Help, I accidentally picked up the beast

One sentence scared Po Meng almost knocked over the pot, Po Meng knelt down tremblingly, kowtowed, "I made a mistake, I dereliction of duty, I am willing to be punished."

"Then go down and take a shower." Hua Ci gave her a teasing look, with obvious meaning, and then left with Mi Xiaoxiao.

Mi Xiaoxiao didn't understand the laws of the underworld, so she was protected by Huaci, and she calmed down a lot, and asked in a low voice: "She is so old, is she incapable of saving me?"

Mi Xiaoxiao always felt that she was stupid and was blown into the river.

Hua Ci held his hand tightly, and said a few more words, "The Yin soldiers guarding the enchantment left to gamble without authorization, otherwise, this kind of thing would not have happened."

Mi Xiaoxiao nodded Ruuoruo, so that's the case, he said why there is no ghost in the enchantment today.

Huaci said again: "The underworld has always looked down on life and death. Over time, it ignores wandering souls who stray in by mistake. It is a small effort of Meng Po to save you, but it's nothing to do with me, so I don't want to pay attention to it."

Mi Xiaoxiao moved the hand grasped by Huaci's waist, wanting to feel the other's body temperature through the material of the clothes, but he willfully held it tightly and did not let go.

Hua Ci continued: "Ignoring it is a kind of dereliction of duty. How can human life be worthless, how can it be trampled on at will? If all the ghosts are so selfish, wouldn't the underworld be in chaos."

The man made a loud voice, and the warm and jade-like tone fell on the tip of Mi Xiaoxiao's heart, warming his heart softly and little by little.

Mi Xiaoxiao smiled, looked up at Huaci, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Shengjun."

After finishing speaking, the smile froze, and Huaci's clear face immediately attracted him. His face was as white as snow, and his side face was completely exposed. Xu Shi had just lost his temper, and there was a little bit of rose at the end of his eyes, picking out a beautiful arc. .

Although he looked cold, with a sense of distance that strangers should not get close to, but Mi Xiaoxiao leaned against him, with his small face upturned, he could still see the flickering worry in the man's eyes.

Huaci seems to care about him very much.

There were times when he waited at the door hungry and hungry, not knowing that something had happened to Mi Xiaoxiao, he held his knife in his hand and wondered, little mortals are never late, why haven't they come yet? ?

Just as he was thinking about whether to go to the human world to have a look, he saw Hua Ci walking over with Mi Xiaoxiao.

He ran over joyfully, and after saying goodbye to Hua, he immediately laughed and said, "Xiaoxiao, you are finally here, what shall we eat today?"

As soon as Youlaiwuhui finished asking, Huaci cast a stinging glance at him, and Youlaiwuhui shivered.

Mi Xiaoxiao was injured, so she could only apologize: "I'll take a rest first, and I'll be at—"

"Mi Xiaoxiao doesn't cook today, but wants to eat, so go to Yan Luo Palace." Hua Ci replied coldly, and walked in with Mi Xiaoxiao.

Lan Fu was in the pet shop at the moment, and Fang Tuo was shaking a spoon in his hand, which looked the same as Mi Xiaoxiao's Soul-Illumination Key, but Lan Fu could tell that it was a fake.

Fang Tuo took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Mi Yang, asking him to meet him in the grove on the outskirts of Yuanming City in the evening.

Lan Fu lifted the hem of his clothes and sat beside him, roughly guessing the whole story.

In the evening, Fang Tuo was dressed in black, went out with a spoon in his hand, and took a taxi to the outskirts of the city. Lan Fu followed him slowly, and soon saw Mi Yang.

This place is already remote, and the moonlight is very hazy tonight. Mi Yang turned on the phone's light and checked the spoon he took from Fangtuo repeatedly.

"Are you sure it's this?" Mi Yang asked suspiciously.

Fang Tuo gave him a disgusted look, and said impatiently: "Since I have taken your money, I will do things for you honestly. If you don't believe me, return it to me!"

Mi Yang stretched out his hand to avoid Fang Tuo's hand grabbing the spoon, mumbling incessantly, "It seems that he is not dead because of this thing blocking him..."

Fang Tuo's ears were sharp, and when he heard this, he opened his pupils and stared at him, and asked sharply: "Isn't dead? Who's not dead? How do you know about Xiao'er?! Could it be that you did it?!! "

Hearing the sound, Mi Yang paused his hand holding the spoon, lowered his head for a while, and the fierce light in his eyes appeared, "Fang Tuo, do you know what it means to talk too much without losing it?"

