"If you put me down, I'll give you a piece of gold, how about it?!" Xiahou Qin said kindly to Ning Caichen.

"Hmm......" Ning Caichen stood there and thought about it.

"Don't worry, I'm a spittle and a nail, and I've never broken my promise, and I'll definitely do what I say. Seeing Ning Caichen's hesitation, Xiahou Qin felt that there was a play, so he immediately assured.

"Why are you ...... pants," Ning Caichen said.

“.........”

"How about you help me pull down my pants first, a piece of gold, and an ingot of gold?" Xiahou Qin was stunned, and then immediately said.

"Okay, okay. Ning Caichen said and pulled Xiahou Qin's pants down, which was considered to help him cover his shame.

"Why are you back?" Yan Chixia's voice came from afar.

"........." Xiahou Qin and Ning Caichen were both stunned.

Xiahou Qin had no hope of escaping, but Ning Caichen was embarrassed that he helped Xiahou Qin and was caught by Yan Chixia.

"Well, I hurried back when I was done, but I didn't expect it to be dark, and I happened to come here again, so I came in and wanted to spend another night. Ning Caichen explained.

Yan Chixia glanced Ning Caichen up and down, and then nodded: "Whatever you want, this is not my home anyway." ”

"Thank you, Brother Yan, I brought you a pot of wine. Ning Caichen said as he took out a small jar from his mumbling luggage.

Yan Chixia was also polite and took the wine jar.

"I'll put you down when I'm done. Yan Chixia said to Xiahou Qin.

"Yan Chixia, if you let me down, let's fight again...... Hmm...... "Yan Chixia pulled out the wooden cork of the wine jar and stuffed it directly into Xiahou Qin's closed mouth.

"Wouldn't it be quiet?!" Yan Chixia patted his head.

"Bah, bah, bah, this earthy smell, bah, bah, bah, bah......" Xiahou Qin spat out the wooden stopper, and then kept spitting.

"Of course, of course, this smell of earth is strong, and I don't know which graveyard it dug up from. Yan Chixia smiled.

Ning Caichen in front of Yan Chixia listened to Yan Chixia's words, and his face changed greatly.

"Give it back to you!" Yan Chixia smashed the wine jar towards Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen's hand shook slightly, and the wine jar was knocked away by him.

However, there was a sharp sword behind the jar.

Yan Chixia carried this sharp sword and stabbed straight at Ning Caichen's face.

Ning Caichen lowered his waist and stepped back, dodging Yan Chixia's sword, and turned his heel, raised his feet, and kicked Yan Chixia's hand holding the sword.

Yan Chixia had expected it, kicked out in advance, and kicked straight towards Ning Caichen's crotch.

Yan Chixia's feet were longer than Ning Caichen's, and her speed was also faster, so Ning Caichen was directly kicked out and flew into the monk's house.

He fell to the ground and clutched his crotch in pain.

Yan Chixia's kick is really heavy, and such a kick may have to break the egg and die.

"Good boy, are you awake?!" Yan Chixia jumped to Ning Caichen's side and kicked Ning Caichen.

"Oh!" Ning Caichen clutched his crotch and wailed.

"Looks like I'm awake. Yan Chixia nodded.

"......???........." Xiahou Qin, who hung on the tree, was called a confused.

Blinking vigorously, what does this mean?!

"Possessed by a ghost, the little ghost always likes to be possessed at this hour, and the morning and dusk time is the best time to possess it. Yan Chixia said.

He walked in front of Xiahou Qin step by step.

Xiahou Qin only felt that his gaze was full of danger.

"Eh, I'm not possessed, you don't have to kick me, I'm tied, it's useless to be possessed. Xiahou Qin said in horror, shaking his body vigorously.

"Just in case. Yan Chixia said coldly.

And then......

"Hmm!" Xia Houqin only felt a pain in his stomach.

Yan Chixia didn't kick his crotch, but hit him in the stomach.

"You have a strong blood, but let those little ghosts love and hate, if I bleed you, what do you say?!" Yan Chixia said coldly.

"Will you swallow me alive?" Xiahou Qin continued as Yan Chixia spoke.

"It's good to know, so be quiet for me. Yan Chixia said.

"Okay. Xiahou Qin nodded helplessly.

