I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Back at the inn, Hu Yibai felt that the next step was to find this little rock.

He may have been to Xicheng three years ago, and he was still from Wangjiazhai, so it is very likely that he is a plague ghost.

But one thing is very strange, since he came back, why didn't he look for Little Pomegranate?

Why can't he see Little Pomegranate...

At night, the mountain wind is strong, sitting in front of the window blowing and chatting, the whole person feels refreshed.

According to the usual practice, after the chat, Feng Ling got up and was about to go out, Hu Yibai also stood up and stretched his waist, suddenly his eyes passed over Feng Ling's shoulders, his eyes froze, as if he saw something outside the window, and whispered: "Don't move. "

Feng Ling paused, and saw Hu Yibai slowly approaching, using his body as a barrier, slowly approaching the window.

Because people outside the window could not be found out, Hu Yibai could only lean on Feng Ling's shoulder with his waist down, peeking outside quietly through the gap between his neck and hair.

The light blue shadow stood under the old tree in front of the inn, looking eerily at the window.Even though they were separated so far, Hu Yibai could still feel the ghostly and devilish aura surrounding the other party.

It seems that Feng Ling guessed right before, this person is indeed half ghost and half devil.

Thinking of this, he slightly curved his lips: 【Guess who I saw? 】

The hot breath fluttered on the neck, and the wormwood agarwood on the opponent's body swept over again, as if intertwined with the night wind blowing in.

Feng Ling's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and she couldn't bear the smell and held her breath: [Little stone? 】

Hu Yibai's eyes froze for a moment, and he suddenly lost interest: 【You are too smart. 】

Too smart students are no fun at all.

Before you say the first half of the sentence, he can guess the second half of the sentence without any suspense.

Hu Yibai leaned on Feng Ling's shoulder, staring at the plague ghost under the tree, he didn't notice Feng Ling's body that was beginning to stiffen, and only felt a wave of heat radiating towards the surroundings.

Burning dry mouth.

Hu Yibai: [But it's strange, the clothes he wears don't look like coolies, brocade clothes, silk boots, and gauze caps, isn't it only officials who can wear gauze caps? 】

According to the girls in Chunfeng Building, Xiao Shitou was still working as a coolie before he left, and his family was poor, so he had no financial resources to support him in the barracks.

What happened after he left Wangjiazhai?

Feng Ling: 【What color is the clothes, and what decorations do they have? 】

Hu Yibai looked at it: [Dark gray, no ornamentation, but the hat straps on both sides are quite long, and there is a circle around the neckline...]

Before he could see clearly, the plague ghost under the tree seemed to realize that he had been discovered, and suddenly disappeared in a wisp of black mist.

Feng Ling was still asking: 【What? 】

As he spoke, he unconsciously turned his head to this side, and his chin lightly brushed against Hu Yibai's forehead, and the delicate touch was instantly magnified infinitely in the quiet environment.

Originally, he was just peeping in the dark, but suddenly he felt a bit of a charming feeling.

Professor Hu, who had always been ascetic, was suddenly lost in thought, and his pair of light-brown peach-blossom eyes were full of desire.

He moved a little closer to Fengling, and said nonsense: 【It's too far away to see clearly. 】

Feng Ling didn't doubt that he was there, but he felt that their bodies were going to stick together. The distance from the table to the window was already narrow, and it was difficult for him to move casually in this critical period.

It's just the chests that are tightly pressed together, and there is a muffled sound, as if a frightened reindeer is about to knock out of the chest.

Feng Ling didn't know how long it would take to endure, so she asked again: [What other characteristics are there?He has been standing there, has he moved around?What are you holding? 】

Hu Yibai: 【Uh, didn't move around, kept under the tree, holding...】

It's over, I can't write any more.

His mind was dizzy, and he could only feel the strong smell of purple cloud grass coming from Feng Ling's body, which became more and more fragrant after being roasted by the heat wave.

There is a feeling of walking into a pastry room where cakes are being baked, and the aroma is about to drown you.

Before he could continue talking, Feng Ling suddenly said in his ear: "You still have the whisk in your hand."

Hu Yibai was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that there was indeed something in the arm of the plague ghost just now, so it was Fuchen?

Can't help but raised his head in astonishment: "How do you know?"

Feng Ling looked at him coldly: "He is behind you."

"..."

Hu Yibai turned around, and saw that the eerie plague ghost standing under the tree appeared in the house at some point, he hadn't seen it clearly under the night, but now standing in the brightly lit room, he could clearly see the image of the whole person More than a few times.

