I babysit for ghosts

With a choked voice, "I may never see you again, but I must never lose you, Yao, without you, I don't even have the courage to live."

Yao Ji felt some dampness on her shoulders, but he still said coldly: "Do you think I will still trust you?"

"How many times," Song Ziyuan said in his ear with a muffled voice, "I wake up from a strange place, only thinking of you can I go face to face calmly, you are indispensable."

Yao Ji's eyes flickered, "You need me, so I can't break up with you? Who do you think you are?"

As Yao Ji spoke, she reached out and wanted to pull away Song Ziyuan's hand that was around him, but Song Ziyuan hugged him even tighter, and next to her ear was his helpless, humble and firm voice, "I love you, Yao, I have always loved you, you Don't go, don't give up on me, please..."

Song Ziyuan's words shot straight into Yaoji's heart like a sharp arrow piercing through the air, and Yaoji's mind went blank for a moment, but Song Ziyuan's earnest prayers brought him back to reality.

Yaoji raised her hand and gently pulled away Song Ziyuan's hand.

Seeing this, Song Ziyuan became even more flustered, "Yao, please don't leave..."

Yao Ji pulled his hand away but didn't leave, but turned around and looked at him, Song Ziyuan didn't have the usual gentleness and appearance at the moment, his eyes were flushed now, and a tear rolled down his cheek in the blink of an eye, It looked helpless and pitiful, like a puppy begging its master for love.

Seeing Yao Ji turn around, he opened his eyes slightly.

Yao Ji stared at him, raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly, "Say it again."

Song Ziyuan didn't react for a while, but when Yao Ji frowned and was about to leave, suddenly a flash of inspiration came, he turned Yao Ji's body back, leaned forward and hugged him tightly, put his mouth against his ear, and said that sentence again.

"If you want to hear it, I can tell it to you for the rest of my life."

The two separated a little, Yao Ji and he looked at each other for a while, then shook their heads and said, "No."

Song Ziyuan panicked, and heard him continue: "The rest of your life is too short."

Song Ziyuan finally had a smile on his face, and he said softly, "Then you can take as long as you say."

Yao Ji put her arms around his back, leaned her head on his shoulder, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, "Naturally, I will talk about it until the day I die."

Song Ziyuan was startled, then hugged him tighter, "Is that okay? I'm just a mortal."

Yao Ji snorted, her ethereal voice sounded particularly beautiful, "I can do it if I say so."

Song Ziyuan also laughed, this is his Yao, arrogant and willful, but the only god in his heart.

Amid the laughter, the two slowly approached, Song Ziyuan turned his head slightly, the tip of their noses were perfectly staggered, Yao Ji's lips were close in front of his eyes, he closed his eyes and moved closer.

A burst of severe colic came from his heart, and Song Ziyuan couldn't help but groaned in pain. Before he could recover, there was another more intense colic, and the bursts of pain were accompanied by a terrifying coldness that hit his whole body , his whole body was stiff, and he suddenly pushed Yao Ji away from his arms.

Yao Ji didn't check for a while, but he pushed her and staggered two steps, she looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't come here!" Song Ziyuan tightly grasped the clothes on the left heart with one hand, as if this could relieve some pain.

"Tell me what's wrong with you?!" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Yao Ji immediately became vigilant.

"Don't come here!" Song Ziyuan saw Yao Ji approaching him and staggered back. He had an inexplicable intuition that there was something in his body that couldn't be suppressed, and this thing might hurt Yao Ji.

"How dare you speak to me like that!" Yao Ji frowned and walked towards him without stopping.

"Yao, get out of here quickly! Huh..." Song Ziyuan groaned in pain, "I can't hold back anymore, go away!"

While he was saying this, Yao Ji immediately felt an evil aura emerging from Song Ziyuan's body, Yao Ji was startled, as if she suddenly thought of something, "This aura is..."

When he looked at Song Ziyuan again, his raised eyes were completely blood red.

On the other side, after Qin Xiao came out of the Huxin Pavilion, he turned to the side hall where they lived temporarily. According to the geographical location, it happened to be east and west of Song Ziyuan.

As soon as I entered the side hall, I heard the faint sound of the flute.

Who is playing the flute?Qin Xiao walked all the way to the direction of the sound, and finally saw the flute player after going around several small gardens.

"Master God?" Qin Xiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect Shen Tu to be so upbeat at night, to sit in the small pavilion by the garden and play the flute?

Qin Xiao walked over quietly, and sat on the railing of the small pavilion, wiping his hair while admiring the performance of the uncle.

