Bancheng Fengyue

Xuan Yi sat on the leaves of the pear tree outside the courtyard, watching Fu Cang do the so-called "morning lesson" boredly, first he swung a wooden sword around, and then sat cross-legged on the futon without moving. ()

Is he sleeping again? Mortals going to bed so soon? She floated over, crouched in front of him and stared at him.

An extremely cold cloud of air-conditioning sticks in front of him, and Fu Cang knows it is that female ghost again without opening his eyes. She is really powerful, and she can walk around in such a dignified way under the sun.

It seems that we can only ask the earth fairy to subdue her.

Fu Cang opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw her pale face like jade porcelain lying in front of his eyes, and the sunlight fell on the golden ring in her hair, shining brightly.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't look directly, so he looked away and said calmly: "I'm going to visit the Earth Immortal, if you have to be bold enough to pester me, then come along."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went out of the courtyard. Xuan Yi followed lightly, looking around, pointing to the crowded tile houses on the side of the road for a while and asking: "Do ordinary people live in such houses? There is no garden? Where is the reception building?" ?”

...It sounds like she is some kind of rich ghost.

After all, Fu Cang still has a youthful heart, so he still replied: "This is the place where the monks under the Dixianzuo live. The garden reception building you mentioned is only for rich families. The places where ordinary people live are even more dilapidated. (Tiantianbatu)”

I see. Xuan Yi caught up with him, grabbed his sleeve subconsciously, and asked again: "Why do you talk in your sleep? Do you dream every day?"

He immediately pulled back his sleeves forcefully: "Dreams are the most common thing. Who can't dream? If you experience something in a dream, you will naturally speak."

Mortals are so interesting that they can still dream every day.

The Protoss don't have dreams. If they suddenly dream one day, it means either great joy or great misfortune. She remembered the night when Auntie took her back to the bank of Cuihe River, Auntie had a dream and woke up and told her that she had dreamed of the clear water of Cuihe River, and then she died.

Xuan Yi continued to float beside him: "Then what dream did you have yesterday? What were you talking about in your sleep?"

Fu Cang said coldly: "I dreamed that I was catching a powerful female ghost."

After speaking, he suddenly stopped in front of a vermilion building. The door of the building was slightly open, and the air inside was majestic and clean. He didn't enter the door, didn't speak, just bowed and saluted outside the door, praying three times in a row.

After worshiping, he looked at the female ghost beside him out of the corner of his eye. She neither frightened nor ran away, but seemed to be no longer interested in the surrounding scene, and was playing with her sleeves with her head down. (Perfect Perspective)

Even the Earth Immortal doesn't care about her? Fu Cang suddenly became suspicious, turned around and asked, "What on earth are you?"

Xuan Yi smiled slowly: "Guess."

He kept silent with a cold face, and after walking for a while, seeing her following by his side, he frowned: "Don't pester me."

Xuan Yi stopped abruptly, yes, she really can't pester him anymore, this trip to the lower realm is to make a karma for him, but it's not to repeat the same mistakes. But how will this fate end? She has no clue.

...Sure enough, I can only follow him to see.

She turned into a breeze, and followed him from a distance. Instead of returning to the courtyard, he left the Qingdi Temple. A carriage was parked in front of the temple gate, and the surrounding crowd was full of women, because he came out. , they started chattering with a "buzz", and were quickly chased away by several mortal guards in armor and holding halberds.

The carriage moved slowly along the long street, at this time the sun was rising, this messy mortal town was full of pedestrians, and the turbid air was billowing, only the place Fu Cang passed by was full of fresh air, extremely clean.

After turning a few turns, the carriage stopped in front of a courtyard, Xuan Yi hid his body behind the dense branches and leaves, only his eyes were exposed. () Fu Cang got out of the carriage, and at some point there were a few more books in his hand—this is where ordinary people attend classes? It's so small and so shabby, there's even a viewing lake nothing.

