Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

Si Nian once thought whether Jian Shou would have been reincarnated long ago.

Could it be that even if they meet again, they will not recognize each other.

At this time, Si Nian was holding the replica of Xiao Jianshou, tears almost filled his eyes.

The child cried very sadly, and seemed to find support after someone picked him up.

Nesting timidly in Si Nian's arms, his hands tightly clutched Si Nian's collar.

Si Nian hugged him like a porcelain doll, not daring to use too much force and not letting go just like that.

He just lowered his head and carefully looked at the child's immature eyebrows and eyes.

The tip of her nose was pink from crying, and her small mouth was tightly pressed together.

The teardrops hanging on the eyelashes are like the clear truffles in the morning, precarious.

Like, it's too similar.

As long as it grows, it will be Jian Shou's original appearance.

The talisman paper sealed the eye of the wind, and the surrounding wind finally calmed down.

The thick smoke also dissipated, leaving only the wounded lying on the ground crying.

Years later, the flaking flesh on his back began to make trouble.

Blood and water dripped down on the ground, making a mess.

Si Nian turned his head and saw Gao Zhan's tragic death.

Immediately covered the child's eyes, afraid of frightening him.

Jian Shou, who was left on the spot, followed Si Nian all the time.

Seeing his nervous and surprised appearance, I felt mixed emotions in my heart.

After ten years, things have changed.

Si Nian recognized the wrong person, and he himself has long since changed beyond recognition.

When Wu Yeting rushed over.It's all settled.

He was obviously stunned by the scene in front of him, he didn't expect such serious consequences.

The maid and the servant fell together, becoming bloody people who didn't know how to live or die.

The capable warlocks he hired were not much better, only two or three could stand up.

Gao Zhan died the worst. He was shaved into a bloody white bone and a pool of muddy flesh.

The strong smell of blood rushes straight to the forehead, as if to make everyone here remember this horrible scene.

Wu Yeting was trembling with anger, he used this as a temptation, so why not that ghost!

The guard, who had been hacked to pieces by the wind blade, quickly tapped his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

Holding his breath, he knelt in front of Wu Yeting, and explained the whole incident to him in an orderly manner.

The evil wind came up suddenly, even Gao Zhan himself did not expect it.

At that time, the thick smoke was so thick that things could not be seen clearly, only screams could be heard from all around.

What Gao Zhan said sounded particularly frightening, but there was no sound in an instant.

When the smoke fades and the wind subsides,

Only the monk sitting there and Mr. Di were left unscathed.

No, there is one more person.

The guard pointed to the direction of the intersection: "The owner, he saved the young master."

The man holding the child can be said to be in a state of embarrassment. The shredded cloth on his back hangs down, revealing a bloody wound.

But he hugged the child with a protective attitude, and he has not relaxed even now.

Wu Susu was still crying, but in a low voice, and she was no longer so scared.

Wu Yeting walked over and stretched out his hands towards Wu Susu: "Good boy, Susu, come to Uncle."

Hearing a familiar voice, Wu Susu raised her head buried in Si Nian's arms.

He flattened his mouth aggrievedly, leaned forward and threw himself into Wu Yeting's arms.

Although Si Nian was reluctant to give up, he was not completely carried away.

He let go of his hand and asked, "This kid is your nephew? Why did he run out alone?"

At this time, the maids and wives who were in charge of taking care of the young master had already knelt on the ground.

He kowtowed vigorously to plead guilty: "Slaves deserve death for not taking good care of the young master!"

Children of this age are very active, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the young master was not injured, otherwise they would not be able to pay for it even if they were all dead!

Wu Yeting held his breath in his chest, and said in a stern tone: "Enough! Go to the torture hall to receive your punishment!"

Si Nian was not angry when he left him alone, but his face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss.

As if Wu Yeting had noticed him now, he slightly nodded at him——

"Thanks to Shaoxia for this matter, you can ask for any reward you want."

Si Nian covered his mouth and coughed twice: "There's no need for a salary, just hire a doctor for me."

With a smile on his face, "It's only been two days, and I've been injured twice. This Wuyue Villa is really evil, whether it's a human or a ghost."

