More than three realms handle

"So you already knew..." My father sighed, but he was relieved.

His mother sobbed softly, unable to speak, he patted his wife on the back lightly, and finally took her into his arms.

Over the years, the witch's words are like a thorn in the heart, like a shadow, if there is one less person suffering, then there will be one less person, so they chose to hide it.

Thinking about it now, Ling Xian has had a good time these years, I'm afraid he has endured more than them.

"I've never had any illnesses, so I'm fine now?" Ling Xian blinked and smiled, as if he really didn't care.

"Haha, yes, he is my son after all." The father also laughed.

But they all tacitly did not mention whether that prophecy will be fulfilled.

Since the sorceress is called a sorceress, it is not for nothing. At least all the words she said in these years have come true without exception.

Mother seemed to recover, wiped away her tears, got up and went upstairs and said that the room was going to be cleaned. Except for the room on the second floor, there was a bedroom in the attic that had never been used.

That was the new house they had prepared for Xiao Xian, and it could finally come in handy today.

The moon had already hung high, and the two of them were also blowing a cool breeze in the yard for most of the night.

Mother Ling called them back with some embarrassment, and allocated rooms to the three juniors.

There is no doubt that Zhu Yu lived in the only guest room.

Ling Xian wanted to drag Chen Sha directly to his bedroom, but was stopped by his mother, who mysteriously pulled them up to the attic, and when the door was closed, his expression was somewhat relieved.

This place is not like the one in Ghost Domain, it is all festive red, it looks like a wedding room at first glance.

The colors of the furniture and bedding in the attic are light, and under the warm yellow light, they look very warm.

If the Huangquan room symbolizes the enthusiasm of the newlyweds, then this room has a sense of tranquility that has been together for 30 or [-] years.

Xu was used to Chen Sha's childish behavior, Ling Xian didn't shy away too much, and changed his clothes in front of him.With so many things happening today, he was already tired and just wanted to rest early.

But at this moment behind him, Chen Sha was sitting on the soft bed, staring at his straight back, her Adam's apple rolled a few times unconsciously.

After tonight, the invisible grudge in Ling Xian's heart suddenly disappeared.

Because no matter how decisive he is, his parents will still be sad or happy about his affairs, and these predestined fetters cannot be escaped.

Ling Xian and his party went out early the next morning. Lingjia Town is not small, so we can't easily draw conclusions without seeing the whole picture.

The New Year is approaching, and while the children are away, Mother Ling decides to clean the house thoroughly.

When I was cleaning the attic, I suddenly remembered that although I hadn't used this bed sheet, it had been laid for a long time. Why don't I change it out and wash it together?

Pulling off the sheet, something fell to the floor, as if it had been under the pillow.

Ling's mother stepped forward to pick it up, it turned out to be a book of secret operas, and she immediately stuffed it back under the pillow as if she had been burned.

Chen Sha and Zhu Yu kept a distance of about an arm's length, walking one behind the other, without any communication during the whole process, completely like two strangers.

As for Ling Xian, he is not here.

"Mother-in-law, are you there?" Pushing open the rotten fence gate, Ling Xian walked into the somewhat dilapidated courtyard.

The weeds in the yard are already knee-high, and it seems that no one has taken care of them for a long time.

He called a few times but no one answered, and he walked around the yard but didn't see the person he was looking for.

While looking around, his sight suddenly froze. There was someone sitting on a stepping stone by the creek behind the yard.

Holding on to the fence, he turned over neatly, and the old fence let out a scream as if it was overwhelmed, but in the end it still didn't break.

Ling Xian approached the person lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, but when he got closer, it was indeed the person he was looking for.

The sorceress opened her eyes and glanced at the visitor: "Your life is almost at the end, there is nothing to count."

After speaking, he closed his eyes again and continued to meditate.

Ling Xian chuckled, and at some point in his hand, he had a dagger in his hand. He twirled a few times at random between his fingers and threw it out. It was nailed to the tree behind the sorceress, and a few dead leaves fell down.

He stepped forward to close the distance with the witch, leaned over to pull out the knife, and whispered in her ear, "Are you sure?"

The tone sounded very pleasant, and then he backed away.

