Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

This is the first time Si Nian has experienced this feeling of being sought after by others.

He was surrounded by the crowd, crowded and protected, and the complicated voices were endless.

However, just seven days ago, these same people kept insulting him and throwing stones at him.

This kind of contrast was too wonderful, and it also made him feel sick for no reason, and he didn't feel half happy.

Si Nian pushed through the crowd and wanted to rush to the inn, but Butou Li came over and stopped him.

It can be seen that he was a little embarrassed to speak, and tightened his five fingers on the handle of the knife: "Well, what should we do with the corpse? It won't become like that again, right?"

He also said, "Thank you so much this time."

Li Butou's attitude suddenly became gentle, and Si Nian gave him a strange look.

Thinking that it might be because of the effect of the talisman paper, he was relieved: "Burn it directly."

In fact, the change in Li Butou's attitude towards Si Nian is not only the effect of the talisman on his wife.

Another big reason is that his ineffective handling of the case put Si Nian in trouble, which made him feel self-blame and embarrassed.

When he turned to leave, Catcher Li stuffed a few pieces of silver into Si Nian's hand, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

His life is limited, and it is considered his best to be able to come up with this sum of money.

Li Butou does not have the burden of being an official. If he made a mistake, he was wrong, and he had to apologize.

Si Nian looked at his back, and the temperature in his hands gradually faded.

He raised his eyebrows, put the silver in his arms and strode away.

When we returned to the inn, the blockade had been lifted, and Xiaoer was also taken away.

The shopkeeper squatted at the door with a dazed expression, both happy and sad.

He didn't know how to get along with Xiao Er for many years, who had always been honest and honest, so why did he do the murder business?

This is the sin of having to fry in oil after death, skinning and cramping!

The guests gathered in the lobby in twos and threes with their bags, discussing when to leave.

When Si Nian entered, he ignored the gazes of these people on him.

He walked up to the second floor in three steps at a time, and knocked on the door of No. [-] room in Xuanzi.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was silence.

However, the door of the next room was pushed open at this moment, and a pretty little girl stuck out her head: "Are you here to find Mr. Di?"

His surname is Di?

Si Nian hummed: "What about others?"

Jarrow pursed his lips: "Let's go, I just knocked on the door, but nothing happened."

He muttered in a low voice: "Tsk, I wanted to ask him where he was going, whether it was on the way..."

gone?

Si Nian thinks that the figure seen from behind in front of the Yamen cannot be that Di.

Because the inn hadn't lifted the blockade at that time, so this person had only left not long ago?

He pursed his lips tightly, and left as he left, but it was just a similar figure from the back, so he was mistaken.

Seeing that Si Nian turned around and was about to leave, Ya Luo suddenly stopped him: "I heard what happened today, I didn't expect you to have real skills!"

It is really a great ability to bring a corpse back to life!

"So you also went to Wuyue Villa?"

It must be for this matter that I have come all the way to catch ghosts.

Si Nian turned around and folded his arms: "Why, what do you want to say?"

Seeing him squinting and staring at him made Jarrall feel extremely uncomfortable.

But at least they are brave enough and thick-skinned: "I'll go there too, let's go on the road together, so we can take care of each other!"

There is another day on the mountain road, she is a girl's house, although she has some three-legged skills, she is still not at ease.

Si young said 'huh': "Are you sure you are taking care of each other, rather than me being a burden?"

Is it so straightforward?

Just as Yaluo wanted to make an excuse, Si Nian pushed him back: "In the wilderness, you are not afraid of what I will do to you?"

I thought that if the little girl wasn't afraid, at least she would hesitate.

Unexpectedly, she saw her frowning, showing a disgusted expression.

When he thought the Taoist priest was molesting him, Ya Luo was really angry and disgusted.

But the more he observed his behavior and words later, Jarrow only had a blatant dislike for him.

This is clearly a stinky Taoist priest who can only play tricks.

She has a bad temper and a bad expression. If she hadn't really had some skills, she wouldn't have followed him!

Si Nian's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't believe it.

This person begged him, but despised him?What's wrong with this!

He lost his face, turned around and left, Jarrow saw that something was wrong.

