My daughter-in-law always wants to bury me

I saw Zhui Yan, dressed in red, walking down from the attic, still with the same old face, extremely beautiful.

Fengying put away the short blade unwillingly, and then heard Zhuiyan say to Song Yuchu: "Follow me."

Fengying didn't follow her, but when Song Yuchu passed by her, she warned him in a low voice: "If you dare to touch my master, I will never let you go out alive."

Song Yuchu didn't seem to hear it, his eyes were all on Suci's face in his arms.

At the top of Zuixian Tower is a secret room. Although you can see the outside, it is surrounded by a powerful barrier. When Song Yuchu walked in, he obviously felt oppressed, as if something was pulling him away little by little. Spiritual power.

Zhuiyan walked to the bed, tied the curtains to the bedposts, and signaled Song Yuchu to put him down: "You have become enchanted now, although it is not thorough enough, but this enchantment may still make you feel uncomfortable, if you can't hold it If so, please give me the long speech first!"

Song Yuchu looked at Su Ci on the bed, and finally shook his head: "I'll just wait here."

Zhui Yan didn't say anything else, turned around and walked to a cabinet, knocked on one of the vases with the fan in her hand, and the cabinet in front of her slowly opened like a door.

Zhui Yan: "Wait a while, I'll go get some herbs."

Song Yuchu: "But you haven't seen why he is so lethargic, why..."

Since she came in just now, she didn't even take a look at Suci, why did she just grab the medicine?Even if it's a miracle doctor, it's impossible for him to know the future!

Zhui Yan slowly turned his head to the side and said to him: "Don't look, he is not suffering from a disease, nor is he a poisonous Gu, it's just... the time limit is coming."

"Time limit?" Song Yuchu frowned slightly, not knowing what Zhuiyan meant, what does it mean that the time limit is coming?

A trace of surprise could not help flashing in Zhui Yan's eyes: "Didn't he tell you?"

But thinking about it carefully, Su Ci didn't tell him, that's also reasonable.

Song Yuchu shook his head, looked at Su Ci, and told him?Suci seems to have never told him anything about himself, and he has never asked about it. Even though the current self has previous memories, what happened in the hundreds of years of his reincarnation, Suci And how do you spend your days?He didn't know anything.

Zhui Yan: "I'll go get the medicine first, and you wait here."

After a while, Zhui Yan came out with a bowl of soup, and then handed the soup to Song Yuchu: "Drink this medicine."

"Eh?" Song Yuchu froze for a moment, but didn't react.

Zhuiyan: "You heard me right, I let you drink."

Song Yuchu: "But why..."

Zhuiyan: "Let's talk after drinking."

Although he didn't understand, Song Yuchu still obediently followed suit. Unexpectedly, after drinking a bowl of soup, the spiritual power in his body was a bit strange, and Song Yuchu turned into a woman in a blink of an eye.

He touched his chest in surprise, softly and subtly: "You, what about me?"

Zhuiyan was not in a hurry and dissatisfied, opened the folding fan in his hand and smiled: "I said before, Suci is not a disease, nor is it a poisonous poison, so naturally there is no need for medicine, it's just... looking at you two men, I always It's involuntary..." Zhui Yan said with a chuckle and said: "I have to temporarily turn you into a girl's house, so as not to disturb me when I reshape his physical body."

This man really has strange hobbies as always.

Song Yuchu skipped this paragraph with some helplessness, and put it behind her, it's still important to say goodbye right now.

He looked at Suci, and then said to Zuiyan: "What do you mean by reshaping his physical body?"

Zhuiyan swept the fan over Su Ci unhurriedly, and the powder emitting a faint red light fell on him. She recited the mantra, then walked to the table beside her, and put the round hollow incense burner After igniting it, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I shouldn't have told you this, but...it might be more interesting if I told you."

"Suci and I are old friends, so just treat him as a gift from you." Zhuyan smiled, and then said: "Back when Immortal Li Chen was in charge of the Three Realms, he went to the human world to look for you. He didn't have a physical body, so I asked me to make a physical body for him, but this physical body has a time limit, and that time limit should have arrived long ago. Otherwise, why do you think that Li Chen, who is in charge of the fairy world, is weaker than you? a bit?"

As Zhuiyan said, she raised her hand and turned the fan like this, and a plum blossom appeared on the other hand, ready to bloom.

She inserted plum blossoms into the mouth of a slender white jade bottle, and fanned it to such a yao, the lace slowly bloomed, carrying a faint fragrance of winter.

"Although it was rumored that he thought that a great war had caused the separation of the human soul, but in fact, the body at that time was no longer usable, and it was time for him to return to the fairy world, but he said that he still had unfinished business, I want to help him make a new body."

Song Yuchu: "So you told him, the holy spirit medicine method?"

Zhuiyan turned around and sat on the chair, and smiled lightly: "Yes, after all, this body needs to be exchanged for human life, and it is not so easy to get it. It just happened that when I was betting with someone, I found out that the Holy Spirit The medicine is coming."

