This female ghost is obviously very beautiful

Yuan Qi finally left with a large army, and there were corpses bitten to death by the ghost soldiers on the ground. Yuan Shuangqing couldn't stand it anymore, so she dragged Changxi and followed Zhang Zizhong back to Bandit Spring Villa.

The door of the villa was closed again.

At dawn tomorrow, someone will tidy up the place, someone will sew up the walls, and everything will look new, as if nothing had happened.

The room was brightly lit, Yuan Shuangqing held her head up, let Changxi rub medicine on her forehead, and said softly with tears in her eyes, "It hurts, hurts..."

Chang Xi paused for a moment, then gave her a slight look: "You are too sincere."

Yuan Shuangqing curled her lips: "Don't hit me hard, I'm afraid he won't let me go."

Zhang Zizhong watched silently from the side.

Although it took a lot of effort, he was still very happy to get rid of the Yuan family's gang, so his face was not ugly.

"Master," Yuan Shuangqing looked at him out of the corner of her eyes, "That silver..."

"Send someone to send it to him tomorrow," Zhang Zizhong cut off her words, not paying attention to the little money: "From now on, you can stay at Master's side and study with peace of mind. Don't worry, Master has been a father once. Experience is old."

"Pfft..." Yuan Shuangqing couldn't help but spit: "I'm already 13 years old, I can eat by myself, I don't need you to be my father, you should feel at ease to be my master."

"You girl," Zhang Zizhong couldn't help but shook his head, "It's so late, you should go to bed early, my old bones should also go to rest."

He supported his waist and stretched. Yuan Shuangqing wanted to send him out, but he stopped him.

After Changxi applied the medicine, Yuan Shuangqing thought it was over, but she found a piece of white cloth from nowhere and wanted to wrap her forehead.

Yuan Shuangqing resisted: "You don't need to be so troublesome, do you?"

"Don't wrap it up, be careful of inflammation." Chang Xi vowed, wrapping an unknown number of cloths around her forehead, Yuan Shuangqing looked at it with a small mirror, and couldn't laugh or cry.

This is not a bandage, it looks like wearing a filial piety, and the knot is tied on the right ear, and the protruding piece makes the whole face very ugly, which is very funny.

Yuan Shuangqing said with a smile: "Ah Bai, I finally found out that you have a weakness. You are definitely not good at manual work."

Chang Xi was stunned for a moment, but she didn't feel that anything was wrong, and there was even a little confusion on her face: "Isn't it wrapped well?"

"Okay, great." Yuan Shuangqing forced a smile as she touched the cloth strip on her forehead.

Early the next morning, Yuan Shuangqing was sleeping soundly in bed, and was woken up by Dongyin. She rubbed her eyes vigorously after she woke up. She slept too late yesterday and didn't get enough sleep, so her eyes were sore.

Dongyin carefully put a cold towel on her eyes, and Yuan Shuangqing felt much better.

Zhongsheng once assigned her four maids to serve her. In the end, Yuan Shuangqing only left this little girl named Dongyin. There is probably a word Dong in her name, which corresponds to Chunxia and Qiuyu. Very careful, and also an orphan, who was brought back by Zhong Sheng, but it's a pity that the young lady didn't die.

Yuan Shuangqing took pity on her and didn't usually call her around. After all, there was no one to call her back in the Yuan Mansion before. Chunxia and Qiuyu were not so much servants as friends.

So she has already developed the habit of taking care of herself, but Dongyin is not surprised, Yuan Shuangqing always said that there is no need for this or that, and she still follows the rules.

Yuan Shuangqing got out of bed to get dressed, and asked Dongyin, "Do you still have to study today?"

Dongyin put the clothes on her hands and let her take them away and put them on: "Master didn't send anyone to tell me, probably I still need to learn."

Yuan Shuangqing nodded, but said nothing.

Dong Yin's eyes drifted past the white cloth strip on Yuan Shuangqing's forehead: "Young master, is there something wrong with you? Do you need me to ask the master to take a look?"

"Small problem," Yuan Shuangqing smiled at her: "I'm not a delicate person, you just need to relax with me, don't always put on a sullen face, and I don't eat people."

Dongyin just pretended not to hear, changed the topic and said to help her bring her breakfast, and then walked away.

Yuan Shuangqing sighed, this is really a stubborn little girl.

"This kid's temperament is quite similar to yours."

"Ah Bai?" Yuan Shuangqing suddenly raised her head.

"En." Chang Xi responded lightly, and his figure flew out from the wall.

This was the first time she saw Chang Xi during the day, so she was very curious and happy, took her hand and looked left and right, as if to see through her.

Chang Xi felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing so strangely? Is there any difference between my day and night?"

"It looks better in the daytime," Yuan Shuangqing said sincerely.

This is really true, during the day, Changxi's skin is fair and smooth, but at night, under the candlelight, she looks a little yellow.

Chang Xi flicked her forehead, but avoided the injured part, Yuan Shuangqing subconsciously leaned back, Chang Xi tilted her head and said with a smile: "I came to tell you that there is an extra class tonight."

"Huh? What class?"

"Ghost hunting."

Yuan Shuangqing plucked her ears to make sure that she heard correctly. Although she knew that the job of a celestial master was to exorcise ghosts, it was too fast. She was not ready to face it, so she asked cautiously: "Really?" ?”