He quickly ran into the house and took out the already packed luggage, rushed out the door and followed behind.

She leaned close to him, explaining out loud: "Hey, that's not what I meant, I don't believe you!"

The gilt tassels flickered under the sunlight, "Although you are not a gentleman, you are not a villain either. Don't belittle yourself."

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They left the inn around noon, and walked into the mid-mountain forest in the evening.

The birds in the bush fluttered their wings and flew out of the mid-mountain forest in a circle.

Night fell.

A dense fog began to rise in the depths of the woods, and the misty pure white smoke made the road ahead blurred and mysterious.

Si Nian frowned, if they rushed in rashly, they would definitely get lost in it.

But if you stop, you will delay your journey for one night... If you knew it earlier, you would not have chosen this shortcut.

Jarrow saw his hesitation, squatted down and spread the burden on the ground, and frantically found a disc-shaped object.

She handed it to Si Nian: "Here, the compass for guiding the way."

The expression like offering a treasure seems to say: Look, I still have some use!

Si Nian glanced at her and took over the dusty compass.

It seems that this little girl's going to Wuyue Villa is really not just for fun, she is prepared.

Si Nian adjusted the needle point and said, "Go and light another torch."

Yaluo, who was called at will, let out an 'oh', curled his lips and walked aside, and lit the torch with a torch.

Then he held one in each hand, and his movements looked like a special man.

Si Nian held the bundle in one hand and the compass in the other. It looked much more relaxed than Yarrow holding the torch in both hands.

Yaluo spat behind him quietly, and followed him quickly.

With the help of two torches, the surrounding area brightened up.

The strangely shaped branches on both sides of the path also appeared in front of the two of them, casting crazy and chaotic shadows on the ground.

Ya Luo shivered for a moment, and then moved closer to Si Nian.

She asked in a low voice: "Hey, tell me, are there many lonely ghosts here?"

The yin here is so heavy, she feels cold, there must be something unclean!

Si Nian didn't look at her, but the sarcasm in his mouth didn't fall.

"Hey, didn't you go to catch ghosts? Are you afraid?"

Ya Luo thought to himself, why is this person so bad, he insists on taking advantage of his mouth before giving up.

So he snorted out his breath: "I just became a teacher too, I don't believe you haven't been afraid of ghosts since you were a child!"

She had thought that Si Nian would immediately retaliate, but he didn't expect him to say nothing.

Yaluo poked her head to see the expression on his face, but the fog grew thicker as she walked in, and she couldn't see his face clearly.

She didn't know what horrible picture she thought of, and her voice became a little trembling.

"Well, Ling Xiaozi, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you talk?"

What answered her was a cold wind, and the surroundings seemed to be so quiet that only the sound of her own footsteps remained.

Ya Luo was about to cry, and he didn't dare to pull the corner of Sinian's clothes: "You are talking... ah..."

Sinian couldn't bear it and yelled, "Shut up!"

"Alas."

Ya Luo felt relieved after being fiercely attacked. She thought that the people around her had been taken over by some kind of monster, and almost scared her to death!

Si Nian didn't talk back to her just because she hit his sore spot accurately.

He was very afraid of ghosts when he was a child, he was so scared to death.

Otherwise, he would not have done the thing of running away, and abandoned that person.

So, talk about how much you care about that person.

It's not like seeing him kneeling on the ground dripping wet, letting him die alone in the fire.

Si Nian took a deep breath, sadly thinking that such things should not be thought about too much.

If you think about it too much, your chest hurts, like a needle stick, which is not very good for your health.

So how did he overcome this fear later on?

There was a chill at the end of his long and narrow eyes, and Si Nian felt that it was indeed Wuweizi's credit.

Only he can cruelly imprison a child who does not know any spells in a ghost lock formation, be attacked by a hundred ghosts, and bear the pain of his skin.

When he came out of the ghost lock formation, Si Nian had turned into a skeleton with human skin on it.

His eyes were red and he roared like a beast.

If they want to eat him, then he must be more cruel and terrifying than them.

Wuweizi probably didn't expect that he could come out alive.

Si Nian will always remember his expression at that time, surprised, admiring and regretting that he didn't kill him.

