Can God let you do this?

. "

"..." Gu Nian only exchanged the words every time. He stared at Nian's finger bones, frowned and recalled the person who stood in front of him with the face of a young man at the banquet in the virtual world at some time, and asked, "After that ?”

"Afterwards, you will be their god of good fortune and my lord." Seeing that Gu Nian did not intend to continue to understand, Song Jinnian was relieved as if mocking himself, retracted his folding fan, and leaned back against the corner of the mahogany table near the bed, with one hand Turning his back to support his face, he threw a folding fan with one hand.

"Every year on New Year's Eve, you and the lower realm of disasters will wash away the evil spirits and make you happy, so I will follow." Nian said.

"Huh?" Gu Nian raised his eyebrows, which was not consistent with the customs and myths he had heard from childhood, "Really? How did I remember that in the legend, you are a disaster for the world, and you are most afraid of red and firecrackers."

As soon as he said this, Song Jinnian sat up with a puffy face, as if asking for an explanation, he should be more confident to be the backstage, he said: "I was just transformed into a beast when I was young to tease the human race!"

Gu Nian had no choice but to watch him quietly while drinking tea, and said, "You should like the human race more than I do."

"Of course!" Nian Gan stared, and felt guilty again, "But I like to make trouble with people, but the human race is afraid of what I will become. Anyway, every time there is a disaster, they stand nearby and watch my jokes, and they have to pull you Say I'm fooling around—even though he still protects me because of you."

"Oh, what Mr. Nian said sounds like he wants to rehabilitate himself?"

"No, I don't care what the world says about me, so what if they hate me? You can't beat me? But you are different—" Nian's ferocious words didn't last, and he killed himself when he saw Gu Nian, he said, "I'm not afraid of red, and I'm not afraid of firecrackers and firecrackers that the world fiddles with. Don't you believe me with your eyes, A Nian?"

Not only people cannot be judged by their appearance, but so is the big monster. When Gu Nian became interested, he only looked at him, but did not speak. Suddenly, he wondered why the God of Fortune had to stay by his side for a year-children are not easy to tease, let alone Song Jinnian?

"Don't be silent, I want you to talk." Nian Yi opened his fan and fluttered around Gu Nian, and then cast an illusion in anger. In an instant, Gu Nian heard continuous firecrackers, making people's ears ring.

The noise made Gu Nian ask Song Jinnian for forgiveness for the first time, and covered his firm and excited eyes with his hand, and said, "Stop, I believe it, shut up, and continue."

Years in the world passed away with all ethnic groups, and when the plum blossoms in the long vines bloomed again, the petals were pinched off by the rabbit god and thrown one by one on Xiaonian's head. I realized that today is another New Year's Eve.

Xiao Nian is no longer Xiao Nian, he has become a young man.

The horns on the forehead and the animal ears in the hair are no longer easily visible, but his temperament is still as meek as before. He looks very coaxable, sitting in front of the window and putting on a white coat, concentrating on painting.

The plum blossoms are extremely fragrant, and the Rabbit God, who destroyed the flowers with his own hands, picked them himself. I don't know where they picked them from a place in the world.

The petals fell all around the pen and ink, Song Jinnian raised his head and propped his face and sighed: "I said, god of rabbits, what do you mean by venting your anger on this plum blossom? It blooms well, but you are fine, pull it all out."

The rabbit loosened the flower branch, turned over, jumped and sat firmly by the window, shouting: "I am happy!"

"Wait! Don't ruin my painting!" Song Jinnian shook his head, carefully picked up the hem of Rabbit God's clothes, and moved the pen, ink and painting in front of the window to a safe place.

"Oh?" The Rabbit God looked at him like this, the haze was swept away and he became happy, he lowered his head and stretched his neck to see that the painting was the God of Fortune, "You give this to the God of Fortune?"

"Yes, how? My lord doesn't lack anything, and said that if I am happy, I will draw a picture for him."

"It's pretty decent—" Tu'er nodded sincerely.

"That's good!" The young man was overjoyed, he stretched out his hand to check whether the brush and ink were dry, and asked casually, "Why are you angry?"

Rabbit God spoke naturally when asked, he patted his chest vigorously, he was thin, and patted loudly, Song Jinnian was not ashamed to hear his boast: "I am a rare god, am I not?"