The sorceress suddenly opened her eyes, with a sullen expression on her face: "The heavenly secret must not be revealed!"

Ling Xian didn't seem to hear it, and his fingers gently stroked the blade, and the bright red blood flowed down the blade, dripping on the half-melted snow.

He licked his bleeding finger, and said in a calm tone, "Of course the dead won't reveal anything."

"You know what's going on in the town, right?" The snow creaked under his feet, and as he got closer, the sorceress' expression turned ugly.

Ling Xian stopped moving, and stood there waiting for a reply, but the sense of oppression was infinitely magnified in the silence.

"...If you put it to death, there will be a chance."

In the end, the sorceress couldn't hold on first and was defeated.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the answer, Ling Xian approached with a blank expression, and was almost about to post it. He raised his hand and reached out to the witch...

"You! I can only reveal so much!" The witch's tone became anxious.

Ling Xian took a fallen leaf from the head of the sorceress, and threw it away casually. He smiled lightly, looking very cute: "Thank you, mother-in-law!"

Zhu Yu thanked the townspeople and prepared to go to the next one.

There are still some normal townspeople in the town, but these people hardly leave their homes, just like Ling Xian's parents.

"what happened to your hand?"

Chensha couldn't help asking the townspeople, so he had to sit on the wall and wait for Zhu Yu to come out.

Suddenly a person rolled up, he subconsciously grabbed that person, pulled it over and realized that it was Ling Xian, his eyes fell on his hand, there was a long cut on it, and some dirty things were stained on it.

As soon as Zhu Yu came out, he saw Chen Sha holding Ling Xian and sitting by the well, washing his hands for him.

The setting sun shone over, shaking his eyes so much that he couldn't keep his eyes open, Zhu Yu felt as if he was being fed dog food again invisibly.

After coming out in the morning, Ling Xian said that he had to leave for a while, but he didn't expect to come back after so long.

"Do you feel that the flow of time has become faster?" Ling Xian looked at the crooked hands that were bandaged, and suddenly laughed, but the other two were stunned when they heard this.

Chen Sha might not have noticed it because he was too boring, but Zhu Yu finally felt something was wrong, and it was dark after he left a few houses.

And they didn't eat anything except breakfast, but now they don't feel hungry.

"If I remember correctly, we came the day after New Year's Day, but the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve." Ling Xian patted the ashes and walked over.

After entering here, time is passing at almost double the speed. No matter what the reason is, there is not much time left for them.

In the next two days, the three of them speeded up and searched the whole town.

There was nothing special to discover, and they fell into a deadlock for a while.And these people behind the scenes didn't do anything else, and seemed to have disappeared.

The only change is probably that the relationship between Ling Xian and Zhu Yu is warming up rapidly, they seem to really get along very well, these days Ling Xian spends less time with Chen Sha.

Everything ushered in a turning point on New Year's Eve, or the town suddenly returned to normal.

Every household is immersed in the joy of the New Year, there are more busy figures on the street, and the townspeople seem to be normal, just like every New Year's Eve in the past, except that they still can't leave the town and the time is speeding up.

"Do you have any ideas?" Zhu Yu handed the shredded potatoes to Ling Xian, watching them being poured into the pot and stir-frying, a little dazed.

"Let's take one step at a time, at least nothing will happen today." The shredded potatoes gradually revealed a golden color, and Ling turned off the fire first, ready to put them on a plate.

Today is New Year's Eve, everyone is busy with their own affairs, even Zhu Yu has gone to help in the kitchen, except for Chen Sha.

Without him, he really can't intervene.

I just wanted to help my father-in-law kill a chicken, but I probably used too much force. The chicken was shattered, and the feathers, bones and meat were mixed together.

The father-in-law stood aside and raised his hand as if he wanted to applaud, but then he remembered that this was not acrobatics and put his hand down.

The guilty ghost king left the scene of the accident, wandering around the house doing nothing, but accidentally caught sight of a scene that made him extremely uncomfortable.

Madam and that stinky Taoist priest cooperated very well in the kitchen. Zhu Yu didn't know what to say, Ling Xian was amused by him, and gave him a slight push, and Zhu Yu also laughed, looking very intimate.

