Chapter 903: That Ghost (3)

On the shore, Hu lightly turned his head and laughed: "It's almost fast, it's not too deep, and it will climb up in a while." ”

The night is dark, but the surroundings are not dark, the jade plate in the sky is comparable to a searchlight, extraordinarily bright, everything on the ground is covered with a layer of silver glow, so at night, the scholars who can't light the lamp must like it.

At night, you can read a book, or you can meet a ghost or a demon.

The surface of the waterhole is turbulent, and the fine water lines gradually become waves, wave after wave.

Hu chuckled: "It's coming out soon." ”

The waves hit the shore in an uproar, everyone retreated, the pool not far away surged upward, Hu Qingxin accelerated at the bottom, ruthlessly turned around, boom, the mechanism wrapped around the black shadow broke out of the water, and climbed to the shore in the wind and waves.

Everyone looked at the black shadow above, and under the bright moonlight, the black dyed by the water turned into a dark cyan, and at the end of the dark cyan, between the two bone heads, there was a face erected.

A face with a cloak of deep resentment.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Ghosts are creatures that occupy a special place in the hearts of the two women. The word itself represents the ultimate thrilling background music and the ultimate horror graphics. Ghost is not a word, ghost is a chat. Old.

A terrifying romantic plot engraved in the bones and flowing in the blood.

Locals can never understand.

A group of people who are so confused, even if it is a ghost cultivator, and this is not a ghost cultivator, just a demon, a half-hung demon.

Hu Qing quickly shut up, and helped Hu Nuan shut up manually: "Don't shout, it scares me, what do you shout, isn't it a-"

A snake with a human head on its head!

If the White Lady looked like this, Xu Xian took the initiative to move into Leifeng Tower.

The mother and son sneered: "Cough, see you for the first time." ”

The human head snake body that came out of the water opened his mouth to spit sand, spit out several mouthfuls in a row, and opened his mouth sharply: "Who are you? In the middle of the night, disturb people's dreams, be careful of my ancestors, I will kill you. ”

“.”

This snake is so annoying.

Hu smiled lightly: "Let's get tired, this is my thing." ”

The person's face tightened, and the snake's body tightened: "Mine." ”

Hu despised the four: Can you fight?

Four: No, you can't beat the people behind them.

A pair of narrow willow leaves on the head of the person are shining in his eyes, and Hu Qing is very familiar, which is the light of the wealth fan.

This snake will not return her.

Heh, think she can't help it?

Lao Tzu can be installed and disassembled.

A thought swept away, crackling, crackling, and falling on a pile of bones, and before he could react, those bones flew towards the debt collector with wings, all gone, all taken away by her!

Lying on the ground stupidly, there were still water stains on his body, how embarrassed in the moonlight.

Hu turned around with a slight smile: "Call it a day, go home." ”

She walked a few steps briskly, grabbed Hu Nuan's hand, and flew away.

The group that was left behind: "."

The moonlight was obscured by shadows, and the snake shadow swayed: "Who, also, don't, think, go." ”

All stiff.

Hu Qing didn't have the slightest burden to pull Hu Nuan to wash and sleep, as soon as it touched the bed board, the two of them opened the chatbox, and Hu Huahua also squeezed in halfway, asking this, asking that, saying this, saying that.

When the moonlight dissipated, Hu Nuan yawned: "Master, they'll be fine, right?" ”

"Of course they'll be fine, they're all their own family."

Hu Nuan hummed, turned over and fell asleep peacefully.

Hu Qing lay down and got up to the courtyard with Hu Huahua in his arms.

Chun Yan and Hu Zhuo have already gotten up and are busy in the kitchen. The original empty room was temporarily converted into a kitchen.

"Sister, I didn't have time yesterday, let's hold a family banquet today."

The black, red, white and brown spirit chicken in Hu Zhuo's hand clucked, and there was no resistance when his death was approaching.

Hu Qing: "I didn't care about eating all day yesterday, you can help me cook a small noodle, it's light and delicious." ”

The knife fell with his hand, and the spirit chicken completed a pot of shredded chicken noodles.

The three of them sat around a table, Hu Huahua didn't go together, ran outside the yard to play, Hu Qing felt that he was now minding eating together in front of non-family members.

The flour used to make the noodles is freshly ground in the morning, the fragrance of wheat can smell the sun, the thin shredded chicken is perfectly integrated into the fragrance of the noodles, and the pale white soup is dotted with a few green onions, flowing down the throat into the belly, and the stomach and heart are alive.

Hu Qing was so moved that he cried, ten years, ten years, he finally ate a decent meal.

"Your craft has grown a lot."

Hu Zhuo was distressed: "Sister, you haven't eaten for too long, the noodles you make are much better than mine." ”

In the past ten years, he has focused all his attention on cultivation, and his cooking skills have really not improved. His sister thought it was delicious, but it was just because she was hungry.

Hu glanced at Chun Yan with his eyes: "You grow your hair out, I can see the sweat droplets on your scalp." ”

I just ate a bowl of noodles and didn't sweat. ”

He touched his head: "I'll go to the Thousand Machines Pavilion." ”

Hu opened his eyes wide: "Go like this?" Who are you scaring about? ”

Chun Yan: "It seems that there is a lot of new information that we don't know. I'm going to inquire. ”

"Go, go, talk." Hu Qing felt that he had no position to persuade Chun Yan to reconcile with his sister or break up, so persuade him to control his emotions.

When the pot is warmed up, the water is poured into the pot. She stood at the table in a daze, her nose twitching: "You don't call me when you eat." "What a grievance.

At this time, Hu Qing had already gone to the refining room, and only Hu Zhuo was busy in the kitchen, and the steamer was opened, and a pot of various coarse grain crops was taken out: "Eat." ”

The coarse food of the monk realm is a delicacy that the emperor of the mortal realm can't easily eat, and there is no coarse food in the cultivation realm.

Hu Nuan sat down, exhaling hot air, and his eyes chased Hu Zhuo, who was busy coming and going: "Brother Zhuo, why don't you just worship our Chaohua Sect, Master Di Yuan likes you, we can cultivate together." ”

Hu Zhuo turned to her and smiled: "I prefer to do casual cultivation. ”

Hu Nuan shook his head: "Don't learn from my mother, my mother looks easy to get along with, in fact, she is the most annoying to be managed." And she likes to run around and can't take care of you at all. Your refining weapon is so powerful, you are left at home, and you are blind. ”

Hu Zhuo smiled, walked over and sat down, and wiped his hands: "Your mother gives me freedom." ”

Hu Nuan: "It's also free to enter the sect." ”

Hu Zhuo looked at her and smiled without saying a word.

Hu Nuan was deflated: "Okay, in fact, the sect has a lot of tasks, and there are many door rules, and I have to deal with people, that is, my master loves me, so I can live comfortably." ”

Qiao Yu, who happened to come over: It turns out that you know it in your heart.

Asked, "Where's your mother?" ”

Hu Nuan turned around: "Master, my mother has gone to the refining room." That ghost went back? ”

Qiao Yu's face darkened: "You stand up, I'll take a look." ”

What?

Hu Nuan is inexplicable.

Qiao Yu said: "Qingran said that you stole his things. ”

What!

Hu Nuan jumped up: "Framed and framed, right?" Bullying, huh? Is that ghost trying to rip my mother's bones? ”

Qiao Yu: "."

Hu Zhuo: "."

Qiao Yu carried her around in front of her eyes three times, and finally found a little turtle in the folds of her skirt at her calf.

A small turtle only half a finger long, with a faint blue shell and an amber skirt.

(End of chapter)