Wu Yeting practiced Tai Chi with him: "So please do your best to restore the peace of my villa. The doctor will wait in Ling Shaoxia's room later."

Seeing that Wu Yeting was about to take Wu Susu away, Si Nian suddenly asked, "How old is this child?"

Wu Yeting raised his arm, encouraging Wu Susu to speak out.

Wu Susu blinked shyly, and said softly, "I'm ten years old."

Looking at his clear and immature eyes, Si Nian felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

Everywhere is similar, even the voice is similar, and the last words are always blurred when speaking.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world, the same ten years.

The person he was thinking of had already stepped into reincarnation, and appeared in front of his eyes with a strange identity.

When Wu Yeting was about to become suspicious, Si Nian stopped being in a daze.

He showed a very soft smile towards the child: "Susu is so good, come to see my brother tomorrow, and my brother will give you an amulet."

Wu Susu was not interested in the amulet, so she just nodded obediently and said yes.

The amulets that came out of the hands of Taoist priests are not just decorations, but they can really ward off disasters and exorcise evil spirits.

Wu Yeting finally thanked him sincerely, and did not despise this young man as before.

When being carried away, Wu Susu knocked her chin on Wu Yeting's shoulder.

Waving his small hand towards Si Nian, he muttered silently: "Thank you, brother."

Ya Luo still hid behind the flower bed and didn't recover, trembling and regretting.

There was a blur in front of my eyes, as if something flew past in front, leaving only a white afterimage.

Yarrow rubbed his eyes red, feeling like he was going crazy.

Jian Shou subconsciously took over the group of white shadows rushing towards him.

What he touched was soft and smooth hair, with a warm heat.

It is a very beautiful white fox, with pointed ears and fluffy tail shaking and shaking.

Rubbing back and forth in Jian Shou's arms, sticky.

Jian Shou was at a loss at first, but the doubt in his eyes was gradually replaced by joy.

He raised the white fox and looked into those black grape-like eyes: "You are him, right?"

The white fox responded with "Zhi Zhi" twice, and rubbed its small head against Jian Shou's palm.

Jian Shou burst out laughing, how could a man hide in such a small and cute body.

Si Nian turned his head, just in time to see Jian Shou's smile, vivid and bright.

Like the peach blossoms on the fingers in warm spring in March, or like the green bamboo forest blowing by the breeze in the forest.

Si Nian was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he saw other expressions on his face.

At that moment, all the emotions that had accumulated before seemed to reach a boiling point.

Regret ten years ago, hope ten years ago, reunion ten years later...

He had waited for too long and waited too hard. He didn't know if it was consummated now, but felt that the emotions in his heart urgently needed an outlet.

Si Nian never thought that one day he would cry because of someone else's fleeting smile.

Jian Shou hugged the white fox, and looked at Si Nian whose face was covered with tears from a distance.

The fingers stroking the fur stiffened, feeling sore in his heart.

It turned out that after such a long time, none of the people trapped inside could escape.

It's really ugly for a big man to cry like this, Yaluo walked over with a limp.

Throwing a handkerchief on his face with disgust: "Wipe it, little girl."

She went around and took a look at Si Nian's horrific back, and suddenly felt that what she had said was a bit too much, it looked so painful.

So he bent down to pick up the handkerchief on the ground, and paddled his feet to wipe the cold sweat and tears off Si Nian's face indiscriminately.

"I said you won't be crying because of pain, right? Why are you still standing here stupidly?"

The white fox nestled in Jian Shou's arms narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, the cold light inside was somewhat dim.

He stretched out his pink tongue and licked Jian Shou's fingertips, and the tiny barbs felt numb.

Don't look at others, you are mine.

Jian Shou was drawn back to his attention, lowered his eyes, turned and left.

He and Si Nian had nothing to do with each other ten years ago, and they shouldn't be involved now.

Si Nian watched the man leave indifferently, without a concerned expression or a question.

Most of the excitement and joy in my heart had cooled down more than half, and what settled down was heavy gloom.

He was looking forward to him again, to a stranger who didn't even know his name.

