Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

Si Nian is a Taoist priest, the most ridiculous thing is that he fell in love with a ghost.

This ghost has a beautiful appearance and a cold personality. It uses human life as a gu to nourish other ghosts.

Si Nian's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth tightly. He thought about Di Sheng's heinous crimes, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

He ran extremely fast, and the sound of the wind whistled in his ears, deafening along with his heartbeat.

Such a crazy scene is very similar to the last time he ran to the prefect's mansion ten years ago.

The same longing and panic that go deep into the bone marrow, so that now he is a little confused.

Do you want to see Di Sheng soon, or are you more worried about Wu Susu?

The unprecedented silence of the night sky is like the prelude to a storm.

Qin Shou hugged Jian Shou who was sound asleep, and his eyes fixed on him inch by inch.

The facial features imitated under the cinnabar on the pen tip, and the jade-like phalanx skin are all shaped by him.

It's like a treasure in the palm of your hand, afraid of breaking when you hold it, and afraid of melting when you hold it in your mouth.

The breath between the lips lingered on the forehead, and finally a light kiss fell on Jian Shou's hair.

Silver strands were faintly visible in the jet-black hair, reflected in Qin Shou's dark and empty pupils.

The coldness in the eyes quickly condensed into frost...

When Si Nian broke into Nanyuan, he was caught by the well-prepared guards.

The sharp blade rested on his neck, even though he tore his throat, no one answered him whether Wu Susu was well.

Whether it's a guard with an expressionless face or a maid who keeps silent.

They were all like marionettes who had lost their minds, looking at everything in front of them with cold blood and numbness.

The thick night is pressing down one after another, and the despair shrouded in darkness strikes again.

He twisted his cheeks and turned his head stubbornly, the blade cut the skin.

But he saw that the woman hiding in the shadows revealed a shriveled face.

Si Nian understood her lips from the weird curve of her mouth.

She said, "Take him away."

Si Nian opened his lips, his throat was so dry that he could even taste the fishy smell of wind and sand.

Until he was thrown into the dungeon by the guards, Wu Sumei's words were still being repeated in his head.

Take him away, and the "he" in it naturally refers to Wu Susu.

The sound of the locks being dropped on the iron bars was like a dusty shackle falling on his heart.

He felt both pain and hatred, and his clenched fists made a cracking sound, there really was something wrong with Di Sheng!

With so many iron bars, he has no way to protect Susu now.

The dungeon is damp and stuffy, with oppressive oppression that doesn't see the light of day.

Si Nian leaned against the dirty wall, the retracted curve of his chin seemed lonely.

The fire pocket used to count the time went out again and again, and ashes piled up at the feet.

Every minute and every second of waiting in hopelessness is a torment that torments the nerves.

It's not that he didn't make a fuss, the Seven Star Sword that was thrown under the iron bar broke one gap after another.

But what was left on the chain was only light scratches.

Si Nian's face under the long hair became more and more gloomy, and there was a half-curl of cruelty in his slightly closed eyes.

The thin talisman paper pinched by the fingertips began to wrinkle due to the force.

Eyebrows swept across, but in an instant, the talisman flew out from the gap in the iron bars!

A dead thing happened to have eyes, and it went straight to a crowded place...

Si Nian pointed his fingers on the wall, repeatedly.

The white cloud shoes fell to the ground silently, and the candle wicks on the aisle were annihilated from far to near.

With a "click", someone walked into Si Nian's cell without any effort.

Si Young scoffed, the tense muscles on his forearm proved that he was not relaxed at the moment.

With the cuffs hanging down but not stained with dust, Jian Shou bent down and picked up the damaged Seven Star Sword.

The touch was heavy and rough, and he handed it to Si Nian.

The tone was very light, "This is your sword."

Si Nian's eyelids twitched, how could he be so nonchalant! ?

The hatred in his heart intensified a bit, and he suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Jian Shou.

"How? Does it feel good to pretend to be a human?"

The thin hair at the corner of the forehead brushed the end of the eyes, and the light in Jian Shou's eyes trembled slightly.

How does it feel to be human?Jian Shou recalled what happened before his death, and felt that there was nothing good about it.

But if he doesn't pretend to be a human being, how can he accomplish what he wants to do?

Jian Shou saw through the anger and hatred in Sinian's eyes, and felt the indescribable sadness and ridiculousness.

He is the only one in the world, and he is the least qualified to question him like this.

"Everything in the world is subject to all kinds of variables, how can it be decided by you and me that adults will be ghosts?"

Si Nian roared angrily, "Why not!?"

He snatched the sword from Jian Shou's hand, "This sword of mine can kill demons!"

"Pfft!"

Jian Shou frowned and looked at the sword that had sunk into his shoulder, blood soon stained his clothes red.

