Chapter 63

"Ah Sheng is back?" Liu Fu Yi was a little surprised, "why don't you come in?"

When the boy came back, he was covered with frost and walked through the patio. The cold moonlight fell on his shoulder. He stood under the dark eaves and said nothing.

Mu Yao, holding some drowsy ChuChu in her arms, lowered her voice and waved: "it's just the right time. Elder sister has something to say to you."

He just moved a little and walked slowly into the hall.

The warm light in the room surged in, which made him unable to open his eyes for a moment. He stood two steps away from muyao, hid his bleeding palm in his sleeve, and wiped it hard: "sister."

Under the candlelight, his eyes were dark, and there was no warmth on his face. He was like a small animal that had been in the rain all night. His hair was wilting and he couldn't get up.

Mu Yao is a little worried: "what's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well?"

Mu Sheng shakes his head and once again tilts his head to avoid Mu Yao's outstretched hand: "I'm ok."

Mu Yao looks sad. A Sheng seems to have grown up recently. A rational voice told her that he began to have his own thoughts and alienated from her. For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or to be lost.

Liu Fuyi interjected: "where is Miaomiao?"

Murmur pause, soft voice way: "in the back."

As if to confirm his words, the door opened with a "creak" sound, followed by Ling Miaomiao, who was covered with frost, and with a muffle of admiration in her hand, she closed the door and walked quietly to the leading group. Rarely did she take the initiative to speak.

Neither of them spoke or even gave each other a look.

It's awkward. Liu Fuyi made a conclusion through observation.

Unfortunately, this is not the best time to mediate conflicts.

"I have something to discuss with you." Mu Yao lowered her voice and briefly talked about what happened here just now.

"Sister Mu suspected that the ten women were painted skin demons?" Ling Miaomiao raised her eyes.

"According to the clear words, the ten women may take advantage of the night to put on the painted skin, hypnotize Li Zhun, and take the opportunity to absorb his essence."

"This painted skin demon has probably evolved to a higher level." Liu Fu lowered her voice and scratched on the ground with her fingers, "she only paints skin at night, and then she can control Li Zhun to be obedient to her in the daytime. She takes advantage of Li Zhun's Yang Qi to protect her, and moves freely. When the painted skin demon reaches the high level, the essence of living people can't satisfy her greed, and she also needs to absorb a lot of Yin Qi..."

"So she tricked Li Zhun's family into moving to jingyangpo. This used to be a place where thousands of people buried their bones. The Yin Qi was thick, and even there was a split between yin and Yang?"

“…… Yes Liu Fu Yi looked at her for a long time, but he didn't think of anything to add, so he nodded.

"Do you remember that we had tea with ten ladies the other day?" Mu Yao turned to Miaomiao, "she told us about her acquaintance with Li Zhun. At that time, I thought something was wrong, but I didn't want to understand what was wrong. Now I want to understand."

Miaomiao is not in the state: "what's wrong?"

"There's something wrong with her perspective." Mu Yao affirms, "she tells about her" acquaintance "with Li Zhun. In the picture, there is only Li Zhun and his wife, not her. She is like a grass, a flower, an animal in the courtyard, watching their life, but not participating in it

"She said that she was Li Zhun's friend, but how could she not even have a conversation?"

Miaomiao's mind is full of pictures of ten women putting their fingers on their lips on that day. She tells her that the ultimate secret of making a person fall in love with herself is to give all her love.

The painted skin demon, as the name suggests, puts on the painted skin, charms all living beings, and bewitches people with hypocrisy.

The ten ladies who love Li Zhun most are really demons Will they suck his essence, manipulate him, manipulate him, and confuse his painted skin demon? Her theory of exchanging love for love is a joke, and what she always relies on is a beautiful face?

Ling Miaomiao was in a state of confusion. After a long silence, he said, "what are we going to do?"

"I have set up a seven kill array on the ground outside her room." Mu Yao said softly, "if she is really a big demon, she will be trapped when she comes out of the room. But it's not easy for us to enter her room. We need to cooperate with her. "

Liu Fu Yi bent down and held the little girl's shoulder: "ChuChu, brother Liu just said, do you remember all that?"

ChuChu nodded and slowly stretched out his little hand, revealing half of the Yellow Rune paper hidden in his sleeve.

The charm drawn by Liu Fu's blood can reduce the power of the big demon, control the action of the big demon, and make him dizzy, so that he can be captured without any help. Its effect is similar to the Taomu sword of Taoist.

"When Aunt ten coaxes you to sleep tonight, you can find a chance to stick this on the door. She can't find it. Can you do it?"

Looking at his face, he put the paper back into his sleeve. After a while, he raised his face, his eyes twinkled and nodded seriously.

"Good boy." Liu Fu patted her on the back and woke up her snoring nurse.

The little girl was held on her shoulder by the nurse. When she was about to walk behind the screen, she bit her lip and waved her little hand to Liu Fuyi.The leading group also waved to her, which is probably the smallest participant in the story.