It was night in a flash, and the two elders set up a table in the yard. It had not been such a lively year for a long time.

In fact, the New Year in Huangquan is rarely so lively. The little ghosts have all gone back to their homes, and the Ghost King's Mansion usually only has the mother and him as company.But when he thought that Ling Xian and Zhu Yu cooked a table full of dishes, his interest suddenly halved.

During the banquet, Ling's mother took out the rice wine brewed by herself, which filled two big jars.

"Come on, try them all!" The mother smiled and took out the wine glasses and poured a glass for everyone.

Although it was called wine, it was sweet and sour and had a unique flavor. Everyone couldn't help drinking a few more glasses, and their faces were already red because they didn't drink well.

The two old people went back to the house to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and a group of juniors were left chatting and eating outside.

Chen Sha embraced the wine jar, stacked the empty plates on the table to both sides, took out an empty wine glass, and slapped it on the table. The other two people who were chatting stopped and looked over.

"You, do you dare to compare wine with me?" Chen Sha pointed to Zhu Yu who was across the table and asked. After speaking, he filled a glass of wine first, drank it down, then poured another glass, pushed the glass hard and slid it in front of Zhu Yu .

Zhu Yu:?

Zhu Yu took the glass inexplicably, he was a little drunk, but it was not easy to refuse the ghost king's invitation, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and then pushed the glass back under Chen Sha's gaze.

Taking back the cup, Chen Sha poured wine into it again, still muttering something in his mouth, Ling Xian got close, and after hearing what he was saying, he was a little bit dumbfounded, he said: "Whoever wins, Xiao Xian will be his. "

After speaking, he drank another glass of wine, and poured another glass for Zhu Yu.

Just bored, Ling Xian just watched the two of them pushing and changing glasses like this, but the strength of the rice wine was not inferior to that of the white wine. After a few rounds, Zhu Yuxian couldn't hold on anymore and fell down on the table.

Then Chen Sha showed a winner's smile, and said vaguely: "I won!" Then he also fell down.

Ling Xian picked up the wine jar and weighed it, it was already empty.

You can't bother your parents, you have to clean up the mess yourself.After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, he came back to look at the two drunk and unconscious people, he sighed and decided to help Zhu Yu back first.

When he came back and fished the cinnabar back, he was almost exhausted. He didn't expect these two people to be so heavy, and he would definitely not go drinking with them in the future, Ling Xian made it down in his heart.

He took off Chensha's shoes and coat, stuffed them into the quilt, and lay down by himself.

With the strength of the wine, he quickly became confused. Suddenly, something was stuck to him. It was so hot. He subconsciously wanted to pull it away, but found that he couldn't push it.

Ling Xian opened his eyes and found that Chen Sha was lying on top of him, looking at him like a big dog.

"You send him off first and not me." Chen Sha complained softly, her hot and humid breath hit her face, and there was also a faint aroma of rice wine.

Seeing him like this, Ling Xian felt a little helpless, and subconsciously put his hand on his back, wanting to pat him.

Suddenly, Chensha threw himself on his shoulder, and bit his neck, with neither light nor heavy force, as if he was dissatisfied, he stuck out his tongue and licked it again.

"You..." As soon as Ling Xian uttered a word, a heavy kiss came up, and then his clothes were gently pulled away, the movement was so gentle that it tickled his heart.

He wanted to struggle, but was sealed in this eager kiss, unable to move.

Heavy panting sounds entangled and magnified in the dense night, but the movements of Chen Sha's hands were not in a hurry, walking slowly on the creamy skin, feeling every trembling of him, sliding across the lower abdomen and then all the way down.

When the New Year's bell rang, countless fireworks bloomed outside the window, illuminating the reflections in each other's eyes.

"Happy New Year!" Chen Sha put his arms around Ling Xian's waist, and pushed hard again.

"New...Happy New Year...Happy..." Ling Xian frowned slightly, put his arms around Chen Sha's neck, raised his head and bit his lower lip, and uttered a fragmented blessing between his vague lips and teeth.

The fireworks in the night sky gradually extinguished, the house returned to darkness, and the two fell into another kiss.

The author has something to say:

Chensha is in a soul state, and the two of them probably communicate at the soul level (dog head)