and then accidentally fell off the mountain and fainted." When I woke up again, it was in this house, I couldn't get out, no one came in outside, I just read here, and I kept reading, and I kept reading...... Neither sleepy nor hungry......"

Song Yang looked up at the roof and walls, but there were only black holes around him, and he couldn't see anything. Whether it's a person or a ghost, if you are trapped in this place all the time, even if you don't go crazy, you can imagine how sad it is.

Shen Xingyue blurted out for a while: "Do you want to go out?" ”

She didn't know if this was a person or a ghost in front of her, but at this moment, even Shixin couldn't help but feel a sour feeling, and she couldn't help it, so she wanted to ask.

Unexpectedly, Song Yang listened to Shen Xingyue's words, but he didn't show any joyful expression, but hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I don't really want to go out." ”

"Don't want to go out?" Shen Xingyue said strangely: "Why? ”

She turned her head to look at the door that had come in, and it had disappeared for some time, completely hidden in the darkness, as if it had never been. The whole room is like an airtight cage, which is depressing.

Song Yang sighed: "Although the world outside is big, what's so good." The girl may not know that although my family does not worry about food and clothing, it is not peaceful, and all kinds of intrigues make people feel irritable. I thought that studying abroad could be simpler, but in this world, where there are people, there is no peace, speaking of which, I prefer to find a place where no one disturbs me to read. These books, after reading one, will become another, which is really to my liking. ”

Shen Xingyue is not a person who likes to read, and she has never intrigued in the mansion, so she can't understand Song Yang's thoughts at all, and can't help but say: "But I've been alone, and I haven't even had anyone to talk to, isn't it lonely?" ”

This little scholar, in this way, is actually a nerd. Thinking about it, fortunately Xiao Mo is not, in comparison, cold words are better than astronomical crepes.

"Sometimes, it's really a little lonely, and I think it would be nice to have someone to talk to." Song Yang said, and suddenly held Shen Xingyue's hand: "Girl, I don't know why, as soon as I saw you, I felt very kind, as if we had met before." ”

Shen Xingyue was shocked, knowing that it was wrong, but for a while, she couldn't break free.

Although Song Yang is not human, her hands are warm, and that kind of warmth and warmth is something she has tasted carefully after she has felt it for the first time, and it will never be forgotten for life.

"Girl." Song Yang's voice rang in his ears like a bewitching voice: "Can you stay with me and talk to me, I think, I won't be so lonely." I'll tell you the story in the book, where there are birds and flowers, and there are beautiful mountains and rivers......"

Shen Xingyue knew that he was in a demon, and this Song Yang in front of him must not be the scholar of the year, and he couldn't respond to this voice no matter what, and if he did, he would most likely be really trapped.

But she didn't have any strength at all, she only felt that her body was so heavy, not to mention running away from the door, she couldn't break away from Song Yang's hand, her lips opened and closed, and then opened, seeing that a good word was about to come out.

Just when a syllable blurted out, Shen Xingyue's heart suddenly felt a sharp tingling pain, this pain, on the contrary, she woke up, Song Yang's face in her eyes was distorted, and in her ears, there was a familiar shout, the voice was cold and deep, like a hammer, slamming heavily on her heart.

In a trance, Song Yang's hands also changed, no longer the bones were distinct, the skin was warm, and the delicate skin fell off one by one, boring and cracked, becoming like dry bark. The nails also grew long in an instant, like an iron cage, firmly clasping Shen Xingyue's wrists, and even piercing into her skin.

The turquoise rattan burst out of Shen Xingyue's sleeve, grew like crazy, clinged to Song Yang's arm, and continued to move forward, wrapping his whole person tightly, and then spreading out in all directions with him as the center, climbing the ground and walls of the entire room, still growing outward......