Girl, please don't flirt

Ah Jiu looked longingly at Qingsheng's pretty face, with an expression of great anticipation. She gently stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it. Her lips looked sharp and angular, but they were soft when licked, but the tip of her tongue was crispy and numb. With the sweet scent of fruit wine, did this man drink before the fight?

Her comprehension is not high. For hundreds of years, she has been guarding here every day, waking up to make soup, and then going to sleep after cooking, very negative.

Right now, she doesn't understand this feeling even more. After she finished licking, she licked the corner of her lips again, feeling unsatisfied. The aroma of fruit wine lingered on the tip of her tongue. She licked the corner of her lips and wanted to stick it again.

When Yun Shen opened his eyes, Ah Jiu sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at Qingsheng in a daze, what an idiot, he wanted to sleep instead of saving someone at this time.She pushed Ah Jiu's shoulder, "If you don't save people, don't make soup, you miss spring."

It took a while for Ah Jiu to come to his senses. Looking at Qingsheng's pale and transparent cheeks, he stepped forward and pinched her cheeks, and said in a low tone, "Why don't you give her a bowl of soup, and treat her as compensation for kissing her."

Mengpo soup is usually given to ghosts to make people forget their past life memories, but it can actually save people, after all, the medicinal materials are precious.

Yun Shen thought something was wrong, so he hurriedly grabbed Ah Jiu who was about to feed the soup. Granny Meng's cultivation was not deep because she was lazy, and she was good at making soup, which was a little better than her predecessor, but Yun Shen felt strange, "Ah Jiu, what are you doing? She drank it and forgot what happened before, what should I do?"

"That's right, it's not a big deal if you forget which ghost hurt her. It's hard to explain to King Yan Luo." Ah Jiu muttered a few words, her misty eyes fell on Qingsheng's face again, and she seldom thought about it. For these problems, most of them are entangled with ghosts on weekdays. They are good at talking, but their cultivation is too shallow to save people.

Since she couldn't drink the soup, Ah Jiu went to pick up her clothes, at least to find out if she had any wounds on her body. She seemed to have some elixir from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, sprinkled on the wound, and ordered it to heal quickly.

Qingsheng has been in the underworld for more than a hundred years, most of them are dressed in black robes, hair tied with jade hairpins, and she looks like a hero in the world, but Ah Jiu knows that she is a woman, with skin as white as jade.After taking off the black robe, Ah Jiu was a little shy when he saw the cyan tunic underneath. This was the first time he had undressed for others after living for so many years.

He called Amitabha like a god in the middle of the mouth, and after peeling off his jacket, his white and round shoulders were exposed. Looking at Qingsheng again like this, he looked like a fairy whose skin was made of white jade by autumn water. Ah Jiu's eyes were rippling, and he stared blankly Then, Yun Shen knew that she was being stupid again, so he quickly pushed her, "Hurry up and find the wound, the underworld is shady and cold, and it will aggravate the injury."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ah Jiu realized that Qin Ling was still there and would see Qingsheng's body, which was probably not good. She immediately drove Yun Shen away, sealing her spiritual consciousness like those dead things.

Qingsheng's cultivation base is deep, she was injured for some reason, and she didn't wake up no matter how much she fiddled with it. After she took off the shirt and looked at the white skin, she felt her eyes hurt again. The place where I touched it was very soft and smooth, but I couldn't find her wound.She blinked her eyes, checked her breath, she was still breathing, she was wondering blankly, if a person with deep cultivation can adjust his own breath, maybe he suffered an internal injury, so he fell into a temporary coma.

She put on Qingsheng's middle clothes, put the person on the table and lay down, stretched out her hands and circled in the air, her fingertips slightly gathered some heat, and slowly surrounded Qingsheng, with a faint breath, lingering in clouds and smoke, hazy like a picture scroll.

For seriously injured people, even if she adjusts her breath, she cannot be frozen to death.Ah Jiu was so sleepy that she was going to sleep for a while after making the soup, but unfortunately she was disturbed by this person. When she woke up, she would have to seek compensation. The seeds of those peony flowers have not germinated for a hundred years. There must be a problem with the seeds, and they need to be replaced , let Qingsheng bring some back.