"Yes." Nian closed his eyes and echoed the god intimately.

Rabbit God shook his head and yelled: "Today I met a cold person, who looks like a long vine, tsk, it's so cold."

Seeing his gritted teeth and anger, Nian Yi couldn't help laughing, and then asked: "Hey, it's so rare that it can make you angry. Where is the immortal king who ascended?"

"Human! Human race! It's a storyteller in the teahouse in front of the Town God's Temple!" The rabbit god Xu thought of the resentment, and was so angry that he bit the handkerchief he carried with him, "I heard that he is a young master who has fallen from the family. Then I went up to talk to him, the young master cast a glance at me, and walked away coldly."

Song Jinnian immediately took it to heart, laughed and teased Tuershen, and said, "Oh, how can someone turn a blind eye to you? It's really disrespectful, take me down another day, I'll get to know you!"

"Hiss—" Hearing this, Rabbit God threw away the handkerchief and muttered angrily, "You didn't learn from disasters, how can you learn from bad water?"

"Forget it, the human race doesn't live long, so what do you care about with him?" Seeing that the rabbit god was really troubled, Song Jinnian smiled and squinted his eyes and had to seriously enlighten him.

This Rabbit God used to like to tease him, but after a few years, he is still very pretty, just like the puppet made of shadow puppets that I saw when I and the God of Fortune went wandering around the world in the past.

The Rabbit God played around the pompom on his earlobe, reminding Nian of the three gods in charge of marriage together with the Rabbit God in the Moon God Palace. Among them, the Rabbit God was in charge of the relationship between men, so he said: "The Rabbit God , can your red line lead the Protoss?"

"Humph! That's natural!"

"Then..." Nian looked down at the portrait in his hand, but couldn't say anything.

Seeing that he did not speak after the question, Rabbit God held a branch of plum blossom in his hand, and stretched out his arm to tap Nian's shoulder: "Why do children lose their minds when they talk? And then? How?"

Nian said solemnly: "I'm not a child anymore! I'm a Nian beast!"

"Okay, the peerless and steady Nian Beast!" Tu'er is as good as he is, and speaks against his will very naturally, then gritted his teeth and grimaced, shouting: "Tell me quickly!"

Song Jinnian smiled slyly, his eyes were pure natural and pollution-free, he said this in a tone like commenting on the deliciousness of candied fruit, and said: "It's very simple, I want to see where the red line of Lord Fushen is led by you. "

Tu'ershen breathed with his eyebrows raised and lowered, and after thinking for a while, he finalized the answer, confirmed that it was correct, and said to him: "I didn't hold him."

"Really? I want you to swear!"

"Really!" Rabbit God spread his hands, and continued, "The disaster is said, if I mess with Fu to get married, he will not let me go to the underworld. How dare I, the stinky child is vicious."

After a meal, he casually expressed his understanding: "Oh."

Rabbit God placed both hands on the wall under the window, pushed it to the ground, and said, "What? Did you show Master Fu any fairy or fairy?"

"How is it possible!" Nian's expression changed, "At least it's comparable to my joy for adults!"

Rabbit God shook his head, imitated the storyteller in the teahouse, and walked back and forth in a play: "That's not the same, the marriage of the young master is about happiness, not joy, understand?"

"I don't understand." Nian answered the words quickly, without letting Tu'er Shen drop the last word to the ground.

Such an abnormality must have evildoers, the Rabbit God is convinced of this, he quickly ran up to Song Jinnian, pointed at him and said, "Which fairy do you like? Throw your family photo head to yourself Looking for the red thread?"

Song Jinnian's brows turned with joy when he heard some words and phrases from the Rabbit Myth.

He pouted and put the meticulously drawn brush and ink painting of Mr. Fukujin into his arms slightly, stretched out his index finger and raised it in front of the Rabbit God, and said, "This is not something that you, a rabbit, should be entangled in~ Take your time." Pulling plum blossoms, I have to go to find my family's lucky god first~"

After finishing speaking, he waved at the rabbit, and ran away without a trace.

