Fu Cang felt that one day he would be driven mad by this female ghost. ()
He forced her to return all the gold bars she stole from the big banks. After all the troubles were over, it was almost dawn, and he couldn't sleep all night. Fu Cang rubbed his aching forehead, and glanced at the female ghost sitting elegantly on the futon opposite, she seemed to be more helpless than him, she lowered her head and played with her sleeves silently.
"Who taught you to steal money?" He almost suspected that she jumped out of a rock. If you say that she is naive, and she acts wickedly willful, why is she so weird?
Xuan Yi tried hard to pick at the cuff tattoo, she was the most impatient to be preached, her face stretched three feet: "You can buy anything with the money you said."
Fu Cang was almost laughed angrily by her: "Is there anyone who doesn't know what money is? Didn't your parents teach you the principles of life?"
She only knows how to be a Candle Yin Dragon God, and she is really not good at being a human being.
Fu Cang frowned and stared at her, she might not be a female ghost, ghosts are transformed by humans, but she was nothing like a human, and didn't know all the most basic common sense about human beings. Maybe she is a demon? What kind of monster would be so extremely cold, covered with frost and snow?
"Why are you so obsessed with my forgiveness?" No matter how much he lived alone and didn't understand the world, he could see that the forgiveness she said was by no means as simple as pestering him.
Xuan Yi's head also hurt a little, and she slowly tilted down, leaning over the desk, not knowing whether it was anxiety or fear. ()
He doesn't eat oil and salt, he doesn't eat soft and hard things, even the most powerful magic weapon "money" that can be bought in the world can't buy his forgiveness. How can I forgive her? How long will she be with him? How long will this evil relationship be entangled? Or, what he wanted was not her apology at all?
"I'm asking you something." The young man on the opposite side reprimanded her with a straight face, "Sit down, please sit down."
This guy has become a mortal and yet he is so troublesome.
Xuan Yi stared at him, but didn't answer his question: "If I don't show up, will you be able to forgive me?"
Fu Cang was silent suddenly, he found that he didn't know the answer to this question.
Xuan Yi was disturbed, got up quickly, floated out of the house, and said in a low voice: "I will never appear in front of you again, don't blame me anymore, and...don't hate me."
hatred? Fu Cang was startled, pushed open the door and chased him out. In the faint morning light, the branches and leaves of the pear tree were still trembling slightly, the courtyard was empty, and there was no one in sight.
really gone? He didn't know whether he was relieved or disappointed. He stood in the courtyard for a long time, and when he turned around, he saw a ball of snow-white things lying on the ground in front of the door. Fu Cang's heart moved, and he bent over to pick it up, but it was a crystal clear flower. , the petals are translucent like ice crystals, covered with dense jasper-like veins, very beautiful, he has never seen this kind of flower. ()
Fu Cang was quiet for a moment, and couldn't help but opened his mouth to call out: "Are you there?"
No one answered him, and there was silence.
From the moment this female ghost appeared, Fu Cang had an intuition that his days of cleanliness were probably coming to an end. Facts have proved that his intuition is so accurate, even if she disappears, she still messes up his quiet and secluded life.
For more than a month, when he came back from class every day, there would be a bunch of gadgets pinched by Baixue at the door. Now his bookshelf is full of these, from nine-headed lions to golden carps, from petals to crystal clear The translucent flower came to an inexplicable white snow shrimp, he really couldn't figure out what the shrimp meant.
Where is she hiding? His eyes were born to see ghosts and gods, but he couldn't find her no matter what. This situation made him unable to sleep peacefully every night.
That night, Fu Cang started to have nightmares again. Countless grotesque images kept flickering before his eyes. He has often had nightmares since he was a child, and he always couldn’t remember the scenes in his dreams. Every time he woke up, he felt extremely lost. Come especially.
He couldn't sleep anymore, he put on his clothes and sat up, and suddenly saw something shining brightly on the desk, it was the golden ring she always wore in her hair.
As if being pushed by a gentle force, Fu Cang couldn't help holding that icy golden ring in his hand, the craftsmanship was so ingenious, there is no other skilled craftsman in the world who can make such a hair accessory. ()
She's at.
The noise in my heart suddenly quieted down.