Human beings are like fallen leaves. After losing their vitality, it is difficult to return to their souls. Naturally, they have to go to the underworld to drink Mengpo soup, cross the Naihe bridge, and reincarnate as human beings. Naturally, evil people cannot be reincarnated, and they must go to Avici Hell to be punished.The evil spirit that Qingsheng went after escaped from Abi Hell.

When encountering several evil spirits with advanced cultivation bases, she was no match for them alone, so she returned home with serious injuries.In the eight hundred miles of Huangquan, only Meng Pozhuang can temporarily adjust her breath. She naturally wanted to come here, but she passed out because she didn't want to get started.

When she woke up, her body was slowly warming up, and Ah Jiu was lying there sleeping soundly. All the dead things in the village, including the piano, had their spiritual consciousness sealed off, and she didn't know what happened.

Qingsheng sat up, her brows and eyes still cold, she and Ah Jiu, this idiot, were also old acquaintances, she didn't expect her to be injured, this man fell asleep so soundly, and Meng Pozhuang didn't even know that someone had thrown her up.She sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and adjusted her breath.

Ah Jiu sensed some movement, and opened her eyes to see Qingsheng, who was neatly dressed, with familiar Qingjun eyebrows and eyes intruding into her eyes, her expression was serious when she was concentrating, her black hair was not messed up, her appearance was clean, and she was not stained with dust. Her eyes swiveled on Qingsheng's body, and she was reluctant to leave for a long time.

"The eyes don't hurt anymore?"

With a sudden sound, Ah Jiu jumped up from the chair in fright, remembering that he gnawed someone before going to bed, and then took off his clothes to check, his heart was inexplicably tense, and he circled around Qingsheng as if he had done something wrong, and he didn't know how to speak.

Qingsheng listened intently, and heard the slight sound of footsteps and shadows dangling in front of her eyes. She was really impatient, so she opened her eyes and looked at Ah Jiu.Ah Jiu was frightened by her and ran back, hiding behind the chair, "Qingsheng, I saved you somehow, do you want revenge?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she found that the corner of her mouth was twitching. She covered her mouth and looked at Qingsheng. This person is poisonous.

Qingsheng is originally cool, but if it shows off its face, it is like hot spring water flowing through the heart, refreshing and gentle.

Ah Jiu's eyes widened. She hadn't dared to raise her eyes to look at Qingsheng for so many years. Now she was bewildered by her and looked at her without blinking, especially the corners of Qingsheng's bright red and soft lips, which she unconsciously licked. Licking the corners of my lips felt different.

After watching too much, I realized that Qingsheng's whole body is only black and white, the outer robe is black, and the face is white, which is colder than King Yama.This kind of comparison doesn't seem right, Yan Luo Wang is vicious, and Qing Sheng is at most pure and cold, not scary.

Seeing her covering her mouth, Qingsheng was in a daze, and didn't understand her intention for a while, but Ah Jiu scolded her first: "You are poisonous..."

Look, eyes hurt.

Kiss, the mouth also hurts, not poisonous or anything, and it is very poisonous.

Qingsheng didn't even understand this silly Jiu, so she belatedly imitated her caressing the corners of her lips. Her hand was well-defined, slender and fair, and it was in stark contrast to her black robe, untainted by the secular world. attitude.She frowned slightly, Ah Jiu stared at her angrily.

She seemed to understand what happened, and was stunned for a moment, thoughtful.

Ah Jiu felt that she was at a disadvantage, and when she caught her eye, her heart tightened even more, she just felt that she was caught off guard by seeing it in her heart at a glance.To prevent Qingsheng from finding out, she hurriedly said, "I saved you, should you be grateful to me?"

"What do you want?" Qingsheng caressed her robe lightly, and sighed as if she understood her thoughts: "For more than a hundred years, has your peony sprouted?"

Ah Jiu was at a loss for words, as if she was playing with her, and wished she could step forward and scratch her calm face twice to relieve her anger.She didn't want to suffer, so she thought about it and said, "I want seeds that can be planted in the underworld."

