traveler of time and space

"Ah!..." He first groaned in pain, then turned his head to look around, and murmured, "Is this dream repeated?"

It really hurts!

Su Ziyu had never felt that kind of tingling pain before, it was heart-wrenching, not only physical pain, but also the flame seemed to bring mental pain, the kind of tormented pain was within sight. And unattainable pain.

He returned to the place where the dream began.

Calculated according to the time, if the time outside is the same as here, it should be almost dawn at this time, and Su Ziyu should have woken up.

But now he has no intention of waking up at all, the terrible stinging pain can't wake him up, his consciousness is still trapped in this real dream.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and Su Ziyu didn't think of any way to escape.

This ability is too weird.

"Anzhen! We should go. It's going to rain soon." The old monk's voice came.

Because of the previous experience, Su Ziyu stood up without any hesitation at this time. He found that after dying once, it seemed that his ability to control this body had become stronger.

wrong!

It should be said that An Zhen's remaining consciousness has weakened, and it is precisely because of his weakened remaining consciousness that Su Ziyu can control his body more easily.

Speechless all the way.

Sure enough, when Su Ziyu came to the gate of a manor, he saw the familiar beautiful girl again, it was Qing Ji who burned him alive not long ago.

"You are finally here." An unusually gentle female voice sounded.

Qing Ji walked quickly in front of Su Ziyu, and said with a very happy expression, "An Zhen? Are you hungry?"

"I've prepared some fast food for you."

Su Ziyu's expression at this time is quite complicated. On the one hand, he hates the girl in front of him a little bit, because the fire burns on his body is really painful, but it's a pity that Su Ziyu can't beat her now. On the other hand, he sympathizes with the girl in front of him. , because the pain from the fire told him that Qing Ji was really in love to the extreme, it was an extremely paranoid, pathological love, and a terrifying possessive desire.

"What's wrong with you?" Qing Ji came over, with a worried look on her face, reached out to hold Su Ziyu's hand, and said softly, "Your face is ugly."

Originally, at this time, the residual consciousness of the body should have escaped by itself.

But this time Su Ziyu's ability to control his body became stronger. He didn't try to avoid it deliberately, but let Qing Ji's hands hold him. It was obvious that the girl's face showed a hint of joy.

She must be appeased.

This dream was different from the one in the story, Qing Ji was already turning into a monster before he started running away.

Hold on.

Must hold on now.

Su Ziyu doesn't want to try the experience of being burned to death again, the pain is really heart-wrenching!

"I'm just a little tired." Su Ziyu said slowly.

Stabilize the situation first, and then see how to break the situation. At this time, Qing Ji already has the magic power of a monster, and she may run away if she is stimulated a little.

"Layman Qingci." The old monk's voice came.

Still the same plot as before.

Qing Ji was still quite gentle and virtuous, kneeling beside her and serving Su Ziyu for dinner, she seemed like a perfect wife.

At this time, Su Ziyu's attention was not all on Qing Ji. He found that Qing Ji's father, Layman Qingci, and the old monk were not very surprised by this. This is the first time I saw a picture like this.

Do they know about the two of them?

Looking at the old monk's expression, he didn't seem to be disgusted. Could it be that he agreed to An Zhen's return to secular life and marry a wife?

During this period, the monks in Fusang were not allowed to drink, eat meat, marry wives and have children. An Zhen still ate vegetarian food. So it seems that he is the one who doesn’t want to return to vulgarity and marry a wife. He really wants to be a good one Monk, even facing such a beautiful girl as Qing Ji.

Time passed little by little.

After the vegetarian meal, Layman Qingji and the old monk went to discuss Buddhism again.

Su Ziyu sat in the room a little nervously, waiting for Qing Ji to open the door to enter. He was burned to death here last time, so he is really a little nervous now.

creak.

The door was gently pushed open, and then Qing Ji came in with some tea sets. She knelt down in front of Su Ziyu and smiled softly: "An Zhen, this is the best chrysanthemum tea. Let me make you a cup."

Looks like it's passed.

Su Ziyu deliberately controlled his body when he came here this time, so as not to let his body respond by rejecting Qing Ji.

Sure enough, this time Qing Ji didn't press him to ask him if he regretted the marriage, and her expression was quite gentle, as if as long as she didn't realize that An Zhen wanted to regret the marriage, she wouldn't be further blackened.

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Chapter 19 Qing Ji (End)!

The tea has no taste at all.

If Su Ziyu's strength is still there, at worst, he will fight with Qing Ji in front of him, but now he is only consciously attached to An Zhen. An Zhen is just an ordinary monk, and even the opponent's little finger Can't beat it.

If you can't beat it, you can only outsmart it.

But Su Ziyu still doesn't know how to break free from this real dream, but he has a little clue, and he has to try it out.

"An Zhen."

"You've been walking for a day. Let me soak your feet." At the moment when Su Ziyu was distracted, Qing Ji walked in with a wooden basin.

There is hot water inside, and a few flower petals are sprinkled.

Qing Ji put the wooden basin by Su Ziyu's feet, and then stretched out her fair fingers to help him take off his shoes. At this time, An Zhen's remaining consciousness was troubled again, as if she wanted to break her feet out of Qing Ji's grasp Come out, how could Su Ziyu let him mess things up again, so he forcibly suppressed An Zhen's remaining consciousness, and at this time fought for control of the body.

"How is it? Is it hot? Do you want to add some cold water?" Just when Su Ziyu suppressed An Zhen's residual consciousness, Qing Ji had already put his feet into the wooden basin with both hands, and didn't care about the feet. Gently pressing the soles of the feet with the dirt on them.

The soles of the feet were pinched by a pair of tender fingers, and felt a little itchy.

Anzhen's residual consciousness finally stopped resisting, and Su Ziyu couldn't help being stunned at this moment. It was the first time someone washed his feet so gently and carefully when he grew up.He looked down at Qing Ji, who was carefully cleaning the dirt in front of him and carefully massaging the soles of his feet, and his expression softened a lot.

Without that morbid love and possessiveness, Kiyohime would be a perfect Fuso-style wife like Yamato Nadeko.

She is also very pretty.

The small face is extremely delicate, the slender willow eyebrows, and the bright eyes give people a feeling of Xiaojiabiyu. Among the monsters that Su Ziyu has seen so far, only Qingxingdeng can match her.