The God Clan takes the Chen Clan as the head of the gods. Today's New Year's Eve is not only the day when the two gods, Fu and Sha, descend to the realm, but also the day when all the God Clan perform their duties and receive enshrinements. As usual, a banquet is held in Qingchi.

The two gods, Fu and Sha, had already gone first, and few immortals took the three immortals of the Moon God Palace as an example, and some of them still had important tasks to go later.

The scattered celestial beings were chatting happily when a gust of wind blew and smelled candied fruit, a figure in snow robes and red clothes flashed by their side, and everyone glanced at Song Jinnian from Fushen's family running on the Qiongyu Bridge.

"Isn't that the Year Beast of the God of Fortune?"

"It's a monster after all, it's reckless, and the god of fortune still keeps him in the long vine, I don't know it's a disaster."

"He has divine consciousness, and he belongs to the divine book. Logically speaking, they are all colleagues. Be careful that your words will be heard by the two Fusha—"

...

The gods of good fortune and misfortune have already taken their seats, and the two gods occupy the most suitable place to watch the neon dress dance at the Qingchi Banquet.

Calamity sat on the left side of the God of Fortune, leaning on the pillar carved with dragons and depicting clouds. Seeing that the main seat was empty, Da Wuwei rolled his eyes, threw a peanut up to pick it up, and said: "Every year, I do these fancy cloud and fog kung fu, Chen Shi is really an embroidered pillow."

"You're getting more and more bored before Mrs. Chen comes." Fushen drank tea with a gentle expression, and it was time for him to drink several cups of tea, and the fairy head who was supposed to arrive early had not yet appeared.

Calamity curled his lips, and another sweet date went up to the sky: "Cut, just relying on the position of the head of the fairy, do you really think that the gods are all under the jurisdiction of their mob?"

In order to pick up this sweet jujube, Misfortune followed and raised his head back, "Bang!" Hitting the pillar, he rubbed his head in pain, turned his head to stare at the pillar, and said, "Look, brother! This pillar has just been clearly separated." I'm not that close! It must be Chen who cast a spell to bully me!"

"Then I will bully you and go back sometime~" Song Jinnian came from behind the pillar in a light suit, with a painting scroll in his hand.He made a face at the disaster, and the disaster did the same.

The God of Fortune had nothing to do with the naive two people, he just said: "Sit down, what are you holding?"

"Ah? I, I, this is the painting scroll. I..." Song Jinnian was called on, and stood straight in front of the God of Fortune, hesitating and fumbling, "I painted...Fu, Lord Fushen, would you—would you like me to be by your side forever? The Rabbit God said that my heart is happy, so I, I should be happy with you!"

"Brother! This kid's words are rude!" Sitting on the side, the misfortune almost overturned the locust tree, got up and threw a bun up to catch it again: "Brother, don't trust him, he doesn't understand the meaning of pleasing! Let me see , this, the painting is not very similar to my brother...how about mine?"

"I don't have it! Of course I only want to please you! Black face, you are talking nonsense!" The young man blushed, ran into the arms of the God of Fortune, and made a face at the black face brother: "This is not for you. ! Your me was painted in just a few strokes, under your pillow!"

"I think the painting looks quite similar, but why are the ends of my eyebrows soft?" The god of fortune opened his fan and covered his smile, Gu Hu: "Don't be a disaster, don't always make trouble with your children, eat your snacks, grow up , I am naturally happy, how about some tea?"

"Well...I..."

Before the end of the New Year's speech, the vacant seat above came.

☆, Bu Rabbit visit

The author has something to say: I have something to say, I am a little scared to write this chapter (TAT)

The past can still be traced, and it depends on what the person who said this is thinking. Song Jinnian suddenly smiled, and hid the folding fan with a wave of his sleeve, and leaned on the bed, saying: "It's late at night."

"Song Jinnian, get up." Gu Nian said badly, since this demon is like this, it seems that he wants to avoid talking about it.The bright candles in the room suddenly only remained a few near the bedside, and the rest were extinguished at a distance, and a few wisps of green smoke curled up and dissipated in the middle of the moon.

This person couldn't wake up even if he slapped his face. He was clearly not asleep, but he just didn't want to talk about it.

