Click.

The sound of crackling tiles came from above.

Mi Feixue raised her head, her eyes were blank, and her expression was a little puzzled.

The tiles above the eaves are intact, and the piece that was opened by Banlu before is also finely repaired and does not show a trace of abnormality.

The brush was dipped in ink, and Mi Feixue lowered her head again and thought about it.

[By the way, there is also a heart-warming porcelain figurine girl who is about to crack, and she is about to crack]

After writing the last stroke, Mi Feixue carefully checked it to make sure that there was no typo, then carefully dried the ink and closed the diary, jumped out of the chair and inserted the closed diary into a fixed position on the bookshelf behind her.

A child's face popped up on the bookshelf, "Little master, are you here to play a bedtime game?" ”

Mi Feixue shook her head.

She reached out and held up her index finger, meaning to ask for a blank book.

A book that she was tall enough to get her hands popped up.

Mi Feixue pulled it out and went back to the desk, picked up the brush and didn't drop it for a long time.

Her large, blank eyes were fixed on the page, but her mind had already run away.

It's been a long time.

The child pursed his lips before he put down his pen seriously.

"Gods"

She turned the first page, and she wrote it stroke by stroke.

[Her soul has a warm light]

[She has a sweet scent on her]

[Her voice is softer than the evening breeze]

[Her fingers are softer than running water]

[So she's a god]

[August is the god of the snow]

……

Mi August, who was studying the book of good and evil, suddenly flashed the book of good and evil in his hand, and automatically turned to the title page.

A blank title page has a line of values out of thin air.

[Good & Evil: 10]

Mi August: "Can you explain?" ”

The ink-colored font below appears and disappears: the value of good and evil is negative, and it is punished by heaven.

After that, Mi August asked deeper, but there was no response from the page.

In just half a day, I have seen the weirdness that I haven't seen for half a year, and Mi August no longer cares about a book for too long.

Mi August calculated that it was almost time to put the child to sleep, so he opened the door and walked out, and unexpectedly saw two figures lying on the ground in the corridor not far away.

"Save ...... Help me. Liu Jinbao saw her and desperately reached out for help.

Mi August approached, and the housekeeper came out of nowhere, carrying a lantern to light her up.

Mi August saw Yu Hu's waist fall to the ground in a posture that was almost cut in the waist, ordinary people died so early that they couldn't die anymore, but cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and his eyeballs rolled under his eyelids, and he was clearly conscious.

Liu Jinbao's external injuries couldn't be seen, but in less than ten seconds, he had already covered his chest and wailed three times.

"Help us, save us." Liu Jinbao's eyes rolled, his consciousness was about to disappear, and he instinctively muttered in his mouth.

Mi August crouched down and unfastened the clothes on his chest, revealing the position of his dead chest.

White.

Mi August glanced at it and said, "I don't know what kind of illness you have, how to save it?" ”

The soft voice in the cool night warmed people's bodies and minds, Liu Jinbao lost all his vigilance and said: "My heart hurts, my heart seems to be cracked." ”

Mi August looked at his heart again, thought for a while and said, "I don't have an instrument, do you mind if I cut it open and take a look?" ”

Liu Jinbao was so painful that he couldn't hear what she said clearly, only saw a pair of gentle eyes like water, and nodded stupidly.

Mi August stood up and instructed the butler, "Send them back to the guest room first, and I'll be over later." ”

The housekeeper carried one in one hand and carried the people away.

Mi August continued to Mi Feixue's residence, and when she arrived at the location, she saw a girl who was wrapped in her hair and didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and a teenager who covered her ears with her hands and hit her head on the ground.

She glanced at it and knocked on Mi Feixue's door.

The sound of a clattering trot can be heard through the door.

The door was pushed open from the inside, and Mi Feixue looked up at her inside.

Mi August saw that she had changed into pajamas, touched her head and praised "Good." Then he said, "You go lie down first, and I'll solve a few patients and come over." ”

Mi Feixue tilted her head.

Mi August said: "The guest who came today is sick. ”

Mi Feixue pulled her sleeve, her face full of reluctance.

"Okay, then I'll see it tomorrow." Mi August smiled dotingly, "Anyway, looking at their appearance, they won't die for a while." ”

Mi Feixue, who was so spoiled, lowered his head shyly, but did not let go of her sleeves.

"Let's go." Mi August shook her hand and walked in.

The children's room is simple and clean, and the most striking thing is the huge bookshelf that takes up half of the room, and the shelves are lined with books.

Most of these books are pre-existing, and a few are written by Mi Feixue herself.

Children like to write very much, and when Mi August first came half a year ago, he found that the child was always alone in the room, and he could sit at the desk all day.

After getting along with each other, Mi August asked Mi Feixue what she wanted to do in the future.

The little one said ignorantly: write a book.

Mi August praised her for being a little literati, so she planned to save money and find a relationship to apply for her private school.

Now the road is upside down and paved, but it is not convenient to use.

Mi August asked the child to go to bed and lie down first, took out a random copy from the bookshelf, sat on the bed together under the child's expectant look, and opened the book named "Little Lantern".

"Little lantern, white and white, two eyes lit up, love to eat hair, love to lick cheeks, squeak is really weird, really weird......"

Mi August finished reading along the title page and looked at the child beside him, "Newly written?" ”

Mi Feixue nodded shyly, and the trembling eyelashes on her godless eyes still revealed some expectations in her heart.

Mi August praised: "It's well written, it's very rhyming." ”

……

Outside.

A lantern hanging on the porch fluttered down, and the candle flame lit up inside, and the candle flame shook out a superimposed shadow, like two eyeballs, falling directly to the head of Banlu.

Crash.

The lantern cracked open a mouth and wrapped around Banlu's hair.

The hair was burned by the candle flame inside, revealing Banlu's face.

Ban Lu thought he had escaped, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the fire of the lantern.

"Ahh

A tongue of fire came out of the lantern and licked her cheeks.

Zi –

I am scorched by sweet skin.

Ban Lu and his party burst into tears, not knowing whether it was pain or fright.

"Woo woo, help, help!!"