He deserved the injuries all over his body, but there was no reason for it!

Pulling away the hand that was making trouble on his face, Si Nian walked back without saying a word.

Yaluo was slapped in the face again, angry and upset, when did his temper become so good?

After stomping his feet, he still chased after him. What if this person dies of pain?

When Yaluo entered the door, he happened to meet the old doctor entering the room with a medicine box on his back.

The servant who was helping him was walking out with a basin of blood, and the maid in the back room was wiping the blood on his back with a hot handkerchief.

Si Nian twitched his brows in pain, but his heart was ashamed and expressionless.

The old doctor stepped forward and said, "Take off your clothes, if you can't take them off, cut them off with scissors."

Si Nian tore off the rag-like clothes all at once.

Inevitably, some scabbed wounds burst open and began to bleed again.

The old doctor walked around behind Si Nian and stared straight at him: "Yo, yo, how did this happen?"

But he handled the wound swiftly with his hands and feet.

Ya Luo sat on the side familiarly, seeing Si Nian's muscular upper body, two blushes flew out of his cheeks.

By the time she realized it, she had already run out to catch her breath.

On the other side, when Jian Shou returned to the room, he invited the maids out.

After carefully closing the wooden windows in all directions, he released the white fox from his arms.

The white fox gracefully sat halfway on the table, shaking its fluffy white fur.

He stared at Jian Shou intently, and hiccupped after a long while: "A Shou, I was full just now."

The man's voice spit out from the mouth of a fox, and there was always a sense of unfamiliar disobedience.

Jian Shou couldn't hold back, and patted the hair on his body again: "Well, it's Gao Zhan, right?"

The fox licked the corner of his mouth reminiscently: "It's a very fresh soul, and there are two servant girls."

"Two maids? Did two maids die in that turmoil? Why didn't I notice it?"

Many people just looked miserable, but they didn't hurt their lives, except Gao Zhan.

The white fox stood up, its beautiful tail drew a circle in the air, and swept across Jian Shou's chin.

"It's not the maid over there, but the one next to the child."

Jian Shou was puzzled.

The ghost king reminded again: "You can only run out if you are dead." His eyes were full of cunning.

Jian Shou was taken aback, and finally felt weird.

That's right, with so many people guarding, how could the child run out alone?

Jian Shou pursed his lips before opening them, and asked again: "Do you think that kid looks like me, the original me?"

"But I can see that he is a real person, and nothing has faked my appearance."

The white fox paced on the table and gave an ambiguous answer.

He said, "Ah Shou, we will always know." It seemed to be comforting and perfunctory.

Jian Shou was considerate and didn't force it, so he took the initiative to change the topic.

Asked: "Why would you want to possess the body of a fox?"

He also made a small joke, "Is it because I like little foxes?"

The corners of Baihu's mouth curled up, as if smiling: "Yes, because my Ah Shou likes it."

For you, I at least have warmth.

Jian Shou was a little fuzzy, and hugged the fox into his arms again.

He was happy in his heart, but his mouth was ridiculed: "Why, the body of an animal is not as comfortable as a human..."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stopped.

When he looked up again, there was a cloud of mist in his eyes.

His voice became choked: "You tell me, is it because of that night?"

With a little despair and collapse: "Are you unable to gather souls anymore? So you can only temporarily lock them with the body of the white fox!"

I said why you left after I fell asleep, I said why you only sent peach blossoms but no one was there.

It turns out, it turns out, you almost disappeared forever!

The King of Ghosts can rarely see Jian Shou's emotional ups and downs. His obvious sadness is because of himself.

The ghost king felt happy, but more distressed.

He raised his head and rolled away his tears with the tip of his tongue, just like before.

He comforted in a low voice: "A-Shou, I will never leave you, never."

"I saw you smile just now, can you smile again for me? I like it very much."

Jian Shou couldn't laugh at all now, but was moved by the man's promise.

He tried to raise the corner of his mouth, and the white fox's lips stuck to the corner of his mouth.

"Enough is enough, A-Shou."

He really felt very satisfied, no matter how much he paid for Ah Shou.