Gu Nian turned over and held the sword, and the remaining calmness told him that the monster was still useful, so he didn't take the blade out of the sheath, but pressed Xianyi's scabbard firmly against the pulse of Song Jinnian's neck, and pursued: "Then Woolen cloth."

"It's not the time yet, Anian, why do you keep asking questions? You weren't like this in the past—" Nian got up in confusion, trying to smooth his hair, and spoke a little softly, completely out of softness towards Gu Nian The habit of eating hard is well known.

Alright, this time I changed "hold" to "hold".

Gu Nian watched as he stretched out half of his body from the bed, picked up a pair of fine tongs, pinched the bottom of the candlestick and cut it off. The nearby incense candle was carried on the couch with his hand, and it smelled light.

"Nonsense, because I'm just his reincarnation, get out." He was dragged into the mouth by the monster again, strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe, looked up at the fellow, and said, "You must be a little—"

"You're tired, it's time to go to bed." Nian yawned, not afraid, just rubbed his sweetheart's head beside him, squeezed his earlobe with his index finger and smiled, "A Nian, your ears are so hot, but Scorching fire?"

"...Shut up."

Gu Nian is stubborn and naturally refuses to let it go, he still doesn't know what kind of catastrophe he will suffer in the future, and even if the two gods have a good end, he still doesn't know why he lives, but he can't overcome this difficulty.

He planned to find out the truth tonight, but the road is bumpy and no one is willing to show his cards, how strange!

"What are you hiding from me?"

It turned out that the big demon covered his eyebrows and cast a trick on him while he was not prepared, the sleepiness was like a reptile, climbing up from head to tail.

"You should have settled down by my side long ago, Anian." Song Jinnian looked at his forced half-closed eyes, the expression in them was mostly puzzled, so he said something beneficial to him in a soothing tone, "I didn't The fatigue is not your fault, it's just that I lit too much sleeping incense."

With a flick of Nian's fingertips, he revealed his appearance under the nearly extinguished incense candle.

Just from the appearance, it is obvious that he knows everything about the things that Gu Nianchu deliberately designed. Gu Nian fell into a deep sleep, and before losing consciousness, he could only keep his half-awake body and complained: "That's right, what do you have to be afraid of? No."

I miscalculated.

Wake up the next day and do the calculation again, it is already the fifth day of the seven-day coffin making process.There was no sound in the Shen residence, which is weird, usually the servants of the Shen family were busy running around, so they wouldn't be panicked and quiet because of the death of the Patriarch, it was as if a living thing had been lost here.

When Gu Nian woke up, he was still silent at first, he pushed away the quilt and still felt a little faint, and he still stumbled and couldn't stand upright when he got out of bed.Did not sleep well last night.

In the dream, he was standing on the eaves and saw Wusharen again. The figure under the bamboo hat was still very familiar.

After a while, in a place like Qiongjiang Yunlu Terrace, what the catastrophe pointed at Song Jinnian in the dream echoed in his ears-"You are a big treason!"

"I want you to take him away!" Misfortune turned his back to him and fell with the other two. He couldn't see the faces clearly, but he could only see that Misfortune was glaring at the person hugging a figure in red. Alright, Calamity closed his eyes and told the man, "If elder brother is wrong in your hands, I will never let you go even if I fall into the underworld!"

"How big is the bond between these two..." Gu Nian didn't know, but finally woke up in a cold sweat.

The dream was chaotic, mixed with a few words of good luck and earnestness, Gu Nian was confused.It's just that Fushen is more like talking to himself, so it's fine if he can't hear clearly.

In the end, I dreamed that Song Jinnian turned over from the long vine, chased him with Xian Yi and shouted behind him: "I have admired you for many years, but now that you don't want to, wouldn't it be better to ruin it here?"

oh?Are you talking about me?

Song Jinnian was not around, and the place where he slept was also cold.

The door wasn't opened but it was still cold, and when I looked down, I saw that I was only wearing a thin layer of underwear.Gu Nian leaned on the bed and said nothing, who knew what Song Jinnian did last night, relying on the ashes of the long sleeping incense on the table, he thought that this monster was bluffing him.

"..." He is not a person who is willing to sit and wait for death, at least Song Jinnian is his most credible and least credible right now.