Destroy and then stand, put death in the afterlife.

Now Si Nian is no longer afraid of ghosts, only disgust.

And the endless hatred implicated from Wuweizi.

In his eyes, how can there be any distinction between good and evil in these things?

There was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, as long as it was a ghost, it would be better if he disappeared.

The cold wind suddenly became fierce, and it hurt people's faces.

The fire on the torch was blown out at once, and the remaining white smoke and thick fog fused together.

Jarrow let out a short scream in a high-pitched voice, and there was no more movement.

Si Nian called out symbolically, and left her alone if she didn't get a response.

His reaction was already very fast, when the gust of wind hit, he just pulled out the Seven Star Sword and blocked it in front of his chest.

When he missed a hit, the wind around him slashed at him like a madman.

The Taoist robe on his body was quickly cut into pieces, and the skin inside began to ooze blood, which looked very tragic.

Si Nian turned around and coughed, he quickly touched his neck, the palm of his hand felt warm and sticky.

There was a cut in his neck, and if he had been slower, his head would have been severed.

The fingertips holding the sword twitched lightly, and his eyes were covered with ice.

It is this kind of disadvantage that the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light!

The four talisman papers flew out from between the five fingers, and ignited in mid-air, exuding scorching heat.

The surrounding air froze for a moment, taking advantage of this gap, Si Nian quickly took out the porcelain bottle and wiped a drop of blood on the center of his eyebrows!

In the thick fog, a mass of blackness heavier than the surrounding area appeared, gradually forming the shape of a person.

Si Nian narrowed his eyes, reversed the sword, and stabbed towards the shadow!

The tip of the sword glowed with a cold light, and it broke through the wind, forming a momentum like a broken bamboo.

Getting closer and closer to the shadow, Si Nian's eyes showed a ruthless intent.

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"Si Nian."

Si Nian, Si Nian, Si Nian...

The familiar voice, the familiar tone, contained exactly the same tenderness as back then.

It's like honey that soothes people's hearts, making people addicted to food and addicted to it like crazy.

Si Nian's pupils suddenly dilated, creating a stormy sea in his pupils!

It was too late for him to retract the sword, so he could only shift the direction, and the blade immediately pierced into the tree trunk next to the man.

Broken sawdust splashed down with a harsh cracking sound.

The internal force that has not been withdrawn poured into the meridian, and the blood rolled in it.

Si Nian broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and pressed his pale lips tightly together.

He didn't even pull back the sword stuck in the tree trunk, and rushed to the man alone.

A thin and eager trill came out of his throat: "Ah, Ah Shou?"

The sound of "A Shou" seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it contained years of pain and longing.

It made him cry out and at the same time bear the pain in his heart, he didn't realize how careful he was now.

Si Nian wanted to touch him and take a look at him, so he frantically took out a fire pocket.

From the subtle light of the fire, he looked at him carefully.

There was a soft halo on the handsome face, and the long eyelashes trembled under the firelight.

He saw the corners of his mouth curled up, smiling like a spring flower: "Sinian, it's me."

Yes, it's you.

Si Nian stretched out his fingers to touch the end of his delicate eyebrows, tears almost welling up in his eyes.

He choked up and murmured, "Ah Shou, you don't know how much I miss you."

"I lied to myself to forget that time, but as long as I close my eyes, it will be you..."

"I can't lie to myself."

His eyes were tightly locked between his facial features, almost greedily sizing up.

The touch under the fingertips is delicate and smooth, but also slightly cool.

The man turned his head slightly, with a pity on his face, he said: "Si Nian, you have worked hard, and I will always be with you in the future."

The man who was comforted by the gentle voice gritted his teeth, his expression became painful: "Ah Shou, you lied to me."

"Ten years ago, you broke your promise and left me to live alone..."

You will never know how painful my life is.

He sighed, so: "Am I more cruel, or are you more cruel?"

One liar, two liars, both are lying to themselves.

The man's voice became a little flustered, and his brows were slightly knit together.

Sad expression: "Si Nian...don't you want to be with me?"

Si Nian pressed his fingers between his brows, trying to smooth it out: "How could it be?"

