Finally climbed to the top of the slope.

Xiu Scar found a flat place to sit down, opened the baggage, and Qiqi squatted across from him.

"Today is my birthday, can you accompany me?" asked Xiu Zhen.

Qiqi thought for a while, "Your birthday is not today?"

"That must be a mistake in the fatebook. ”

Taking the pear handed over by Xiu Mark, Qiqi nodded.

Hey, the birthday is the death period, this life is really worse, holding the pear and taking a bite, this pear doesn't look very good on the surface, but it is very sweet to eat, Qiqi has nothing to say: "You like to eat pears very much?"

Xiu Zhen smiled lightly: "This pear is too sweet, I don't like to eat it, but occasionally I want to taste sweet, so I only love this pear." ”

"Then you don't have to climb the tree, just use a bamboo pole to knock down the tree. ”

was eating the pear's scar, swallowed it and replied, "It's not good-looking, so I don't want to eat it." ”

"It's not good-looking, I don't want to eat it......" Qiqi muttered and repeated his words, suddenly feeling a chill behind her, is she still dreaming?

She quietly pinched her calf, "hiss......" Qiqi inhaled in a hoarse voice, it hurt!

While rubbing the place where he was pinched just now, he looked at the repair marks suspiciously.

Is it a coincidence? If it's a coincidence, it's too hypocritical, Qiqi shook his head in disapproval with a slight pout, this person really deserves to look like a deputy scholar, so good-looking, it is rare in the ghost she recruits.

Everything around him, out of nowhere, suddenly made Qiqi feel a little familiar, so he stared at him carefully.

Under her unshy exploration, although Xiu Zhen's expression did not change, an imperceptible flush crept up at the earlobe, like hot, more like shy, and he coughed lightly.

"You're nineteen?" asked Seven-Seven.

Scar nodded.

Seeing this, she knew this, sat down with her hands on the ground, took a bite of the pear and looked away, Qiqi just wondered if it was a mistake in his life book, otherwise how could it be so coincidental?

Touch-ups. Qiqi seems to have seen him in his previous life, and he is still like this, a lonely nineteen-year-old ghost.

No, he's not dead yet.

I've never seen the same number of lives after reincarnation, Qiqi doesn't know how he was reincarnated, could it be that Jiang Lang, the master of vain, can't make up a book?

Fix the marks and tidy up the baggage, "I'll give these to you." ”

She looked at the heavy burden, and knew that he had little time, so she stopped talking to him about these meaningless things, and nodded as a thank you, recalling that there seemed to be dragon's whisker candy, dried grapes, roast jerky, candied plums, and a pear.

The forest rustled in the distance, a gust of mountain wind blew, the people of the underworld are all cold and not hot, although she is the light of the underworld, but the immortal law is low, and she is not heat-resistant.

The cool breeze was blowing, and his heart was finally much more comfortable, Qiqi sank down, looked into the distance and listened to the wind, waiting for this mortal to die.

The wind swept the mountain scent towards her neckline, hair, and the tip of her nose, and she frowned and took a deep breath, "Do you smell the pear blossoms?"

After asking, Qiqi turned his head to look at Xiu Zhen, he was standing a few steps behind her, the two of them met for a moment, and Xiu Zhen's eyes moved away without a trace.

"I have planted some pear trees at the foot of this hill, and the flowers are not yet finished. After speaking, he added in a low voice: "It's a pity that it hasn't come to fruition yet." ”

Qiqi wanted to find out, stood up and walked a few steps forward, looked down, and saw the white flowers spreading from the halfway up the mountain to the foot of the mountain, the pear trees in the middle of the mountain, quite spectacular.

Wait for two months at most, how much silver will you have to buy for the pears in the middle of the mountain!

"Why do you grow so many in one person?" Qiqi asked.

Seeing the ripples in her eyes, Xiu Zhen's eyes were blazing at first, and then her eyes were dim in an instant, and she replied lightly: "Tu pear can remove the astringency of tea leaves and make pastries." ”

"That's too much. After she sighed, but saw that his eyes were cold, Qiqi slowly turned around, looked at the pear tree that had not yet borne fruit, and bit her lower lip regretfully, what happened today?

There was no sound behind him for a long time.

The hour was almost up, Qiqi cautiously observed the surroundings, but there was no one, and she felt the radius of one mile, and there was no trace of popularity.

Although Xiu Zhen looks like a weak scholar, he is also a nineteen-year-old man, and there is no sign that he is about to drive west.

Qiqi made a difficulty, how could this person die?