Sang returned to the courtyard from time to time and stayed alone in the room for a long time. Until Xiaoman knocked on her door, she only handed her a letter and sent it to Wusheng. She is willing to save Wusheng, but the premise is that Wusheng needs to accompany her out of the palace to find out Cang Yuyan's whereabouts now. Soon, without any suspense, Xiaoman told her that Wusheng agreed to her conditions.

......

The next day, when he woke up, Sang Wushi seemed to be no different from usual, at least his face was as usual.

She hated the endless drizzle, so she set up an enchantment in the courtyard to isolate the dampness of the rain from the outside world.

Sang stretched his waist from time to time, carrying a large basket of fresh oranges in his hand, and came to the courtyard to look around, "Zimo, are you there? I took the oranges." Saying that he hadn't been seen since he disappeared from her eyes a few days ago, it only deepened the idea of whether he was hallucinating. After all, since the beginning of the dust beads, strange things have happened frequently.

"All the time, what are you shaking?" Xiao Man's puzzled voice came from the door, she carried a basket of food boxes in her hands, walked into the courtyard, and gently placed the food box on the stone table.

"Ah...... It's okay. She said, then looked at Xiao Man with an inexplicable face, and thought for a while: "Xiao Man, you have never seen a child in the Futu Palace?"

She was even more puzzled, "Kid? Isn't there a little Guding who boils medicine at the witch woman?oh, and ......." Sang Wushi tossed an orange in his hand and interrupted her, "Oh, let me put it another way, didn't you notice that something was wrong with the Demon Realm?

Xiao Man's movements did not stop, and he gently opened the food box, and suddenly the delicate pastries with attractive colors in it attracted Sang Wushi's attention, "What's wrong with you lately, it's always weird, there is an enchantment, can we not know? Lord Chi is very sensitive to these things, you forgot ...... back then"

Sang Wushi picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and paused slightly, his eyes moved slightly, yes, there are not a few people in the Futu Palace who understand the enchantment, and Wuxian and Chi Shu are both very tight, but they didn't notice the little ghost?

Xiao Man's fingertips shook in front of her stopped eyes, "Hey?"

"Ah, I'm fine, didn't you say that you made me osmanthus wine, go and get it." She waved her hand to signal Xiaoman to leave, "Mmmm, I'll go and see if it's okay, count the days are almost over, wait for me......"

As soon as Xiaoman left, the courtyard became quiet again. Sang Wushi lay on the table, pressed his brain with his fingertips, the expression on his face was a little heavy, and he thought about everything that happened from the beginning to the present, except for a few pots of oranges that disappeared in the courtyard, nothing could prove the existence of the little ghost, as if it was really a dream made by himself. And thinking like this, the figure of the little ghost in his mind suddenly appeared, startled by a flash of light, and floated in the air.

Xu saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, and she was very quiet, Zimo slowly floated over, stopped at the table, and swept over curiously. Sang Wushi didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Don't look at me, I know you don't exist." He was slightly flustered, and then the corners of his lips hooked, looking at her with a strange look, and then, an orange suddenly appeared in his hand, and between his arms, the orange smashed on her head with a "bang". The force was gentle, but it was enough to wake up, and the orange rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.

Sang Wushi frowned slightly, raised his head and glared at him fiercely, "Little ghost, do you want to die?"

Zimo put his hands around his chest and raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it good to feel it?

"Then why are you smashing me, why don't you come and let me pinch it?" she gritted her teeth, reached out and brushed off the fallen leaves that suddenly fell between her heads, still staring at him for a moment.

"It hurts to refuse. The little ghost looked faint.

"What's the use of me knowing that you're there, in case you are in danger one day, who is waiting to save you?"

Zi Mocheng's blue eyes glanced at her, his eyes were a little careless, "No one knows about my existence, how can it be dangerous?"

After finishing the words, Xiao Man's excited voice at the gate of the courtyard was that he had not seen anyone, but heard his voice first. She trotted in, holding a small jar of wine in her arms, "I'm back!" and handed it to her.

Sang Wushi's eyes were inexplicable, he stretched out his hand to take it, subconsciously looked at Zi Mo who had not dissipated, and then turned to look at Xiao Man, who was blushing. "Quickly open and smell, the osmanthus used this time is a rare hibiscus osmanthus, when I first opened it, I was almost intoxicated......" she said excitedly, and then took out a glass cup under the food box full of pastries, and her eyes showed madness.

And Zi Mo, who was floating between the two of her, suddenly snorted, flirted to the top of Xiao Man's head, glanced at the dark brown earthen jar containing wine, and then his originally indifferent gaze turned and was firmly fixed on the box of delicate and tempting dim sum.

Sang Wushi's palms were slightly sweaty, and he asked Xiaoman tentatively: "Xiaoman, you didn't notice anything wrong?"

"Ahh

Sang Wushi pointed his finger upward, thought for a moment and said, "On your head." Xiao Man looked up along her fingers, and then looked at her with a blank expression, she seemed to think for a long time, and said seriously: "The weather doesn't look good today." ”

When she said this, she was stunned for a moment, her big eyes blinked, and Xiao Man couldn't see him? How could it be? She suddenly felt depressed, and the mood to eat cakes and drink alcohol first was gone. And just as she sighed, she saw that Zi Mo already had an extra piece of pastry in her hand, holding it up in the moonlight and looking at it carefully, her little lips pursed slightly.

"Huh, why am I missing a piece of pastry?" Xiao Man's light voice had a faint doubt, and then he suddenly glared and said, "You will steal one in the blink of an eye!"

Sang Wushi: ....... "It's not me, do you see me moving?"

"Nonsense, it's just the two of us in this courtyard, who didn't you move?" she squinted, and seemed to despise Sang's persuasive quibbles. And the little ghost was biting on the pastry at this time, looking like he didn't care about anything.

Sang Wushi's eyes widened, and his gaze swirled over Xiao Man and the little ghost above her head.

Although the pain of the orange hitting the head just now is real, but this is too weird, isn't it? I haven't seen the little ghost use any stealth spells, she has never heard of a person who is not in her own enchantment but others can't see it. And even if she can't see it, she doesn't even notice Desirelessness and Chi Shu...... Taking a step back, even if Zimo's ability is higher than Chi Shu's, then why didn't he save her in the Soul Lock Palace, and if he was really her fantasy, then there would be a reason not to save her, because everything was fake.......