After amnesia, Xianzun ran away with the ball

The flame of the stove has not been extinguished, and a steady stream of heat is sent to the iron pot.

The water in the pot boiled and interacted with the noodles to produce a lot of white foam, and the bubbles became more and more, pushing the lid of the pot to the top of the head.

Lin Ruan turned her head to look at the expressionless person standing in front of the door, and said, "The batter is muddy."

The deity removed the stove, he got angry?

Is the deity too assertive?

You should ask him if he would like to move the kitchen to a warm log cabin.

Lin pursed his lips and pinched his clothes with his fingers, looking a little at a loss.

Xu felt that his performance was too obvious, he touched the egg on the side, and clumsily touched the mouth of the bowl, intending to make fried eggs.

Things have already been done, he really couldn't bear to apologize, so he used actions to make up for his mistakes.

Zuo Gongzi jumped up in twos and tried to take the eggs away, "I'll cook, you wait here."

The hands of the two accidentally touched each other, Lin Ruan's heart trembled, and he quickly pulled his hand away while holding the egg.

But in the blink of an eye, he realized that it was not appropriate to do so.

What is the deity hiding from?

He stopped his arm just in time.

Zuo Gongzi chased after him with his fingers, and took the egg from his hand.

Inevitably, the fingers of the two touched a large area.

Lin Ruan subconsciously let go of the egg, but because Mr. Zuo didn't hold the object tightly, the egg slipped from their fingers.

The egg liquid flowed all over the place.

Both were stunned.

Lin Ruan immediately used the magic scroll to get the broom, and was about to clean it, but Mr. Zuo snatched the broom, "I'll do it."

This time Lin Ruan didn't hide so fast, so the broom was handed over smoothly.

Mr. Zuo held the broom, first extinguished the flame of the stove, then lowered his head and leaned over to clean the egg wash carefully.

Xiao Zhuo, who has changed his identity, is very well-behaved, without the usual gags and hands-on actions. Although his appearance is very different, he always unconsciously makes others feel good when he gets along.

It is easy for such a person to win the favor of others, but Lin Ruan stared at him blankly, but felt a little blocked in her heart.

He doesn't like Mr. Zuo with this temperament.

I heard that the mother's emotions are very sensitive during pregnancy, and if it is serious, she will get sick. Lin Ruan thinks that she is probably sick, otherwise why would she not like this polite and enthusiastic Mr. Zuo (Xiao Zhuo), but miss the days when Xiao Zhuo repeatedly provoked her? Woolen cloth?

He glanced at the drowsy sky, thinking that when the weather cleared, he would go to the town clinic to have a look.

Breakfast is beef noodles, still full of thin slices of beef, a few leaves of green vegetables, and a golden

fried eggs.

Lin Ruan stepped forward at the moment Mr. Zuo finished serving the rice, put the two bowls on the tray first, and walked over him to the table.

"Click." There was a slight sound when the bowl touched the wooden table.

He placed the beef noodles at both ends of the table.

Mr. Zuo jumped and sat down opposite Lin Ruan: "It's just a lost leg, it doesn't affect my serving of food, don't underestimate me."

Lin Ruan gave him a pair of chopsticks, and said in a matter-of-fact manner, "It's not useless."

When Xiao Zhuo chattered before, he was always too lazy to respond.

Now that the other party is serious, he can't help talking more.

Mr. Zuo smiled, then lowered his head to suppress his smile, and pierced the fried egg with his chopsticks.

Ruan Ruan took good care of Mr. Zuo, whom he had met a few times, and comforted him that he would not lose his legs, but half a month ago, he cruelly whipped me as my husband!

Mr. Zuo poked the egg beyond recognition, and he didn't come back to the place where the chopsticks fell. He took a careful look at Lin Ruan, and found that the other party was eating noodles and didn't notice him.

So he pulled the noodles and buried the fried eggs in the bottom of the bowl.

