This female ghost is obviously very beautiful

"Really?" Chang Xi said slowly: "I thought you were jealous and was about to coax you, but since you are not jealous and it is getting late, I should go too."

Yuan Shuangqing coaxed quickly, she was really no match in front of Chang Xi, and said sadly: "Then I'm jealous, right? Come and coax me."

Chang Xi burst out laughing: "Do you believe that too? I did it on purpose to provoke you."

Yuan Shuangqing flushed with anger, and threw all the pillows over, but Changxi caught them firmly, and Yuan Shuangqing threw another pillow over: "You are too much! You know how to lie to me!"

Chang Xi hugged the two pillows, quite helplessly: "Don't throw away the quilt too, I really can't catch it, both hands are full."

Yuan Shuangqing really wanted to do this, she had already grabbed the quilt with her hands, but after thinking about it, the quilt still had to be covered, if she really didn't catch it, what would happen if it fell to the ground and got dirty?So I chose to let go.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Changxi began to appear every now and then, and Yuan Shuangqing also studied step by step every day to enrich herself.On nights when there is no Changxi, she will light a lamp, sit on a chair with a strong charcoal fire, and weave red thread. After the two auspicious knots are finished, she will give one to Changxi, and the other will go through a small hole in the half-jade, and hang at the waist.

Then she asked someone to buy back a high-quality guzheng, and she didn't go out to cast ghosts much at night. She was grinding the guzheng while watching the rhythm of the piano. Of course, this was when Changxi was away. If Changxi appeared, she would not When you touch the guzheng again, it is clear at a glance which is more important.

It’s just that she doesn’t know that although everyone who returns to Muju stays in their own room at night, they really know when Miss Abai comes and when she doesn’t come, just because of the intermittent and unpleasant sound of the piano It was like a magic voice, disturbing them, but no one dared to tell Yuan Shuangqing, so the first thing to do every night was to pray that Miss Abai would come today.

Once Changxi said: "It's boring for you and me to sit like this, why don't I teach you how to play Go."

Yuan Shuangqing likes new things, so when she and Changxi are interested, they must arrange chess and play two games. Although the final result is always bad, she got some fun from it.

Yuan Shuangqing not only likes to play chess, she also likes Changxi's slightly frowning eyebrows when she bows her head to contemplate the next chess game, and the corners of her mouth under the dim candlelight outlines a soft arc, as if it can crush people's minds up.

On the [-]th night of the twelfth lunar month, as usual, the number of people was changed from four to seven: Zhang Wanwan, Mei Niang, and Zhang Qingbai sat on one side, Yuan Shuangqing, Dong Yin, and Zhang Zizhong sat on the other side, and Changxi probably because today is On New Year's Eve, instead of keeping a distance as usual, she sat behind Yuan Shuangqing.It was very close, and Yuan Shuangqing could reach her as soon as she stretched out her hand.

The room was as warm as spring, and she didn't feel cold at all. Yuan Shuangqing's eyes glanced at each face, and she felt stable and happy in her heart. This was what she had longed for before, but now she got it easily, as if she was in a dream.

The new cook put a lot of chili on the New Year's Eve dinner, and now everyone except Chang Xi was holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea, taking a sip to moisten their throats.

"Drink?"

Yuan Shuangqing twisted her body and brought the teacup to Changxi.

Chang Xi glanced at her, hummed lightly, and brought her lips together to take a sip. Yuan Shuangqing originally wanted to make a joke, but now she was startled: "You...can you eat?"

Changxi smiled: "When water and food enter my body, they will turn into nothingness, and no matter what it is, it is tasteless to me."

Yuan Shuangqing felt a little pity. She took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea from the rim of the cup that Changxi touched just now, and said, "Then I will eat more in the future, so that I won't miss it too much when I get into the coffin."

Zhang Zizhong, who was eating melon seeds, paused and frowned, "What are you talking about? Even if you enter the coffin, you won't be able to become a ghost. As long as you leave this world with peace of mind, you will naturally be able to reincarnate in the underworld."

There were some things Yuan Shuangqing didn't want to be known by Master or others, so she just smiled quietly.The moment she wanted to die, she couldn't really feel at ease, because Changxi was waiting. After all, she was going to take Changxi to Huangquan together, or she would stay with her in the world until she was forced to die. Thoughts dissipate and fall into reincarnation forever.

When it was late at night, there was no voice in the room, and everyone was a little sleepy, but Shitou was the first one who couldn't bear it, and kept nodding his chin to doze off.

Yuan Shuangqing looked funny, touched the cup, the tea was already cold, she stopped the urge to drink water, and said: "Meiniang, why don't you take Qingbai back to sleep? He played like crazy during the day, Must be tired right now."

Zhang Zizhong also got up and clapped his hands, with a tired face: "My body is getting worse every year, and I have to go back to sleep."

Yuan Shuangqing got up and sent Meiniang's family and the master away, just like that, there were only three of them left in the room, and then Dongyin also said that she was sleepy and was going to sleep, Yuan Shuangqing silently looked at her still energetic eyes, and hesitated for a while , or let her go.

