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In fact, when I was half asleep, I understood what was going on.

There are two paths in front of me, one is to pretend nothing happened, slowly let go of the person in my arms, and then accidentally turn over and fall off the bed, wake myself up, and pretend to be stupid to get by.

It's a little bad to do this, Yin Xueji is too smart, I acted like this in front of him, no different from a jumping clown, if I don't do it, it will cause him to misunderstand, which will only increase the embarrassment.

So, I chose another method.

Opening her eyes naturally, she pressed a kiss on his lips like a dragonfly touching water...

Sure enough, the person in front of him couldn't say a word, whether it was ridiculed, shy, or cramped.His face was already covered with a thin layer of powder, and my face was clearly reflected in his black, bright and moist eyes, and he was not willing to move away.

"Thank you."

Yin Xueji seemed to like calling my name very much. Although he didn't smile at this time, his eyes were full of joy: "I really want to be like this every day in the future."

Although I was smiling, my nose was a little sore: "Isn't it easy? You have promised me that I will survive. I also believe in you. As long as you don't break your promise, I will follow you every day, how you want to live. "

Yin Xueji said: "It's a dream I've been dreaming of, it's right in front of my eyes, how can I be willing to break my promise?"

Of course I would like to believe him, but how can it be so easy for a person to fight against the sky?

These days, based on the memories and experiences of my previous life, I have read a lot of ancient books, and I have the cheek to seek advice from old friends who I haven't met in this life, just to find out whether Yin Xueji's current situation can be saved.

Pots of cold water washed my little luck down the gutter one after another.

To put it simply, if a person is sick, he must seek a doctor's diagnosis, take medicine to treat and warm up slowly, and work hard to recover.

Yin Xueji's situation happened to be the opposite.Someone gave him a book of exercises. Once he practices it, his body will be damaged more and more. But on the surface, not only he healed all his illnesses, but he will also gain strength far stronger than most people.

"Nine Forms of Fuxue" is such a kind of exercise, if it is classified according to its characteristics, it will definitely not be classified as the right path.Any exercises that are linked to "life force" will always have a bit of evil, and the Nine Styles of Fuxue is no exception.

Different from those exercises that deprive others of their lives to extend their "life force", Fuxue Nine Styles overdraw the cultivator himself, and it itself transforms into a "monster" residing in the host's body, replacing the "life force" to operate and maintain the host's life .

Originally, as long as the Great Elder of Lingxiao Palace didn't let Yin Xueji give birth to a child, it wouldn't be a problem for him to live to be 30 years old.Once Fuxue Jiushi found out after having a child, his first reaction must be to be happy.This means a healthy new host that does not require it to work hard to maintain "life force" and is highly compatible.

Before the new owner was born, it was not only busy "smuggling", but also had to ensure the safety of the old owner, and would not let it go completely.Once its "smuggling" is completed, Yin Xueji will become a poor little girl who will be thrown away after use, with only one dead end.

Of all the feasible and unfeasible ways to extend my life that I can think of, none of them are suitable for Yin Xueji.I don't know what he means by "less than a half chance", but seeing his carefree and happy appearance every day, I subconsciously don't want to spoil his interest by mentioning my worries.

The weather is getting colder every day, and the trails are covered with fallen leaves. The hare tits that can be seen in the forest from time to time on weekdays have long since disappeared.Soon, snow covered the branches, and winter came quietly.

Once the snow falls, it's no big deal, and everyone doesn't like to run down the mountain.First, the snowy mountain roads are difficult to walk, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere. If you accidentally stray off the road, you will have to go around for a long time to find the village; As soon as the city passed by, there were not many people walking around outside. Whether it was selling vegetables and grains or selling groceries, they were all busy going home to make arrangements for the New Year.

On the last day of the year-end market, I took people down the mountain to buy everything that should be bought, and asked them to transport the things back before the evening, and I went back to the market by myself.

Before going out today, Yin Xueji wanted to come with me, but I refused without mercy.Going to the market is not like ordinary shopping, there are so many people, sometimes several people are looking at a high-quality and cheap item, and there will inevitably be pushing and shoving under the competition, and a young and strong guy will definitely not be afraid of this, Yin Xueji's current physique , the wind was blowing stronger, I had to look up to the sky twice to see if he was blown away.If I take him to the market, I'm afraid I'll have to carry him the whole way on top of my head.

Yin Xueji was always reasonable, and when I said I would not take him with me, he stopped pestering me and followed me all the way out, with some reluctance in my eyes, and said regretfully, "Come back earlier."

I asked him, "If you want anything, I'll buy it for you."

Yin Xueji thought about it seriously, and finally shook her head and said, "I don't lack anything."

He said there was no shortage, so I couldn't really just buy him nothing.During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I also asked him the same question, and he said that he wanted to drink the wine I brewed by myself.

