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Ayin's mouth shrunk, and she burst into tears.

Ah Luo panicked and gathered his clothes to hug her.She had never seen A Yin so heartily sad. The radiant beauty was covered with rouge at this moment, and the back of her hand wiped the corners of her eyes at a loss, then turned around and pressed the heels of her palms against her eye sockets. Finally, she simply stopped struggling. , Nostrils flapping one by one, looking at Ah Luo and crying loudly.

Crying like a toddler who has been bullied, his facial features are messed up.

Obviously the scene in front of her was so funny, but Ah Luo's eye sockets became hot unconsciously. She blinked her wet eyelashes and asked her softly, "Why are you crying?"

Ayin's nose was blocked, and she tried her best to pump it a few times before it cleared up. She rolled her eyes with her sleeves, looked out the window and said, "Baby boy, my life is too difficult."

The last three words were gritted and powerless, she didn’t know why, if it happened to her, the great bad luck would have passed with a smile on her face, but every whip on Ah Luo’s body was an impenetrable hurdle , made her heartbroken, made her want to raise her gun and get on the horse, and immediately asked for an explanation.

But who can she ask for an explanation?

Looking at the icy sunshine outside, she tossed and turned in her heart, only four words - it's over.

There was the sound of a willow sucking in her ears, she turned her head slightly, and in the corner of her eye was Ah Luo's drooping face.

Ah Luo held the folds of the clothes on the left arm with his right hand, and smoothed them out bit by bit. The sobs in her throat were strange and natural, and her heart was pounding, but it was not the fulfillment of her long-cherished wish, but the soreness of hindsight It was because she felt something unusual from A Yin's words just now.

The girl in front of her has the arrogance that never changes her face. No matter who steps her into the mud, she can laugh and spit a few mouthfuls. She has never said that she is difficult or afraid to anyone, but just now she put Ah Luo The scars are called "difficulties" and regarded as "fears".

This is the first time that Ah Luo understands so concretely that Ah Yin is really ready to depend on her life and death, not just a "like" or "we'll be fine".

Her eyes were red, and she suppressed the tiny but vast soreness. A Yin's soft shadow covered half of her face, giving her the illusion that she was just a little girl with no strength to restrain her. .

Only then did she understand that whether it is a god or a ghost, there is never a lack of desire to be protected by others. This has nothing to do with magical skills, but only with the person in front of you.

Ah Yin had cried enough, and was almost done venting, so she grabbed the silk and carefully touched the corners of her eyes, but found that Ah Luo was standing aside and did not step forward, and was quite dissatisfied for a while: "What are you thinking?"

If bystanders see their sweetheart crying, they will naturally hug and hug her, but this silly Hades is stunned, the road to teaching is a long way to go.

Ah Luo raised his head, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pursed: "I'm thinking, what the youngest Tu said makes sense."

"What's the reason?" Ayin rolled his eyes upward, and took off an eyelash stuck in the corner of his eye with two fingers.

Just now she almost died from crying, but the most important thing at this moment is still her beauty, Ah Luo leaned on the table and looked at her with a soft smile: "Taishan Mansion is not as good as the world."

A Yin blinked twice, then stretched out her middle finger to even out the powder on both sides of her nose: "What's wrong?"

Ah Luo said, "No chicken."

There is no roast chicken, stewed chicken soup, boiled chicken, lotus leaf chicken, beggar chicken, spicy chicken, scrambled eggs, boiled eggs, and egg pancakes.

There is no such pitiful and cute A Yin who is so ignorant.

Whispering, Ayin bulged her cheeks, and stretched her slender neck to move her muscles and bones twice.After crying for a long time, she felt dizzy as if she had a fever, and her throat was also very hot. She sat down on the grand teacher's chair, propped her temples, and calmed down. She felt that something was missing, so she took Ah Luo again He held her hand and wanted to put it in his arms, but seeing Ah Luo leaning over her, it was not convenient to stand, so he simply pulled her to sit on his lap, wrapped his hands around her waist, and rested his head on his shoulders Go up, said in a stern voice: "Don't move, I'll slow down for a while."

"Yeah." Ah Luo agreed, but really didn't move.

Ayin smelled the fragrance on her neck, it was quiet and eerie, it smelled so good, it was different from any kind of incense powder, it seemed to come from Taishan Mansion, and the Myrtle also had a similar hidden fragrance.

Thinking of A Tao, and thinking about A Luo's bare back just now, A Yin was jealous again, raised her head, moved a little further away, and asked A Luo: "Is the medicine on A Tao on this back? "

Ah Luo nodded, and stretched out his hand to stroke Ayin's messy ear hair.

A Yin's brows deepened, but she was still a little bit unwilling: "How do you get on? Take off your clothes?"