As the ghostly aura around him continued to rush into the room, the lights on the table flickered on and off several times, and in front of the flickering white wall stood a sullen young man.

"Give me the handkerchief."

Hu Yibai finally understood why he stood outside the window staring at them, it was because he picked up the handkerchief of Little Pomegranate.

He feigned fear, and quickly took out the handkerchief from the storage bag, "Don't come here, I'll give it to you right away."

But how could the plague ghost listen to him.

As a result, a black shadow was just about to approach, when a handful of sharp spikes were already lying on the black shadow's neck.

Just as the black shadow was about to escape, the sword in front of him suddenly split into three and crossed into a triangle on his neck, making him unable to move.

Hu Yibai followed Sikuang to look at Feng Ling holding the sword, and smiled tacitly: "I like you for being so tacit."

By the way, a wink came.

Feng Ling pretended not to see his teasing, looked at the plague ghost under the edge of the sword, and said coldly: "Why spread the plague?"

The boy looked a little older than Little Pomegranate, probably only eighteen or nineteen years old, and because of malnutrition, he was not as tall as his and Feng Ling's shoulders.

At this moment, there was no fear on the face of being forced by the sharp sword. Instead, he sneered: "I don't want to kill people. I advise you not to force me. As long as there are one hundred and one more people who get sick, I will naturally leave."

Hu Yibai was taken aback, one hundred and one people?

How come there are zeros and wholes?

"What do you mean? Someone instructed you?"

The young man snorted coldly: "Can't I have a grudge against Wangjiazhai? How many people here have spoiled the little pomegranate, and I just want them to live worse?"

Before he could finish his ruthless words, Hu Yibai suddenly extended his hand to Yintang, and immediately the whole ghost knelt down on the ground limply as if drained.

Hu Yibai looked at him condescendingly: "You are not demonic at all, this demonic energy is not yours. Tell me, who ordered you to spread the disease?"

The boy poked his neck and turned his head away.

"Yo, I'd rather die than surrender, right?" Seeing the boy's eyes dodge several times, Hu Yibai leaned over, patted him on the shoulder and showed a cold smile: "We are all warlocks who specialize in catching ghosts, and it happens that you have both demonic and ghostly auras." , is a rare and good material. When the time comes, you and that little female ghost will be refined together."

"How dare you!" He flicked the whisk in his hand, trying to wrap it around Hu Yibai's neck. Unexpectedly, Hu Yibai raised his hand to block it, and the whisk was immediately wrapped in inch by inch of icicles, and then shattered into ice on the ground with a click. piece.

Hu Yibai tilted his head to look at his angry little face: "Hurry up and tell me, the one who knows the current affairs is Junjie, hasn't anyone taught you?"

The young man hated his condescending appearance the most, and said in a muffled voice, "I can't read!"

Hu Yibai hissed, "You're justified if you don't know how to read."

As he said that, he looked at the crushed ice on the ground, picked up a piece, and found that there was a pattern of the palace on the whisk, and immediately looked at the latter with some doubts.

Just now he thought the whisk was some kind of magic weapon, but now combined with the boy's attire, he suddenly realized that it was clearly the eunuch's uniform in the palace.

When he looked at the boy again, he suddenly understood something.

Unable to enter the military camp, unable to earn money to redeem little pomegranate, becoming a eunuch in the palace seems to be an option, this is the easiest way for ordinary people to enter the palace.

Hu Yibai asked strangely: "Why did you go to Xicheng again after you entered the palace?"

Xiao Shitou's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he was silent for a moment and said: "Twenty-one taels a month, and you can save 50 taels if you work for two years, but in the end, people are not as good as heaven. Later, there was a plague in Xicheng, and Manager Liu was ordered to I went to inspect the disaster relief. Not long after I entered the palace, I was naturally pushed to the front to accompany him. In fact, Director Liu never entered the city at all. I was the one who went back and forth to Xicheng to pass the information back. On the way, I was scratched by a beggar. He just died right there."

Hu Yibai: "Then why don't you go see her when you come back?"

This her, of course, is Little Pomegranate.

The little stone stared at the broken fly, and slowly clenched his fists: "I, I don't want to see her."

Now he is male or female, like a monster, what face does he have to see her?

In fact, from the moment he planned to enter the palace as an eunuch, he never expected to be with her again.

Hu Yibai laughed: "But she has always wanted to see you."

As he spoke, he picked up the handkerchief and threw it in front of him, "Look who it is."

Seeing the handkerchief slowly showing a girl with a graceful skirt, Xiao Shi was a little dazed, and then hurriedly raised his sleeves to cover his face in fear.

