Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 252 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu

"The 11th year of Jiahe, and now the 50th year of Yongchang. The current emperor is the third son of the founding emperor of the new dynasty. Counting, you have been dead for [-] years." Mu Xuan covered her face with a veil, and the moist heat made her feel a little cold. For a moment I thought I had arrived at the inn.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Fu Xian lying on the bed, her eyes closed as if remembering.

How did he die in the 11th year of Jiahe...? 50 years, it turns out that it has been so long.

But he felt that he just fell asleep, and Fu Xian couldn't remember how he died. When he thought about it, a severe pain arose in his mind, as if to remind him to stop dangerous thoughts immediately.

It was a kind of taboo, he didn't know when he appeared in Lanruo Temple, he couldn't get out, and all the ghosts and ghosts of Lanruo Temple were trapped here.

Before that, Fu Xian had never thought of going out. For him, a lonely ghost, there was nothing in the world to attract him to go out. He didn't seem to care about anything, and he didn't care whether he was murdered or not.

Once a Taoist priest passed by here and said: "The obsession is so deep that you are bound in a cocoon." The old Taoist shook his head and sighed, fearing that he would offend Fu Xian, he left in a hurry.

At that time, Fu Xian thought, obsession, what obsession does he have?

Even his past memories are fragmented, he only remembers his name and some intermittent images, it seems that he was studying in the Imperial College, and his title on the gold list...

Parade...

In that scene, everyone was cheering, but he couldn't feel a trace of happiness. The tall man on the horse looked stagnant in his eyes, and his expression was neither sad nor happy.

Fu Xian suddenly felt a stabbing pain from the depths of his soul, as if he had been slapped in the face by someone, he stopped recalling and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Ming Wei is your name?" Mu Xuan wiped her hands and the back of her neck with a wet sweat towel again, her body was sticky and uncomfortable, she wanted to take a bath a little bit.

Fu Xian was brought back to his senses by her, and lay on his side in a different position, watching her every move brightly.

"Then you are the son of the previous court. I am here for the provincial examination in Lingzhou Prefecture. I have no intention of offending Baodi. I also hope that the four of us will be allowed to leave."

Mu Xuan hung the handkerchief and sweat towel on the support frame beside them, and put them together with the copper basin.

She just moved her stiff muscles and bones, and she found that the male ghost was lying on his side on the bed in an extremely casual and coquettish posture, with his elbows propped up, half of his face covered by blue hair, and his lazy eyebrows and eyes were extremely leisurely.

The windows are open, and the moonlight shines on the bed through the windows, and the dance of light and shadow creates an unforgettable scene.

He obviously has a thick complexion, deep facial features, and a captivating smile, but the way he lowered his eyes and thought, was actually tainted with the coldness of the moonlight.

The two very different temperaments blended in him, and there was an indescribable, broken sense of pure desire, which made people want to be trampled.

I don't know what kind of moving picture it will be when this beauty's eyes are red...

Stop, Mu Xuan was taken aback by the evil thoughts in her heart, and guiltily glanced at the beauty on the bed.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, to the ferry in Wanping County."

The water system in Wanping County is more developed than that in Hengshan County, where the shipbuilding industry is prosperous, the ships are like clouds, and the shipping is accessible.

Students from several nearby counties are going to take the exam, and Wanping Ferry is the only way to go.

"Tomorrow..." Fu Xian read these two words, his brows were frighteningly hostile, his face darkened for a moment, "Don't leave."

His momentum suddenly became fierce, but he couldn't scare Mu Xuan.

She took a few steps to the table next to the bed, with a half-smile: "Lanruo Temple will not be my end."

The cause of Chu Xuan's death has not yet been ascertained, the little girl's life experience is a mystery, and the only clue, Chu's mother, was lost when Chu Xuan was 12 years old.

If she was stuck in one place, it would be impossible for her to figure out everything. Maybe the man behind the murder of Chu Xuan is still enjoying a good life.

She took over Chu Xuan's body, and she must repay the favor after accepting the favor.

There is revenge.

Fu Xian was stung by her words for no reason, he managed to maintain a smile, and said: "It's still early for Qiu Wei, if you take the water, you can reach Lingzhou Mansion in only three days, the exam will start in mid-August, and you have more time. If you don't rest here for a few days, you can recuperate."

"Are you sure Lanruo Temple, a place where ghosts gather, can be recuperated?" Mu Xuan asked.

The ghosts of a temple, the female ghost, the baby, and this extraordinarily beautiful ghost, she couldn't help but suspect that the temple was built on top of a mass grave, which is why it was so blessed.

"Of course it is possible." The male ghost vowed.

He can nourish others with his own soul.

"The guests will leave one day, if I can't keep the guests..."

Fu Xian sat up from the bed, her blue hair scattered, and her tone was resentful: "It's because I'm not capable enough, don't worry, although I'm just a wandering soul, I won't be the one who forcibly twists melons."

He chuckled, "Of course I want to pick the melons that I am willing to do."

Mu Xuan smiled back without showing any weakness: "Then I will wait and see."

He is a local snake, he has the final say.

"Then, I'll sleep on the couch." Mu Xuan said as she dug out a quilt from the cupboard. It's fully equipped, so I don't know if it's true or not.

She moved the beauty couch to the other side of the screen and fell asleep soundly.

That's all, if it's an illusion set up by him, she will accompany him to act it out.

Fu Xian walked to her side lightly, stared at her pure sleeping face, and couldn't help but smile, this little scholar was really defenseless.

Sure enough, he was young, ignorant of dangers and violations, and could fall asleep in a ruined temple full of ghosts.

When he went out, he closed the window to prevent the simple little scholar from catching a cold. Since he was going to take a scientific examination, it would be more expensive.

Fu Xian restrained his smile, and the moment he walked out of the room, his momentum rose steadily. At that moment, he seemed to be in hell.

"Come out." He snapped.

The restlessness of demons and ghosts was silent under the cover of the dark night, he dealt with some restless guys, mixed with dew, and he returned on a moon.

The scholar is dressed tightly even in his sleep. "He" is really a conservative scholar, with stubborn speech, no different from those Confucian scholars who are full of words.

No, there is a difference, "he" is cuter than others.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Xuan got up early to freshen up, and when she walked out of the room, she found that this was a well-kept yard.

The layout of vegetation, rockery, and lakes is very grand, just like the mansions of those aristocratic families, except that there are no servants around and it looks deserted, everything is in order.

After death, people become earth-bound spirits and guard the places where the bones are buried. If they become wandering spirits, the environment they create will follow the style of their previous lives, so this place may look the same as the place where Fu Mingwei grew up.

Before his death, he might have been a well-clothed young master like Xu Bo, Mu Xuan thought.

Xu Bo's family owns a thousand hectares of fertile land, and is a veteran and powerful landlord in Hengshan County. The Xu family has a family in Lingzhou Prefecture, the Xu family of Lingzhou.

As a common surname in Lingzhou, the Xu family in Lingzhou produced many famous scholars in the past when the local government promoted Xiaolian.

However, Xu's family didn't think highly of the upstart Hengshan County collateral lineage by the ravine, and Xu Bo had never been to Lingzhou.

Speaking of Xu Bo, where are these two placed?

She had preconceived trust in the little villain, knowing that he would not embarrass her companion even if he had no memory of his previous life, but she slept through the night and left her teammates alone.

"Where are you going, son?"

(End of this chapter)