Fang Tuo felt that something was wrong, but Mi Yang had already approached with steps.

The dead branches on the soles of the feet were trampled off, the thick snow was crushed, and Mi Yang's cold eyes were filled with an inexplicable scarlet color, "Since your mission is completed, it's useless, hehehe."

"You, what do you want to do?" Fang Tuo backed away in panic, trying to turn around and run away, but he couldn't move no matter what.

Lan Fu could see clearly that there was an extra Taoist talisman on Fangtuo's back, and it was Mi Yang who had secretly glued it on just now. The soul-pressing talisman suppressed Fangtuo's soul.

Lan Fu leaned against the tree and looked at Mi Yang, feeling more and more puzzled, how could this mortal understand this kind of magic?

While thinking about it, Mi Yang slowly approached Fang Tuo, staring at him with dark eyes like knives, "What are you doing? Naturally, you have entered reincarnation early." Then, he raised his hand and hit him on the head.

Lan Fu snorted, pulled off the soul-suppressing talisman, spun Fang Tuo around, and easily dodged the palm.

Mi Yang couldn't see him, only saw Fang Tuo turning around in a circle, but Mi Yang was not an idiot, knowing that there was external help, he didn't dare to make any more entanglements, and ran wildly into the woods.

After he fled, Lan Fu finally showed his real body, with his hand still on Fang Tuo's shoulder, with a warm smile on his face, "Are you alright?"

Fang Tuo saw him dressed as an ancient scholar, and asked in astonishment, "Are you... Ning Caichen??"

Lan Fu was speechless, "Sorry, not all scholars in the world are Ning Caichen."

Fang Tuo was also frightened and talked nonsense, he patted his chest to comfort himself, suppressed his panic and said: "Yes, those who ride white horses may not all be princes, they may be Tang Seng."

Lan Fu: "..." Quite an interesting little boy.

Lan Fu took Fangtuo out of the woods, explaining that it was Mi Xiaoxiao who asked him to come. After Fang Tuo heard this, he begged him to take him to find Mi Xiaoxiao.

Lan Fu counted the time, Mi Xiaoxiao should have not come back to his soul, so he simply took Fang Tuo to the management office.

Mi Xiaoxiao was laid on the bed by Huaci for a whole day. Huaci took the ointment and carefully took off his clothes, covering only the important parts, and applied the medicine for him every two hours.

Mi Xiaoxiao blushed from embarrassment, he wanted to do it himself, but Huaci told him solemnly that this ointment cannot pass through the hands of ordinary people.

Thus, the innocent young man was deceived by Hua Ci, and he didn't even dare to touch the ointment.

Fang Tuo was not as thoughtful as Lan Fu, he rushed in without hesitation, happened to see this scene, and asked in horror, "Xiao'er, why are you hurt!!"

After asking, he snatched the ointment from Huaci's hand, put it on Mi Xiaoxiao's arm, and said, "It doesn't hurt, my sister will blow it on for you."

Mi Xiaoxiao saw that Fang Tuo was holding the ointment and nothing happened, so he knew that Hua Ci was talking nonsense, so he looked at Hua Ci's face with a dry smile.

The latter's face was blackened into the bottom of the pot, he stood up and walked out.

Fang Tuo didn't know that he had interfered with Shengjun's good business, and while taking the medicine, he babbled to Mi Xiaoxiao, explaining why he had avoided Mi Xiaoxiao recently.

It turned out that when Mi Yang saw Mi Xiaoxiao at the funeral home that day, he was sure that Mi Xiaoxiao was not dead, so he began to suspect that it was the soul key that kept him alive.

Mi Yang couldn't think of any other reasons, but he only knew one thing, he not only wanted Mi Xiaoxiao's life, but also Mi Xiaoxiao's life.

Therefore, Mi Yang was not satisfied with his longevity, so he secretly contacted Fang Tuo and asked Fang Tuo to steal the soul key for him.

Fang Tuo loves money like his life, so Mi Yang decides to buy him off with money.

Fang Tuo naturally agreed, why not give him money for nothing, he not only wanted to spend the money, but also spent it ruthlessly, so Fang Tuo went to Mi Xiaoxiao's place to secretly take pictures of the soul key, and found someone to make a fake one. .

