Shanhedu

"What the hell?"

, Ling Xiao frowned tightly, and led Junhe to open the door.

Fugui had already taken out a delicate gourd the size of a palm from his gray cloth pocket.

There were yin and yang gossip drawn on it, and Ling Xiao was hurriedly closed the door after he came in.

"Brother, what is a ghost?" Jun He asked Ling Xiao blankly.

"Yes..." Ling Xiao paused, "It's the same existence as us."

Jun He didn't ask carefully, he stood beside Ling Xiao obediently, and simply said "Oh".

Fugui took the white teapot and drew a huge circle on the floor of the guest room, and Jun He and the others were also enclosed in it.

The cinnabar used to write the symbol of seeking rain was dragged in the palm of the palm by Fugui, and the cinnabar was placed on the two opposite sides of the circle, and then he sat in the middle of the circle.

"Are there ghosts around us?" Ling Xiao asked him for the second time.

"It's a pity for his life. When we stopped in Shanzigou, we grabbed the fairy beside you who was stained with immortality."

"Fate ghost?"

"Exactly."

Ling Xiao looked down at Junhe, and Junhe also raised his head to meet his eyes.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the circle, Fugui closed his eyes and chanted mantras as if he was praying for rain that day, his brows condensed into the word Chuan.

When Ling Xiao was learning Yishu from his master in his own school, he heard his master say a few words, saying that the most common people in this world are lonely ghosts and wild ghosts.

One's life is short, and those who live will not dislike the joy of life, but when they die, they will drag others to mourn with him.

The second is to be humiliated and wronged, and to die with hatred, all because the world is impermanent, and justice cannot stop the powerful.

Listening to the rare sounds read from Fugui's mouth, Ling Xiao understood a thing or two.

It's like his master is in the back mountain to save the souls of the elders who are driving westward.

The time spent in catching ghosts this time is no more than praying for rain, and the work is over in a stick of incense.

After Fugui finished chanting the mantra, the small gourd placed by his lap rose into the air and swirled directly above Fugui Yintang.

Jun He, who was standing on the sidelines watching, opened his mouth wide, and his clear eyes were full of surprise.

Shaking the hand held by Ling Xiao, he asked, "Brother, it still glows."

Today, Ling Xiao, who has a mortal body with naked eyes, still can't see the light that Jun He said, only the gourd hanging under the beam of the house.

"Open." Fugui ordered.

The "immortal" gourd above opened its mouth, and all three people in the room could hear the roar of a wild animal.

Jun He raised his delicate handsome eyebrows, turned around and plunged into Ling Xiao's chest, and the man raised his arms to hug him tightly.

The roar disappeared, and the lid of the gourd closed itself again. Ling Xiao hugged Junhe and saw the gourd slowly fall back into Fugui's hands, and he stood up from the ground.

"It's all right."

Fugui put the gourd on the table, picked up the teapot and poured tea for himself.

In order to draw a circle just now, there was only a little water in the pot, and some tea dregs slipped into the small porcelain cup.

Fugui raised his head and finished drinking nonchalantly, and then looked at the painting on the outside of the teapot.

Jun He sat next to him, stretched his head and looked left and right at the rich "fairy" gourd, very curious.

Fugui glanced at Junhe tenderly, with the faint scent of bluegrass wafting from the tip of his nose, he took the gourd and put it in front of his eyes.

"Take it and play."

Jun He was overwhelmed by flattery, staring at the baby, not daring to do anything, and said without a teacher.

"I won't let him out."

Fugui took the gourd and stuffed it directly into Jun He's hands for him to hold.

"Without my password, the gourd will not open, don't worry."

"Woo!" Jun He finally held the gadget in his hand with confidence, and played with it with his head down and a smile on his face.

Ling Xiao sat beside him, watched Jun He not speak, and reminded him.

"Junhe, Fugui gave you the gourd to play with, what should we say to him?"

Only then did Jun He, who was buried in his head, look at Ling Xiao, his round eyes fixed, and then he turned his head.

"Thank you."

She has a small face and a soft voice.

Ling Xiao nodded in satisfaction, and Jun He turned to look at him as if he wanted to ask for a compliment.

"Jun He is very good."

He smoothed out the fine gray hairs on both sides of Little Lancao Jing's forehead.

"whee."

Fugui sitting on the side seemed to be separated from them by an invisible barrier.

These two people didn't take him seriously at all, or didn't realize at all, how intimate are their behaviors now?

Fugui looked at Junhe's jade beads that had fallen into the tail of his pigtail, and his thoughts drifted to the sky.

There was harmony, and suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

A native sonorous voice "rushed" in through the door, "Eat, eat!!"

Before Ling Xiao came out of the mountain, he found a sheepskin drawing from Xinu Mountain to Dongshan Jingyun in his library.

Along the way, the more east you go, the more prosperous you are, and the waterway has to travel thousands of miles away to pass.

They are now at the Yuqing Ferry. The Yuqing River is just a tributary of a long stream, and it is not enough to support them to go east by boat. It is not as fast as riding a horse.

