Gentlemen, put away your cat

Fu Hao's eyes lit up, he stared fixedly at the woman, and suddenly realized that this woman is not possessed by a ghost, but possessed by a soul!

Song Hui said that the other half of He Jinling's remnant soul is in Hexiang Town, and the real purpose of their trip is her!

The woman didn't know how to get her hand out of the quilt, and raised her hand to He Jinling with a kind smile: "Come here, I haven't talked face-to-face with Sibao for a long time."

He Jinling stood still: "Auntie, didn't you still talk to me in a dream two days ago?"

The woman was stunned, and said: "The dreams are all illusory, how can it be regarded as real face-to-face?"

He Jinling picked up the green sword, with a cold expression on his face, and said to the woman, "Then you get out of this woman, otherwise how can we be talking face to face?"

Fu Hao took two steps back silently, letting the two of them solve it by themselves.Seeing Jinling like this, he was also very relieved. He Jinling still listened to what he said that day.

The door of the house was not closed, the girl stood at the door looking at them at a loss, stammering: "No, don't hurt my mother..."

Fu Hao walked over to touch her messy hair, closed the door, and a girl's cry came from outside.

When He Jinling heard this, she felt sullen in her heart: "My aunt will never implicate innocent people! You can't be my aunt!"

The woman shook her head: "That was before, people change."

He Jinling remained silent, chanting a spell in a low voice, and the blue sword rushed towards the woman.

The woman did not hide, the sword was fixed on a finger in front of her forehead.

He Jinling's hands trembled, but he still couldn't do it.If this is really my aunt, what should he do?How should he explain to his family...

He Jinling gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice, "What do you want?"

The woman's eyes turned turbulent, as if yearning, she said: "You used to never treat me like this. Don't Sibao like aunt too?"

"Shut up!" He Jinling growled, "My aunt is not like this, she won't drag innocent people out..."

The woman said sadly, "I'm helping this woman, she is dying."

He Jinling said: "Then let her rest in peace, don't pester her!"

The woman seemed to be in disbelief, and said angrily, "Haunting? Am I pestering her? She was clearly pestering me in her dream, asking me to make her beautiful."

The woman laughed crazily for a while, then shook her body excitedly and said: "By the way, let me tell you, your high-ranking one-star Taoist scolded me the same way, he told me to stop pestering me hahahahaha... he called Stop pestering me... I am obviously the same as her, why doesn't he like me hahahaha..."

The woman was crying while laughing, the more she laughed, the crazier she became, her facial features became more and more ferocious, almost only the whites of her eyes remained, and her pale thin lips suddenly turned red.

Seeing this, Fu Hao seemed to understand something, pulled off He Jinling's sachet hanging from his waist, and shook it in his hand: "What is this?"

The woman's expression became clear in an instant, and she froze for a moment, looking at the sachet: "He, he..."

Fu Hao said: "This is given to Jin Ling by Taoist One Star."

The woman trembled all over, clutching the bedsheets as if in a breakdown, and crumpled them: "What is he, pushing me away fiercely while carefully storing these things? Is this fun? It's like this every time! "

He Jinling also stared blankly at the sachet: "This is what Taoist Yixing asked you to give it to me?"

The bright yellow sachet was embroidered with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The stitching was not delicate, and even clumsy and ugly.But people can see full sincerity and love at a glance.

What is the relationship between Yixing Taoist and He Yun, no one knows.

The woman bit her lower lip, even bit her lip, pretending to be calm and said: "Get out, get out with this thing."

Fu Hao was unmoved: "Get out of this child's mother first. We will take care of other things slowly."

The woman glared at him: "You have something to say?"

He Jinling said: "What about me? Can I ask you to get out of this woman now?"

The woman said: "No."

The woman was very stubborn, even playing tricks.

He Jinling seems to have confirmed that this person is not his aunt now, and her tone is even more indifferent: "Did you leave a remnant soul on me, how do you get rid of it?"

Soul residence is a forbidden technique, and I don't know how this person knows it.The world doesn't even know how to break it.

"That's right hahahaha." The woman laughed loudly, "I'll teach you a way, you bring Yixing over and slap him in front of me, and I'll let those remnant souls leave you hahahaha."

I don't know if she is talking nonsense, it's useless for He Jinling to get angry, she feels deeply powerless.

Just when they thought things had fallen into a bottomless pit, suddenly the door of the house was kicked open, and a white suit appeared in front of them.

"Taoist January!"

January, who had been hiding all this time, was actually by their side all the time.He Jinling was deeply moved.