"I can't do it. There are no flowers and leaves in Huangquan. This is something that has not changed for tens of thousands of years. If you want flowers and leaves, I will make you some fake ones." Qingsheng said quietly, looking up and down at Ah Jiu, what does this look like? Compared with the past, it is no wonder that Po Meng is said to be as ugly as an old woman.

Ah Jiu was depressed, so he had to suffer from dumbness.

I haven't seen Qingsheng for a few days, Black and White Impermanence is the most diligent ghost in the underworld, but he is not welcome, he is ugly and has a big tongue sticking out, from a one-year-old baby to a hundred-year-old old man, everyone is frightened Crying loudly, seeing Ah Jiu shouting for help.

Ah Jiu took a bowl of Mengpo soup, goodbye everyone.

Yun Shen and Ah Jiu had a temper tantrum, blaming her for closing her spiritual consciousness and not seeing the beautiful pictures, and then fled back to her mother's house, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and stayed for a few years before returning. Scolded several times.

It's no wonder that the good-tempered Ah Jiu cursed people. Since that day, her mouth hurts, and she can't speak when encountering ghosts. Black and white impermanence made fun of her.

The two words of divine scourge made Ah Jiu excited. Could it be possible that relatives will also be condemned by the divine?

Hei Wuchang put away his frightening smile, and said solemnly: "Grandma Meng's eyes don't hurt recently, but her mouth hurts instead, and you will pay for it."

Thinking of Qingsheng's soft red lips, Ah Jiu's heart was filled with shock, and she said in a low voice: "Yes, my eyes don't hurt anymore, so I can take another look at her little lady when I see her."

Black Impermanence: "..."

After Ah Jiu chose to be dumb, the ghosts in the underworld said how gorgeous they were, but after seeing Qingsheng, she suddenly felt that those were all vulgar and vulgar fans, which poisoned her eyes instead, so she chose to avoid them.

After Yun Shen came back, he retracted into the piano again. Ah Jiu was angry and chatted and teased every day. Most of the evil spirits in Meng Po's villa ran away, and the old and young, beautiful and ugly, slipped out after bypassing Po Meng. Qingsheng added a lot of errands.

Ah Jiu felt relieved, and continued to tease him when he had nothing to do, so that there were no evil spirits in the hundred miles around Meng Pozhuang.

Not long after, Black and White Wuchang sent a pot of jade dew, and it was said that it was the king of Yama.Ah Jiu wondered, when he married his daughter more than 100 years ago, he was kicked out of the house because he drank two too many drinks, how could he send Yulu here in a decent manner today.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and it cannot be accepted, maybe there is some poison in it, Ah Jiu said righteously, and solemnly refused.

Bai Wuchang snatched the jade dew, and said slowly: "If you don't want Po Meng, just forget it. A hundred years ago, King Yama married a daughter. He came back today and brought the jade dew from the heaven. When he was happy, he opened the wine store and sent it to his subordinates. I will share it with you." A pot, since you don't want it, I'll take it."

Ah Jiu secretly thought that this daughter was not filial, and she only came back once in more than 100 years. Since everyone has it, she naturally had to accept it. She hurriedly snatched Yulu from Bai Wuchang at an amazing speed. jug top.

Hei Wuchang exclaimed: "Po Meng's cultivation level has soared, and she hasn't slept recently?"

There was another burst of ridicule, Ah Jiu seemed to have never heard of it, how could he have the time to scold each other, Yulu is rare, drink more to nourish his body.

"Could it be that Ah Jiu has recently practiced dual cultivation with others?" Hei Wuchang said in surprise and endlessly.

Ah Jiu drank most of the pot of wine, shouting in his heart that this black impermanence talks a lot, even a kiss counts as double cultivation?A god is a dual-cultivator, and she is a little underworld ghost messenger, and a ghost dual-cultivation?

She was good at scolding ghosts, so she glanced at her immediately: "It's not as good as the two black and white brothers who are always entangled, and they practice both day by day, and their cultivation is improving by leaps and bounds."

The author has something to say: Today I asked the editor if the title of the article could add the word "tune".

The editor said that molesting cats is okay, but molesting people is not.

Me: Is it okay to play tricks?For example, standing in Huangquan, molesting Po Meng

The editor gave two words, no.

See, the editors think Po Meng is a human being and not a ghost.