Yan Chixia's words also scared Xiahou Qin, an uneducated person, even if he bleed Xiahou Qin, those little ghosts would still be afraid of Xia Hou Qin, and spill Xia Hou Qin's blood, and the blood would be like the scorching sun and yang within a minute of spilling out, and those little ghosts might be even more afraid.

...............

Night is coming again.

Ning Caichen no longer wailed, but his face turned pale, and he leaned against the wall weakly.

"How do you feel?" Yan Chixia asked.

"........." Ning Caichen glared at Yan Chixia hatefully and didn't speak.

"I haven't become a eunuch, I can still use it, I'm also here to save you, otherwise you'll have to feed the monsters. Yan Chixia said disdainfully.

"Is there no other way?" Ning Caichen leaned forward, the pain rushed to his head, and he gasped.

"Don't get excited, I have bone-setting wine, you wipe it yourself. Yan Chixia placed a small bottle beside Ning Caichen.

“...... How can you be sure that I am possessed by a demon?" Ning Caichen asked.

"I've had yin and yang eyes since I was a child, so this ghost can't escape my eyes. Yan Chixia said nonsense.

But such a nonsense really deceived Ning Caichen.

"What ghost am I possessed?" Ning Caichen asked again.

"I don't know, maybe it's the one you saw last night. Yan Chixia said.

"No...... Probably, I went to see her grave when I came back from Jinhua, and then I was groggy. Ning Caichen said boringly.

"There isn't much trust between people, and you actually believe in ghosts, alas. Yan Chixia shook her head.

"Did you kill her?" asked Ning Caichen.

"It wasn't that easy, she ran away. Yan Chixia said helplessly.

"Oh. Ning Caichen nodded.

...............

At night, Ning Caichen smeared bruising wine, only feeling cold under his crotch, difficult to sleep, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open for a while, and wanting to sleep with his eyes closed for a while.

Tossing and turning and not being able to do it, I can only open my eyes and close my eyes.

However, Ning Caichen finally fell asleep, and he also dreamed of two people.

A Taoist priest who didn't know him at all, about the same age as him, said something to him.

"Xiaoyou, I'll send you three breaths, one to heal the crotch of your pants, one to get rid of demons, and one to warm your body, you can take care of it. ”

Then the man disappeared.

But his dream was not over, and another person appeared in his dream.

An acquaintance, Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian also said: "The evening was done by Xiaoping, not what I said, thank you for sweeping the grave for me." ”

"You ......," Ning Caichen wanted to reply.

Nie Xiaoqian anxiously interrupted Ning Caichen's words: "My time is running out, you are about to leave here, grandma is about to leave the customs, and when he gets out, that bearded man can't stop him." ”

After saying that, Nie Xiaoqian disappeared, and Ning Caichen also woke up.

"Huh?!" the crotch really doesn't hurt anymore.

"Ah?!" Ning Caichen suddenly had a bearded face in front of him.

"Why are you so close?"

"There's yin qi! There's a ghost coming just now!" Yan Chixia said.

"And right on you, you are possessed again?!" Yan Chixia's gaze wandered over Ning Caichen again.

"What's the matter, I just dreamed of Xiaoqian just now. Ning Caichen muttered.

"It's really a ghost possession?!" Yan Chixia glared.

As she spoke, Yan Chixia was about to raise her legs.

"Wait, I didn't get caught up in the ghost, I didn't just dream of Xiaoqian. Ning Caichen hurriedly crawled away.

"Then who else are you dreaming about?!" Yan Chixia asked.

"A Taoist priest, he helped me cure this. Ning Caichen pointed to his crotch.

"Oh?!What kind of Taoist priest?!" Yan Chixia asked.

"I'm about the same age...... What are you holding my hand for?" Ning Caichen cried out in horror.

Ning Caichen's left hand was grabbed by Yan Chixia, and Ning Caichen wanted to break free, but Yan Chixia's hand was firmly clasped around him like a pliers, making him unable to break free.

"It's better to be careful. Yan Chixia said.

As he spoke, he pointed at Ning Caichen's middle finger.

Ning Caichen only felt like his middle finger had been pricked by a needle.

"Well, it looks like the ghost doesn't like you anymore. Yan Chixia said.

"What did that Taoist priest say?" Yan Chixia asked again.

“............”