I Don’t Have Sex with My Sister

The next day, Shang Can came out of the room and unexpectedly saw Nan Shuang and Yuange in the courtyard.

Busy and busy, she arranged the entire mansion very neatly, and even Shang Can's meals were prepared by her—it can be said to be a monster, but this flower monster turned out to be a very reliable monster.

So Shang Can rarely see these two people appearing at the same time, or...they seem to usually stay in Nanshuang's room when they are together.

At the moment, Nan Shuang is lying lazily on her usual bench as always, reading a book with her head in one hand, while Yuan Ji Yuange is standing in front of the desk covered with drawing paper, waiting in a kind of style. Seriously staring at Nan Shuang with some sharp eyes, he frowned for a long while and scribbled a few strokes on the paper.

Deterred by her aura like a great enemy, Shang Can subconsciously eased his steps, walked behind her and said softly: "… Are you painting Frost Conqueror?"

"Shhh! Don't make me loud!"

I was immediately chased away by the flower demon that exploded at one point. Before being driven away, Shang Can caught a glimpse of the unfinished painting on the case in front of her. Although it was only a prototype, she could already see a bit of the charm of Nanshuang.

"Just let her go, just don't talk to her, or she will bite."

Nan Shuang raised her eyes, beckoned to Shang Can to let her walk over, raised her hand reassuringly to Yuange who was shouting dissatisfiedly and blocked people, turned to Shang Can and said: " Yuange probably got interested after she was praised for her portrait yesterday—you look a little bad, didn’t you rest yesterday?”

"...well."

Shang Can replied vaguely, but judging from Nan Shuang's eyes, she couldn't hide it from her. The other party stared at her face for a long time, then asked coldly, "Have you had a holiday with Junior Nephew Qin Yi?"

Heart Dao is more than a simple saying of a festival, Shang Can reluctantly nodded and sighed: "Have a grudge."

"Is it the kind of hatred she wants to kill you?"

"To each other."

"..." Probably surprised by her frankness, Nan Shuang was silent for a while before continuing, "Yes, you do seem to be the kind of person Qin Yi would hate."

Shang Can was full of confusion, but the person on the opposite side lowered her head again and stopped looking at her.

"Do you think what I said is wrong?" Probably seeing Shang Can's dissatisfaction, Nan Shuang smiled lowly and said, "Even now, you are facing the The cultivator of Tianwaitian, Qin Yi's elder, I will also confess that I have an inseparable hatred with her like this without any scruples."

"Aren't you afraid that I will teach you a lesson for her?"

She spoke lightly, and could not tell whether it was serious or joking, Shang Can was stunned, and replied, "I thought Lord Shuangjiang... didn't care much about that."

"I don't really care."

The answer was neat and tidy, Nan Shuang opened the book on his own, and the somewhat acerbic attitude just now dissipated like an illusion, back to the state of lack of interest, and said slowly : "Actually, I'm not very familiar with Qin Yi's nephew. So you don't have to worry, I won't shoot you for her."

I couldn't understand the intention of this senior's conversation for a while, and Shang Canzheng hesitated to hear Nan Shuang change the subject: "I have distributed that portrait to all parts of the ghost world. , presumably as long as she shows her face again, there will be news."

Shang Can had no choice but to nod silently, but he did not lose half of his worries, and replied: "I heard that there were news of unknown people haunting the ghost world in the past, and no one has ever seen that The true face of 'unknown people'."

"Nine times out of ten it's also Qin Yi, then," she said solemnly, "Why did Qin Yi suddenly show his face in front of so many ghosts?"

"..." Nan Shuang stared at the book and turned a page lazily, "It's probably a trap."

She said this so casually that Shang Can didn't know what to say. And Nan Shuang didn't know if he saw something funny, and raised the corner of his lips slightly, and said without raising his eyes: "But even if it is really a trap, wouldn't you go after it?"

“…”

Rarely slumped in words, Shang Can kept silent, Nan Shuang chuckled, and finally raised her head again.

"But today—" she said, she gestured to Yuange, who was holding her arms upright and hummingly waiting for them to finish their conversation, and said to Shang Can, "As you can see, Yuange wants to paint I can't get out for a while."

