Bamboo ink fragrance in front of the court

"Doudou, when do you think I will leave this bamboo forest?" Su Mo asked in a low voice, stroking the back of a black cat.Hearing the sound, the black cat lowered its head and licked Su Moben's other hand that was dragging its chin, and meowed twice.

In the hundred years since Su Mo had a name, he has never broken a marriage.When the sun is not so strong in spring, I will hold a black cat named Doudou and sit on the Sansheng Stone to bask in the sun.The black cat was warmed by the sun and was purring comfortably.Su Mo's hand had never been warmed, and it felt cold when he brushed the tip of the black cat's nose. The black cat raised its head and sneezed a little.Su Mo was amused by its actions.

Doudou said that Su Mo imprisoned himself here, and it is not impossible to leave.

Su Mo gathered the hair on his forehead, "Then what should I do?"

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps from far to near.The black cat raised its head vigilantly, its ears pricked up, and its eyes narrowed slightly to look at the person coming.The person who came was dressed in a blue robe with a fairy air, and his brows were handsome and elegant, but his face was so solemn that he couldn't get close to him.If you look closely, it is [-]% similar to the face of the little Taoist priest a hundred years ago.

Su Mo pacified the black cat's back, hugged it and jumped off the Sansheng Stone, just blocking the path of the Taoist priest.

"Bold devil, why are you blocking my way?" Although he stared at Su Mo solemnly, he spoke with a straight voice, comparable to the voice of jade.Although his tone was harsh, Su Mo ignored it and did not move a single step.

The handsome Taoist saw that Su Mo was clean and without hostility, even if the evil spirits also planned to confiscate him, it can be seen that he was a little annoyed by this.Xing's eyes turned to the black cat, and the black cat stared at him with blue eyes at the same time.Although he didn't know what the black cat was, he was sure it was not an ordinary cat.

"Hey, Taoist. Where are you going?" Su Mo looked at him with a smile and asked.

"The capital." The Taoist didn't expect him to ask that, and spit out the simple word without revealing anything else.

Su Mo nodded to show that he knew, "What are you going to do in the capital? Are you keeping monsters?" A few days ago, people passing by here said that there are often monsters haunting the capital.

The Taoist ignored him and wanted to bypass him and continue on his way. "An undead, what do you care about so much?" After walking a few steps, he turned around, "Or do you want me to take you?"

Su Mo smiled and said he didn't dare, and followed the Taoist priest's footsteps.Although silent Taoist priests can also be aware of it.

"What are you following me for?" He stopped, turned around and asked the beautiful ghost.

Su Mo didn't answer, but instead asked, "Taoist priest, what's your name?"

The Taoist didn't expect the other party to be entangled, so he frowned slightly, "It has nothing to do with you." After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Su Mo's reaction, and walked away quickly, with a cool back.

Seeing the man answering like this, Su Mo hugged the black cat and followed behind resentfully.Unexpectedly, Naihe's temperament has changed so much after a trip, and the little Taoist priest is still cute. With this knowledge, Su Mo did not give up following the Taoist priest.

It wasn't until he got out of the trail that Su Mo realized that he had walked out of the bamboo forest.The Taoist priest just pretended not to know that there was a ghost following behind him, and started to wield his sword when he became official.It was the first time that Su Mo saw a Taoist priest with a sword, and he was very happy. Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest stopped in front of him after a circle.

"Don't follow me. If you want to die, I can fulfill you right now." The displeased Taoist put away his sword. For some reason today, the sword was very unstable when walking in the air, so he had to return to the ground.

Although Su Mo had the idea of ​​leaving this world, he dismissed the idea when he thought of the unfinished business.Scratching the back of the black cat's ear, he said without changing his smile, "Then, tell me what your name is."

"Xie Zihuan." This time the Taoist answered unambiguously, eager to let the uninterested ghost go away obediently.

"My name is Su Mo. Su who supports Su, and ink who writes ink." Only then did Xie Zihuan realize that the inexplicable ghost in front of him had red lips and white teeth. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he looked a little lazy.Chewing these two words carefully, it seems deja vu but there is no reason.

Xie Zihuan remained silent, and after walking a few steps, he found that the ghost was still following behind him.The horses on this trip were overworked. In order not to affect the trip, Xie Zihuan abandoned the horse and used his sword when there were not many people during the day.As the No.18 head disciple of the Yushan School, he was ordered by his master to go to the capital to collect the monster that disturbed people's hearts.I could go directly from Kunyu Mountain, but I went down the mountain to Yangzhou half a month ago, and it was a coincidence that I set off from Yangzhou after receiving the teacher's order and passing through Zhengzhou.Although he is a direct disciple of the sect master, Xie Zihuan is not proficient in the art of controlling the sword.When it comes to subjugating demons and eliminating demons, and being under the head of the sect, it is obviously more than enough to compare with other disciples.

After walking for a while, I found that Su Mo's breath was missing.Xie Zihuan couldn't help noticing, could it be that other Taoist priests took it?But there is no Taoist like him around here.It is even more impossible for a ghost to be brought back in the open sky. The lonely ghost who wandered outside for so long is no longer kept by the underworld. As long as he does not commit the crime of killing, the underworld will not hold him accountable.I didn't notice that there was a strong demonic aura around my body, and there was almost no possibility of being swallowed.However, if such a clean ghost is swallowed, the devourer will probably be even more powerful.Have you gone back?Xie Zihuan thought.

It was night, Xie Zihuan felt a little tired from the continuous journey, so he found a hotel to stay.

He didn't sleep deeply, Xie Zihuan opened his eyes when the wind blew the window open.The candle lights on the table immediately lit up.

