[Comprehensive] Looking for a male god system experiencer

Go up and say: "Brother Su, I'm out of strength, hurry up and hold me up."

He was really uncomfortable, because I could see the thin beads of sweat on his forehead just by the lantern in his hand.

"Have you taken any medicine? Did you seek medical advice?" I carried him to the room, and I was sweating all over. It was already midsummer, and I complained dissatisfied: "It doesn't look fat, but it's exhausting to lift him up." .”

"That can't be helped, there is no one else in the house now." He lowered his head and tossed the cushions on the stool.That only answered the second half of my question.

Hearing what he said, I gave him a meaningful look.Then he patted him lightly, and said: "You deserve it, the two locust trees at the door have not been dug up, and they are reserved for you to watch the hanged ghost in the middle of the night?"

Su Huai Yongle made a sound while talking, and he retorted: "You are a girl, how can you not be a ghost every day! And the appearance of you just now is really similar to the scolding woman on the street... Ouch!" When I heard that, I twisted his thigh hard.Shouted: "Can you say a few words less?"

"All right, all right, I won't do it if I don't say anything." As he said, he frowned and moved the chair to the opposite direction from me.

"But... why did you go today? You came back so late?" Su Huaiyong asked.

I glanced at him strangely: "Hey, let me tell you! You don't usually ask me any questions." Su Huaiyong laughed and said, "I don't care about you."

I made a cut, poured a cup of tea under his watchful eyes, drank it recklessly, quenched my thirst, and said, "I, I cheated a female ghost first, and then helped her to see the injustice Draw a knife to help."

Su Huaiyong raised his delicate eyebrows in surprise and said, "You can still fool a female ghost? That ghost is still a baby, right?"

"Do you think that living in this dilapidated house is not enough for you, come to me to seek death!" I glared at him.

He begged for mercy: "Deer, you pretend I didn't say anything. Then what?"

"What else can there be? Then, just four words, hero saves the beauty, understand?"

Su Huaiyong shook his head like nothing, and asked again: "What is a hero saving the beauty?"

"Get lost!" I gritted my teeth and yelled at him deliberately annoyed at me.

"Oh, I feel sleepy all of a sudden." He said, he motioned for me to carry him to the inside of the house, this is the first time I saw Su Huaiyong's inside.Scanning around, I tossed him four words: "Desperation."

"Master is rich." He shrugged and said indifferently.

"Oh? Then there's another room? What's it for? Out of the gate?" Looking at the black tightly closed iron gate on the left, I rolled my eyes and teased.

Su Huaiyong's expression flashed a trace of seriousness, and other things, before I had time to observe carefully, he changed into that playboy look again.Lying on the bed with half of his body on his side, he propped his head on his hands and asked, "What are you doing? Thinking of Gong?!"

I ran straight for the door.The moment the door was closed, the net sinking in my heart gradually became clear.

The author has something to say: Visually, there are still three chapters to finish.Rest for a few days after writing Onmyoji.Today will also modify Constantine, overhaul.Probably to change the description style and push down the content.The new hole may be opened on the signed vest, but it is still an idea.In the end, I silently complained, adding the vest and adding it has been New Years Eve for two months, and I didn't give me a letter.Adding vests is really slow!I thought of a problem, that is, I will take the postgraduate entrance examination this year, and I am afraid that I cannot have both writing and postgraduate entrance examination.panic!Hey, I'm a little embarrassed to say that I'm going to take the cross-examination film and script!If there are diving related friends, can you give some friendly support!Anyway, no matter how unreliable it is, it is better than me learning Fengshui... My elder brother is also very strange. He said before that he asked me to take the Tianda University and follow Wang Qiheng and the like. ...! ! !And now he is working with a very powerful master... Thanks to the experience of preparing for the Feng Shui exam, I can randomly put some Feng Shui words on it.What about me balabalaba, I'm just a chatterbox!Maybe it's because Weibo and WeChat have already been taken over by messy people, so they want to talk all the time!What to do with the postgraduate entrance examination!So flustered!Let's save some manuscripts quickly... (I don't care) Thank you Pi Taojun for your suggestion (oh it's not Si!)

Onmyoji 18

I hardly closed my eyes that night, because——

"Dude, you've been standing behind me for almost one night, although...the moon belongs to everyone, even if you want to see it, but! Can you hold your head up and hold your tongue that is almost hanging on the base of your thigh, I can't stand it anymore!" I moved half of my buttocks, turned sideways and glared at the legless hanged ghost behind me.

