Ghosts have fairies

Worried that He Zhen had slept for too long and would not be able to adapt to the light when he opened his eyes, Qi Tong told him to close his eyes first.

When the other party closed his eyelids, the eyelashes swept across his palm, but it seemed to be on his heart, causing a slight itchiness.

He took his hands away from He Zhen's eyes, turned around and turned off the lights in the ward, leaving only a night light with gentle light.

After He Zhen opened his eyes, he really didn't feel the eyes' reckoning. Instead, he felt that the warm yellow halo in the room was very comfortable, and even the pain on his body was relieved a lot.

He saw Qi Tong sitting back beside his bed with a small glass, and a cotton swab in his other hand. The man dipped the cotton swab in water and wiped it carefully on his lips.

Only then did he realize that his lips were so dry that they might crack if he moved even a little.

Qi Tong's carefulness made He Zhen flustered for no reason, this time he blocked Tian Yuan's sword on his own initiative, which frightened the man, and raised his eyes to carefully observe the other's face.

But Qi Tong just wiped water on his lips seriously, without any emotion on his expression.

Except for saying a word when he opened his eyes, he didn't make a sound, He Zhen was most afraid of his appearance.

With no strength in his fingers, He Zhen just pursed his lips to try to attract the other party's attention, and his movement instantly wiped off the water that Qi Tong had smeared.

"Don't move."

Feeling helpless, Qi Tong tapped the restless lips of this man with a cotton swab, gave a warning, resigned to his fate and went back to work, continuing to moisten the lips of the patient.

Unexpectedly, He Zhen seemed to be determined to confront him. He wiped it, and the man took a sip, and went back and forth several times. Qi Tong laughed angrily. This little fairy learned to make trouble after being injured. Have a temper?

"What are you doing?" He put the glass and cotton swabs on the table, leaned on the side of the bed and looked at the man, "Thirsty?"

He Zhen was slightly taken aback. He didn't pay attention at first, but when he said that, his throat felt very dry instantly. He couldn't speak, so he had to blink his eyes.

"Hey, bear with me a little longer, the medical officer said you can't drink water yet."

Hearing the word "beautiful", He Zhen felt that the hair all over her body was smoothed by Hulu, and she couldn't speak now, and she couldn't talk to Qi Tong about what happened in Mingjiang Dungeon that day.

He was angry at Qi Tong's thought of risking his life, and he was also guilty of his behavior. Now that both parties knew it was not a good time to entangle this, he put his suspended heart back firmly.

As soon as the mind relaxes, the sleepiness begins to attack the weak body. He stared at the darkness under Qi Tong's eyes, suppressed the sleepiness and blinked, and Qi Tong immediately came over.

"Go to sleep." He Zhen moved his lips, but he didn't make a sound, but he knew that Qi Tong could understand.

Sure enough, Qi Tong stroked his forehead hair with a smile, and said warmly: "Okay, if you are tired, go to sleep, I will also go to sleep later."

Although he didn't know if he would do what he said, He Zhen couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep again in a drowsy state.

After a few days, the medical officer said that He Zhen's condition was stable, but the injury was too serious and he might have to stay in the hospital for a period of time.

The spirit of this little fairy is also getting better every day. Now he can wake up for more than five hours a day, and he can speak with his breath, but it is too taxing, and he is tired and thirsty after speaking a few words. Use your fingers to write on Qi Tong's palm to communicate.

On this day, after Qi Tong watched He Zhen fall asleep, he troubled the old medical officer who had just been idle to help him, and came to Xuanming Palace alone.

Pluto came to visit He Zhen quite a few times, but each time he brought the other two with him. The awkward state between father and son was still maintained because of the conversation that day.

In Xuanming Palace, Pluto had been busy for a whole day, so he slumped on the chair and took out his mobile phone to play Xiaoxiao.

The battle situation is tense, and his Xiaoxiaole is the kind of timer. Seeing that the countdown is about to end, the score of this level is not close, but he has been working all day, and he is dizzy. points.

At this time, a hand stretched out from behind him and swipe across the screen of his mobile phone. The small square brick in his hand made a crackling sound instantly, and then the system sound reminding him that he had successfully passed the level echoed in the room.

Qi Tong lazily walked around from behind him to the chair opposite him, and said with a smile: "I said, dad, this kind of game that tests eyesight has to be played by young people. It's not good for you to go to the square dance with my uncle." ?"

"It's actually like this." Pluto seemed to be thinking about his proposal very seriously, and said seriously: "I tried your suggestion, but as long as I stop there, there will be many ghosts who want to be your stepmother."

Qi Tong's expression twisted.

"Or your stepfather."

Qi Tong felt that his expression should have cracked.

Pluto laughed unkindly when he saw his distorted expression, but Qi Tong was not polite and just rolled his eyes back.

After such a fuss, the knot in the hearts of the father and son was completely resolved.

Qi Tong was not polite anymore, he took out a watermelon from the refrigerator, and started to slice it skillfully with a knife. While cutting, he asked nonchalantly, "Dad, can I ask you a question?"

"No, I don't know."

"..."

"I'm not going to ask you about the person in Mingjiang who released the boat for me."

Pluto frowned, "Well, then you can ask."