Ghosts don't bleed, a trace of struggle flashed in Si Nian's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by disgust.

He clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and then crushed it into the flesh again with all his strength.

If he hadn't known that Di Sheng was a ghost, he would have been deceived by him again!

"Does it hurt? Heh, it's really pretending, which made me very worried last time."

There was bloodthirsty malice in the corner of his mouth, Jian Shou felt that he was very strange.

But he felt that he was always like this, never changed since he was a child, and it was bad in his bones.

"I don't know where this body was found, and it can last for so long!"

Cold sweat broke out on Jian Shou's forehead, the pain was so painful that he could hardly speak.

He also had to admit that he was so human-like that he would hurt and bleed.

Still crying... Jian Shou's tears fell on the back of Si Nian's hand.

It was so hot that he immediately withdrew his hand, showing a dazed expression.

Ghosts don't shed tears either, and the scorching temperature made Si Nian's heart tremble.

A huge panic suddenly arose, sweeping over and swallowing his impulse.

The pain was so extreme that Jian Shou let out a suppressed growl.

The burst of airflow hit Si Nian's body, knocking him to the ground heavily!

The sword body was pulled out by himself with bare hands, and the blood covered his five fingers along the hilt.

Spreading his fingers, the bloody Seven Star Sword fell to the ground again.

Si Nian lay on the ground, looking at the Seven Star Sword so close, he spat out a mouthful of blood!

This is the hidden danger left after he was injured by another ghost yesterday.

He suddenly raised his head and stared at Jian Shou's curved jaw just right.

She actually expected him to say a word, saying anything would be fine.

But Jian Shou didn't, the wound on his shoulder had already formed a layer of frost.

He stepped back and turned around, just wanting to get out of this place quickly.

Si Nian crawled forward in a panic, and hugged Jian Shou's feet all at once!

"I beg you, let Susu go, please? I can take him away!"

The corners of Jian Shou's mouth tightened, unable to restrain it from drooping into a sad arc.

He felt that fate had tricked people, and Si Nian had always thought that Wu Susu was his reincarnation.

A piece of talisman paper appeared in the palm of the hand, and then fell lightly and turned into ashes.

This is the talisman sacrificed by Si Nian with the evil spirit ghost, he wants the people outside to die.

No matter how much he hated him, Jian Shou finally said in an inaudible voice, "Okay."

Just like that talisman paper, it fell to the ground lightly and turned into ashes.

The thick blackness in Si Nian's eyes was instantly lit up, and he watched Jian Shou's back gradually receding.

Grasping the dirt on the ground with his fingers, he wondered if he had lost something again?

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Another night, the light of the candlelight left a silhouette on the window paper.

Qin Shou's tall body leaned on the bed, holding his sweetheart in his arms.

Fingers played around Jian Shou's long hair round and round.

From Jian Shou's angle, he couldn't see the cold light in his eyes.

There are more and more silver threads hidden in the black hair wrapped around the fingers, and it is gradually aging.

"You always hurt yourself, and you can't bear to kill him."

Jian Shou leaned out to pick out the candle wicks on the table.

But after a while, Qin Shou took him back and hugged him even tighter.

Jian Shou sighed, and touched his face: "I'll be fine."

He raised his white wrist, revealing the tinkling Soul Gathering Bell.

There was more helplessness in the tone, "It's obviously the soul-gathering bell that I found for you, why did you put it on me?"

Qin Shou grasped his hand with five fingers crossed: "You look good in it."

As if appreciating a work of art, Qin Shou's expression became more and more obsessed.

Wearing it, as long as the soul is immortal, he can find him.

After realizing it, Qin Shou raised his eyebrows, why was A Shou changed the subject inadvertently.

But there was nothing he could do about it, "You let him take that child away like this?"

When the evening wind came, Jian Shou looked out the window: "He left, so Wu Sumei will be fine too."

It was like a dream that Si Nian could escape from Wuyue Villa.

What's more, he held a child who was helpless in his arms.

There was no obstacle along the way, and the huge villa was like a deserted empty city.

But he still didn't dare to take it lightly, and Si Nian fled all the way into the deep forest.

When he ran, Wu Susu was bouncing in his arms.

He also hugged his neck sensiblely, silently looking at the villa that was getting farther and farther away from him.

Si Nian suddenly slowed down: "I forgot to ask..."

He looked at the copy of Jian Shou, and said in an anxious tone, "Susu, are you willing to go with me?"

Wu Susu's big eyes were full of confusion about the future.

He asked in a low voice, "brother, will you protect me?"

Without hesitation, "Of course."

"Then I'll go with my brother."

Wu Susu buried her face in Si Nian's chest, feeling depressed all the time.

Si Nian took one last look at the direction behind him, and then he didn't have any nostalgia.

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"Brother, where are we going?"

"Brother will take you to the north, Yi County."