I babysit for ghosts

Where do you see it? "

"Poetry?" Song Ziyuan thought for a while, and asked a little puzzled: "Did I say any poems at that time?"

"Have you forgotten?" Qin Xiao saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, "Its appearance is unparalleled, its beauty is infinite, you said these eight words at that time."

Song Ziyuan murmured and repeated, "It seems somewhat familiar."

After coming out of the kitchen, seeing that it was getting late, the two went back to their own residences.

The author's gossip: The babysitter clasped her hands and snorted softly: When talking about others, the truth is the same. If you really understand what is enough, stop your childish teasing behavior.

A childish ghost emperor took out a small notebook: The little nanny dared to teach the master a lesson, and the next offender was fined [-] yuan as a warning to others.

Xiao Nanny: ... #!

(To be continued, Liancheng Reading is more exciting, reading to pursue dreams, writing to create the future!)

[043] Qin Xianyu kicking the quilt (one more)

When Qin Xiao opened the door, he saw Shen Tu leaning on the only big bed in the room, flipping through a book in his hand.

Hearing the noise here, he raised his head and said leisurely, "Why are you so slow?"

"I saw Ziyuan and chatted for a while."

With great effort, he took off the Hanfu on his body, leaving only his inner garment, and walked to the other side of the bed, pulled the corner of the quilt and lay down.

Strange to say, there is no lamp in this room, only a few candles are lit, but the warm light adds a bit of warmth.

Qin Xiao looked sideways at him, "What are you reading? No, where did you get the book?"

Their luggage was thrown in the B&B halfway up the hillside of the Goddess Temple. Even if the god uncle went out with books with him, he probably wouldn't be able to bring them here.

Shen Tu leaned on the bed and looked down at him, and said calmly, "Why are there so many problems, go to bed early, so as not to disturb me over and over again, Qin Xianyu."

"Good good."

Qin Xiao rolled his eyes, covered the quilt up to his chin, turned over and closed his eyes. He really wanted to go to bed early, and he hadn't slept well in the past few days.

When Shen Tu pushed Qin Xiao's leg back on him for the fifth time, he closed the book and put it aside, and turned to look at Qin Xiao who was lying on the side.

He was still honest when he fell asleep, but now he has opened his large characters, and he has kicked the quilt to the sky, and his white undershirt has long been messed up, with one shoulder exposed from the open skirt, and he himself is facing this. I don't know, snoring a little, sleeping soundly.

"Kicking the quilt at such a big age." Shen Tu gently pulled his quilt back and lay down himself.

In less than two seconds, there was a whoosh, a leg was thrown on his body, and the quilt fell to the ground in response.

……

Taking a deep breath, Shen Tu sat up, looked down at Qin Xiao for a while, leaned over to tidy up his skirt, wrapped him up with his own quilt, and hugged him together with the quilt.

Qin Xiao, who was so wrapped up that he couldn't move, finally obediently stopped moving.

Shen Tu sighed softly, and kept this posture until dawn.

The next day, when Qin Xiao opened his eyes, there was no sign of Shen Tu in the room. Looking at the time, it was past nine o'clock, and he slept for almost twelve hours that night. I made up for it all.

After getting dressed and going out, the sun was already shining brightly outside, Qin Xiao went to the back mountain to wash up, and went to the kitchen to prepare their breakfast.

I went out and turned around and didn't see anyone, as if he was the only one left in the entire temple.

"What are you doing, where are you going?"

Qin Xiao muttered something, and went around to the flower arch last night. Song Ziyuan was not under the veranda. He thought about it, walked to the front of the row of rooms and knocked one by one.

"Ziyuan? Ziyuan?"

When he knocked on the second room, the door of the third room on his right opened, and Song Ziyuan came out from inside.

"morning."

Seeing that his face was still grim, Qin Xiao patted him on the shoulder, "Go out for breakfast, I've cooked a lot."

Song Ziyuan walked beside him, squinted his eyes and smiled, "You really like cooking."

"Hey, how do you know?" Qin Xiao also smiled.

Song Ziyuan: "You can eat it, I can feel your intentions."

"Wow, Ziyuan still understands me." Qin Xiao smiled exaggeratedly, and joked, "Master Goddess wanted me to leave this place for him to be the chef yesterday."

"He asked you to stay here?" Song Ziyuan's eyes flashed with hurt, and he stopped to look at Qin Xiao and asked.

"That's right." Qin Xiao didn't understand, "But I can't stay here, I still have a lot of things to do."

The two walked forward in silence for a while, and Song Ziyuan suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "He never told me that."

...Ah, I stepped on thunder again.

Qin Xiao rubbed his hair, trying to forcefully explain, "Actually, I was just joking that day. Gods don't need to eat, right?"

