Daoist is beautiful and delicious

Song Yu didn't fall asleep all night, and he always felt that someone was talking to him, or there was always a dark wind blowing into the closed room.

"Brother, when are you coming back?" Song Yu nestled under the quilt, trembling, but even if he was killed, he would not beg that stinky Taoist priest.

That night, Xiaodouzi leaned against the pillar and slept soundly. Song Yu didn't sleep peacefully until dawn.

It was already evening when Song Yu woke up, and it was going to be night again, Song Yu jumped up from the bed, and said to himself, no, I, Song Yu, would not be able to live without that stinky Taoist priest, what ghosts are most afraid of, popularity, this young master can’t do it Where there are many people, ghosts dare to mess around. Isn't the place with the most people at night the Yihong Building?

Without further ado, Song Yu immediately washed and dressed, walked out of the room, and when he walked towards the gate, he didn't find the obstacles he encountered last night at all along the way.

It happened that Xiaodouzi came towards me with a food box, and said happily, "Second Young Master, you finally woke up, did you come out to look for something to eat? Xiaodouzi is ready."

"Eat, eat, young master, can I eat like this? Let's go."

"Where?"

"Yihonglou."

"But the Eldest Young Master has ordered that the Second Young Master is not allowed to go out at night, especially to Yihonglou. Second Young Master, it's getting late, why don't we go out again in the daytime tomorrow."

"Idiot, have you ever seen Yihonglou open during the day?" Song Yu made a gesture to hit Xiaodouzi on the head with a fan, and Xiaodouzi hugged his head exaggeratedly, "Oh!"

"I didn't even do my best!" Song Yu rolled his eyes.

"Hee hee, Xiaodouzi called out out of habit."

"If you don't leave, my son, go by yourself."

"Second young master, wait for me."

When Song Yu stepped out of the door with one foot, he suddenly remembered something, stopped in place, stretched out his head, looked around, and was sneaky.

"Second Young Master, what are you looking at?" Xiaodouzi asked strangely, Second Young Master was like a thief in his own home.

"Shh, keep your voice down, I'm checking to see if Nasi Li Shao is here."

"Second young master don't look, Li Shao seems to have something urgent to go out."

"Really?"

"It's true."

Hearing this, Song Yu took a reassurance, and suddenly became confident, and without bending her waist, she walked out with her head held high.

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"Young Master Song." Miss Mingyue was wearing tulle, lying on the side of the bed, shyly waiting for Song Yu.

Seeing this, Song Yu's whole body became limp, and threw Mingyue down like a hungry wolf. Looking at Mingyue's face, she suddenly remembered what Gao Qixu said that day.

"Young Master Song?" Mingyue asked strangely.

"That's it for today, I just want to drink."

Just as Song Yu was about to leave, Mingyue waved a handkerchief at him suddenly. Song Yu felt dizzy, and his form was reversed, and Mingyue threw him down.

"Mingyue, what kind of demon technique are you doing?" Song Yu asked in a daze.

"Mingyue only wants to serve the young master."

Mingyue was getting closer and closer to Song Yu, and Song Yu felt more and more dangerous, and suddenly his mind cleared up. It was not Mingyue lying on him, but a strange woman with a blue face, half of her face was completely destroyed, and even one eye was gouged out , leaving only a dark hole, Song Yu suddenly gained strength and pushed the woman away, not even having time to put on her shoes, and fled out of Yihong Building disheveled.

"Second young master?" Xiaodouzi, who was dozing off outside the door, was awakened suddenly, and vaguely saw the back of his young master running away.

Song Yu yelled all the way, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts." He ran desperately towards his house.

When he saw the servants, he asked, and learned that the Taoist priest was imprisoned in the firewood room, so he ran directly to the firewood room. When the door was opened, there was no sign of Mo Qingfeng, leaving only a bundle of ropes.

He picked up the collar of a nearby man and asked, "Where is the young Taoist priest tied here?"

"Small... I don't know the small one." The servant who was pulled by the collar stammered.

"People are here with me."

A familiar voice sounded at the door, Song Yu took a look, okay, everyone is there, including the Taoist leader, everyone looked at Song Yu with different expressions, it's over, it's over, Song Yu thought to himself.