...Don't look at Nan Shuang's usual way of doing things her own way, but now she is very cooperative with Yuange's whim. Shang Can felt a little subtle when he thought about it, and silently prepared himself to go out to investigate, but saw the other party suddenly say to Yuange, "Yuange, can you bring me a talisman paper?"

The summoned flower demon reluctantly walked into the room, and soon came out with a talisman paper and a pen dipped in cinnabar. Nan Shuang took the pen and wrote on the talisman paper like a stream of water. The talisman paper suddenly flashed with golden light, and then calmed down.

"Here," she handed the talisman in wet handwriting to Shang Can, "if you want to go out, take it with you, preferably close to your body."

Shang Can looked intently, although she couldn't understand the scripture-like words above, she could vaguely feel that it was roughly the same thing as the spell that Pei Chen gave her to hide her identity.

"I taught him that spell, and of course I can draw it."

Seems to see what she was thinking, Nan Shuang said lightly: "Although I have been dead for a long time and have forgotten a lot of things, this spell should still be useful, I wish it You have a good way."

After saying that, Nan Shuang signaled that Shang Can can leave, and he resumed his reading posture under the urging of Yuange who had been waiting impatiently.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk anymore, Shang Can thanked her in a low voice and put away the spell. Before going out, I went to Yuange's place to have a look again, and explained to her for the time being: "I'm going out first."

"Go, let's go." Yuange concentrated, put aside the drawing paper under the brush a little irritably, and started painting again, "I have to draw a good portrait for A Shuang today. , I won't go with you."

Shang Can looked at the painting she gave up, and thought it was very good no matter how she looked at it, and couldn't help asking: "I think this painting is very good—"

"It's not good enough." Yuange stopped writing, looked at her very seriously, and said seriously, "It's not enough to tie A Shuang."

"...tethered, tethered?"

Looking at the stunned Shang Can, Yuange nodded solemnly: "Yeah, you should have heard A Shuang said that she is a ghost who forgot her obsessions but kept it until now. ."

"This is too dangerous! What if she unknowingly completes the obsession! It is impossible to prevent!" Yuange sighed worriedly, and lowered her shoulders a little dejectedly, "So I I've always wanted to talk about creating a new obsession that makes her want to stay in the ghost world, but I haven't been successful..."

"But yesterday she complimented me on my painting!" She quickly cheered up, puffing up her chest like a sense of mission, "Then I must try this plan again today. It doesn't work!"

“…”

Although the flower demon's words were extraordinarily naive, Shang Can didn't find it ridiculous, and was suddenly touched by the sincerity in her eyes.

Shang Can smiled lightly, and said happily: "Then come on, you are good at painting, and you can definitely keep Shuang Jiangjun."

"Oh! I'll borrow your blessings!"

The flower demon who ignited the heroic fighting spirit resumed his work, and Shang Can took a deep look at Nan Shuang, who seemed to be flipping the pages of the book absentmindedly, and muttered in his heart that he could condone the kite so much Ge painted her, feeling that Yuan Ge had already succeeded in half, and then walked out of the courtyard happily.

She didn't notice that Nan Shuang raised her eyes as soon as she turned around and looked at her back quietly until her figure disappeared around the corner.

Nan Shuang watched quietly for a long time, then looked at the book in her hand again, and seemed to recite inadvertently: "...Flying light, flying light, persuade you to have a glass of wine."

I'm really loved.

Out of the Ghost King Residence, Shang Can still lamented Yuange's dedication to Nanshuang - to borrow Nanshuang's words, this flower demon looks like she will definitely forget it after she dies. Standing on the edge of the river, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten.

But compared with Yuan Song's eagerness, Nan Shuang's attitude is much lighter. Although she did not reject Yuange's temporary residence and her unauthorized cleaning of the ghost king's residence, etc., but she did not see any active actions by Nanshuang towards Yuange. Basically, she only cooperated passively under Yuange's actions. From then on It's hard to see any emotional changes on Zhang's face, which is full of joy and anger.

...I don't know if Pei Chen knows the existence of Yuange.