Simply laying down on the bed, letting the wind blow in a single piece of clothing, the effect of the long sleeping incense is a bit difficult to control, the dizziness forced Gu Nian to put the back of his hand on his forehead unconsciously, seeking the coolness to soothe his panic.

He didn't have time to deal with the noise of Xianyi, but because he didn't understand the causal relationship, the light today was so strong for some reason that Gu Nian couldn't help blinking—"!"

In front of him was the mahogany beam structure of the Shen residence, but in the blink of an eye, he clearly saw a shadow, a bloody shadow!

"Who!"

It is by no means an illusion!

He even met the eyes of the flesh and blood at that moment - it was a frightening face with all five sense organs gathered.

The nose seems to have been cut off in half, and it looks like a rounded edge, with a few white hairs on the face. Although the eyeballs and pupils have not been gouged out, they are all peeled off, the color is reddish, and the lines inside Seeing that it has something to do with the Gu worms, this thing stared at him blankly just now.

Gu Nian's Adam's apple twitched, and he reached out to touch his cheek. There was still a bit of dampness dripping from the bloody thing hiding the evil spirit somewhere on his face. The temperature was not as high as it looked on the face, but rather Bitingly cool.

Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately waved to hold Xianyi in his hand, and quickly got up to look around, but the room was furnished the same as usual in Shen's residence, suddenly there was movement outside——

The door of the room has been locked by Nian since he entered the bed last night, the door valve was tightly inserted, and the paper pasted things did not block the light at all, it was because of this that Gu Nian noticed that the sky was bright outside.

Baide is outrageous, there is no shadow of anyone or the shadow of the ancient vat on the eaves, and there is only a void under the crack of the face and the door.

"Illusion?" Gu Nian had an idea.

The papered door paper suddenly rustled, and the vibration started from the courtyard outside.The source of the vibration seemed to be the sound of a cloth-wrapped drumstick hitting the skin of the drum heavily. Gu Nian stood in the center of the room, concentrating on predicting the direction of the vibration.

After he listened carefully, he could tell there was more than one drum. Hearing the sound of the drum, he thought it was a big drum. The drum was from far to near. Gu Nian became suspicious: "What is moving?"

The big drum was hard to move, unless someone lifted it, he didn't hear the footsteps, and recalled the record in the demon book: "No footsteps, the dead."

"Dang!" An accented chime pressed his left ear, but there was no one on his left side.

The things outside the door have changed, the sky seems to be completely burned by the fire, and there is a smell of burnt meat spreading from the outside. Hughes howling before the dying.

Starting from the right side of the house, rows of shadows hit the paper, which was something Gu Nian had seen from outside.

The body of the shadow is like the body of the paper figurine of the Demon Race that day, and it is still considered human race. However, the heads of this row of shadows are hairy and small, and the narrow neck and shoulders are forced to be fitted with a protruding head. Facing Chang Er, Gu Nian sneered, he knew the identity of the visitor.

The shadows of the rabbit tribe lined up one after another, as if they were replicas, holding flat objects shaped like circular arcs in their hands, Gu Nian frowned and walked forward with a cup of tea In front of the door paper, the shadows are still walking in rows.

"Tch!" The cold tea was splashed on the paper paste of the door, and there was a scream of iron tongs beating human flesh. Gu Nian pierced a small hole, squatted down to look - it was countless eyes, passing by one row after another.

If an ordinary person sees how insane this situation is, Gu Nian will be afraid. He is just a human being, at least he has been a human being for more than ten years, but he has no way out. If he doesn't know what it is, it is even more impossible for him to leave here.

"I can't stay by his side, it's not right." He said silently three times in his heart, and gradually knew a thing or two about the situation outside.The shadow should be the corpse of the rabbit family, after all, each head is bloody, Gu Nian can't go against his conscience and say it's a human.

Just like what he met in the blink of an eye, it was the skinned rabbit monsters, and the corpses were fixed into parts. The planner of this scene controlled these flesh and blood to pass in front of him one by one.

"Gulu Gulu..." The mahogany door gradually oozes blood, and the black blood trickles in from the outside, even sealing the gap between the corner of the door and the ground.Gu Nian stepped back, watching the blood spread on the paper door with a dark expression and indifference, permeating all the furnishings in the house.