Seeing him enter the door, she quietly squatted on the eaves and peeped through the window. This place is somewhat similar to the Hede Hall, covered with futons with books and desks, many young mortals sitting and laughing and playing around. Men don't have women. It seems that what Qi Nan said before about the low status of women in the lower world is true. They don't even give them lectures. It's too much. Then how will they hold positions in the mortal world when they grow up?

Soon an old man with a white beard came in, just like Emperor Bai Ze, he was holding a book and reading, which made her drowsy. Fortunately, time passed quickly in the Lower Realm, and the white-bearded old man left after a while, and there was no fairy boy to deliver meals in this poor place, and the disciples brought their own food boxes to show off to each other.

Seeing that Fu Cang was not in the room, Xuan Yi turned into a breeze and looked at each food box inside, then stole a few meatballs with a snort and stuffed them into his mouth, and took a few pastries.

Ignoring the panicked words of the disciples, "Where's my refreshment?", she rushed out of the big house, saw the fresh air floating in the backyard, she approached quietly, and saw him reclined on the corridor, still reading a book, but beside him lay a Fat cat, while he was reading a book, he scratched its neck with his hands, making it bark.

He doesn't eat? I heard that ordinary people will starve to death if they don’t eat, and Xuan Yi doesn’t know how long they will die if they don’t eat. After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn’t give up. on his clothes.

Fu Cang sat up abruptly, looked around, but didn't seem to see anyone, he fed the pastry to the Fat Cat beside him, and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

Did he take the cat for that stupid lion?

Xuan Yi hesitated to choose among the remaining cakes for a long time, chose the second ugliest one, and tossed it lightly. This time, he reacted very quickly, and quickly reached out to catch it, and at the same time, his eyes fell on the cake that was hiding his body in the leaves. On the slender figure behind him.

After a long time, he seemed a little helpless, and said, "You're still here."

No, she's not here. Xuan Yi flinched back.

Fu Cang didn't go there either, and fed the tea to the cat, Xuan Yi was annoyed immediately, and threw all the tea to him, she didn't believe that he could feed it all to that stupid cat!

He was even more helpless, just said: "I don't like to eat these, don't throw them away."

Xuan Yi paused for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Then what do you like to eat?"

Fu Cang said lightly: "I don't want to eat anything. What on earth are you? Why do you follow me all the time?"

Xuan Yi completely ignored the question behind him, and only reminded him: "Ordinary people will starve to death if they don't eat."

Fu Cang looked at her figure hidden in the shadow of the tree, squinted his eyes, and suddenly said: "I want to eat beef bone soup noodles from Rongxingzhai in the north corner of the street, no spices, no chopped green onions, the beef should be three-point fat with tendons, cut It’s about the size of a palm, and three slices are enough. Combined with the mille-feuille pastry from the shop with three wooden boards on the door at the south corner of the street, it costs three pieces. The sesame seeds on it should not be too much or too little, and no scallion oil is required. "

After waiting for half a day, she finally said, "...you're still hungry."

Fu Cang smiled softly, the Fat Cat next to him had already fallen asleep next to his lap, he touched it twice, and suddenly felt that she threw another object, he subconsciously caught it and held it in his hand It was so cold, it was actually a mass of white snow, which was pinched out of a nine-headed lion in an ingenious way.

"What is this?" He was playing with this snow-white nine-headed lion. Not only did the protruding nine heads not be annoying, but it made him feel very cute and friendly~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ for you to play with. "Xuan Yi spread the handkerchief on the ground, sat down and continued pinching Baixue, this time pinching the two golden carp in his house.

The sunlight that was sparsely shining through the leaves above her head was suddenly blocked, she raised her head, and the **** who had become a mortal stood opposite her at some point, and suddenly squatted in front of her again, seeing a leaf fall on her forehead, he stretched out his finger Gently remove.

"Pinch what this time?" he asked.

The old shadow reappears.

Xuan Yi closed his eyes, lowered his head with a smile and quickly pinched a golden carp, held it in his palm and asked him, "Does it look good?"

He looked at the golden carp, his eyes fell on her face again, and he nodded slightly.

She put the golden carp in his hand and said in a low voice, "Then I will give it to you this time."

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