Chang Xi said something that made her give up: "It's absolutely true."

Seeing the corners of Yuan Shuangqing's mouth twitching, she smiled and comforted her again: "What are you afraid of? I'm by your side, and I won't let anything happen to you."

"En." Yuan Shuangqing looked at her with dark eyes, which seemed to hide a clear spring, ignorant and unconsciously showing weakness.

Chang Xi reached out to touch her head and gave her a bright smile.

Zhang Zizhong tore off the white cloth from Yuan Shuangqing's forehead, saying that the wound would not see the light and would not heal, and he said bluntly: "I'm not dead yet, why are you wearing something white?"

Yuan Shuangqing stuck out her tongue, but did not confess to Chang Xi.

Zhang Zizhong didn't show any sympathy because of her forehead injury. When she was learning to practice, she would be punished as she should be punished, and she would never be merciless. The longer she stayed together, the more Yuan Shuangqing understood her master's character. Severe majesty is his true portrayal.

But in life, he is as meticulous as a hair. From dressing to eating, he is always the best, and he will not treat her badly at all. He usually asks her about some life matters when he is resting. He even made a few disrespectful things to Yuan Shuangqing in public Her servant established her position in Bandit Spring Villa.

Zhang Zizhong ordered someone to send the money to the Yuan Mansion, but it was returned by the Yuan Mansion. It was also reported that Chunxia Qiuyu had already released the mansion, and told Yuan Shuangqing not to worry. The old lady would welcome Yuan Shuangqing back anytime, and Yuan Ye stayed behind. Some relics are waiting for her to pick them up.

Yuan Shuangqing thought about it, and agreed first, saying that she would definitely go back and have a look.She could give up that home, but her biological parents couldn't give up.

The busyness and fatigue during the day are nothing, what I fear most is the night.

At night, Changxi pulled her up from the bed, helped her get dressed when she was in a daze, and then led her into the deep mountains.

At this time, Yuan Shuangqing was basically awake. When flying, the cold wind poured into her collar and cuffs, making her feel chilly.

I don't know if this place used to be the Shura Field. All kinds of strange ghosts shuttle in the big river of Huqi Mountain. What makes them survive is the yang energy of the woodcutters and passers-by walking in this mountain. Even a hare can become their food.

There are good people, and there are evil ghosts. If you take a lot of food because of greed, it will make you extremely uncomfortable and weak. What's more, you will get sick and even die after returning home.

Yuan Shuangqing asked Chang Xi: "Why do they feed on Yang Qi?"

Changxi said: "Yang Qi is like a feast of sea and sky, and it has a fatal temptation to ghosts. Ghosts who have eaten Yang Qi will feel very comfortable, just like humans who have been hungry for three days and have a full meal."

"Then do you also need Yang Qi?"

Chang Xi patted her head, smiled and said, "Need it."

"Then have you ever smoked?"

Chang Xi turned her gaze into the distance: "I don't want to harm anyone. I won't die without Yang Qi. After all, I'm already a dead person."

Yuan Shuangqing bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind: "Then...would you like to suck some of my yang energy?"

"……don't want."

"A little bit doesn't matter," Yuan Shuangqing raised her chin: "Suck on the neck?"

Chang Xi stroked her chin and remained silent for a long time.

Finally she said, "I can't bear it."

Yuan Shuangqing pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were full of stars.

"You did it on purpose," Chang Xi reacted, raised his eyebrows and said expressionlessly, "You know I won't do that."

Yuan Shuangqing blinked mischievously: "No, I won't refuse if you really want to suck."

Chang Xi sneered: "It seems that you haven't realized how popular you are."

Yuan Shuangqing yelled inwardly, before she begged for mercy, Chang Xi had already grabbed her by the collar, put her in a relatively open place, turned around and flew to the jungle, and disappeared.

"Abai! I know I was wrong!" Yuan Shuangqing yelled, her voice echoing in the valley: "Give me a lantern anyway! I can't even see it!"

The only answer to her was the whistling wind blowing through the mountains.

"I was wrong!" Yuan Shuangqing was about to cry with grievance.

With a slap, someone behind her seemed to have slapped her on the shoulder, pushing her a few steps away.

Yuan Shuangqing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her heart turned cold.

Come so fast today?

She already had experience, so naturally she would not be in a hurry, quickly took out the willow leaves, wiped them over her eyes, and when she looked again, she could already see what she had done just now.

It is a female ghost, different from the sloppy ghosts she has seen in the past, this female ghost looks about 40 or [-] years old, and her hair is combed meticulously. out of the way.

Seeing that she used willow leaves, the female ghost opened her mouth wide in surprise: "You are a female Taoist priest? Ah, I remembered, you are the guy who lost Lele's soul."

As she said that, hatred burst out in her eyes, but because she was afraid of the opponent's strength, she didn't make a move for the time being.

Lele?Yuan Shuangqing thought for a while, she only killed one ghost in so many days, it was because Changxi told her that the amount of yang energy sucked from that female ghost's body was appalling, and she might have already carried human life on her body, so Yuan Shuangqing took it. The mahogany sword soaked in the blood of the black dog pierced her chest, knocking her out of her wits.

At other times, if they can't beat them, Chang Xi will naturally come to rescue them. If they can beat them, Zuo just hurt their foundation, and they didn't kill them all.