The heroine stole the gl

Just after Haishi, there was some noise in the corridor.There are hurried footsteps, doors opening and closing, indistinct scolding, illusory silk and bamboo sounds...

The whole inn suddenly "live".

"Miss, the door of the third room on the left side of the corridor is opening and closing, but no one comes out; the light in the second room is on, and there are two dark shadows; there is no movement in the other rooms!" Song Xiang lay on the door , looking out through the crack of the door, dutifully relaying the situation outside.

Xun Yi nodded: "Okay, continue to observe."

"Also, didn't you agree just now that when outsiders are present, you can call me Miss, and when it's just the two of us, just call me by name."

She came to Song Xiang's side: "Come on, call now and listen."

Song Xiang opened his mouth, his face flushed slightly, "Xun Yi... Yi, sister Yi Yi."

Xun Yi smiled and pinched Song Xiang's face: "What, is my name hot?"

"Of course not!" Song Xiang blushed again, "It's just...just..."

This afternoon, she had been seriously thinking about what Xun Yi said, and finally came to a conclusion: Xun Yi didn't want her to repay, it was because Xun Yi was kind-hearted; although she couldn't read, she must know how to repay her kindness. to do.

So Song Xiang still plans to be a little maid to serve Xun Yi, it doesn't matter if he doesn't massage, it's always okay to serve tea and water.When Xun Yi got tired of her, she went to reincarnate without any worries.

"Okay, it's just a title, just call it what you like, don't worry about such a trivial matter." Xun Yi saw Song Xiang bowed his head and said nothing, and opened his mouth to make a relief.

This is no small matter to me!Song Xiang retorted softly in his heart, everything related to you is important to me!

"Bang bang bang!"

The violent slamming of the door interrupted the tenderness of the two.

The fat businessman was still outside the door, but at this moment he was covered in dirt and looked anxious.The female ghost in red on his body wore a winner's smile, and from time to time she took a piece of the merchant's soul and put it into her mouth to taste it carefully.

"Guest officer, I have all kinds of good products here, why don't you take a look!" The businessman raised his head with a smile, his face was covered with dried blood, it seemed that he had suffered a serious backlash, and there was no more in his eyes. brightened.

Song Xiang subconsciously wanted to squat down and shrink into a ball, but Xun Yi first pulled her into his arms to comfort her: "It's okay, they can't get in, don't be afraid."

Xun Yi's body temperature quickly spread through the fabric, warm and reassuring.

Song Xiang was too nervous to move, and froze in Xun Yi's arms.

Why would anyone be willing to treat a lonely ghost so well?

Song Xiang's nose was a little sour.

She knew that the physical self was too cold, so she rubbed the back of Xun Yi's neck imperceptibly, and then reluctantly transformed back into the incorporeal body.

Xun Yi felt that his arms were empty, and he was not surprised. He just raised his hand and made a silent movement, his eyes were still fixed on the door.

After a while, the businessman saw that no one opened the door, and he didn't care about it. He immediately scrambled to the door of the next room and continued to knock on the door to sell goods.The rhetoric was similar to what he had just said, but his voice was filled with tears and deep despair.

He persevered in knocking on every door, but the sound quickly disappeared. It is not known whether someone opened the door for him, or his life span was exhausted.

The corridor was quiet again.

The calm lasted until midnight.

When the hour arrived, the door slowly opened as if being manipulated by an invisible hand.

At the same time, at the end of this corridor, a staircase leading to the third floor appeared.

Xun Yi picked up his luggage and Song Xiang, and strode upstairs.

Upstairs there is only a square table with pens, inks, papers and inkstones and a pair of hanging calligraphy.

The hanging sign reads "If you want to take what you want, you must give it first."

There are two copies of the paper on the table, with no words on the left and words on the right.

Those with words are mostly all kinds of questions, some are looking for medicine, some are looking for opportunities, and some are trying to crack the secret.

Fortunately, there are extensive records in the master's handbook, and many Fangzi Xunyi in the question have impressions.She took a piece of paper asking for the secret recipe of the corpse poison solution, filled it out carefully, and put the paper back in its original place.

A moment later, a gust of wind came out of nowhere, and a page of blank paper on the left was blown up and landed in front of Xun Yi.

Xun Yi wrote: "Where will Taoist Shanyun be in a month's time?"

She had roughly calculated before that, based on the transportation capacity of the current era, it would take her about a month to reach the farthest border.As long as her master doesn't go abroad, this reserved time is just right.

After a while, a crooked handwriting appeared under her question: "Taluozhuang".

"Thank you."

Xun Yi turned around and went downstairs, walking towards the gate.

Along the way, many bloody ghosts rushed towards us.

Xun Yi knew it was an illusion, so she didn't panic, she just quickened her pace; while Song Xiang was sad, she was frightened by the fright, and at the same time, she had to work hard to control her evil spirit to prevent Xun Yi from being hurt.

The worst thing about being a ghost is that no matter how terrible things happen, you can't faint!