Together with Tushengqingshui, a total of five people found a table in a hidden corner to eat, and the waiter first served a plate of fish.

A few days ago, there was a severe drought, and the Yuqing River almost stopped flowing.

Thanks to the heavy rain that lasted for two days and two nights, the fish in Yuqing River became fatter.

"Just looking at the clothes of the guest officers, you can tell that you are foreigners. Try the herring at our ferry. It's delicious!" The waiter who served them said with a smile.

"Well, serve us a few more hard dishes. Is there any steamed buns? Bring me a big plate of steamed buns!" The local gangster ordered him angrily.

"Oh, okay, please wait objectively, and I will serve you the small ones."

The waiter quickly ran to the back kitchen.

Ling Xiao, who licked the fish with chopsticks, paused the corner of his mouth, and then silently picked a thorn in the fish.

The fish was sent to Jun Hezui next to him, "Open your mouth."

Jun He, who couldn't put it down while playing with the gourd, pointed at the patterns on the gourd with his finger, so naturally he didn't hear Ling Xiao calling him.

The people at the table, Tusheng was busy eating the shredded green onion from the herring, Qingshui played with a chopstick in a lack of interest, Fugui closed his eyes and didn't know what to do.

Ling Xiao called Xiaolancaojing again in a soft voice, "Jun He, it's time to eat."

"Wow."

Little Lancao Jing raised her head and saw the fish next to her mouth open its mouth naturally, and ate the fish into her mouth in one gulp.

Ling Xiao held the chopsticks to pick up the second piece.

Slanting towards them, Qing Shui smiled at the two of them with narrow peach blossom eyes.

"In my opinion, Ling Xiao, you just found yourself a doll belt."

Ling Xiao also showed a very small smile when he heard the words, and turned his head to look at Jun He who was eating fish in a doting tone.

"Well, maybe."

The soured Qing Shui felt goosebumps all over his body, he shook his shoulders and lowered his head to eat the tasteless fish to him.

The shop waiter with quick legs and feet quickly brought out several dishes, and when the roast chicken came up, they couldn't sit still.

Tusheng was about to grab the fat roast chicken, Qingshui was separated from him by a rich man, he quickly slapped it with a fan, Tusheng screamed and retracted his hand.

He yelled at Qing Shui with a sullen expression on his face, "Sao Fox! You're messing with me again!"

Qing Shui snorted and began to reprimand him kindly.

"The pig's head is the one that eats the most. You eat it all day long. Now you have to eat this meat all by yourself. Do you want to pay for this roast chicken?"

"I..."

"I want to eat good food without silver taels, but my mouth is wide open but my pockets are quite small.

We are all relying on Ling Xiao's money bag for food and shelter now, how can you have the nerve to swallow things bought with money by yourself?

It's really stinky and shameless. "

Shimizu finally returned the title to Tusheng.

"I! Who, who said I'm going to take it all?! I just took it and took a look..."

Tusheng defended feebly, his voice getting higher and higher.

Ling Xiao, who was involved, only felt that if they continued like this, it would be too eye-catching.

He put down his chopsticks to persuade the two of them to stop their quarrel, but he didn't expect that the two enemies, Qingshui and Tusheng, would not end their quarrel.

Junhe and Fugui, who had nothing to do, listened to the voices of the three people around them, and moved in unison to eat the fish.

In the blink of an eye, Jun He suddenly threw the chopsticks on the table.

"Ha... Ka..."

With difficulty, he slapped Ling Xiao who was still trying to persuade him to stop.

Qing Shui stopped talking when he saw Jun He pinching his neck, and Ling Xiao had already looked at Jun He.

"It's a fishbone."

Ling Xiao stood up and went to look for the waiter.

Jun He hugged his neck and couldn't speak, Jun's face was wrinkled, and his beautiful eyes squeezed tears from the pain in his throat.

Ling Xiao was busy looking for someone to ask for vinegar, and Qing Shui had already stood behind Jun He and patted him on the back.

Tu Sheng was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, so Fu Gui took out a porcelain bottle from his cloth bag.

Lie down on the table and squeeze a black pill into Jun He's mouth.

Not long after, Xiaolancao Jing returned to normal.

Ling Xiao sat down and pinched his cheeks, the fishbone had long since disappeared.

Qing Shui tore a chicken leg and handed it to Fugui devoutly, asking him repeatedly.

"Immortal, is there any elixir of life?"

Fugui nodded and shook his head, "It's hard to say."

……

After the meal, at night, the waiter brought hot water for the guests to take a bath.

Ling Xiao closed the door and asked Jun He to take off his clothes.

Qingshui from the other room went out with Fugui, and ran into Tusheng squatting under the wall at the door of the inn.

The two friends looked at each other, and said in unison as soon as they opened their mouths: "Smelly shameless."

After finishing speaking, they were all stunned for a while, and then said in unison: "I/I want to earn money."

When Fu Gui was taken out by Qing Shui, he said that he wanted to take him to have fun, and only asked when he heard the conversation between the two.

"What are you going to do?"