Arrow paused, but still nodded.

Ah Yin hugged her and was furious. When Ah Luo pursued her in the past, she was very familiar with Fengyue, but now she opened her clear eyes, as if she didn't understand what she was thinking about.

Pack.Ayin gritted her teeth, trying to pinch her secretly.

Squeezing her clothes, she couldn't bear to do it after all, so she could only put her sore teeth in her mouth, let go of her thin waist, lay back, and hummed with a low voice: "It's a bit interesting."

The yin and yang are weird, Ah Luo is smart after all, and easily grasped the key, but she glanced at A Yin uncertainly, and after thinking about it for a while, she said: "My injury can't be treated with five dollars, so I searched for it." I got a drug girl."

Ah Yin crossed her arms and was about to speak, when Ah Luo said seriously: "I was afraid that you would be paranoid, but also to avoid suspicion, so I asked the ghost messenger to recruit an ugly one for me."

Ayin's breath was blocked in her chest, and she almost coughed, staring at her in a daze, and only coughed a little.

She squinted in disbelief. "You call that myrtle—an ugly one?"

His eyes unconsciously drifted to the bronze mirror on the side, regardless of whether he could see it or not, but he really wanted to find his facial features urgently.

Ah Luo frowned: "Isn't it?"

"It's so beautiful that you can lay eggs!" Ayin answered quickly, raising her voice a few times unconsciously.She didn't know what kind of messy description this was, but only such a messy metaphor could properly capture her messy thoughts at the moment.

That A Tao has a pink face, almond eyes, and a graceful figure. Although A Yin doesn't want to admit it, such a girl should be first-class beautiful no matter whether she is placed in the sky or on the ground.

She heard Ah Luo silent for a while thoughtfully, and then said helplessly: "I told you, I can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness."

Ah Yin gasped, and bumped into Ah Luo's sincere eyes, digesting this fact in a daze.

She was a little disappointed, but also felt a little absurd. In Ah Luo's eyes, the appearance she cared most about might be no different from the ugly Chen Mazi next door.

As the saying goes, "Women are the ones who please themselves." Now, in this situation, even if there are thousands of styles in the future, who will look at it?She froze for a moment, and couldn't cheer up for a while.

Ah Luo didn't care to appreciate her blushing and white face, he just suppressed his eyes and looked at the floating dust on the ground.

After a long while, she heard A Yin ask: "Ghosts born in Taishan Mansion can't distinguish between beauty and ugliness, so can't the ghosts made by people? So, you will be blind when you go to the underworld?"

Naturally, ghosts can do it, otherwise why would she order the selection?Ah Luo moved his eyes to the desk: "Maybe, it was negligent."

She evaded, but Ah Yin touched her face, immersed in the previous frustration, intentionally or unintentionally ignored this evasion.

At sunset, misty rain began to fall, and the small vendors in the streets and alleys scattered cleanly with their oilcloths on them. A Tao bought it from outside and was covered in water mist. Then, she trotted into the alley, with extended bricks and tiles on both sides, she ran under the eaves of the tiles in two or three steps, still holding the cloth bag with one hand, and pinching the big wet braid with the other.

She looked up at the drops of water dripping from the eaves, like a bead curtain, intermittently, one fell, and it took a long time to congeal before the next one. She looked at it for a while, and thought of something, suddenly smiled Er quietly smiled.

Her smile was very short, like her, timid, as if she would be stolen if she stayed for a while longer, so she lowered her head, hid her smile, and stared at the puddles smashed by raindrops voila.

Three or two seconds later, she stretched out her wet cloth shoes, and the toe of the shoe was lightly dipped in the small puddle.

It was so cold, she couldn't help shrinking her shoulders, it was cooler than Huangquan water.The water in the Yellow Spring is a hundred times cleaner than that in the mud pit, and the mouth is sweet, watering her to grow up every day, but it is not like the water in the middle of the mud pit, which can reflect a rich and beautiful glow.

She liked it a little, and wanted to stretch it out and step on it a second time, but suddenly felt a cool ghostly air on the right side, she turned her face, and saw Lord Futi standing in front of the door with an umbrella.

Lord Buddhi, in black robe and black umbrella, with black hair and jade face, stands like a distant ink painting.

She retracted her feet and went forward with her head down, still holding the cloth bag in both hands, and bowed herself to pay her respects: "My lord."

She doesn't like to talk, and it seems that these two words are the ones she talks the most after her adult form.

Ah Ro handed her a handkerchief.

A Tao was startled, and was silent for a long time in A Luo's movement, and after a while, she took it with shaking hands, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, sir."

She was still standing under the eaves, hiding her anxiety in the moist shadows.