Fu Cang gently pushed open the door, the moonlight was like frost, the snow was bright all around, and everything was silent, that slender figure was reclining on the pear tree, her long hair fell from the branches and leaves, it was half wet, her bare eyes Bare feet also protruded from under the cumbersome skirt, and they were touching the leaves next to them with their snow-white toes.
Immortals under the moon. Not a female ghost, not a banshee, could it be that she came from the sky?
She stopped abruptly, this sentence is too vicious, this guy is really too vicious. She sat back on the blade with a stern face, staring at him very unfriendlyly.
Fu Cang walked slowly under the pear tree, looked at her half-wet long hair falling on the branches and leaves, and said lightly: "What... are you doing?"
Xuan Yi was annoyed: "Dry your hair."
She has always been pampered and cares about her work and rest. This time in the lower realm, she thought it could be solved in one go. Who knows that after spending more than a month in the mortal world, it took two days in the God Realm. She couldn't bear not taking a bath for two days. We introduced a mountain spring that was fairly clean, and I barely washed it, but I was not very satisfied.
Fu Cang originally wanted to ask why she didn't show up anymore, but at this moment he felt that this question was too unpleasant. Seeing that she was pinching a ball of white snow in her hand, he asked, "What did you pinch this time?"
She held it in the palm of her hand, solemnly: "Dragon."
dragon…? Fu Cang looked at the piece of white snow, no matter how he looked at it, it was a loach. He couldn't help touching Niach's bald head: "Where's the dragon horn?"
Subconsciously, there should be two dragon horns like rice grains on that bald head, which feels good to the touch.
But I heard her say: "It hasn't grown out yet."
He subconsciously whispered: "Isn't that a loach?"
Her body seemed to tremble slightly, and she stopped talking. Fu Cang looked up at her face, her eyes dodged in all directions, frightened and disturbed, finally as if she had made up her mind, her dark eyes quietly looked at him, the eyes intertwined, gradually, her eyes became Gentle but sad, he had never seen such a look in his eyes.
Fu Cang raised his hand slowly, and put his palm on her cold cheek.
"Why are you always alone?" He asked softly.
Xuan Yi smiled and looked away: "I just like to be alone."
lie.
Fu Cang bent down to pick up the shoes she had dropped on the ground. The wooden soles were made of silk, and the uppers were embroidered with eighteen orchids. There was no such exquisite shoes in the world.
He held her cold feet under the skirt, she trembled again, trying to break free, he said: "Don't move."
Her feet were properly fitted into the shoes, Fu Cang felt that his palms were about to freeze, she was infinitely colder than ice, he reluctantly let go of her feet, his ears felt a little hot, and he didn't know what to do. say what.
After a long time, when she heard her suppress a yawn with her sleeve, he remembered that she was still sitting by the bed and taking a nap on the first day, so she also wanted to sleep? Do they usually sleep on the eaves or in the grass?
Fu Cang dragged her down from the tree: "Go into the house and sleep, I will give you the bed."
Xuan Yi held back another yawn, and counting the time, she hadn't slept for almost two days in the God Realm, and to be honest, she was really sleepy. Turning her head to think for a while, the golden and precious princess showed a look of disgust: "I don't want to sleep in such a broken bed."
...he really didn't know whether to pinch her or what.
"Then sleep on the floor." He could not help but drag her into the room.
In the end, his bed was still occupied, Xuan Yi entered the room and sat on the bed~www..com~ He fell asleep after touching the pillow, he didn't even have time to turn on the lamp, so he casually hugged two quilts and spread the clothes on the floor go to sleep.
Halfway through sleeping, he felt the cold was unbearable. Fu Cang opened his eyes with difficulty. It was already bright outside, but the floor inside the house was already covered with several inches of ice. He slept on the ice all night, shivering with cold. He got up wrapped in the quilt, feeling light-headed and a little dizzy.
She was still lying quietly on the bed, obediently lying on her side, with the quilt covering her shoulders, motionless.
Are you awake? Fu Cang quietly leaned over to the bedside, the cold was even more piercing, he shivered, and stretched out his fingers to gently brush away the black hair covering her face. As the sun rose, her plump lips were half-opened, giving off a honey-like luster.
Fu Cang felt his heart throbbing, slowly bent down, and kissed her icy lips.
As if kissing a piece of ten thousand year old ice, the biting cold instantly penetrated his veins, tendons, limbs and bones, and he shivered again.
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