"Bastard!" Master Song roared angrily, while Mrs. Song wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"Come on, press down to the ancestral hall." Song Ming, who was standing in front of the crowd, ordered directly.

"Yes." Li Shao came out and captured Song Yu effortlessly.

Song Family Ancestral Hall.

Song Ming picked up three sticks of incense and paid homage to the ancestors, then turned around and said, "Song Yu, do you know your mistake?"

"Brother, save me." Song Yu knelt on the ground and cried while hugging Song Ming's thigh.

"What?" Song Ming said.

"There is a ghost, there is a ghost, just lying on my body and trying to eat me!" Song Yu cried bitterly.

"This... Daoist Mo, look?" Song Ming was also frightened by Song Yu, and looked at Mo Qingfeng. Although Song Yu kidnapped Mo Qingfeng unreasonably, he was also his own younger brother, and he couldn't just leave him dead.

Mo Qingfeng stepped forward and waved his sleeves at Song Yu, who immediately passed out on the ground.

Song Ming was startled, hugged Song Yu quickly, and asked strangely, "Master Mo, what is this?"

Mo Qingfeng shook his head and said: "Young Master Song has a demonic aura left on him, and he has indeed encountered something unclean, and it may be the demon I am looking for. Now that Young Master Song is emotional, let him calm down before doing anything else." step by step plan."

Song Ming handed Song Yu to Li Shao, stood up and bowed to Mo Qingfeng, saying: "Song apologizes for my younger brother's rude behavior to Daoist Mo these days, and Daoist Mo can tell you what you need, Mou should do his best."

"No need, it's my duty to subdue demons and demons." Mo Qingfeng walked out of the ancestral hall after finishing speaking.

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Song Yu, who was sleeping soundly, was very restless, moving around and sweating profusely. At this moment, the door of the room was opened "Ji Ya", Mo Qingfeng walked in, sat on the edge of the bed directly, and covered his face with his sleeves. Gently wiped Song Yu's sweat, stretched out his hand to untie Song Yu's obscene clothes, as expected by Mo Qingfeng, the bluish-white chest was covered with blue and black scratches, lightly touched with fingers, one touch could Hearing the sound of "squeak" like barbecue, Song Yu was even more uneasy, and unconsciously grabbed his chest with one hand and groped for it. Mo Qingfeng tried hard to pull out his hand, but he couldn't break free, and was afraid that he would pull his hand too hard. Waking up with a start, she gently opened her thin lips, and Mo Qingfeng sang a beautiful singing voice, and Song Yu gradually calmed down.

She slept very comfortably that night, Song Yu stretched her waist, at this moment Xiaodouzi broke in and said in surprise: "Second Young Master, it's good to wake up, hurry up, madam told me to wake you up to have breakfast."

"Huh? Usually I don't eat breakfast, mother didn't ask me to eat it? Why today?"

"There are distinguished guests at home. The master, wife, and eldest young master are all waiting for the second young master to have breakfast with you in the left room." Xiaodouzi washed and changed Song Yu's clothes quickly.

"Oh."

Song Yu was very obedient today, sitting at the dining table in a serious manner. In fact, he didn't dare to look at it alone, for fear of offending someone. He still remembered what happened yesterday. If it wasn't for Mo Qingfeng, he would have been almost crushed I went to house-to-house training.

Mo Qingfeng was the last one to sit at the dining table. His face was rosy, and he could clearly see that there was still sweat on his forehead, and his broken hair was wet and pressed against his cheeks. His thin lips were panting slightly, and he put the sword in his hand to On the side, it should have been practiced early in the morning. He was obviously a man, but he felt a little sexy at this time. Song Yu was a little dazed when he saw it.

"Daozhang Mo, I didn't greet you very well." Song Ming poured Mo Qingfeng a cup of tea.

"No problem." Mo Qingfeng was also thirsty, and after drinking his cup of tea in one gulp, Song Yu stared blankly at Mo Qingfeng's Adam's apple sliding up and down.

Mo Qingfeng felt that someone's eyes were burning hot, put down the teacup, and his eyes disappeared again.

Song Yu didn't say a word in the morning. Although Mo Qingfeng didn't talk much, he would respond to the words of Master Song, Mrs. Song and Song Ming.