He closed the door, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly to the bathroom, passing a private room, the door was wide open, and a clear female voice came from inside, as if arguing.

Fu Jia dangled to the door, lit a cigarette, and watched with interest.

"It's still an ancient tomb, and the general's tomb has collapsed, don't you really know it? You said that you are busy, you are busy coming to KTV to take your sister! ”

"Zimiao, listen to my explanation, we are having a dinner in the department, there are only people from our department here, they are all classmates, Zimiao, you misunderstood me!"

Wu Zimiao sneered, "You're still lying, it's not good for you to deceive a Taoist priest!" ”

She raised her hand, a pair of slap big tarot cards, she drew one casually, and mocked: "See, reversed, reversed, reversed, all are reversed!" ”

The boyfriend explained: "Zi Miao, the reason why I lied to you was that I was afraid that you would think too much and affect your relationship with me......"

"Stop, I only believe in the cards, let's see what the cards say." Wu Zimiao slipped her thumb and flipped open one, "Yo, magician, you have been lying to me from the beginning." ”

Her boyfriend's face was a little ugly, and Wu Zimiao continued to flip through it, the pattern was a person sitting upright in Luanyu, holding the reins, and two animals pulling the cart.

Wu Zimiao smiled angrily: "The chariot plate is reversed, you really derailed." ”

The boyfriend was stunned, blushing and speechless.

Wu Zimiao pulled out another one, a skeleton riding a horse, holding a sickle, coming slowly, and the atmosphere was gloomy.

"Death? Yes, the garbage should be thrown away, bye-bye, sister is not playing! ”

"Zimiao, don't, I don't agree to break up!" The boyfriend grabbed Wu Zimiao's arm and kept it in a good voice, "Zimiao, you believe me, what I like is you, it's just playing with her......"

Fu Jia, who was watching the play at the door, sneered, he has seen a lot of this kind of scene, cheating to keep his girlfriend, but he hasn't been on home plate yet, and he is unwilling.

Really like it? Come on, this is a deception to a three-year-old child.

There are one and two, a man's inferior nature is that he does not change his dead nature, Fu Jia sighed twice, although he soaked a lot of girls, but there is a bottom line, that is, he will never step on two boats.

Wu Zimiao threw the cards into the air, and through the flying cards, the red lips lightly opened: "Then BB, I will press your eight characters under the altar." ”

The boyfriend's hand trembled and unconsciously let go, Wu Zimiao patted the place he touched with disgust, with a thick mockery on his face, as if he was laughing at him.

Fu Jia's ears moved, Taoist priest? The altar? Could it be that this girl is also a cultivator?

He was distracted for a moment, came back to his senses, and suddenly took a look at Wu Zimiao who came out of his face.

Wu Zimiao thought that Fu Jia was in a group with the people inside, and when he passed by him, he snorted coldly.

Fu Jia was a little surprised that the other party had a baby face, in his impression, the Taoist priest was very pure, and she was really too ...... It's sweeter.

Hearing that hum, Fu Jia touched his nose a little inexplicably, and saw that the other party went straight down the stairs and walked towards the gate.

Fu Jia followed behind Wu Zimiao not far away, walking and suddenly feeling a bit like a tracking pervert, fortunately, the road is wide, there is a street lamp in ten steps, it is more than nine o'clock, it is not too late, and there are still people setting off fireworks.

Now it's a bit of a thief to turn around, there is a crossroads ahead, Fu Jia stubbornly continued to walk forward, just go in the opposite direction with her later, Fu Jia thought in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly stopped, Fu Jia thought that he had been discovered, and began to think about whether to run or simply rush forward.

As he pondered, the person in front of him took two steps to the left, slowly sat down on the flower platform on the side of the road, lowered his head and covered his face with his hands.

Her hair was long, straight black that fell from her ears and obscured her face.

Fu Jia thought to himself that now was the right time, he could get rid of the suspicion that he was following her by pretending to pass in front of her.

He put his hands in his pockets, his pace was as natural as possible, swaying slowly on the road, and when he passed by Wu Zimiao, he didn't know which crazy way he smoked, and whistled lightly.

Reflecting what she had done, Fu Jia's scalp was numb, and she couldn't help but peek at the person sitting on the flower bed with her spare eyes, but found that the other party had already raised her head, and under the shroud of the street lamp, her face was glowing with a slightly yellowish soft light, and a pair of moist and red eyes.

Fu Jia's heart jumped, and he subconsciously raised his hands and stumbled to explain: "Hug, I'm sorry, my mouth is scooping, I didn't mean to ......"

Unexpectedly, the other party just glanced at him calmly, then lowered his head, did not cry and make a fuss, and the hidden sadness was faintly leaked at this moment.

Fu Jia was dumbfounded, he slowly lowered his hand, took out a handkerchief from the upper pocket of the shirt inside the suit, he squatted down in front of Wu Zimiao at a distance, and stretched out his hand: "Oh, new." ”

The handkerchief is pale cyan, and it is embroidered with orchids, which is fresh and elegant, which does not match Fu Jia's temperament at all.

Wu Zimiao inhaled gently, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you." ”

"Hey, don't think I'm a pervert stalking you." Fu Jia waved his hand nonchalantly, but saw that the other party looked a little strange.

Wu Zimiao straightened her hair, pinned the scattered ones behind her ears, took a deep breath, and stood up.

Fu Jia also got up and faced her face to face, Wu Zimiao was as tall as his chest, so she had to raise her eyes when she spoke, she opened her mouth, and just wanted to say something, when her pupils suddenly shrank, and she shouted: "Be careful!" ”

She grabbed Fu Jia's arm and brought it behind her, and at the same time, she took out a bladed sword out of nowhere and stabbed it into the center of a person's eyebrows.

Fu Jia was taken aback, hurried to look, and saw that the man was stabbed without blood, smiling sadly, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the back of his ears.

This person is obviously abnormal, Fu Jia stabilized his mind and found that something was wrong.

The man's face was very white, whiter than the wall paint, his chest did not rise and fall, and Fu Jia could see the word hunger in his eyes.

He swallowed, "What is this?" ”

"A demon who sucks in people's yang energy and condenses his soul into a physical body."

Wu Zimiao was very calm, held the hilt of the sword, and sent it in hard, stabbing the ghost brain shell.

The ghost was still grinning, as if he didn't care about it, Wu Zimiao was in a bad mood, and scolded directly: "Laugh at your father!" ”

She poked into her pocket with one hand, and when she took it out again, she was already holding the yellow talisman, the ghost held the blade of the sword, and pulled the sword out, Wu Zimiao's expression was cold, she turned the sword in a different direction, flattened it, and swept it horizontally, directly cutting off half of the ghost's skull.

The evil ghost knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, so he ran away, Wu Zimiao flew up and kicked on the back of the evil ghost, the evil ghost mixed his left foot with his right foot, and fell down on the ground, Wu Zimiao took the opportunity to hold down his backbone, stuffed the yellow charm from its heavenly spirit cover, and pinched the trick with one hand and recited the mantra.

The evil ghost is not a vegetarian, driving the yang energy in his body to shake the yellow fu outward, Wu Zimiao had to block the opening of the Tianling Gai with his palm, and he couldn't pull away.

Fu Jia's heart tightened, thinking about how to help, his eyes swept around the ground, and with an idea, he picked up the skull on the ground and half-knelt in front of Wu Zimiao, urging: "Quick, use this!" ”