The moment he stepped out of the gate, Xun Yi let out a small sigh of relief.Finally, I don't have to tense my nerves all the time.But this inn is very interesting, and I will definitely come back to visit once I have a chance in the future.

Song Xiang's reaction was much stronger.

She hangs limply on Xun Yi's body, gasping for breath, like the rest of her life after a catastrophe.

Then she suddenly remembered that she was a ghost and didn't need to breathe, so she closed her mouth silently.

Xun Yi had a panoramic view of Song Xiang's silly actions from the corner of his eye, and he turned his head to talk with a suppressed smile: "I was quite energetic just now, why did I suddenly lose my strength?"

Song Xiang just groaned against Xun Yi and lost all strength to defend himself.

Xun Yi wanted to take out the ashes urn and let Song Xiang go in to rest, but after thinking about it, he finally pulled out his hand that was in the package.

Just like that, one person and one ghost walked slowly towards the train station.

As the sky gradually brightened, Xun Yi took out an oil-paper umbrella and propped it above his head to protect Song Xiang from the sun.

Song Xiang was attracted by all the new things on the street.It was 50 years ago that she last went out, and the traffic on the street is an eye-opener for her.

But although she was curious, she still quietly followed Xun Yi closely.

Firstly, she was afraid that she would cause trouble to Xun Yi by running around, and secondly, because of Song Xiang's low self-esteem, she was afraid that Xun Yi would dislike her appearance that she had never seen the world.

But the moment the train started to move, Song Xiang still couldn't hold back and exclaimed.

"How do these boxes move?!" She lay down in front of the window and looked out, "Where is the horse?"

Xun Yi was transferring Song Xiang's ashes from the jar to the metal canister: "In the current era, steam locomotives are still used as power."

She explained the principle to Song Xiang in a simple way.There are not many people in this carriage, and she has placed sound-proof symbols and concealment symbols near the seats in advance. Under normal circumstances, other people will not notice this side at all.

"Sister Yiyi, you're really amazing!" Song Xiang was confused by what she heard, but it didn't prevent her from feeling proud that "my young lady knows so much".

"It's okay." After the transfer of the last pinch of ashes, Xun Yi tightened the lid of the metal jar and sealed it, and stretched out his hand to show it to Song Xiang: "Here."

"Guess why I put the ashes in a metal jar?" she asked in a mysterious whisper.

Song Xiang shook his head and listened with his ears pricked up.

"Put it in a metal can. If you tremble with fear in the future, you don't have to worry about it being shaken and broken on the ground." Xun Yi tossed the small can, "It's also much smaller, so it's more convenient to carry around gone."

The jar in the air was suddenly caught by another hand.

Xun Yi's pupils tightened, and he instinctively grasped the hand, and immediately snatched the jar back.

All this happened so fast, Song Xiang was still tearful and moved, watching Xun Yi fight with a hand that appeared out of thin air.

Xun Yi was merciless, seeing that her finger was about to be broken off, the owner of the hand finally couldn't help but begged for mercy.

"Oh! I admit defeat! This game is considered to be my loss! Let me go!" A clear female voice shouted.Immediately afterwards, the voice uttered another series of incantations.

After a while, a young girl appeared in front of Xun Yi angrily.

She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a high ponytail and stubborn eyes. She was wearing a traditional Taoist robe; she was carrying a huge package behind her, which seemed to contain a lot of weapons such as mahogany swords.

Xu Xun Yi's questioning gaze was too obvious, and the girl seemed to be even more angry: "I am Yuan Ji! I am Taoist Shuimu's apprentice!"

"When I was ten years old, when my uncle chose you as the successor of the sect, I said that I would definitely surpass you and defeat you! You also accepted my challenge at that time!"

"Hmph! Now that I have finished my studies, you are running around like my uncle, but I am easy to find! Heaven pays off, I looked at your back at the station just like you, follow up and see, it is really true! Fight me!"

She acted like no one else, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became, which attracted the attention of people around her.

Xun Yi gave the second-year-old kid a smile: "Isn't it already over? You lost. You said it yourself 2 minutes ago."

Yuan Ji's face changed, "That's not it! I, I'm just curious——"

"Forget it, I'm not someone who can't afford to lose!" She stared at Xun Yi, "But this round doesn't count, let's compare with another!"

Yuan Ji looked around, and finally landed on Song Xiang.

Song Xiang trembled in fright.

"You raise a kid, don't you? Then I'll catch one and bring it back to raise! It will be fair if we compare at that time!" Yuan Ji pointed at Song Xiang and said loudly.

You thought it was fighting crickets.

Xun Yi didn't bother to pay attention to her, and just raised his hand to add a few more soundproof symbols.

When Yuan Ji met his old enemy, he was full of energy at this time, he didn't care about Xun Yi's attitude of ignoring him, left a sentence "That's it," and hurriedly left the carriage.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-1108：05：52～2021-05-1407：38：14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～