Three wooden fish knocks, all sounds stopped suddenly, the door valve opened automatically, the rows of corpses outside disappeared, a figure stood alone in the center, the umbrella it held was slowly turning, and there was a burst of ghostly bells.

Gu Nian sarcastically said, "You still have leisure time, let me sleep in a house made of paper."

The paper door was burned and eroded, and the purple-robed figure outside the door slowly knelt down and bowed to him, and the old voice said: "How dare the old woman disturb you, don't come here without any harm, Lord Fushen."

It was Butu who pulled him into the illusion. She stood in the white snow, just like that day and night under the archway.

It's been a long time since I've seen you, but the old rabbit demon woman is indeed older. Her wide robe covers not only her body, but also her short tail that sways naturally from side to side.She shook the umbrella, and more snow fell from the umbrella.

Gu Nian had no time to think about whether the illusion outside was snowing or a knife, but what he saw was Butu's movements and demeanor, as if he was afraid that the heavy snow would increase the burden on the umbrella, and it was still the living creature umbrella mixed with demonic energy, etc. The snow melted, and Gu Nian could clearly see the veins flowing under the skin.

"What are you doing."

"A deal."

☆, dead marriage (23)

Today is also a torrential rain, and the rain falls along the uneven rubble of the woodshed of Shen's house. The woodshed is made of adobe, and the paste and mud seep into the walls, like a monster with teeth and claws.

Ye Liuxing was sitting in the corner right now, it was better to leave her back to the wall than to the lackeys of the Shen family.She was blindfolded and couldn't tell whether it was Mao or You time outside the house. Fortunately, she could still talk, but the only ones waiting were vile and despicable villains like Shen Yi and Shen Er.

"Knock, knock, knock." The wooden door of the firewood room was knocked three times in succession.

Liu Xing's heart tightened, maybe it was a servant coming here again, the place where her wrists were tightly bound turned black and purple, and the wound on her neck where the mistress had strangled her has not dissipated.

Before being trapped, there were always servants who used Shen Miaochang's name to humiliate her. At night, a group of servants got drunk and beat her with wine sticks with Shen Miaochang's acquiescence, except for the maid who had ulterior motives who gave her After ordering food, the people next to me never saw each other again.

She tried her best to keep her back close to the wall, hearing the footsteps of the approaching person, she felt something was wrong - the sloppy footsteps of the Shen family were hasty, and she heard the ridicule of several of them before opening the door, and the people who entered the door couldn't hear it walk.

"You, who are you?" she asked.

"Heh." The visitor laughed, but Liu Xing felt chills when he heard it, the voice didn't have any emphasis, it seemed to be an insignificant sound.

A pair of furry palms covered her eyes, she couldn't see anything through the black cloth, that hand untied the object in front of her eyes, the sudden light made Liu Xing back again and again in shock.

She avoided the faint light in the broken wall, turned her head and saw the face of a deer with horns, and was about to exclaim, when she saw the owner of the deer standing by the door, she widened her eyes and exclaimed: "It's you! "

It rained endlessly, and when the sun was high, God still didn't give me face. In the dark day, I still needed to light some candle lamps.

"Bah! What a hanged ghost!" Shen Er spat yellow phlegm on the ground, holding a bowl of white rice, pickled pickles and pestle in the middle of the yard. Water splashed across his face from the attic.

"Dog thing! What kind of scum is raised by something!" He wiped away the dark rainwater covering his face, half-closed his eyes and pointed at the place above the pavilion, yelling, and swallowed down the rain without knowing how much rain.

"What's wrong? It's me!" The man also scolded.

Hehe, the other party is not a very good or bad person, Shen Er didn't see clearly, presumably the water-splashing dog was also pointing at him and scolding his mother!Immediately, he threw a bowl of coarse rice, pickled vegetables on the ground, the jar was broken and the bottle was gone. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Stay there! Don't run away!"

He was cursing and was about to run into this building. Before he could step over the threshold, he heard the upstairs scolding again: "Shen Er, you son of a bitch! Wipe your cracks and see clearly! I'm Shen Yi!"