"I've always dreamed of being with you, always."

Finally, the fingers landed on his eyelids, feeling the rolling of the eyes.

What beautiful eyes, dark and bright, focused and affectionate when looking at him.

But Si Nian stepped up his efforts, with a little cruelty: "But, why don't you have red and black pupils?"

The man stopped smiling suddenly, and his expression became lifeless: "Sinian, what do you mean?"

The man forced a dull laugh from his throat, looking sad and weird in the silent woods.

His other hand had already sucked back the Seven Star Sword, and the hand holding the hilt had frightening veins.

He said, "You shouldn't, you shouldn't pretend to be him to lie to me."

Fingers sank into his eye sockets, without any pity: "He is indeed the person I miss the most in my heart..."

"But you don't know that he is already dead, and you don't know that he is Chixuan Shuangtong."

"You are not him!"

Its performance was too clumsy for Si Nian to continue to transfer his emotions to it.

So it was decided to end the show.

The monster in front of him hissed, the camouflage around him began to be pulled and torn, and his pretty eyebrows became hideous.

The cold air around him could no longer be suppressed, and finally his whole body turned into a thick mist, trying to escape from Si Nian's palm.

The ghosts formed by the gloomy atmosphere in the forest, their strength should not be underestimated.

But since Si Nian has opened his eyes, there is nowhere for him to hide.

The Big Dipper on the Seven Star Sword shone brightly, allowing Si Nian to see things in the dark.

He touched the ground with his toes, leaped up with his arms outstretched, and suddenly slashed his sword into the void!

There was another shrill scream, and the ghost was full of despair and resentment: "You were the ones who broke into my forest first!"

Si Nian was too lazy to talk nonsense with it, he just wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible, and the moves in his hand became more and more fierce.

A red light gradually appeared in his eyes, and the burning sensation from the center of his brows constantly bewitched him to kill, and the surrounding trees fell to the ground one by one!

Already foreseeing his own ending, the ghosts stopped hiding, and Jie Jie Jie's laughter penetrated the night sky.

"He deserves to die, he deserves to leave you alone, hahahahaha!"

The taunt with pity is the most vicious.

Si Nian roared angrily, pierced the cloud of mist with a sword, and watched it disintegrate and dissipate indifferently.

Only he himself knows how much he hates because of that last sentence.

Today, one or two poked hard at his sore spots!

The white mist and shadows in the woods quickly faded and disappeared as the ghosts dissipated.

Si Nian looked up and found that the sky had already broken dawn, and the first ray of sunlight fell on him

The experience just now was only a quarter of an hour for him, but is it already dawn now?

It wasn't until he felt the temperature on his skin that he realized that his current attire was worse than that of a beggar.

Ragged clothes, what should be exposed and what should not be exposed are all exposed to the sun.

Suddenly there was continuous screaming from behind, Yaluo covered his eyes and shouted: "Ahhh, you are shameless!"

Si Nian twitched the corners of his mouth, pulled the rags from his clothes, and temporarily covered the parts that shouldn't be exposed.

Most of them ordered angrily, "Shut up!"

Jarrow snorted twice in disbelief.

Si Nian tried to change the subject and asked her, "Where did you go just now?"

"I've been here all the time!"

"Oh, all the time? It's already dawn!"

Ya Luo widened his eyes and looked up at the sky: "Yes, yes, why did it dawn all of a sudden?"

As if he came back to his senses suddenly, Ya Luo ran over and saw his exposed long and thin wound, where some blood had not clotted.

"My God! What the hell is going on? Why are you hurt so badly!"

"And you're fine." Si Nian grinned impatiently, "I still want to ask you why?"

"Ah... I don't know..."

Ya Luo suddenly stood on tiptoe and approached, rubbing his index finger on his chin with a thoughtful expression.

"Ling Xiaozi, are you crying?"

Si Nian touched his face reflexively, his palms were covered with half-dried water.

He was a little confused, and then smiled viciously: "I'm not acting!"

Why do you want to act, and what kind of play?Ya Luo wanted to ask again, but Si Nian pressed his face and pushed him away.

A heartless word came out of his mouth, "Get lost."