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Every step Jingchen Buddha took was beyond Song Xi's expectations.

Song Xi, who couldn't bear it any longer, hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the collar of Jingchen Buddha's back and withdrew.

Before Yao Nanjun recovered from the shock, he saw the strange monk in front of him suddenly seemed to be grabbed by the back of fate's neck by a strong force.

The whole person was dragged out uncontrollably.

Yao Nanjun: "..."

She subconsciously pinched her thigh severely, and let out a "hiss" in pain, and then she suddenly came back to her senses.

His tearful eyes fell on the clothes in his arms, and he suddenly laughed miserably, "Your Highness, I have taken your things by force."

"Would you hate me?"

Yao Nanjun leaned over lightly and hugged the clothes in her arms tightly.

"Forget it, just hate it."

"At least, I can keep you for a while."

***

Jingchen Buddha, who was pulled out all the way, dragged back his clothes, frowned and stared at Song Xi with a look of grievance, "I almost succeeded."

"No, are you a pervert?!" Even a pervert like Song Xi thought he was perverted.

"Why do you have to take off other people's clothes?!"

Jingchen Buddha raised his eyes and thought for a while, his indifferent eyebrows and eyes showed no guilt at all, he held up the human bone bead string in his hand, and opened his mouth to shake the pot in a decent manner, "I let me pick it up."

"..."

Song Xi glanced at the human bone bead string, which knew nothing but exposing evil spirits and navigating, and a question mark slowly appeared on his head.

"Do you see my letter?"

"Okay." Jingchen Buddha retracted his hand, unreasonable and strong, "I want to pick it up."

Song Xi: "..."

For a moment, she was so shocked that she couldn't say anything obscene.

Just now, she just watched this dignified and dignified Buddhist disciple, stealing all the clothes in his boudoir without blinking.

After being explicitly rejected by the owner, he still has the courage to go to pick up other people's clothes.

What kind of brain circuit can do this? !

"Let's not mention the lack of seven emotions and six desires for the time being." Song Xi concluded decisively, "You are serious about lack of heart."

Master Jingchen: "..."

It seems to be scolding him, not sure, look again.

After tossing back and forth, when they returned to the courtyard arranged by the lord, the sky was already bright.

Song Xi and Ye Wang were so sleepy that they were going to go back to their room and sleep.

Qin Ya, however, held on to Song Xi and did not let go, her bright eyes seemed to be looking at a monkey, making Song Xi terrified.

"What are you doing?" Song Xi yawned, "You want the formulas?"

This time she wasn't afraid anymore, she was already thinking about making up something.

"No, no, no." Qin Ya folded her hands expectantly, "I just want to ask a question, why aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

Song Xi: "???"

Should not be ah.

Don't you say that all fear comes from insufficient firepower?

Qin Ya's Golden Core cultivation base should not be afraid of ghosts even if he is afraid of ghosts?

"Are you sure you are talking about ghosts and not ghost cultivators?"

Qin Ya nodded like pounding garlic.

"You think so." Song Xi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes when he yawned, "If that ghost kills you, you will become a ghost too."

"When this colleague meets, she will be so embarrassed, won't she?"

"If scaring people counts as performance, it's not worthwhile for the two of you to compete for performance."

Qin Ya shook her head like a rattle.

"Not the same, not the same."

"My situation is that my species is short of a male ghost in collecting stamps." Qin Ya held her chin and thought seriously, "How can I overcome it?"

"This problem can't be solved..." Song Xi was so sleepy that he didn't even know what he was talking about, "What?!"

Song Xi shuddered, his eyes slightly opened.

Species stamp collection? !

Before she had time to question and eat melons, Xie Yue walked in and walked to the wing where Song Xi and Ye Wangyou were going to sleep in two steps.

Lifting up the back robe, he sat on the threshold boldly, blocking the only way for the two of them to sleep.

His brows are cold and dusty, and his posture is romantic and uninhibited.

Xie Yue opened his mouth to ruin everything: "You two are not allowed to sleep."

Xie Yue was very sad.

He was caught in the rain, and he was going to tear up the umbrellas of these two people.

"Your great uncle is here?" Song Xi was puzzled, today is the day when the eldest brother will be appointed as the national teacher, is this what makes him worry?

"I second it!" Shen Xiaobai sat down next to Xie Yue, squeezing Xie Yue so much that he almost staggered to the ground.

Xie Yue was taken aback: "???"

What is he doing here for the fun? !

Ye Wangyou felt drowsy now, "Did you two take the wrong medicine?"

Xie Yue raised his eyebrows, pinched the gag talisman, and made Shen Xiaobai who was wondering what to do when he was going to be a eunuch, dumb.

He has already become two hundred and fifty, and he still needs to act as a eunuch?

Shen Xiaobai opened his mouth: "???"

"It's like this." Xie Yue suppressed the resisting Shen Xiaobai with one hand without any guilt, "There is a special ceremony before the Nanzhao State Teacher takes office."

"Good good."

Song Xi nodded perfunctorily, "Do you need a group of relatives and friends to watch your wonderful moment?"

Xie Yue regarded death as home: "No, I need a fortune-telling."

"Look at us, who seems to be able to tell fortunes?" Wei Qinghuai gloated.

Really, he really didn't find being a eunuch so unbearable now.

Even a little looking forward to it.

"..."

Xie Yue turned the Langhao brush with a headache. He had already started to consider whether he could create a fortune-telling talisman, but his strength did not allow it.

Song Xi rubbed his chin, but he didn't expect his words to be a prophecy.

The fortune-telling is subordinate to deduction, and Song Xi knows very well that the possibility of making Xie Yue a fortune-telling master in a short period of time may be less than that of a 24k pure gold tough guy who bends into a spring and actively disguises himself as a woman with double ponytails and calls for his husband.

Song Xi suddenly felt relieved, she had a bold idea.

"Eldest brother." Song Xi smiled and looked at Xie Yue with great interest, "I will be appointed as an official and knighted tomorrow, do you have a seat for relatives and friends?"

"Why?" Xie Yue was vigilant, "You can't laugh at me enough now, you still have to go live and perform a spiral version to be happy?!"

"No, you can count tomorrow."

Song Xi vowed, "Really, you believe me, I will definitely make you, the national teacher, famous."