"Ah?" Shen Er realized it, and slapped his head, it's broken, how did he forget this bullying voice world?He hurriedly untied his sleeves, stepped back a few steps and retreated into the distance, and said eagerly, "Good brother! Did I miss you? It's my fault, it's my fault!"

After saying that, he slapped himself on the face with an apologetic smile, feeling contemptuous in his heart, once the Patriarch died, Shen Yi would grow up in the servants of the Shen family, just in case the mangy went to the mistress to say something that day——

The rain was too heavy, Shen Er raised his head and squinted his eyes, and now he could see more clearly that the grass on the wall with the pot was Shen Yi, and when he saw this, he stepped on the rice bowl he had just dropped, and said, "Brother, please forgive us!" Once, am I delivering food to that witch from the Sangmen?"

"You fell, and no one interfered with you. I poured water for the young master, and I didn't know that you just caught up, so let me spare you this time!" Shen Yi put the basin together, sneered and waved his hands and said, " Hurry up and pick up the food from the ground and send it to the firewood room, the Taoist priest said, before the time comes, I have to hang the little widow."

"Hey! Thank you, let's go first? Brother, please drink some later!" Shen Er spit in his heart again, wishing to drown the damned Shen Yi with this, with a happy face He lowered his head and picked the dirty rice into the bowl, and left.

There was not much distance from the firewood house, the place was far away, and it was in the narrow corner of the back door of the Shen residence.The rain is also getting heavier, Shen Er murmured: "Open your eyes, let the thunder scare us to death, then Shen Yi is also good—"

"Boom!" A thunderstorm seemed to respond to the sound, and Shen Er trembled in fright. Looking back, he saw a bolt of lightning strike a dead banyan tree in the corner, and quickly ran into the yard of the woodshed by stepping on the muddy road.

After finally finding a place under the eaves, the food bowl was already turbid and sour, and Shen Er gave him a disgusted look at the mixed things.

In other words, I don’t know if the firewood house has been in disrepair for a long time or something. The broken windows and walls are still leaking water and light. Through the crack of the door, Shen Er saw that the inside was extremely dark, and felt strange in his heart. He quickly shook his head to comfort himself: "I Why are you scaring yourself?"

He said this, but he was still afraid in his heart. Earlier, taking advantage of the strength of wine, he followed Shen and a few people, came to the firewood house to beat Ye Liuxing a few times, it was strange that the heavy rain came today, and there was no light in the broken firewood house. Is there any sound.

"Don't you die?"

He fumbled in his pocket for a long time and took out the key, unlocked the iron chain and kicked open the door, only to see the woman sitting in the center with her hands tied and blindfolded in a red dress.

"Mommy!"

Shen Er was so frightened that she looked for her mother. This witch was pale, she covered her eyes and didn't speak, she didn't even have the scars from the recent beating, she still had a smile on her mouth, it was really weird.

The woman seemed to be waiting for him for a long time, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said: "The meal that Second Brother Shen sent is for me?"

"...You, how do you know it's me!" Shen Er swallowed, his other leg was stuck on the threshold and he couldn't get over it. His shoes were stained with water, and he felt more and more that the person in front of him was not Ye Liuxing.

"What a forgetfulness~" the woman sneered, raised her hand to remove the black cloth from her eyes, raised her eyes and said, "Liu Xing never dared to forget how Second Brother Shen followed others to beat and scold me."

Shen Zhan went to look at her tremblingly, and saw that her nails were protruding, her eyes had no pupils, and for no reason, blood was oozing from the bottom of her eye sockets, gushing out one after another. , that was not my intention, young lady, I—”

"Bang!" The firewood door was closed from the inside by something invisible!

This is great, there is no way out, Shen Er dare not look at Ye Liuxing, he only covers his eyes with his hands and whispers to himself: "It must be a strong wind, it must be a strong wind..."

He chanted like this for a long time, listening to the wind whistling and the branches falling, but now he felt that he would rather stand outside the young master's building and listen to the thunder than stay here. All I could hear was my teeth chattering from the cold.

He quietly opened his fingers, but there was no red-clothed figure in the haystack. Just as he was wondering, there was some heat on the top of his forehead, and a beautifully crafted hairpin slipped from the back of his head to the bottom of his head. It stopped on his forehead, Shen Er didn't dare to breathe, only heard a sound——

"It's not Feng Da, it's me who wants your life."