"..." Qi Tong thought about his words, and told his father about the painting he saw in the past life studio in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, "So my uncle knew Leyou Mountain God? What did they do in Yongning Village back then? "

Pluto leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, took a bite of melon, "Do you know that your uncle has a flute?"

"Isn't he always playing it? Meng Po also recorded a clip and played it on the Naihe Bridge in a loop. He also played the song when Impermanence seduced the soul?" Qi Tong was puzzled, "This is the same as Yongning Village and Leyou. What does the mountain god have to do with it?"

Pluto smiled inexplicably, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and all the doors in the room automatically closed back in an instant.

Qi Tong knew that this was the rhythm of a big melon, so he quickly took out a tissue to wipe the juice on his hands, sat upright on the chair and listened carefully.

"Back when the relationship between the heaven and the underworld was not so rigid, your uncle had a good personal relationship with Leyou Mountain God. They were both young at that time. Once when your uncle went to play in Leyou Mountain, he met a young man who became a spirit on the mountain. Demon."

"It's a banyan tree. In the age of a demon, it's just grown up. It's called Jinzhou."

Qi Tong: "Boy?"

"That's right. Your uncle likes Jinzhou very much. The three of them had a good relationship at the time. What's interesting is that Jinzhou is also a monster with a heart for the common people. He often meets people who can't be seen outside, and he always helps the poor and weak out of justice." .So for a while, the three of them just wandered around."

The so-called "I like it very much", Qi Tong knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and asked: "Then they went to Yongning Village?"

"Yes, it was very unfortunate that I ran into that incident."

"The half of the ghosts and villagers who didn't escape the fire were trapped by the brocade boat? People, ghosts and demons were trapped together and turned into flesh and blood lanterns?" Qi Tong recalled what the girl in the past life studio said. At that time, there was a figure kneeling in the fire. Beside, bathed in fire. "But since Jinzhou has helped, why did half of the villagers die in the fire?"

Pluto snorted, "The fire was handed down by the villagers for hundreds of thousands of years, and it was very spiritual. If Jinzhou hadn't rescued it, not only the villagers in the whole village would have been killed in that fire. , and it will definitely spread to the small town down the mountain."

Qi Tong nodded, and then sighed again, "But he probably didn't expect that he failed to save these people in the end."

"By the way, Dad, who said that the ghosts that invaded the village were released by King Ling Jiang? Did someone see it with their own eyes?"

"Half of the villagers who survived were the ones who bit him to death. Some people insisted that they saw it with their own eyes. When King Lingjiang followed the heavenly soldiers to the mountain, he asked the heaven and the underworld to interrogate the villagers."

"Why didn't the trial pass?"

Pluto shook his head, "Many heavenly soldiers in the heavenly realm were waiting to take him back to claim credit. Everyone had been arguing on the mountain for a long time, and then came the news of the death of the Snow Goddess."

He knew everything that happened afterwards, and Qi Tong didn't ask any more questions, "Then what is my uncle's flute?"

"The last spirit body burned by Jinzhou is a branch. Your uncle has always been good at playing the flute. When they wandered, they were separated and reunited by the sound of your uncle's flute."

Qi Tong lowered his eyes, that's why King Zhaocheng agreed that Po Meng and Wu used to play his flute.Jinzhou has been wiped out, but he insists on playing the flute at the edge of life and death.

I only hope that the old man will return.

Pluto originally wanted to stay with Qi Tong for a meal, but the boy's cell phone alarm clock suddenly rang.

"Next time I'll come to eat again." Qi Tong smiled shyly and said while shaking his phone.

Pluto was so disturbed by his mobile phone, "What's your alarm clock doing?"

Qi Tong said "Oh", and smiled like a silly dog, "My wife is almost awake."

Pluto rolled his eyes and waved his hand to coax the loving young man out.

As soon as Qi Tong entered the ward, He Zhen woke up. He smiled and rubbed the man's hair, leaned over on the bed, "How do you feel, little fool?"

He Zhen was not happy when he heard this title, and flattened his mouth, "I'm not as stupid as you."

There was only a sound of breath, no momentum.

But Qi Tong knew that he was complaining about the way he wanted to risk his life in the dungeon of Mingjiang.

Knowing that the two of them were wrong, Qi Tong didn't intend to accuse him of blocking the knife when he was sick and lying on the bed, which would affect the patient's mood too much.

He took He Zhen's hand and sighed, "Actually, if you hadn't blocked that blow, I would have had a sense of proportion."

He Zhen curled his lips to express his disbelief.

Qi Tong rubbed against the back of his icy hands, and closed them again, trying to pass the warmth from his hands to the other party, half-jokingly said: "At that time, I was thinking, even if I was cut, I would still yell. The sky is shaking, and then I will confess my love to you, maybe you will agree as soon as your heart softens."

As soon as he said this, He Zhen suddenly fell silent and looked at him fixedly. Qi Tong grabbed the man's hand and looked back, not hiding.He had already made up his mind to express his heart again no matter what this time.

"Come here." He Zhen said in a dragged voice.

Qi Tong hurriedly leaned over, ready to listen to what he had to say.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped forward, his lips could not touch the cold and soft touch.

Qi Tong looked at the person on the bed in shock, just now... He Zhen actually took the initiative to kiss him!Or lips!

He Zhen looked back at him innocently, and unconsciously licked his mouth.