His red clothes are a bit old, but at first glance, his heart still skips a beat.

Finally, under my strong dissatisfaction, the long, dripping, liver-colored tongue sucked and sucked, and then drew it back into his mouth. When he saw that it was above his chest, the hanged ghost raised his head in satisfaction, and held his head high. The chest is raised, and the waist is also straightened forward.

His eye sockets were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything except for two huge black holes that were bottomless.His face was bloodless, and his nails had grown as long as his middle finger, shining brightly in the moonlight, like wearing fluorescent false nails bought at the night market for [-] cents a bag.

I examined him again, and said with satisfaction: "You ghosts can be taught."

"Are you tired from standing? Would you like to sit down?" I thought, since people are willing to give me face, I should also be kind to them and reciprocate courtesy.So I moved the chair towards him.

He flicked his tongue, and his dark eye sockets moved towards me.He nodded stiffly, then sat down stiffly.

"Dude, why don't you put your tongue back so we can chat?" I suggested.

"……"silence.

"Anyway, you've disturbed me for so long, so why should you show it." Continue to propose.

"..." It was still silent.

I shrugged, ready to give up, and lay back on the stone table wearily.

"What do you want to say?" The voice was clear and clear, very familiar.I turned around sharply, but met the lifeless black hole.

strangeness!I thought to myself, this voice is [-]% similar to that of Brother Su.The other two points are not different, but the temperament of the conversation is not the same.Although his appearance at the moment is quite pitiful, I just think he must have been a refined son during his lifetime.

"Say... say something?" I looked up at the sky.

"Why did you come here?" The hanged ghost asked suddenly.

"Look at Feng Shui for others."

"Is there any Feng Shui in this house?" He smiled coldly.In this night where the cicadas could be heard, this sneer was a little creepy.

"Could it be that you have any ideas?" Yoyo glanced at him, pretending to ask casually.

"Extremely vicious." The hanged ghost suddenly gritted his teeth and dropped these four words.

"You, leave quickly too." Saying that, he quickly jumped up and hid in the night.

As the sky was turning pale, I went back to my room to take a nap, but within two hours, a rumbling thunder sounded next to my ears, waking me up.I put on my shoes and hurried out the door, ran to the yard, but found nothing unusual.

At this moment, the sun is rising, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the mountains and forests are green, the sky is clear, and the clouds are floating.If there is any abnormality, it is only in the room on the west side, where bursts of green air oozes from the room that has never been in before, and this air is drifting and fading towards the sky, as if being sucked by something.

I trotted and stuck it on the door, trying to see if there was any gap to peek a little, but the strange thing is, the room seemed to be fogged with flatulence, and there was a lot of white flowers inside, but at this moment, I could feel The eerie air in this house.There were hundreds of them, and the flatulence should have been able to resist the oozing breath, but it seemed that a corner was torn somewhere, allowing the ghost air to flow out.

The resentment in the room was so strong that I could feel the heart-piercing inside the room just by standing outside the door.

Sitting in the seat, holding the soul of injustice.

Strange things raced through my mind, but I must have missed something else.

I went outside Brother Su's house again and knocked on the door, but no one answered me.After hesitating again and again, I pushed the door open and entered. Although it is not a good behavior to spy on people's privacy, but at this moment, I have no other way.

I tiptoed in, and I was the only one inside and outside. I exhaled and locked my eyes on the iron door that I described as Chu Gong last night.

When a person is nervous to a certain extent, he will probably pretend to be relaxed, but the fake smiles piled up are like the watery white/powder that a geisha puts on his face-it's so fake.

I first raised my hand and knocked on the door. It was a heavy sound that belonged to this iron door.Looking carefully at the dark door, he found that there was no handle.

Where exactly is the switch?I am a little anxious.Because I don't know when Su Huaiyong will come back.Because I suddenly couldn't figure out who Su Huaiyong was?

At this moment, a piece of blue paper butterfly landed quietly on my shoulder. Although it was so light that I could hardly feel its weight, it almost made me lose my soul. Blue blue, I thought it was Brother Su who came back.Seeing that it was a paper butterfly, I patted my chest hurriedly, and I couldn't think of anyone other than Seimei Abe who used the paper butterfly to convey the message.

Unfold the paper butterfly that has lost its life, and Abe Seimei's elegant fonts come into view.

My eyelids twitched, and I hurriedly gathered the pieces of paper in my hand, and finally felt that it was not safe, so I tore them into pieces and threw them into my underwear.

The content carried by the paper butterfly is: the right minister is missing, dangerous,