The farmer outside the house was lying on the door curiously and looked at the seemingly rich people inside, wondering if he could extort another sum of money: "Master Taoist, the door of my house is made of good wood, before you leave today , remember to give me..."

Without even looking at him, January walked over and closed the door.His eyes were no longer as gentle as usual, but staring at the woman on the bed, without saying a word.

There was a moment of silence in the air, and then he made a move that surprised everyone.

"Snapped--"

He grabbed He Jinling's hand and slapped himself across the face.

Then, he looked at the woman with a disdainful smile: "Is that enough? Do you want to give it a few more? I can do as many palms as I like."

"Are you a one-star Taoist?" He Jinling swallowed hard, his right hand was still in hot pain, and the pain on that one-star's face can be imagined.

Yixing and Yiyue are twins, and they are usually identified by the color of their clothes. If Yixing has been wearing white clothes and pretending to be Taoist Yiyue during these days, it is completely reasonable.

He nodded slightly, and the lazy aura all over his body seemed to reveal his true identity.

The woman on the bed stared at him without saying a word, her eyes seemed to be resentful, as if they were remembering, very sticky.In the blink of an eye, she collapsed on the bed and closed her eyes.

"Yixing" breathed a sigh of relief, rushed over to help the woman on the bed, touched her, and the woman's breathing stabilized.

"Yixing" finished everything, turned around and looked at them with a gentle smile: "Thank you for your hard work, but she doesn't know where she is now."

He Jinling and Fu Hao blinked, Taoist One Star would show such a gentle smile?

Fu Hao said: "Are you..."

"Yi Xing" pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm very similar, right? We all know about him and He Yun, so how can the master let him come?"

"Taoist January!" He Jinling finally came to his senses, looking at the palm of his fair face apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Yiyue waved her hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I did it myself anyway. Don't feel guilty, this strange thing has left this woman, and it can't find a host for now, and you only have [-]% of her remnant soul. If the remaining [-]% are floating on the street, they will be wiped out within a day."

Fu Hao nodded: "What should we do now?"

January thought for a moment: "The west mountain is very evil, and she can keep her for a few days. When you go up the mountain tomorrow, be careful. Let her think that I am the elder brother, but if you still want to slap me, Jin Ling Don't hesitate, the most important thing is that this matter can be resolved. It has been delayed for ten years, and in these ten years, brother..."

January's smile dimmed, and she waved her hand: "Forget it, you guys go back and have a good rest, and I'll come here to deal with the aftermath."

Fu Hao didn't know what to say, so he pulled He Jinling away silently.

Behind them, Yanyue asked the man with a smile about how much the wooden door would cost.

The man exaggeratedly said a number.

January slowly opened the purse and gave him a lot of money.

The man took the silver with a smile, the woman in the room also woke up, and the girl finally laughed.

Everyone in the family gets what they need, and everyone is happy.

It was almost dusk.The two missed the carriage all the way, so they had no choice but to walk back to the city step by step.Fu Hao returned to the inn, there were quite a few disciples drinking tea, having fun and listening to cross talk on the first floor, and I don’t know if they all completed the task. Fu Hao has exhausted his heart and strength these few days, and at this moment, he feels so tired that his bones are almost gone After we got separated, I didn't bother to care about them, so I dragged my body back to the room without taking off my clothes and shoes, and lay on the bed with my eyes closed, and I fell into an embrace full of fragrance.

Fu Hao was not surprised, and said wearily: "...Ayin, you came back so early today?"

Hearing that address, Su Yin paused, and responded with a smile: "Yes. Go to sleep, they will come back at night, and I will wake you up again."

Fu Hao said: "Okay."

Anyway, they were both men, leaning together and Fu Hao felt no burden at all, and moved wantonly towards the place full of fragrance, sticking even tighter, and fell into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.

He dreamed that when he was only seven or eight years old, his elder brother was only fifteen or sixteen years old at that time, but he was already very mature and stable, everything paved the way for him.

At that time, the elder brother was not the head of the family, and both of them were just teenagers and children. Fu Hao liked to sneak up on his elder brother's bed at noon and curl up in his arms. Coax him into a deep sleep.

The sound of crickets outside the window, the sound of running water, and the sound of laughter... form a relaxed and comfortable childhood painting that can never go back.

Fu Wei, who has become the head of the family, naturally won't have the time to hug him and coax him to sleep; Fu Hao, who has come to peace, will not have another Fu Wei to clear all the thorns on the road for him.

Growth, after all, can only be a matter of one person.

The author has something to say: Hey, this title uses two more chapters, it's really comfortable to be lazy...