After taking a bite of noodles, his eyes fell on the familiar scratches on the table.

This scratch is Lin Ruan's name. The handwriting is bold and the mark is not deep. It happens to be on the corner of the table. It is the scratch he carved when he was bored in the dormitory.

Zuo Gongzi suddenly felt that the noodles in his mouth were not fragrant.

"Ruan Ruan!"

He couldn't hold back, and shouted with a stinky face.

Lin Ruan cast a puzzled look.

Mr. Zuo immediately put away his expression, turned into a spring breeze, and asked, "Ruan Ruan, did you buy this new table? It doesn't look very new."

Lin Ruan: "..." Don't you know if it's new or not?

He ignored Mr. Zuo and got up to clean up the empty bowl.

Zuo Gongzi watched his back washing dishes on the stove, the corners of his lips curled up.

Great, Ruan Ruan ignored Mr. Zuo!

Because he was in a good mood, Mozun took out a magic weapon from the Qiankun bag after dinner, turned over and sat on the magic weapon, and controlled it to fly to Lin Ruan's door.

Knock on the door three times and say, "Ruan Ruan, are you going to catch ghosts?"

No one responded.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Zuo opened the door with a bang, and saw that there was no one inside.

His heart was beating wildly, and he immediately dispersed his consciousness, covering the entire mountain.

After a few breaths, he picked up Lin Ruan, who was leaning against the stone wall and fell asleep, with a serious look on his brows.

"come out!"

The Soul Cracking Whip was pulled out, and the surrounding area was immediately engulfed by demonic fire.

Faintly, there are ups and downs of howling ghosts and wolves.

He looked fiercely into the bushes, and swung his long whip away.

"Crack."

will get

There was a sound of something breaking.

The Soul Breaking Whip flew over with a piece of broken emerald green flute, and when the flute touched the magic fire on the way, it let out piercing howls of ghosts and wolves.

The Soul Cracking Whip released billowing demon energy, and after a while, the sky and the earth changed color, like night.

"Come out." Mozun said for the second time.

A light smoke floated from the flute and turned into a blurred phantom when it landed.

He knelt on the ground with a hoarse voice, "Please let my apprentices go."

Demon Venerable raised his soul-cracking whip: "Tell me, where is Ruan Ruan's soul?!"

Lin Ruan was lying quietly on his lap, it was abnormal that there was no sign of waking up after such a big movement.

As a Demon Lord, he is extremely sensitive to souls, so he knew at a glance that Ruan Ruan's soul was lost.

But he let go of the sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't find his soul on this mountain.

The ghost tremblingly said: "I don't know."

Mozun immediately controlled a ball of fire to burn the flute, and a dozen souls floated out from the flute. Their bodies were burning with magic fire, howling in pain.

The ghost said eagerly: "Don't hurt them, I know where his soul might be!"

"Say."

"His soul is not nearby, he must have accidentally possessed another creature. If you don't go back and wait, sir, he will definitely go back and find you."

Mozun put away his flute and took the ghosts back to the wooden house.

Putting Lin Ruan, who had lost his soul, on the bed and covering him with a quilt, he suddenly heard a strange sound behind him.

He turned his head and saw the little white rabbit bumping against the threshold.

The little rabbit shook his head, and his dark eyes met Mozun.

After a pause, the little rabbit immediately jumped away crookedly.

The Demon Lord blocked its way, and asked tentatively, "Ruan Ruan?"

The little rabbit ran in another direction.

After being blocked several times, the little rabbit jumped up and bit the Mozun's pants.

He was too small, dangling from his trousers, afraid to let go and return to the ground.

The rabbit's bones are fragile everywhere, and it is afraid of breaking its legs.

The Mozun stared at him for a while, smiled, picked it up and put it on the ground, "I misidentified the person, you should go home."

The little rabbit jumped into the grass, picked up the blades of grass with its paws, and watched the back of the Mozun as he went to the kitchen.