Song Yuchu: "Since I can return his soul to his body again, why is it so?"

Although this is the case, according to common sense, if the two of them are together, as long as they are not separated for a long time, such a situation will not happen.

Zhuiyan couldn't help feeling a little bit puzzled, and after thinking for a while, he said to Song Yuchu: "Have you ever been separated from him?"

Song Yuchu thought for a while, but couldn't help feeling a little guilty: "I did live apart from him for a while, about three years."

But why did they meet again, and the two of them did have the reality of dual cultivation, and this happened suddenly, which is really against common sense.

Zhuiyan pondered for a moment, and felt that this matter was strange. She looked at Su Ci on the bed, got up and walked to him, closed the fan in her hand, held the lower end of the fan and gently pushed it, a finger-long spike Then it popped out from above the fan.

Song Yuchu watched Zhuiyan reach out to Suci, and immediately stopped her: "What are you doing?"

Zhuiyan watched him grab her wrist, smiled softly, and her cold voice echoed in the secret room: "Why are you so nervous?"

Fengying, who came in to deliver the tea, saw this scene before her, she drew out her dagger and pointed at Song Yuchu, saying, "What do you want to do? Let go of my master."

The tea bowl was broken to the ground, and Zhuiyan withdrew his hand, and said to Fengying: "I'm fine, Ah Ying, don't be so nervous, the tea is spilled, you can make another pot for me, remember to add more Add some herbs to relieve fatigue."

Fengying wanted to say something else, but finally she replied sullenly: "Yes."

After Fengying went out, Zhuiyan explained to Song Yuchu again: "Suci and I have been friends for hundreds of years anyway, so I won't harm him, but in his current situation, I have to take some of his blood."

Seeing that Song Yuchu was relieved, Zhuiyan took a few drops of blood from Su Ci's fingertips.

Zhuiyan: "It's getting late today, let's rest first! Because it's a secret technique, it will take a few hours."

Song Yuchu nodded, and before going out, Zhuiyan turned his head to him and said, "Now, your xinxing doesn't seem to be the same as before."

These words meant something, and Song Yuchu knew what it meant, if he stayed by Suci's side now, he could protect him, and he could also harm him.

He looked at Suci, and said to Zhuyan in a low voice: "Is there any way, even if I'm gone, can he be safe and sound?"

Zhuiyan looked at him silently, closed the door and went out without saying anything.

Even if there is a way, I'm afraid it won't be as people wish...

Zhuiyan returned to her room, and saw Fengying sitting on the floor, with a pot of brewed tea and a plate of cakes that couldn't talk about color and fragrance on the table in front of her.

Fengying: "Master."

Zhuiyan bent the corner of her mouth, twirled the folding fan in her hand, and walked towards her: "How many times have I told you, Ah Ying doesn't need to call me that, Zhuiyan, or Yan'er, wouldn't it sound nice?"

Feng Ying: "But..."

Zhuiyan sat down in front of her, propped her chin on the back of her hand, raised her eyes and said to her: "What? Could it be, because you think... my name doesn't sound good?"

Fengying: "No, it's not..."

Seeing Fengying's flustered look, Zhuiyan smiled happily. He looked at the pink pastry on the plate, which seemed to be shaped like a flower, and seemed to have just made a few edges randomly.

Zhuiyan picked up a piece and looked at it: "You made this?"

Feng Ying just maintained her usual appearance, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "It's my first time doing it, and it's not good."

The hair on the forehead blocked half of her face, but Zhuiyan could still see a trace of tension in her calm lake-like eyes, looked at the not-so-good-looking pastry in her hand, and nodded seriously: "Well, indeed It’s because it’s not done well, and I can’t even see what it looks like.”

When Zhuiyan said this, she did not forget to look at Fengying's reaction from the corner of her eye. Although there was no change on Fengying's face, her eyes flickered imperceptibly, and her hands clenched slightly unconsciously.

Then I heard her say: "...don't eat it." Feng Ying stretched out her hand to snatch the pastry from Zhui Yan's hand.

Who knows that Zhuiyan was one step faster than her, and turned around with the plate of pastries: "Didn't you say it was for me? There is no reason to take back something given as a gift?"

Fengying: "This is the first time I make it, and I haven't tasted what it tastes like. If it makes you eat up your stomach, what should I do?"

Feng Ying, who desperately wanted to grab the pastry back, went to grab it without saying a word, but Zhui Yan dodged every move.

"Stop making trouble, give it to me quickly." Fengying was in a hurry, and for a moment, she couldn't care about her status as master and servant, and rushed towards Zuiyan.

Both of them fell to the ground, Fengying's cakes rolled all over the floor, Zhuiyan was stunned, looked at Fengying, still holding one in his hand, then reacted, and immediately stuffed the whole cake into his mouth.

Feng Ying looked at her anxiously: "Why are you so ugly?"

Zhuiyan held the piece of pastry in his mouth and didn't have time to chew it, but he also hesitated and refused to admit defeat: "Give it to me, it's mine, I still can't eat it?"

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