The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

Ling Duan was sitting by the bed in a daze staring at the fake senior brother, but somehow he fell asleep lying on the side of the bed, and at some point he even pulled the man's hand under his face.

After all, Zhang Qishan is young, he exercises hard on weekdays, and his body is very good. After a night's rest, he has recovered five or six percent of his strength. As soon as he opened his eyes and looked at the simple and unfamiliar roof in front of him, he was startled, without hesitation. He just wanted to get up as soon as possible, and when he stretched his arms, he realized that there was still a person lying on his stomach beside the bed, with his side face firmly pressed against his hand, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

After all, Ling Duan is also a person who has walked the rivers and lakes, and he still has basic vigilance. He woke up when Zhang Qishan moved, but for some reason, his body didn't obey him. He jumped anxiously, but his body remained motionless. .

Zhang Qishan leaned back a little, and violently pushed the person next to the bed with his other hand. One thing was wrong, and he was ready to explode at any time.

Ling Duan couldn't control his body, and was pushed hard by Zhang Qishan, and his whole body slid along the side of the bed to the ground, lying on the ground in a twisted posture, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly on the surface.

Zhang Qishan laughed, it seems that this person should have saved him by chance, if he had evil intentions, he definitely wouldn't dare to sleep beside his bed so defenselessly, and he didn't restrict his movements.

"Master Patriarch, I just slept normally. I was neither frightened nor injured. Could this also cause the disease of leaving the soul?" Ling Duan worshiped all the gods and Buddhas in the sky that he could think of in his heart. Once again, I suddenly found that I seemed to be able to see the fake senior brother.

To see is to be able to see, the key is that besides being able to see the fake senior brother, he can also see his own body lying on the ground!

This is the rhythm of the soul leaving the body!

Ling Duan smiled wryly, "Sure enough, I'm going to die. If I had known, I should have used the month of cultivation to eat more sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and bean curds. If I had known that it was the deadline this morning, I should have gone up to sneak up last night. ...Hmmm... Kiss the fake big brother, he has the same face anyway, and he will not lose money in this life. This time is good, money is hard to buy, I knew it earlier!"

Zhang Qishan looked around, the doors and windows were closed, he suddenly lifted the quilt, leaned out half of his body to pick up Lingduan's clothes.After finally taking off a long gown, she hurriedly put it on herself before reaching out to pat Ling Duan's face.

"Hey, wake up, the sun is drying your ass."

Strange to say, as soon as Zhang Qishan called Ling Duan, Ling Duan's soul was sucked back into his body with a "whoosh".

Ling Duan reluctantly opened his eyes, showing a hint of confusion.

Zhang Qishan leaned over to look at Lingduan who had just "woke up", pouted his mouth and rubbed his eyes in a daze, his heart softened for no reason.

"You, you, why are you taking my clothes off?" In a few seconds, Ling Duan had hundreds of thoughts in his mind, but his face still looked ignorant as if he had just woken up.

"I should ask you this! Where are my clothes?" Zhang Qishan frowned, and glanced at the long gown on his body with disgust.

"Your clothes..." Ling Duan turned his head around, but he didn't dare to look directly at Zhang Qishan. "Your clothes are all broken, you can't wear them anymore, I'll burn them for you!"

"Oh? I don't remember my clothes being so torn as to be unwearable."

"I worked so hard to drag you back. I'm almost exhausted. If you don't thank me, you are still doubting me. You are a big man. I can still treat you lightly!" Ling Duan got up from the ground, even with the momentum They all rose a lot.

Ling Duan was about to use his mouth cannon skill to fool Zhang Qishan, believing that he had absolutely no bad thoughts about Zhang Qishan, when he heard someone shouting outside the door.

"Is the fortune teller here? I'm Xie Jiu. Yesterday, my husband forgot to charge me for divination. Today, Xie came here specially to give my husband a reward."

Ling Duan looked at Zhang Qishan who was only wearing a long gown, and then at himself who was disheveled, how could he feel like being caught in bed.Bah, what a traitor, he is a pure and good young man!

"Mr. Xie, can you throw the money in from outside the wall? I made a divination for myself in the morning. It is not suitable for Qi to go out today, let alone meet guests, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster!"

Xie Jiuye knew in his heart that the fortune teller was probably avoiding him on purpose. Could it be that he had already calculated his embarrassment and didn't want to help him so he avoided it?If this is the case, it can be seen that this gentleman is indeed capable, and it is not a bad idea for me to come a few more times to invite him out of the mountain.

"Since that's the case, Xie won't bother me anymore, and I'll visit you sometime later." Xie Jiuye threw 16 silver dollars into the yard, and put some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, hazelnut cakes and other pastries at the door before turning around. leave.

【What a wonderful misunderstanding~】

Ling Duan happily retrieved the purse, and even brought back the pastries left by Master Jiu. Thinking that he had food and money now, he couldn't help but put a big smile on his face, squinting his eyes and humming Xiaoqu returned to the house.

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