Hearing this, Song Ziyuan became even more decadent, "So he really wants to keep you."

... Can this still be understood in this way?

Seeing Song Ziyuan getting more and more melancholy, Qin Xiao sighed, turned to face him, put one hand on his shoulder, and said with a serious expression: "Ziyuan, tell me the truth, do you like him?"

Song Ziyuan opened his eyes slightly, his pupils flickered, but he couldn't answer for a long time.

"Needless to say, I know." Qin Xiao put his arms around his shoulders, and the two brothers continued to walk to the kitchen, "He is a god, you are a human being, and a human being has to eat. When you are full, think about those things that you have. No."

On the other side, Shen Tu and Yao Ji, who had disappeared early in the morning, were sitting in a dark dungeon. In the cage in front of them was Zhang San who had been captured before. At this moment, the arrow emitting white light was still stuck in his On the heart.

"Aren't you going to say it?" Shen Tu looked at Zhang San and asked lightly.

"Hmph, what kind of hero is he who cheats behind his back?!"

Zhang San's voice was particularly hoarse, and under the dim light, Zhang San's image was like a shadow. At this moment, he could hardly see his original appearance. There are deep and shallow wounds, some places have scabbed, and more places were pulled by his movements, and began to bleed again, looking like they had been tortured.

Shen Tu looked at him expressionlessly, "Even if you don't tell me, I still have a way to know what I want to know, but then I won't be concerned about your feelings, you have to figure it out yourself."

Zhang San spat and sneered: "You are just a little Taoist priest with your little knowledge, how can you catch me? When I draw this arrow, neither you nor the woman beside you will run away! Hmph, this bitch's looks are a sign, and I can let the uncle use it before killing her, hahaha."

Shen Tu cast a glance at the "girl" who was sitting beside him, and seeing that he had no response to the obscenities, he turned back again. Suddenly, the momentum around him changed, and an invisible air flow seemed to spread out from him. , The corner of the black clothes rises without wind.

"So, you made a choice?"

Zhang San instantly felt a huge coercion coming towards him, as if the entire Wushan mountain range was pressing on him, he looked at Shen Tu in amazement, and said with difficulty, "You, who are you?" ?!"

"You don't even know who I am, yet you dare to lay your mind on me. You are very brave." Shen Tu still spoke lightly.

Only then did Zhang San realize that he had been deceived. This man was not an ordinary Taoist priest at all. He had hidden his strength before to lower his vigilance.

"You, you liar! Ah..." Zhang San roared, but unfortunately he still couldn't get rid of the pressure that was about to crush him.

Shen Tu got up, walked to the cage and stood still.

Zhang San was bent down, only a pair of black boots could be seen in his line of sight, and he looked up little by little with difficulty.

But when the huge scythe appeared in his sight, despair flashed in his eyes.

"You! You turned out to be..."

Shen Tu lowered his eyes and glanced at him without any emotion. With a wave of his right hand, Zhang San had no chance to say what he hadn't finished.

Zhang San's body suddenly fell to the ground, and a rolling black mist appeared above his body. At this moment, it roared and attacked Shen Tu.

Shen Tu swung Zhan Hun, resisting all kinds of tricky attacks from the black mist, a golden light appeared in the palm of his hand, he paused before making a move, avoiding another attack from the black mist, a little bit of light gradually gathered in the golden light of his palm Black air, mixed with golden light.

The black mist rushed over again, this time Shen Tu no longer used Soul Slashing to block, but stretched out his left hand, and the light mist in the palm of his hand exploded into chains to control the black mist in an instant.

The black mist kept colliding with the chain, and just when the chain was about to break, strands of black air entangled the chain, and the black mist locked inside could no longer move.

Shen Tu stared intently for a moment, and took a few steps closer. His left hand slid across the blade of the soul-slashing blade. It seemed that some faint blue light was caught in his hand. After that, he raised his hand and stretched out towards the black mist.

"and many more."

The hand was held by another hand stretched out from the side, and Shen Tu turned to look at him.

Yao Ji shook her head at him, "If you want to search for the soul, let me do it. After all, this evil spirit is mixed with the energy of chaos, and you should not be contaminated."

"fine."

As Shen Tu said, he stretched his hand into the black mist, closed his eyes, and Zhang San's memory quickly passed before Shen Tu's eyes like a marquee.

Looking for clues from countless useless memory fragments, Shen Tu adjusted the speed of the soul search to the maximum. Countless scenes, people and things passed by like afterimages, and he was finally frozen in a certain day.

On this day, Zhang San got married.

Withdrawing her hand, Shen Tu's face was a little serious.

Yao Ji: "How is it?"

"His wife has bigger problems than him."

Shen Tu summoned the black and white envoys, "Rush to Fengxin Village immediately, and bring Zhang San's wife back to me."

Black and white