The summer noon sun is slightly hot, and even though it is chilled indoors, it is very stuffy. Suddenly lost his divine power, but the painting heart really experienced the fire and water heat of the world.

Since returning from the last moon house, the painting heart wilted, no appetite at all, Shuyi patiently coaxed, under the coercion and temptation, the painting heart barely finished lunch, moved a beauty couch, lying under the wisteria trellis, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, blowing the wind of Xi Xi, and fell on Shuyi to enjoy the coolness, drowsy.

"Nerd, why are you so cold......"

"The fan must be fanned, and the wind must not stop......"

"Well, that's it, it's so comfortable......"

Huaxin thought that Shuyi's robe was too obstructive, affecting her to enjoy the cold, so she unceremoniously reached out and pulled away a piece of charm on his chest, squinted and pounced on it again, hugged it tightly, found a comfortable position, rubbed it twice, and fell asleep.

Shuyi felt that the body she had pasted over was soft, and she couldn't help but feel her blood surging, even if she was reciting the cold ice trick, she still couldn't suppress the heat in her heart, and couldn't help gritting her teeth and smiling bitterly, this woman was cool, but his hot seven orifices were about to smoke......

Painting the heart of this sleep, and then slept until the twilight Sihe.

The evening breeze in Cangwu Mountain is very cool, and the people who blow are very comfortable, as soon as the painting heart opens his eyes, he sees Shuyi, who was pressed under his own disheveled clothes, Huo Ran jumped up......

From her eyes, the first thing Shuyi saw was ...... Dislike, and regret......

"You...... You have seduced me in such a sublime way. "The heart of the painting is clear, and the bridge will be demolished when the river is crossed.

He spent his efforts to carry the ice trick to cool off for her, and she described it as a ......

The corners of Shuyi's mouth twitched and twitched, he really regretted that he had endured the pain of heart-burning for half a day, but he didn't have the heart to really do it to her.

"I see that Madame is obviously enjoying it very much, if I do it a little more, will Madame enjoy it even more?"

Shuyi didn't straighten his robe, reached out and grabbed the heart of the painting, suddenly pulled it into his arms, turned over and pressed it under him, and laughed wildly.

"It's time for dinner. Huaxin smiled and said, if you can't beat it, you have to admit it quickly.

"There's no hurry. Shuyi leaned over and kissed her gently on the neck, snorting.

"Hurry!" Huaxin exclaimed, Shuyi looked up at her, and she said with a serious face, "I'm hungry." ”

Shuyi reluctantly got up from Huaxin's body, gathered his half-open robe, and asked gently, "What do you want to eat?"

"Just keep it simple, and I'll have to dig up the corpse after eating. The painting waved his hand impatiently to Shuyi.

Shuyi sighed and turned to wash his hands and make soup.

Who made him willing to be a wife and slave.

The painting heart said that it was casual, but Shuyi took a lot of effort to do it, he knew that the woman was picky, not only for the taste but also for the color. Half an hour later, when Shuyi came over with a bowl of fresh shrimp and tender bamboo shoots and white phoenix soup, Huaxin was holding half a chilled watermelon and nibbling on it.

"You're too slow, I'm full. Huaxin looked up from the melon and wiped the watermelon seeds on his cheeks.

"Where did it come from?"

"The master sent it. The painting heart threw away the watermelon in his hand and explained to Shuyi with a black face.

"I've been poisoned once, and you still don't have a long heart?" Shuyi put the soup bowl on the table, his voice cold.

"What do I ...... Since I was a child, I have eaten too much elixir, and all poisons do not invade, and devouring gods cannot poison me, what are you afraid of. Huaxin rolled his eyes and didn't care.

"God-devouring poison, is it really unharmed?"

"Hmm. ”

Huaxin muttered in her mouth, but she lowered her eyelashes weakly, and cursed Jun Yin's old fox fiercely in her heart, I don't know where to run to be happy, why don't you come to save her.

Shuyi slowly walked to the side of the painting, raised his hand to gently wipe the red stains on her mouth, and said in a low voice, "I don't know how to use a spoon." ”

"Lazy. "The painting heart is lazy and honest.

"I think you're very diligent when you steal corpses. "Books are easy and narrow.

"You're right, it's important to steal the body, you go and find out where it's buried. Huaxin patted Shuyi on the shoulder and looked at him with earnest eyes.

"I ordered people to keep an eye on it early in the morning, and now it's still early, since it's stealing, naturally I have to take advantage of the night. ”

Huaxin looked up at the sky that was not completely dark, and for the first time he was looking forward to the coming of the dark night.

"After drinking the soup, it will naturally be dark. ”

Shuyi looked at Huaxin's impatient face, reached out to take the still warm soup, and sat on the side of Huaxin. The soup is fragrant, and although the painting heart is full, it still smells salivating.

A bowl of soup was drunk for another hour, fighting from time to time, and time passed quite quickly. When the night was thick, Shuyi jumped lightly with the heart of the painting and went out of Wuxinju.

Xuanyuan Mo had come to report before that the coffin from the last moon mansion was sent to the buried slope of the back mountain, where many people in the Wushuang Pavilion were buried. There are no tombstones, and few people go to pay respects, so it is a very desolate place.

The night sky is like the sea, and the stars and moon are in the sky.

Tonight's moonlight is light, buried on the shady slope is full of large and small graves, Shuyi holds the heart of the painting in the mass grave slowly shuttles slowly, as if in the side by side to enjoy the flowers hand in hand to invite the moon, the mood is leisurely, bypassing most of the mountain, and finally stopping in front of a new tomb.

Most of the cultivators live a long life, and no one has died in the Wushuang Pavilion in recent days, so the other graves are old graves, and the grass and trees are already flourishing, and the new graves of "Shengge" are very easy to recognize, and there are fresh offerings before burning, and the unburned paper money flutters around the grave with the night wind, seeping and weird.

"This grave has been touched. ”

Shuyi walked around the new grave, looking at the few loose traces of the grave, and couldn't help frowning.

The rising moonlight stretched his shadow slanted.

"You mean the grave has been dug up?" said the painter suspiciously.

"Dig a grave. ”

Shuyi waved his sleeves, and four black-clothed secret guards secretly flashed, and within a short time, the coffin was dug up.

The Dark Guard lifted the coffin out of the tomb and rested it on the ground. Shuyi walked over slowly, and sure enough, he saw that the coffin had been opened.

"Who has been here before?"

"For fear that the people in Shangyue Mansion would notice, I didn't dare to follow too closely, but my subordinates saw clearly, only one old lady had come here, and I didn't see other suspicious characters. One of the black-clad guards replied.

Huaxin looked at these sophisticated secret guards of Shuyi coldly, people are human after all, no matter how powerful they are, their abilities are limited, all they see is that there are no suspicious people coming, but if the demons and monsters come and go, they can't find it.

"Open the coffin. "The heart of the painting is clear.

"It's late. Shuyi patted the coffin lightly, sent it back to the tomb, turned around and said, "Or perhaps, this was originally an empty city plan." ”

"Empty coffin?" said the painting frowned.

"Not necessarily. Shuyi waved his hand, and the black-clothed dark guard began to dig up the earth and fill the grave. Shuyi walked to the side of the painting and said, "But who knows what scum is in there." ”

"What kind of scum is there, you let me touch it. "Painted heart pouted.

"You forgot again. Shuyi grabbed the hand that was hanging on his side and put it on his heart, and said in a domineering and unquestionable tone, "You can only touch me." ”

In this barren mountain and wild mountain ghost wind grave, the two of them stood against the wind, and the hazy moonlight illuminated the surrounding atmosphere suddenly ambiguous......