Ah Luo put his hand back, and looked at her from top to bottom. The consideration in her eyes was not obvious, but it was enough for A Tao to feel oppressed without anger and self-confidence. She held the handkerchief in her hand and didn't wipe it off. , just quietly waiting for Ah Luo to ask questions.

As expected, Ah Luo spoke, his voice was soft and hoarse, with a bit of coldness: "You know what I want to ask."

The toes of A Tao's cloth shoes were pointed at the top, but her forearm only hugged the cloth bag tightly. After a long while, she turned a pretty face and looked straight at Ah Luo tremblingly: "A Tao will die."

She was guilty of looking into Lord Yan Luo's eyes without measure, but she was also guilty of other things.

She knew that Ah Luo was not very patient, and she was afraid of delaying her in the slightest, so she took two long and soft breaths and said, "I am a myrtle flower on the edge of Huangquan, which blooms under the bridge of Naihe."

Ah Luo's eyelashes fell gently, but his expression was blocked by the rain, without any warmth.

She listened to the girl in front of her with the attitude of listening to the report ten thousand times, but it was the first time for the girl in front of her to say these words.

She looked down at the potholed mud and said, "When your lord passes by, the corner of his skirt often brushes against me once or twice."

Ah Luo frowned slightly, and A Tao's heart shrank. She dared not say anything rebellious, nor did she want to say it.It's like she always yearns for the tenderness of the corner of her skirt, always listens to her footsteps, and often looks at her back.She always walked indifferently and hastily, and sometimes whispered a few words to Wuqian. When encountering difficulties, she would unconsciously straighten her cuffs, and when encountering noisy souls, she would cover her lips and cough lightly.

Occasionally, she would also chat and laugh with Wuqian, and A Tao stretched her neck in the sister's quivering waist, wanting to watch more.

Once, Master Futi’s maid was stolen by Xu Hua, and he became so angry that he carried Xu Hua into the frying pan and fried it for 100 years.Only then did she realize that the lord also had a maidservant, who was in front of her every day, studying ink and adding incense.

But she is just a Yaoniang, she hopes that she needs her, but also fears that she needs her.

One day, she waited for the ghost messenger from Yan Luodian, saying that she wanted to select Yaoniang for the lord. At that time, she had just transformed into a human form, and planted medicinal materials together with several sisters. She planted the poor wild ginseng that day, and carried The skirt wanted to go back to the house to find a red hairpin, but was told that my lord would be ugly.

"I knew that my lord didn't distinguish between beauty and ugliness, so I bribed the ghost messenger in front of my lord's hall and replaced me." A Tao only said this.

However, Ah Luo tightened his hand holding the umbrella, and shook his head: "Little Yaoniang, how can you bribe the ghost messenger in my temple?"

A Tao stopped, and there were only a few plants falling like flowers in the rain.She finally raised her eyes again, her pale lips bent, showing a bold smile, and she said, "It's a heartache."

Ah Luo held it with his left hand behind his back, and looked back at her seriously.

Myrtle can transform into shape in 1000 years, gather a drop of blood, it is invaluable, and can cure all diseases.

But if you lose your heart and soul, you will lose your cultivation, and you will only have a three-month human form.

Ah Luo shook his head slightly, then stared at her silently.

A Tao lowered her head: "It's A Tao's fault, please punish me, my lord."

But Ah Luo asked her: "How many months?"

A Tao's eyes trembled, and she tightly held onto the veil that A Luo gave her, but she smiled faintly with trembling lips: "Two months and eight days."

With a sound of "click", a drop of rainwater finally condensed, fell from under the eaves, and fell into the accumulated shallow pit.She exchanged her heart and blood for two months and eight days, and she remembered every day.

She heard Ah Luo's long and soft breath, as if hitting her ear, she lowered her head and counted quietly, one, two, three, four.Between her and the adults, there were a few times of breathing while looking at each other.

At the ninth stroke, Ah Luo turned around and sighed to her: "Go back to Taishan Mansion."

Warm mist formed in A Tao's eyes, she bowed respectfully and said, "Yes."

The cloth bag in her arms was bound too tightly, and the things inside seemed to be broken, sticking to her soft belly.She touched it, and remembered what A Yin said that day - this, she likes to eat thin.

In the end, he failed to keep the handful of dried noodles he bought for her, and originally he only wanted to have a little unknown relationship with Ah Luo when he wanted to eat noodles again in the future.

Ah Tao raised her eyes, and saw Ah Luo's remaining black umbrella standing alone by the door.

She smiled quietly, picked up the umbrella and turned to go deep into the rain.

It seems that there is only one sentence that I forgot to say: When Alona ran into Fu Wuyin who was crying outside the Naihe Bridge that day, A Tao was under the bridge.

When Ah Luo turned his head back then, A Tao was the first to see the pink color on his ears.