"Whether it's a big demon or not, we'll see tomorrow." Muyao said, "tomorrow night, we'll go to the incense factory again. See if there is no big demon control, there is something fishy hidden in the fragrance factory. "

Mu Sheng kept silent from beginning to end. After listening to Mu Yao's arrangement like a wandering soul, he turned back to the room. Mu Yao looked at him several times in the middle, and he avoided his eyes.

"Ah Sheng, ah Sheng..." Mu Yao looked at his back and frowned. She wanted to ask Miaomiao, but she found that she didn't know when to slip away. There was only Liu Fu's clothes on her side.

“…… Why, where are the people? "

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the door is opened by murmuring.

There were only two small candles burning in the room, which clearly illuminated the outline of the furniture. He turned and closed the door, and the darkness surrounded him for a moment.

He took off his robe, put it on the table, skilfully went around the cupboard in the dark, lifted the tent, sat down on the bed, and began to take off the bandages on his wrists.

Just unloaded a, his Mou Guang suddenly a Lin, such as lightning hand to pinch behind: "who?"

"I Cough, cough... " The girl made a long, sharp, exaggerated sound, just like a rooster who was strangled by the neck.

He felt the silky neck, and immediately released his hand. The familiar fragrance floated in the air.

Ling Miaomiao.

In his bed.

“……” His fingertips "bang" to explode a spark, lit up her face, the eyes of the pair of apricots reflected bright, blinking at him.

The spark went out, and the room fell into darkness again, concealing her face.

She seemed a little flustered: "your room is so dark, why don't you light the light, can you see you?"

He touched a candle on the table and lit it with a bang. He held it in his hand. Just as he wanted to drive her down, he frowned and said, "have you drunk?"

Wine mixed with the fragrance of flowers, like flowers are too brilliant, some sweet and greasy to intoxicate. She had a wine pot in her arms and her cheeks were red.

Miaomiao said, "wine Wine makes one brave. "

It takes a lot of courage to climb the bed of the Black Lotus. Her palm is still wet now, for fear that the murmur will throw her out of bed.

As expected, Mu Sheng grabbed the corner of her dress and dragged her out. His tone was not good You go down

"But you don't sleep now..." She put down the wine pot, holding the pillar at the corner of the bed in both hands, and started to make a scene, "I'll just sit down, don't be so mean, Ziqi, Ziqi, Ziqi..."

She called his name in a voice, which made him scratch his heart. He lit three candles in a row and put them away to show them.

That's good. It's much better than the dim atmosphere just now.

"Do you drink, Ziqi?"

“……”

"It's boring to go to bed so early. There's no night life."

“……”

"Tomorrow will be..." She suddenly woke up and bit down the words "jump crack" and said, "we are going to catch the demon. Shall we play a little more today, eh? Talk, Ziqi, talk... "

It's a real booze. Mu Sheng coldly looked at her holding the pillar in both hands, and took advantage of her mouth. She didn't have the consciousness to observe her words and colors.

I went to a man's bed to drink in the middle of the night

The fire just disappeared came out again, pulled her sleeve and said patiently, "what are you doing here? Go back to your own room. "

"I won't go!" She dragged the word "no" long and reluctantly, staring at him angrily, as if he was the one who invaded other people's territory.

The negotiation failed. Mu Sheng pulled a collar to breathe. It's so hot in the room.

His mind is in a mess.

Technique, practice, family, future, sister All these things, which had been arranged in his mind, were in a mess when he saw her. He didn't have time to think about anything. He just cared about the chaos in front of him.

"How much did you drink..." He took the pot and found it was empty. He was furious and his black eyes sank. "Did you drink it all?"

"Well!" She was very proud to nod her head, and her tone was like that of storyteller on the street, "I'm bored, not broken!"

“……”

He approached her, two pairs of eyes like a mirror in general, close enough to see each other's well-defined eyelashes, he lowered his voice, "then what do you want me to drink with you?"

"Come on, there's plenty!" She pulled out a wine pot from her arms, and her eyes were bright. "I'll keep it for you."

He wants to step back, but Ling Miaomiao holds his hand and forces him to hold the wine pot. "You touch it. It's hot. I'll heat it for you in my arms..."

She laughed for herself, like a silver bell ringing, like a fairy in Pansi cave.

All around is the fragrance of her hair, the fragrance of her arms, the delicate body in front of her eyes close at hand, constantly overlapping with the dream.He felt like he was going crazy.

In the confusion of his mind, he kept thinking about what he had said from her mouth that night. He turned it into a few knives and put them into his heart to make him sober.

Think of sister, as expected, such as cold water.

The man in front of him moved for a moment, leaned inside, and suddenly left him. He hugged his knee, curled himself up, and only put out his hand to gently poke him.

“…… Drink it or not? "

"Give me some face."

He turned back and blew out the candle suddenly, and the room fell into the previous darkness.

Ling Miaomiao gave a "ah" and complained: "what's wrong with drinking in the dark? Can you see my face?"

He thought that it was better to be invisible.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, distracted to pick up the wine pot, a stuffy, did not break.

…… Who gave her a burning knife? It was fierce and choking.

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