"Come out." After a light snort, he saw a looming figure in front of the window, and it was only when he saw it clearly that he realized that it was the ghost in Tsing Yi that had disappeared during the day.This time I didn't see the black cat.

"Ah, I thought you were asleep." Su Mo pretended to be surprised, and he was worthy of disturbing people's dreams.

Xie Zihuan didn't take off his clothes, but went to sleep with his sword in his arms.After being stirred up by Su Mo so much, he lost sleepiness, so he sat up.Putting the sword by his side without raising his head, "If you are fast asleep, why not give you a chance."

There was a gust of wind, and Su Mo was in front of him.Su Mo bent down, and asked with a chuckle in Xie Zihuan's ear, "What do you mean... an opportunity?" The laughter pierced his bones, and his delicate face had the appearance of a ghost.

"Attack in the middle of the night, it's hard to imagine..." Su Mo interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Could it be possible that you want to try the power of this demon-suppressing sword? Or the demon-killing curse?" Su Mo didn't miss the little shock in Xie Zihuan's eyes.Although he said so, that person didn't think so.Su Mo was suddenly a little happy, sitting on the edge of the bed next to Xie Zihuan was not afraid of his righteousness.

When Su Mo sat down like this, Xie Zihuan felt something was wrong. He wanted to move away but was afraid of being discovered by the other party.He had no choice but to ask Su Mo coldly what was the matter.

"Taoist, can you burn this to me?" After speaking, he handed a hairpin to Xie Zihuan's eyes, regardless of whether the other party wanted it or not.Xie Zihuan looked at the plain hairpin and glanced at Su Mo's soft, shiny waist-length black hair, thinking that it would be good to wear it.After recovering from a little surprise, I realized that I had reached out to take the hairpin in Su Mo's hand, but unexpectedly touched his pale fingers, the fingertips were cold.Su Mo's fingertips trembled slightly, and the man's hands were quite warm, which seemed more comfortable than the sunshine in spring.

Copper hairpins cannot be burned to ashes by ordinary people.Xie Zihuan wasted three talisman papers and finally got Su Mo the hairpin.

Su Mo held the hairpin in a daze, and then seemed quite happy.Holding the hairpin, he ran towards the mirror. Su Mo, who wanted to take care of the mirror, froze in front of the mirror.Xie Zihuan could only look at his back, seeing him frozen in place, he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Su Mo came back to his senses, looked at nothingness in the mirror, turned around and said nothing.Walking a few steps to Xie Zihuan, "Taoist, please help me tie my hair." There was some expectation in the clear eyes.

Xie Zihuan couldn't refuse such a request.If it weren't for relying on the fact that he is a cultivator, the hairpin might not be able to stand up to it.It's just that Xie Zihuan took the hairpin and didn't know where to start.Su Mo's hair was as smooth as satin, Xie Zihuan felt for the first time that he was clumsy, and his soft hair would always fall down.Comb all of Su Mo's hair on the top of his head, hold the hair at the root, tie it into a bundle, and then tighten the hair tightly. Because he is afraid that he will not be able to control his strength, Xie Zihuan is not good at using force, but he forgot that the ghost in front of him will not feel the pain. of.Insert the hairpin at the root of the hair, and then wrap the tightly tightened hair on the hairpin. After three laps, tuck the end of the hair into the bun.so repeatedly.After finally tying up her hair, she found that it was exactly the same as the one on top of her head.Su Mo didn't mind the Taoist-like hairstyle, he looked refreshed and refreshed, but his pale complexion became more obvious, and he still had those picturesque eyebrows.

"Okay... alright." Rao it was the beginning of spring night, Xie Zihuan's palms were sweating.The Taoist tied the hair of the ghost, he was afraid that there would be no one before or after.

"Taoist, you look very nervous." I thought the atmosphere was not so awkward, but Xie Zihuan was inexplicably agitated when Su Mo mentioned it so much.Master said that those who cultivate the Tao must have a heart as calm as water.This time and again experience is probably the result of Master seeing that he is easily influenced by external things.

"No." He replied calmly, pretending to be calm.

Su Mo walked to the window and looked at the crooked bright moon outside without saying anything.Xie Zihuan looked at the back of the other party with some puzzlement, one ghost and one ghost were harmonious.

After a while, Su Mo asked, "Taoist priest, how about I follow you from now on?"

Xie Zihuan didn't know how to answer, he shouldn't, but he didn't know how to speak.How can things that are not of the same way be together.

Su Mo looked at him and frowned in embarrassment, and after a long moan, "Well...you see, I'm a lonely ghost, and I don't have much spiritual power. If I don't find a stronger protector, I'm afraid It’s not far away from the ashes and smoke.”

"Lonely ghosts shouldn't stay in the human world. The fact that Yushan doesn't accept you and other ghosts doesn't mean that other sects don't accept them. Furthermore, it's easy to have evil thoughts if they stay in the human world. Simple." During the conversation between the two, Xie Zihuan wished to say a few more words for the first time.

Hearing this, Su Mo extinguished the candle lamp on the table.

"If I stay by your side, wouldn't these worries disappear?" The night wind was very cool, and Su Mo was thin with the moonlight on his back.

"Different paths do not lead to the same destination." With the same cold tone, Xie Zihuan no longer looked at Su Mo.

Su Mo laughed softly, feeling a little sad. "Yes, humans and ghosts have different paths, let alone Taoists and evil ghosts." After speaking, his figure gradually faded away.

Xie Zihuan stayed up all night, and Su Mo's words before he left in his ears.

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