After Mi Xiaoxiao applied the medicine for the last time, Fang Tuo helped him up, and after getting dressed, he said guiltily: "Xiao'er, hit me, I'm not ignoring you these days, but I have to act like a guilty conscience Show Mi Yang, I know Mi Yang has been staring at me."

Fang Tuo wiped away two tears, and continued: "But I still worry you, you can scold me, if you are willing—"

Mi Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, hugged him, and patted his back comfortingly.

Mi Xiaoxiao knew that Fang Tuo was protecting him in his own way, so how could he blame him.

Lan Fu reported the matter to Hua Ci, and said in a low voice: "Mi Yang is still alive now, we have no right to arrest him, but I have checked the life and death book just now, this man has a lifespan of nineteen, and he is still alive, obviously It's just using Mi Xiaoxiao's lifespan."

Huaci listened to the report and lowered his eyes in deep thought.

Lan Fu said again: "The soul-suppressing talisman is a sorcery that was born hundreds of years ago. How can Mi Yang, a mediocre mortal, know how to draw it? Lan Fu believes that there should be a helper hidden behind this person."

This is certain, if Mi Yang alone can do nothing, Hua Ci raised his hand to interrupt, "Send a few powerful Yin soldiers to follow him, and find out the person behind the scenes as soon as possible."

This matter came to an end temporarily, Mi Xiaoxiao sat up and rested for a while, then suddenly got out of bed and ran to the desk, and took a piece of rice paper.

Fang Tuo saw that he was holding a pair of scissors and didn't know what he was doing. He was a little bored, and was about to go out for a stroll, so he asked Lan Fu to thank him.

Hua Ci caught a glimpse of Fang Tuo coming, and was so annoyed that he waved his hands and left quickly.

Lan Fu smiled and shook his head, Fang Tuo ran a few steps closer, stared at Lan Fu twice, and said with a smile, "Little brother, you look so good-looking."

"It can't compare to Shengjun and Xiaoxiao." Lan Fu said modestly.

Fang Tuo blinked, bowed like the ancients saluted, and said, "Thank you little brother for saving me."

Lan Fu said again: "It's just a matter of raising your hands, don't worry about it." Thinking of something, he raised his hand to caress Fang Tuo's back, and said with concern: "I saw that you were indistinctly crushed by the Soul Suppressing Talisman just now, do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Fang Tuo shook his head, "No, I don't feel anything other than a little sinking."

The two chatted a few words casually, and said goodbye to each other.

Lan Fu took a few steps, stopped suddenly, raised his hand to touch his mouth, and said in shock: "I just mentioned the word 'I', why didn't you stutter?

He couldn't help but look at Fang Tuo more, thinking of what Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said that day that everything follows cause and effect, he couldn't help but frowned.

Hua Ci came back to the bedroom to look for Mi Xiaoxiao, Mi Xiaoxiao had just put down the scissors, and he cut a seven-petal lotus according to the shape he remembered. Mi Xiaoxiao has a set of paper-cutting skills, which was practiced in cutting window grilles when he was a child.

Seeing Hua Ci enter the door, Mi Xiaoxiao couldn't help becoming nervous, he left the desk and walked to Hua Ci's side, looked at him with almond eyes, and whispered: "Shengjun, can you extend your hand?"

Huaci did as he did.

Mi Xiaoxiao stared at the palm with clear lines, blinked her long eyelashes twice, quickly placed the cut flower in his palm, said "Thank you Shengjun for saving me", and ran out in a panic.

"Mi Xiaoxiao." Hua Ci held Xiao Hua and called him.

Mi Xiaoxiao stopped in her tracks, did not dare to turn her head, her face was extremely hot, and she let out an "ah".

Hua Ci walked up step by step, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes, and said in a calm voice: "Do you know, in the underworld, what does it mean to take the initiative to send flowers?"

Of course Mi Xiaoxiao didn't know, he just wanted to give it away.

Hua Ci didn't seem to be ready to wait for his response, but his voice was filled with a smile, "It means you like this person."

Mi Xiaoxiao's heart was shocked, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Hua Ci, and asked in a raving voice, "But that day...the Holy King also gave me away—" Mi Xiaoxiao thought of something, and hurriedly stopped his voice.

Hua Ci opened his palms again, staring at the seven-petal lotus cut out of rice paper, and replied in a very soft voice, "I know what it means, so I will send it out."