Shen Tu was not at all surprised by the sudden appearance of such a person beside him, and without even looking at him, sat on the stone bench and continued to play.

The melodious melody is always very pleasant. Listening to it, Qin Xiao actually remembered something from his childhood. Before the age of seven, he grew up in an orphanage. Because of his weak health, he did not go to kindergarten. The most basic pinyin and Mathematics addition and subtraction was taught to him by the educator in the orphanage. At that time, he was very envious that other people could go to school. He tried his best to get rid of the orphanage, but he also knew that he had nowhere to go. He was a People without a home.

In memory, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and a warm hand caressed his cheek, Qin Xiao came back to look at Shen Tu.

Shen Tu brushed his fingertips lightly under his eyes, and said with a light smile, "My flute's sound isn't good enough to make you cry, is it?"

Qin Xiao was startled, and immediately pushed his hand away, carelessly touched his face, but his face was very dry, and there were no tears at all.

"Shen Tu! Is it fun to play with me?"

Shen Tu withdrew his hand and shrugged indifferently, "But your expression just now looked like you were about to cry."

Qin Xiao turned his head to the side, and said nana authentically: "The sound of your flute somehow reminds me of something, and I miss it."

Qin Xiao didn't see that Shentu's expression sank when he said this, but heard him say quietly, "You are always like this, you remember the unimportant things clearly, but you forget the important things." clean."

"What do you mean?" Did he forget something?But what did he forget and how did Shen Tu know?

Shen Tu got up and walked back, raised his hand and waved the flute, "Don't run around before your hair is dry, and don't catch a cold to me."

"I know."

Qin Xiao also got up and walked back. Just as the two walked out of the garden, there was a loud noise in the distance, and the entire temple vibrated.

"What's going on?!" Qin Xiao staggered a few steps before standing still, and immediately turned to look at Shen Tu.

Shen Tu's face changed suddenly, and he walked quickly towards the direction of the sound, Qin Xiao followed suit, and after walking a few steps, Shen Tu jumped directly onto the eaves, and disappeared after a while.

"Hey, take me!" Qin Xiao shouted anxiously, seeing that he really left, took off the towel and ran towards that direction quickly.

If he guessed correctly, it was the side hall where Song Ziyuan lived!

Before Qin Xiao could reach him, there was another loud noise accompanied by a slight shaking of the ground, and Yao Ji's voice could be vaguely heard, so he couldn't help speeding up again.

Yao Ji flew to avoid another attack from Song Ziyuan, who stood on the eaves with a very ugly expression.

Shen Tu jumped to his side from nowhere, looked at the mess in the yard, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Yao Ji stared intently at Song Ziyuan who walked out of the dusty sky. At this moment, his face no longer had the gentle and gentle look on his face. His eyes were blood red. When he looked up and saw Yao Ji, he let out a smirk, and the black mist gathered in his palms again. He attacked here.

"Don't meddle." Yao Ji said to Shen Tu lightly, dodged to avoid the attack in front of her, white light flashed all over her body, and she also attacked Song Ziyuan.

For a moment, one black and one white fought inseparably in mid-air, and every impact of power would send out huge air waves.

After some contesting, the two of them took a few steps back to create some distance. Yao Ji looked at Song Ziyuan in front of her with a worried face, and said coldly, "It turns out that you are not dead after all these years!"

Song Ziyuan laughed a few times when he heard the words, and looked straight at Yao Ji with a ferocious face, "Of course I didn't die, how could I die! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today! I want to live, and I want revenge !"

Yao Ji frowned, "You came to me for revenge, why did you hurt innocent people?"

"Where is the innocence?" Song Ziyuan grinned, "Isn't he your lover? Since he is a lover, he has to bear the hatred for you!"

"He's not my lover." Yao Ji replied flatly.

"Hahaha, he will be sad when you say that. He is infatuated with you, but you ruthlessly drove him out of the temple. Time is attached to him, otherwise I don't know when I will have the opportunity to get close to you." Song Ziyuan laughed a few times, and there was a treacherous and smug expression on his face when he said this.

Yao Ji clenched her fists hidden under her sleeves, but her face remained calm, "You have been possessed since then?"

Author's gossip: Yao Ji: The teary-eyed puppy is so cute.

Qin Xiao: ...What kind of strange preference is this.

08:30 p.m. Second watch

[046] Battle of Gods and Demons ([-] more)

"Hmph, that's a rare opportunity in thousands of years. How could I miss it? After all, I've been with him much longer than you." Song Ziyuan smiled evilly.

Yao Ji narrowed her eyes slightly, if Song Yu was possessed by this evil spirit after she was kicked out, she didn't go to see her later