Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 217 My Lord General, I'm a Dramatist! (three)
Chapter 237

It has been more than half a month since Huo Huo heard the movement in the study reported by his subordinates. He said that an unknown person would suddenly appear in the study every night, dancing and doing some strange movements and gestures, and then dancing a strange dance.

The dark guard's preliminary speculation is that this person is performing some kind of ritual, and the dance has been practiced to a great extent recently, and he may cause misfortune, so he is asked to move to the study room in the middle of the night to make the next decision.

Being able to appear in the study under the eyes of his dark guards is definitely not an outsider sneaking in, so...

Huo Huo confirmed the conjecture in his heart more and more. Even though he had seen monsters with his own eyes, even if he never believed it, he had no choice but to believe it now. The so-called "ghosts and snake gods" really existed in this world.

He secretly raised his internal strength, his steps were light and buoyant, his right hand hidden in his sleeve was slightly curled up, and he could immediately counterattack and pinch the opponent when a sudden change occurred.

He heard the sound in the study room, followed by the innocent voice of a little girl complaining, the figure of the cat flashed in his mind, and the charming and sexy voice was still in his ears, and Huo was confused. He became more vigilant, at this moment, what he thought of was to rush in, and catch her by surprise when she was not easy to fight back.

The door was pushed open, and the figure who was still sitting on the ground was probably taken aback, his body trembled violently, he instinctively put his hands on the ground and rubbed back, his exposed bare feet retracted into the hem of the green gauze skirt, and then stared Looking over with wide-eyed horror, he asked who he was.

Although the little girl was looking at him, her pupils reflected the starlight in the sky, clean and bright; her nose was small and straight, her lips were thin and pouty, and her non-standard oval face had a pointed chin.

He asked the same question out of nowhere, stared at the other person expressionlessly, his eyes were almost imperceptibly stained with half a smile, and quickly retracted it, but he didn't mean to answer.

The term "phase by heart" may not be applicable to demons, but the eyes cannot be deceived, and the pure and clear eyes cannot be disguised, just like the cat demon, or himself; I am no longer qualified to have the eyes of a newborn baby.

In the folk tales, it is said that emperors, generals and ministers love pure-hearted people the most.

This point, indifferent and cold as him, also agrees.

So facing a pair of eyes that are so transparent, so transparent that one can even see what is in his heart at a glance, Huo Huo subconsciously tolerated this monster a little more, otherwise what greeted her would not be a question, but him Killing hand.

An Mo took two steps back. The pain in her buttocks and the pressure from the person opposite made her unable to stand up. Of course she knew that the other person was the general, the person she wanted to admire day and night, but how would she answer? The other party's question, who is she, she is just a showman...

"You...I...I asked you first, of course you have to answer first!" Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, she could only face the terrifying gaze and said sternly.

Huo Huo smiled, but this time the smile didn't reach his eyes, it was just the mask he always wore: "Before you want to appear aggressive next time, remember not to stutter."

An Mo touched his nose nonchalantly, but still said firmly: "Who is stuttering, tell me, who are you!"

Huo Huo raised his eyebrows: "You did a good job this time, much more imposing than the last sentence."

He knew clearly that the other party was stalling for time and avoiding the question of his identity, so he happily cooperated while secretly searching the study room for what was missing.

In all fairness, he is less wary of the little demon in front of him than he is of the cat demon who is curing his illness. In his opinion, it is normal for foreigners to try to hide their identities. for a special purpose.

"Who asked you to comment on my tone! Tell me quickly! Why did you break into the private house!" An Mojiu didn't say anything about occupying the magpie's nest, and asked the question first.

Huo Huo glanced at An Mo with a half-smile, took a step with his left foot, and stepped into the threshold: "Oh?"

Then he followed up with his right foot, walked slowly, and continued to move forward in an unhurried manner, gradually approaching An Mo, every step seemed to be stepping on the heartbeat of the other party: "I didn't know that I broke into a private house. , are you the master here?"

An Mo lowered his head guiltily, Huo Huo took the opportunity to observe the furnishings in the room, and finally locked an empty flower pot in the corner.

That is……

Huo Huo frowned, his memory is very good, the potted plant was rewarded by the emperor, the cat was also rewarded by the emperor, the emperor...

Is there any connection between the three...

The moment An Mo raised his head, he immediately returned to a smile that was not a smile, and his eyes stared at the other party for a moment, as if he had never wandered around.

"I—although I'm not the owner, but I live here!" This sentence is not deceiving, An Mo said very confidently: "I already answered who I am, tell me what is your name?"

This time it is a real question, no one in the general's mansion dared to call the general's name directly, and it was not written in the plot, after all, the original owner died too early...

Huo Huo didn't correct the ambiguity in the other party's words. Thinking that the other party might be sent by the emperor, he became more cautious, and replied calmly, "I'm Huo Huo, do you want to find me?"

what name?Misfortune?

There was a villain in An Mo's heart who was rolling on the ground laughing. Afraid that the general would notice something strange, she covered her face with her hands, and only put her hands down when she calmed down. She coughed lightly and said solemnly: "We may be from the same family. I'm called a scourge."

In ancient times, there was no such dialect as "Hua Huo", and there were always scourges. As soon as the words came out, I knew that the other party was telling lies, but I didn't get annoyed or expose it. Instead, I followed her words and continued: "Then, may I ask Miss Huo Hai?" Why did you come to my general’s mansion as a guest in the middle of the night? Why did you sneak into the forbidden area of ​​the study and dance around?"

An Mo looked at Huo Huo's gentle smile that was so harmless to humans and animals, and suddenly got goosebumps, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be General Huo, the little girl has a long way to go, and I hope to forgive her. It's not early today, how about Let's rest early...?"

Her cultivation is not yet at home, and she cannot be separated from the five-foot range of the growing place. If she doesn't walk with the flower pot, she will hang around at the door of the study at most, and now she can only issue a eviction order dryly.

The little demon who was covered by her figure in the shadow had a vague expression, Huo Huo moved two steps sideways, and the moonlight behind her poured down on her body, and the green gauze skirt shrouded in the moonlight glowed faintly, It made a small face translucent and white, and the smile was a little distorted.

Huo Huan shook his head, always felt that the other party was going to become a fairy by the moonlight, and when he looked at the little demon, the corner of his mouth was still stiff and looking at him, the light from the green gauze skirt disappeared, and everything seemed to be his own. illusion.

But he was sure that it was not an illusion, the unknown factor must be held in his hand, he smiled and said: "This general just needs a maid, you are very suitable."

　Bow down and apologize... Chapter 2 is going to be TAT late again, I will make up more updates today!

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(End of this chapter)