He didn't want the girl in his heart to see his eunuch face covered in pornography.

A white hand grasped his arm.

Little Stone kept shaking his head: "No, no, don't look at me! Don't look at me!"

Little Pomegranate let go of his arm, squatted slowly beside him, and whispered in his ear: "50 taels of silver is enough, let's go home."

"..." He looked sideways, and saw the girl with her chin resting on her knees, smiling at him, just like the last time he went to her three years ago.

Her expression was exactly the same then as it is now.

It's just that he said it himself.

……

"50 taels of silver is enough, let's go home."

"Well, from now on, I will sit on the window lattice every noon. Just pass by and take a look at me. Don't spend any more money to come in. Save all the money so we can go home early."

The boy smiled and rolled his eyes: "Okay."

When they met that time, the two of them still had infinite longing for the future, and neither of them thought that the next time they met, they would both become lonely ghosts.

But after all, I saw it, didn't I?

Seeing the two children hugging and crying together, Hu Yibai stood up, went to Feng Ling's side and rubbed his nose, he really couldn't see this when he was too old.

Little Shitou patted Little Pomegranate on the back, and suddenly separated the girl: "It's just that I can't be with you in the next life, I..." He seemed a little embarrassed to say this, but he still had to tell the girl the truth: "I died of illness. In Xicheng, they directly burned me on the spot, but mine didn’t burn together, I, I was reincarnated in the underworld, and I will be an eunuch in my next life, I don’t want to delay you any longer!”

As soon as these words came out, Hu Yibai and Feng Ling looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching.

Hu Yibai couldn't help but said: "Who told you that you will be like this again in your next life?"

Xiao Shitou took it for granted and said, "Isn't it always the case? Eunuchs have to bury that thing together, so that they can be a complete person in the next life. Otherwise, they will be eunuchs in this life, eunuchs in the next life, and eunuchs forever."

Hu Yibai really couldn't help laughing this time, "According to what you said, if the head of a beheaded person in this life is not buried together, he will be born headless in the next life? Don't believe in rumors, people's birth, old age, sickness and death, blessings and longevity are all disasters. There is cause and effect and destiny, and it has nothing to do with burning or not. Hurry up and explain clearly who is behind the scenes, so that I can let you two go to reincarnate at dawn."

Xiao Shitou was taken aback by what was said, and seemed a little unbelievable: "Really, really?"

Hu Yibai: "Whether it's true or not, you'll find out when you see Yincha later."

Xiao Shitou suddenly stood up and said angrily, "So that bastard lied to me!"

As he spoke, he dug out a black sphere entwined with demonic energy from his heart, and threw it on the ground fiercely: "He told me that as long as we use this to spread the disease and make the number of patients reach 300, it can help me rebuild a complete body." The body, Grandma Xiong’s, turned out to be Lao Tzu’s!”

Hu Yibai waved his hand and took the ball into his hand, his brows were slightly condensed: "Who gave this to you?"

Xiao Shitou: "I don't know him, a very ordinary-looking man with no obvious features."

Speaking of this, he added: "At the time I didn't believe that he could reshape the body, but he cut his hand and let out a few drops of blood. A dead mouse could come back to life if it touched his blood!"

Hu Yibai saw the three phases and two appearances of the demon species with a microscopic view. Normal demon species have two phases and two appearances, three phases and three appearances, or four phases and four appearances. In short, they must be symmetrical.

Because of asymmetry, it is impossible to form a magic seed.

There is only one case, unless the monster is artificially refined.

Hu Yibai crushed the outer layer of the demon seed, and the demonic energy immediately overflowed. He quickly sealed the shattered demon seed and condensed it into an ice ball.

Turn around and hand it to Feng Ling: "The magic core was destroyed by me, send this back as a reference, the medical academy can make it faster."

The demon seed was handed over for a long time, but Feng Ling didn't reach out his hand. Just when Hu Yibai thought that he was losing his temper because of what happened just now, when he raised his eyes, he found that Feng Ling was staring at him blankly, his pupils were full of tears. Deep red.

Ok?

Why are his eyes red?

Afterwards, he only felt a burst of dizziness in his head, as if his consciousness had been cut off suddenly, and Hu Yibai realized that it was his eyes that turned red.

The ice puck in his hand fell to the ground with a clang and shattered.

Amidst the crisp cracking sound, his body fell slowly and fell into an embrace.

"Hu Yibai!"

"phoenix……"

"Don't sleep!"

"Ling..."

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