After everyone had left, Chang Xi naturally sat beside her.

Yuan Shuangqing bit her lip and said, "I always feel that Dongyin knows something..."

Chang Xi paused, looked at her and asked slowly: "Know what?"

Yuan Shuangqing thought to herself that you are asking knowingly, but she still leaned over and said shyly, "It's our relationship..."

Changxi smiled and patted her head: "They are all people close to you, it's normal to know, and I never covered it up, the last time you had a high fever, I confessed it to Meiniang."

Yuan Shuangqing suddenly realized, and said belatedly: "No wonder...their eyes look strange when you are mentioned. Then...master, does he know?"

Chang Xi said indifferently: "If he knew, why would he let you approach me? It's better to hide it from him first, after all, although the old man can't beat me, it's hard to guarantee that there are no other means to separate you and me."

"Hmm..." Yuan Shuangqing frowned, hummed twice, but still felt the fire in her throat, so she coughed.

Seeing her coughing, Changxi silently moved to the side. Yuan Shuangqing knew that she was trying to avoid herself again, so she leaned over and grabbed her cuff: "I don't have a cold, but I just eat too much spicy food, and my throat feels uncomfortable."

Chang Xi was silent for a moment, then lightly patted the back of her hand as if to comfort her, her eyes moved slightly: "I see."

"Then you..." Yuan Shuangqing twitched a bit, encouraged her courage and said, "Can you sleep with me tonight?"

Chang Xi's body stiffened for a moment, and then said softly: "You have to be good."

This was an obvious refusal, and Yuan Shuangqing couldn't help being a little disappointed, but she quickly adjusted her mood.Since Chang Xi didn't want to get too close to her, she took advantage of this night to spend time with Chang Xi.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shuangqing cheered up a little more. She took a few sips of the cold chrysanthemum tea from the teacup, and instantly felt a little more awake.

Chang Xi said: "Stretch out your hand, I have a gift for you."

Yuan Shuangqing spread out her palm obediently, and subconsciously asked, "Are you going to give me yourself again?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them both showed the same smiles when they thought of the scene of watching the New Year during the Chinese New Year last year.

Chang Xi joked: "I was given to you last year, but I can't find another one."

"That's right," Yuan Shuangqing nodded her head in a good manner, deeply convinced: "You are already mine. If I still give it away like this this year, then I will be at a big loss. But speaking of it, if you really have two, I can bear it." of."

She said, blinked and smiled narrowly.

Chang Xi snorted and raised her voice: "That's not serious! Do you want any more presents?"

Yuan Shuangqing quickly stretched out her hands: "I want it!" A real man is one who can bend and stretch.

Changxi lifted up the veil and touched her waist. When she released her hand again, there was already a wooden doll in her hand. After she put the doll in Yuan Shuangqing's hand, Yuan Shuangqing took a closer look. The face of this wooden doll Although I can't tell who it looks like, the hairpin on the bun is exactly the same as her usual one, like a miniature version. Yuan Shuangqing looked at it for a long time, then suddenly raised her head and asked, "Why don't you engrave one for me?"

Chang Xi was slightly startled, and looked at her meaningfully: "You really want two?" She suddenly smiled, and said, "If you don't like it, give it back to me, I like it very much."

Yuan Shuangqing hurriedly put it in her arms, fearing that Chang Xi would snatch it from her.She asked this not out of dislike, but compared to herself, she prefers to look at Chang Xi's wooden head when she is free. After all, who wants to stare at herself and be foolish?

But she couldn't say such selfish words.

"Of course I like it." Yuan Shuangqing changed the topic: "It turns out that you sometimes took a piece of wood to carve, and that's what you carved."

"The rotten wood that was just used to test the water, I carved a lot of roots, this is fir, not perishable, maybe you can bury this puppet next to you when you are buried in the soil in the future."

The two of them, a Taoist priest and a ghost, are not as shy about life and death as ordinary people, and they talk about it calmly.

After Changxi finished explaining, she looked at Yuan Shuangqing quietly, without blinking her eyes, and the surroundings became quiet, except for the occasional crackling sound of the charcoal fire.

Yuan Shuangqing couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Chang Xi's cheek. Seeing that she didn't object, but kept looking at her dotingly, she became bolder and slowly kissed her on the lips. Yuan Shuangqing raised her eyes and met Chang Xi's. Eyes glued together, she couldn't help but feel a little shy. Just as she was about to say a few words of sincerity, Chang Xi suddenly said, "I still had a gift last year, so I don't have any this year? Or is it this kiss?"

"Ah...ah?" Yuan Shuangqing took a long time to recover, and when she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel a little shy: "You looked at me like that just now, I thought..."

I thought you wanted to get close to me...

Although Yuan Shuangqing hadn't finished speaking, Changxi could guess how much it was. She couldn't help laughing, touched Yuan Shuangqing's cheek, and suddenly felt a little emotional: "Silly girl, you are one year older."