Suddenly such a narrow idea jumped out of my mind, Shang Can hurriedly shook his head and refocused his attention on his own affairs.

The charm given to her by Nan Shuang works very well. I don't know if it's because of the ghost king's breath. Before, Pei Chen's spell just kept her from attracting attention in the ghost world, but Nan Shuang's spell made all the ghost tribes wary of her. From a long distance, I saw the ghosts hurriedly detouring, making Shang Can still a little uncomfortable.

This makes her movement a lot easier. Along the way, I came to the Wangchuan River where I witnessed Qin Yi yesterday, which is where she fell into the water.

Although Wang Chuan didn't show anything unusual to her last time with Nan Shuang and the others, but this time Shang Can came alone, so she was much more vigilant.

After all, there is no jade tablet that can save her life this time. Shang Can silently kept a distance from Wangchuan, and carefully followed the walking route of Qin Yi in the mouth of the ghosts.

After walking for about a cup of tea, the new ghosts who originally gathered on the bank of Wangchuan disappeared because they were afraid of her. Only the boatman who was ferrying on Wangchuan was still on the river. Conscientiously propped up the bamboo raft.

Shang Can guessed that he had already reached the place where Qin Yi had suddenly disappeared, and was thinking about how to investigate later, when Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a tree not far from the river. clues.

A talisman was stuck on the trunk abruptly, yellow paper cinnabar, in the style of heaven and earth.

…Is there something like this before?

This position is too obvious, which makes Shang Can suspicious. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that she hadn't seen this spell yesterday, it was like a deliberate flaw, and it was like an invitation to a Hongmen banquet specially sent.

Shang Can's eyes darkened, he calmly summoned the fire of the sky, and walked slowly towards the tree—

"Sister!"

“—”

Shang Can stopped abruptly.

The familiar cold voice came from behind, with anxiety in her tone, which was truly incredible.

She slowly turned her heels, and the figure that made her fascinated stood beautifully behind her, white clothes and black hair, which seemed a bit abrupt in this dark red world.

"The spell cannot be touched."

Yunyun rushed forward a few steps, grabbed Shang Can's wrist, tried to drag her away from the tree, and said eagerly: "That is Qin Yi's trap, if you encounter it , will-"

“—what?”

"...Is it because I've been in a hallucination once, that I look like a deceiver?"

"It's up to you," Shang Can gritted his teeth, with a look of disgust on his face, "also dressed as her?"

“…”

The expression of pain in the forehead of "Cloud" gradually disappeared, and then turned into a smile that was not a smile, and turned to look at Shang Can.

"I recognized her so quickly, it seems that you really like her, don't you?"

With a look of contempt that would never appear on Yunyun's face, she smiled provocatively, and a strange blue-blue color suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"What?"

"Cloud" suddenly turned her head towards Shang Can from an angle that is impossible for human beings, and approached Shang Can as if to kiss her, her blue-blue eyes were icy cold, which was a playful maliciousness .

"—kill me again? This time...what else can you do to save me?"

“—!”

Shang Can subconsciously motivated the sky fire, but the people under her suddenly disappeared, and the ground under her feet suddenly shook. Shang Can quickly realized that the whole world was shaking. She raised her head and saw the surrounding The environment is gradually changing, pavilions and pavilions are quickly built on the banks of Wangchuan River, the dark red sky fades, showing a slightly gloomy sky, as if a thunderstorm is coming.

"What day is today?"

Heavy voices came from all directions, unable to distinguish between men and women, hoarse and mocking, with obvious smiles.

Shang Can's brain ached violently, she looked at the increasingly familiar surroundings, covered her temples uncontrollably, and heard the voice resound again in the severe pain.

"What you and I hate the most... July 17th."

"One more time, Shang Can."

The author has this to say:

Flying, flying, persuading you to have a glass of wine. - "Bitter Days Are Short" Li He

About the end of the last chapter... Anyway, the cloud is alive and well (referring to the body), the previous mystery is also ready to be solved, and this article is also about to enter the second half

Today is also a day of thinking about the cloud, when will the real junior sister be able to appear, woo woo

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