After a while, he jumped into Lin Ruan's room unskillfully.

After working hard for a while, he didn't jump on the bed.

The little rabbit lay on the ground, waved its snow-white paws, but had no spiritual power.He couldn't get his soul back into his body.

Laughter came from behind: "Need help?"

The little rabbit turned his head slowly, and subconsciously went out the door

run.

"Clang!"

The wooden door was closed by the wind.

The little rabbit stared at the door for a moment, then turned around and got under the bed.

Mozun shouted patiently: "I know it's you, come out quickly, I'll help you restore your soul."

The little rabbit didn't move at all.

Mozun took out carrots and cabbage and put them in front of the rabbit.

The little rabbit showed a humane look of disdain.

The stalemate lasted until noon, when the little rabbit whose body clock was up finally couldn't help it, and turned his eyes to the carrots on the plate.

A rabbit's instinct brings him closer to food.

The rationality of being a fairy made him stop again.

After struggling for a long time, he looked at Mozun and found that Mozun was reading the script with his back turned to him.

So he quietly raised his paw and reached for the plate.

It had just emerged from under the bed when someone grabbed a snow-white paw.

Mozun couldn't help but hug him to the bed, and cast the spell as fast as a gust of wind. The next moment, the emotion in the eyes of the little rabbit gradually lost, and the fingers of the lying person moved slightly.

Lin Ruan woke up in a daze, met the demon king's eyes, hadn't woken up from the emotion of being caught just now, got up suddenly, and bit his arm.

Demon Venerable: "..."

Lin Ruan: "..."

He maintained a cold expression, refusing to admit that he had turned into a rabbit, "I had a nightmare just now, and I mistakenly thought you were a bad person, sorry."

Mozun: "..." Oh, you win by biting people in a nightmare, are you a cat?

Lin Ruan in front of him was sitting upright, with an immortal demeanor, and Mozun didn't expose him for the sake of his image as a good man.

The two were discussing about ghosts, and Lin Ruan bit to death a sentence. He fell into a coma by mistake on the way to catch ghosts, and he barely fell into a coma after returning to the wooden house.

Even if he knew that he was carried back from the mountain by the Mozun himself, he still refused to admit it!

What he said was honest, and he didn't care what Mozun was thinking.

Until Mozun took out the flute and released the ghost for interrogation, his expression finally changed slightly.

Looking carefully, tension and anxiety flashed in the eyes.

When Mozun interrogated the ghost about the crime, Lin Ruan was clearly restless.

When the ghost said it was deluding Lin Ruan with hallucinations and sneaked into the ground, Lin Ruan interrupted coldly, staring at the ghost in horror, "You are talking nonsense!"

ghost:"……"

More than a dozen ghosts stared at Mo Zun together.

Mozun decided to tell the truth: "I found you at the foot of the mountain, and took you..."

"You are talking nonsense! This deity has been in the room." Lin Ruan's horrified eyes turned to Mozun.

"Okay, I'm talking nonsense, then you can talk nonsense, what kind of hallucinations did you experience, and they took advantage of you?"

And enter? "

Lin Ruan has a strong manner, and turned around with a cold and arrogant expression, "I never speak nonsense."

Mozun stared at his lover's upright expression, choking his words in his throat.

All right, you can rely on my love and do whatever you want to turn black and white.

As soon as this thought passed through his mind, Mozun's expression froze.

It's true that Ruan Ruan is a tsundere, but he's only tsundere towards me, why does Mr. Zuo also treat him like this!

Ruan Ruan, he actually kept turning black and white against the people he met a few times. Whose favor is he relying on?

Mr. Zuo's?

How could Ruan Ruan be sure that Mr. Zuo would not refute his inversion of right and wrong?

For a moment, Mozun felt that the whole person was not well. With a sullen face, he drove the magic weapon and flew down the mountain, revealing his original appearance.

Change your appearance, change it!I was green by myself!

This Ruan Ruan really needs to be cleaned up!