I recalled it carefully, this time was just the time when I was busy getting ahead, how could I have the leisure to make some wine?I can only make an appointment with him to buy him a drink later.After that, although I prepared apricots, plums and other fruits, and brewed several kinds of fruit wine for him, to be honest, I didn't like to drink the wine I brewed, and I really couldn't sell it.

I walked around until the market was about to end, but I couldn't come across anything I wanted. Just as I was about to go home, a sudden voice came from beside me: "Hey, do you want to buy cloth?"

I looked around, and a 25-year-old man was staring at me.His complexion is yellow, his cheeks are sunken, his dark eyes hide sharpness, and his accent is obviously not from the local area.

I didn't rush over, and stood not far away and asked him, "You called me?"

The man said impatiently, "Yes."

I asked again: "There are so many people walking past, why did you stop me?"

The man looked at me like a fool: "You look rich and can afford my cloth!"

I looked at the piles of cloth and satin stacked on the wooden boards erected by two benches in front of him, and asked, "How do you sell it?"

"Five taels of plain satin, ten taels of brocade! Ordinary cloth... three taels!"

I laughed "hehe" twice: "Why don't you grab it? The best embroidery workshop in Beijing doesn't sell it like you do."

The man stared angrily: "What's wrong with selling more expensive? My daughter-in-law knits these things every day, and her eyes are almost blind! If it weren't for the lack of money to treat his illness, I would not be willing to sell it!"

I went forward to pick some bolts of plain satin and thick cotton, asked for some rolls of silk thread, and asked him to count the money.

This man's heart was indeed as black as he showed, and the lion demanded 20 taels of silver from me.I didn't talk nonsense with him, I took out the money honestly, and while watching him clumsily pack things, I asked, "What's your name, brother?"

His back tensed slightly, his head lowered, and he asked vigilantly, "Why are you asking this?"

I casually said: "It's strange for you to ask this question. Meeting is fate, not to mention you just killed me, as a kind buyer who is willing to let you steal money, I don't deserve to know your name? "

The bit of needle and thread in his hand was finally wrapped with paper, and the rope was tied crookedly: "Fu Wen."

I nodded and took the things from his hand: "Brother Fu, we will meet later."

Regardless of his reaction, I turned around and left with my things in my arms.

Speaking of which, Fu Wen'an can be regarded as an old friend of mine.

When he was young, he was regarded as the elite among the elites in our assassin world. Although he disappeared for a while, when he reappeared in the world, every time he appeared, he was accompanied by bloody storms.There are rumors that during the years when he disappeared, he met someone he liked.His sweetheart didn't want him to live the life of drinking blood on the tip of a knife again, so the two agreed to find a place to live in seclusion.Fu Wen'an only knew how to kill people all his life, and knew nothing about other things. He sold coolies to others, and ran around in restaurants and teahouses. In the end, because of his eccentric temper and inhumanity, he messed up his work and was driven away.The two depended on his wife for a little needlework to support themselves.His wife was not in good health, and seeing that life was getting worse and worse, she usually had a headache and brain fever, but she refused to tell it, and a minor illness turned into a serious illness, and died.

From then on, Fu Wen'an began to resent himself and the whole world.He felt that if he didn't stick to the agreement at the beginning and kill a few people in the order business, the money would have come long ago.Not only can he heal his wife's illness, but also lead him to live a good life.

When I met Fu Wen'an in my previous life, he was already gloomy and bloodthirsty. No one knew his name, and everyone called him "blood lunatic" behind his back.I intended to attract him, but before he got close, he raised his knife indiscriminately and hacked, almost taking off one of my arms.I immediately dismissed my idea.This man is a real lunatic. Even if he holds this knife in his hand, he will not obey my orders.

When I saw him at the market today, I really didn't dare to recognize him. I really couldn't imagine the appearance of an inhuman "blood lunatic" sitting in a bustling market and selling things.

He is still alive right now.

I don't know if what I did today will have an impact on his fate, but since meeting him is fate, I must help him.

Back to Taoyuanzhuang, it was already dark.

Someone built a snowman outside the gate of the villa, and it stood in front of the gate with white flowers, which was very pleasing.

When I got closer to see it clearly, "Snowman" moved his head, raised a beautiful and refined face from the hood, and smiled at me: "You're back?"

I rushed to shake his hand, and it was as cold as ice, and I couldn't help being a little annoyed: "Are those bastards eating dry food? They let you freeze outside!"

"It's none of their business," Yin Xueji explained, "I hid from them and came out. I only stayed here for a while, and I'm waiting for you."

Yin Xueji glanced at the things I was holding, and wanted to take them: "I'll help you."

I turned slightly to avoid it: "No need, if you really feel that there is something missing in your hand, then lead me."

This proposal fit Yin Xueji's heart very well, he resolutely discarded the cloth and satin, and pulled up my sleeve: "It's cold outside, let's go back quickly."

I really have nothing to do with him.

Now that I know it's cold, why didn't I think of it when I came out early in the morning to wait for me?