"I don't know. I don't have parents. I have heard many things from my grandma, but my grandma should know Taoism."

Wei Linqiang had an expression of 'it really is like this', "It's a pity."

Luo Jiang was a little surprised, "What a pity?"

"Many cultivators want your eyes but don't have them. You have such eyes but don't have the opportunity, so it's a pity."

Luo Jiang smiled self-deprecatingly, she put her hand on her eyes, she remembered something, and there was a bit of pain in her eyes, "Whoever wants such eyes can take them."

Hearing the negative emotions in Luo Jiang's words, Wei Linqiang reached out and took off Luo Jiang's glasses, looked directly at Luo Jiang, and then poked Luo Jiang's eyelashes with her fingers, and the soft touch made her sigh: "It's been a long time ago! I want to do this, it is really long and dense, Luo Jiang, your eyes are very beautiful."

Luo Jiang was stunned for a second and then her face turned red. She took back her glasses and turned around, and said sullenly: "It looks good but you can't swipe your card. By the way, you know so much. Who were you before you were alive?"

Wei Linqiang could see that there was something wrong with the soul-changing cauldron, and she knew so much about the structure of the ancient tomb. She was definitely not an ordinary person when she was alive, and unlike Yaya, Wei Linqiang had no scars or resentment on her body, and she seemed to be only 20 years old. Up and down, it means that the time of death was very young and not tragic. Why didn't such a person go to reincarnation, but stay in the world instead.

Wei Linqiang lay down beside Luo Jiang, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Well, I don't know, I've been floating in the world for more than ten years, and when I was conscious, I couldn't remember who I was or where I came from. In a daze, I met Yaya in this house. Yaya saw how pitiful I was as a lonely ghost, so she took me in and gave me a name, but what I lost was only memory, but not cognition , I still remember things in this world.”

Luo Jiang nodded, and kicked Wei Linqiang off the bed sympathetically, "I'm going to sleep."

Wei Linqiang: ...Break out ruthlessly!

"Sleep well and stop screaming."

Luo Jiang: ...

"Wait..." Luo Jiang hesitated for a moment and then stopped Wei Linqiang, "I have a collection of poems on my bookshelf, you can just pick one up and read it to me."

Seeing that Luo Jiang wanted something from her, Wei Linqiang immediately put her hands on her hips and became arrogant, "Hey, don't you have feet, don't you know how to kick people? Why don't you go get them yourself."

Luo Jiang closed her eyes and said a word slowly, "Tired."

"I'm tired too. Although I'm a ghost, I have dignity. I'm not a maid." Wei Linqiang shook her head.

Luo Jiang opened her eyes and smiled evilly, "I thought we had reached an agreement."

Wei Linqiang had a bad feeling, "What agreement."

"Do you know how to raise a little ghost? If the master feeds it, the little ghost will help the master unconditionally. Hey, the things in the refrigerator have been spoiling so fast recently. Are you right, a dignified little ghost."

Wei Linqiang raised her fist, "Are you threatening me, if I don't listen to you, I won't give you food in the future, and you also satirized me, right?"

"You heard right."

"Of course... no problem." Wei Linqiang thought to herself, she really misjudged, this girl is just a black sesame stuffed bun, looking quiet and quiet, but in fact she is a dark-bellied and inhuman pervert.

Sure enough, many people who wear glasses are not normal.

Resigned to her fate, Wei Linqiang took out a collection of poems and returned to Luo Jiang's side.

"One door after another

push away the woods

sun blood

put in lamp

the river lies quietly

people's village

where people live

man's door knocker

nest hanging on

Eight feet away from the world

on the tree

I seem to be two feet away from the world

everything is as it is

everything is deposited

Human

Faces of generations, all misfortunes

I seem to

a mouthful of ancestors

well dug for future generations

All misfortune comes from my deep water"

As soon as Luo Jiang couldn't fall asleep since she was a child, grandma would read poems to her, and only this thing could make her peaceful and peaceful.

Seeing Luo Jiang gradually close her eyes, Wei Linqiang also put down the book softly. In fact, the other party could use the pendant in the backpack to drive her and Yaya out, but she didn't. Could it be that her conscience discovered it?Wei Linqiang shook her head. Whether Luo Jiang has a conscience still needs to be investigated. The most important thing at present is to convince Yaya as soon as possible. After all, she is a starving ghost and needs to eat. It would be much better if Luo Jiang's offerings were made. Although ghosts can't die from starvation, starvation is torture regardless of human and ghost.

……

Luo's mansion.

Luo Yunsang finished the last sentence softly, "All misfortunes come from my deep water."

With a smile on her face, she closed the book in her hands with her slender and boneless hands, and looked up at the moon in the sky, "It's a beautiful poem, what do you think, Afu?"

Luo Fu, who was behind her, nodded, but still corrected Luo Yunsang's address, "Sister Yunsang, you should call me Shen Su."

Luo Yunsang smiled slyly, "Although you practice Buddhism, who told you that you are still a mortal body, as long as you don't attain the Tao, you have to be my sister, right? Afu."

Luo Fu Wannian's frosty face showed a little more helplessness, and then she said seriously: "Sister Yunsang, I found Xiao Er, and it's the same as your calculation."

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