A Taoist friend of mine

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"He wants to frame us?" Song Tuo expressed his deep hatred, "In broad daylight, the sky is bright, and people's hearts are not old, shameful and hateful!"

"I don't know." Wen Xili walked along the winding path, "Hide this matter in advance, don't talk nonsense, play by ear."

Song Tuan nodded, the two went out together, sneaked into the middle of the road without anyone noticing, and then pretended to be a wolf and rushed forward, and they ran into the two waiting on the spot.

"There is indeed a headless monk there." Song Tuo fell to the ground, out of breath, "We almost died."

Wen Xili was a little better than her, leaning on the wall weakly: "Well, it's true... ahem, it's tricky."

"Those guys stay here for a night first, and we'll make a conclusion tomorrow." The young man made a suggestion, and the two understood it, and then Song Tuo dragged Yin Daoping up, and they stayed just like that.

The house of the youth’s house was fairly tidy, and several people circled around him. The old mother of the young man’s house called him to have dinner. Wen Yuli and Song Huo tried their best to evade it. Yin Daoping didn’t know why, and was about to have a full meal, but he was grabbed by the two of them. .

Yin Daoping was aggrieved, and whispered: "I'm hungry."

Wen Xili: "Junior brother, good boy, I will take you to eat big fish and meat tomorrow."

Song Tuo: "Don't pamper him, bear with it, eat whatever you want, and see how fat you are like a pig!"

Yin Daoping looked at his body like a white chicken, and felt even more aggrieved.

In the middle of the night, men and women sleep in separate rooms, but fortunately there are still bedrooms, so they are divided hastily, waiting for tomorrow's baptism.

Song Tuan tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

Wen Yuli noticed the strange movement of the person next to him, and suddenly smiled: "Song Tuo, are you still awake?"

"Um."

"Do you also feel that something is wrong?" Wen Xili turned around and stared seriously at her clear eyes, "Answer me."

"...Yeah." Song Tie choked for a moment, Wen Yuli's fierce appearance unintentionally made her shudder, and the latter seemed to know that he was frightening her, so he patted her on the back as if to comfort her, "I'm sorry, yes I'm too impatient."

"Also, the matter of body promise." Wen Xili smiled like a flower, "is it still counting?"

Count, of course count!

Song Tuan's beautiful eyes were shining, and the thousands of stars contained in his eyes were shining brightly, and he finally deceived this difficult Taoist nun.

The thought of finally being able to learn those messy things made her extremely excited.

"Then when will you teach me?" Song Tuo was so excited that he hugged her, "Since you have promised yourself, then you can teach me all the things you cultivated, right? What are you going to do? It's time to teach me, you are talking, why don't we try it tomorrow when we go to catch the headless monk, anyway, you don't care about it because you fly so fast, right?"

Wen Xili smiled, pulled the quilt silently, turned over, and turned his back to her: "Take back the foreword."

"Why!" Song Tuo screamed, "Speak up, Wen Yuli, are you going to teach me or not? Don't pretend to be asleep. I know you're still awake. Hey..."

Wen Xili turned around and covered her mouth, ambiguously attached to her ear, exhaling like blue.

"Song Tuo, make a promise with your body, do you know what it means?"

The author has something to say: The final content has been slightly revised (because it feels like a strong rhythm)

(I coded the next chapter yesterday, but I browsed through it myself, and it feels extremely ugly, so haven’t you changed it? My little masters, I’m going to rewrite the outline of the plot, otherwise the more I write, the more it will collapse. Tomorrow (maybe the third update) Midnight) and more)

Chapter 15 12

Song Tuo's brain froze in seconds.

Why does it feel like something is wrong.

Could it be that Wen Xili had something else in mind for him, but both of them are women, and besides, they haven't known each other for a long time, could it be that they fell in love with him just because they saved her once?

Killing her can't believe it.

"What do you mean?" Song Tuo's heart was self-evident, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times. In this situation, he couldn't even say the words he was most proud of.

"It's not interesting." Wen Xili stared at her deeply for a long time, then withdrew his hand and coughed twice, "I asked your opinion, but you haven't answered me yet."

A twisted melon is not sweet, just wait.

Song Tuan knew that she was changing the subject, so he didn't deliberately pick on the nitpickers, and started talking: "You guessed Ye Qing? It looks quite similar, that guy looks like a mouse, and he follows us for no reason. He should fight!"

"No." Wen Xili shook his head and smiled lightly, "I think there is someone else, he has no body odor, but the head of the headless monk must be in this house."

The headless monk can move around in the area of ​​Wang's house, but he can't reach Ye Qing, which is the area of ​​the young man's house. It also shows that the head originally buried in Wang's house was stolen, and the thief who stole the head is nearby.

"...Huh?" Song Tuo turned pale with shock, "Then the corpse oil from before?"

"It was mixed on purpose. Those who drank the corpse oil would be misinterpreted as headless monks. Although the hearts of those killed by the Wang family remained, their skins were taken away." Wen Xili said, "That's why I told you something was wrong."

"Is the dish we ate alright?" Song Tuo asked, Wen Jili nodded, "Go to bed first, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Without saying a word, Song Tuan turned over and fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

The sky was slightly bright, Song Huan and Wen Yuli got up early, washed up, ate two dry buns, and then packed up and prepared to go to yesterday's place to investigate.

Since they lost their mules and could not wield their swords recklessly, the two had to take Yin Daoping's mule to ride together and gallop all the way to their destination.

The scene was still there, and the two walked to the house like yesterday, only to find that the two mules from yesterday were grazing in front of the house intact, relaxed and happy.

Song Tuan's face was pale: "This mule also ate corpse oil, right? Why do people in this village like to eat corpse oil so much? No wonder they don't go out."

Wen Xili shook his head and denied, "No."

"What's wrong?" Song Wei asked her, and Wen Yuli tied up the mule, "The people in the village are not necessarily human, maybe they are headless monks?"

"Ye Qing is lying to us?" Song Tuo said "I'm sorry", "Please help us and still lie to us, his brain is squeezed by the door, right?"

"What if he doesn't know?" Wen Xili pushed open the door with a serious expression, "It's the second time I came in, I hope it won't be the same as last time."

"Don't you want me to save you like last time?" Song Tuo curled his lips, feeling inexplicably wronged in his heart.

"I don't want it." Wen Yuli took a step forward, whispering in her ear vaguely, "I saved you, Song Tuan."

High energy explosion.

Song Tun's complexion was colorful, and his eyes turned to Wen Xili faintly, and the result----

Four eyes facing each other.

Embarrassing, so embarrassing.

She quickly turned her head back.

Concentrate on meeting the enemy, concentrate on meeting the enemy.

Song Tun said to herself silently in her heart, but the more this happened, the faster her heartbeat became, and the shaking and shaking made it difficult for her to calm down.

No way, is she really...

Seeing her vigilant little tiger, Wen Xili thought it was funny, but now the task is important, and the matter between the two of them will be resolved later.

"Song Tuan, if you find any special situation, remember to report it in time." Wen Yuli walked around the room with a smile, and tapped the inkstone on the table with his fingertips: "The ink is not dry... What do you think?"

"I think it was intentional." Song Tuo's eyes sparkled, "Isn't it?"

The corner of Wen Xili's lips curled up: "That's right, but don't you think it's more like a warning? No, maybe it's okay to say that they came to inform us."