"what!!!!!"

Unable to restrain his fear any longer, Shen Er roared, he didn't notice the sound of footsteps coming from far and near outside, and then the woman behind him hurriedly flashed back to the center of the firewood room.

In an instant, the blood and tears were nowhere to be found. The red clothes turned into blood and flowed to the ground. She was wearing the old clothes on her body, and the black cloth that fell on the ground floated up and covered her eyes. Kneeling down and looking at the dirty rice on the ground, weeping.

Shen Er stopped shouting, he was even more afraid - this woman is really a witch!

"Miss Ye!" The door was easily pushed open by the outside this time, and Shen Er didn't see who was coming, so how could he care about Nan?He ran out with his eyes closed, and stepped out of the woodshed as if fleeing.

Unable to run away, a sword struck from behind him, and it lay across the pulse of Shen Er's neck, as if he had been hit by a fixed charm. Suspended in the air, Shen Er groaned in his heart, now he knows who is coming——

The little fairy master surnamed Gu in Song Xianshi's hands is not like this sword!

It was indeed Gu Nian who broke in. The rain dripped down the bamboo hat on his head, and the water seeped into the dead wood of the firewood house. "What an offence." He urged Xianyi to loosen the hemp rope that bound the woman a few times, and untied the black cloth tightly tied behind her hair.

"Young Master Gu!" Ye Liuxing was rescued, and looked at the person in front of her helplessly, "You, where are you taking me?"

"I don't want to talk about it for the time being. There is no definite date on this matter." Gu Nian helped her to stand still. From the state of mind, she was able to control the memory, and cast a spell on Liu Xing. Liu Xing's face became another person, a person who had never been seen before. Faces seen.

He watched Liu Xing touch his face in a panic, and suddenly felt pity in his heart, and said gently: "I'll take you out of here, to a place, but you have to wait, after I finish my work and find you, after Zuinian Street, Aran will fly away with you, don't come back!"

Liu Xing was stunned when she heard this, she grabbed Gu Nian's shoulders and said, "Master Gu! Are you, aren't you afraid that Immortal Master Song will be displeased? If..."

"He won't do anything to me." Gu Nian took a few steps back, his eyes darkened, and said, "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements. Besides, I know what he is planning. You and Aran are nothing more than ordinary people. piece"

Ye Liuxing stared at him blankly, then wiped away the tears on her face, and said: "...Since you have made up your mind, then my son, I will entrust the lives of Aran and me to you."

"Ah."

Gu Nian was indifferent, cast a spell to prop up a begonia umbrella, handed it to Liu Xing to cover the rain, and went out alone to Shen Er. He looked down at Shen Er and said, "You are useful, I will not kill you."

Shen Er was overjoyed, but he was still unable to move, and seeing Master Gu put away the sword and recited the curse, the utter anger in the eyes of the immortal master forced Shen Er to have a strange feeling. Sure enough, a thunder resounded behind him, and in a blink of an eye he was taken by the man. Transformed into a female form, able to move, but always felt bad, stammering: "Master Immortal, I—"

As soon as he uttered it, Shen Er heard his own voice, and it sounded familiar when he listened carefully, it was the voice of that demon girl in a trance!Gu Xianshi turned him into the appearance of that witch!

Gu Nian said: "You are thinking about how Ye Shi died, it should be better to experience it yourself." After saying that, she took Ye Liuxing, who had changed into another look, and prepared to leave.

Coincidentally, the opponent Shen Yi came from the back door, Shen Er gestured in fright, pointed at the two of Gu Nian and shouted: "Those two are monsters!"

But Shen Yi ran towards him and slapped Shen Er on the face. Shen Er was so slapped that his eyes were staring at him, only to hear Shen Yi scolding him: "You little hoof of the Ye family! Mistress wants me to bury you today!" , you are good, and you are still catching up with the sinful immortal master! It's against you!"

Shen Er fell on the muddy ground, before he fainted, he vaguely heard Ye Liu Xing laughing, and saw the woman in a red dress who was following Gu Nian with an umbrella on her head.

☆、Transaction with Butu

— earlier hours

Bu Tu actually told him to do business comparison.

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