Ghost Bridgroom

Although Zhuge Qingtian seemed unreliable, he was actually very easy to coax, as long as his request was fulfilled, he would stop making trouble, and today was the same, as he wished, he lay quietly on the bed after supper and did not bother Qianren again.

Ghosts do not need sleep or rest, but to pass the long years, they will occasionally enter into a temporary unconscious hibernation to pass the time.

Zhuge Qingtian in the dormant state closed his eyes and did not breathe, as if he had really turned into a corpse.It was rare that the room became quiet, and Qian Ren was not used to hearing the rustling of the leaves rustling by the cool wind.

The boy on the bed was silent, took off his shoes before going to sleep, and cleaned his mouth with tooth powder. All his behaviors were the same as those of a living person.Seeing that he still wrapped the quilt tightly even though he clearly couldn't feel any temperature, Qian Ren just meditated in silence and didn't remind him that even though it was almost autumn, ordinary people wouldn't feel the slightest bit of coolness in this late summer weather.

When the monks reach the Nascent Soul stage, they don’t drink or eat, don’t know the cold and heat, and don’t see autumn and winter. For ordinary people, they are beyond the existence of worldly troubles, but Zhuge Qingtian, who is no different from them, still yearns for the dream that is within reach of everyone. ordinary life.Those things that are very cumbersome to him are the only good memories of this person in this world.

Standing by the bed and looking at the young man hugging the quilt tightly, Qian Ren thought, everyone in this world thinks differently, perhaps, what really makes people unable to let go is not the kind of life they have lived, but the life they have never experienced. There was no choice in the first place.

No matter how much a dead person pretends to be alive, he can't return to his appearance when he was alive. Zhuge Qingtian hugged the quilt unconsciously, but his head remained on the pillow. If ordinary people saw it, it would be a terrifying scene, but Qian Ren just shook it as usual Shaking his head, he thought to himself, other people sleep at most by kicking the quilt, but he is fine, it is quite unusual to turn around immediately after sleeping.

Zhuge Qingtian is a very weird ghost, obviously he has a sad memory of being treated coldly by the world, and after his death, he ushers in a lonely life without any warmth, but he uses his playful and impermanent appearance to make himself look not sad at all.

Everyone in the Jianghu said that the Great Protector of the Demon Sect is a real demon cultivator without emotion. He is not interested in anything, and he doesn't seem to have any desires.But no one knows that he also has some preferences of his own.Bi Qianren, who does not have a good impression of the world, actually appreciates a hard-working and serious life.It is the only little hobby left in his life to protect those seedlings who are struggling to survive in the barren soil, and then leave quietly in the dark.

Gently putting the severed head and neck together, he took out a roll of white silk cloth used by Jianghu people to bandage wounds, wrapped it tightly around the young man's neck three times, and then pinched the spell and printed it on it, After a little push to make sure that the end would not fall off easily, he got up and left.

But before he left, he glanced at the dormant ghost. The boy's face in the moonlight was peaceful and serene as if he had never experienced any wind and rain. Finally, he couldn't help sighing, "Fool."

As the moon turns and the stars move, the night is finally over. In the morning, the thin sunlight falls from the yellowish window paper into the wing room. With the sound of the first rooster crowing, the boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and the vitality permeated his body again. The cheerful voice first broke the silence in the room, "My lady, I can talk at dawn! What do you want to eat earlier? My pancakes are amazing!"

He had already planned out the activities of the day just before dawn, but before he could elaborate, he finally found out that his head was unexpectedly honest today. He hurriedly went to the mirror to see that the once terrifying scar had been covered by a white silk cloth. Covering it, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "Hey, my neck..."

Qian Ren was almost mentally prepared for how noisy he was, so he just kept his meditation posture, closed his eyes and said calmly: "Your head is jumping too much, it's better to tie it up."

As soon as Zhuge Qingtian said this, he knew that this person must have bound up the wound while he was asleep. The cloth around his neck was wrapped so well that he couldn't find where the connection was. You can imagine how meticulous the bandage was.Silently imagining what Qian Ren's expression should be at that time, Zhuge Qingtian immediately regretted why he had to sleep so honestly, doesn't he, a fool, know how to pretend to be asleep?This man may only have once in a lifetime tenderness, so he missed it!

Fumbling his fingers around his neck, he looked expectantly at the man in black who was meditating, and asked tentatively, "My lady...how about you tie me up again?"

Naturally, Qian Ren directly ignored this kind of strange request, and saw at a glance that the man's dishonest hands were trying to untie the cloth strip, and said decisively and coldly: "If you dare to untie it, I will kick you into the moat."

The gentleness of the Great Protector of the Demon Sect always only exists at night, but during the day he is as cruel as ever.There is no doubt that this person will really kick him away, Zhuge Qingtian can only learn from the pain in his heart, this is the end of not caring about the wife sleeping on the bed!What a loss!

After covering up the scars on his neck and changing the tattered clothes he wore when he died, Zhuge Qingtian now looks like a pale and handsome young man, and he won't be recognized as a ghost while walking on the road.Qian Ren thought that since he was traveling, it would not be a problem to meditate in the room all day, so he took him to the street.As for the people in the Tianshi Mansion who nervously opened the monitoring spirit arrays and were always ready to deal with emergencies, Qian Ren said that as a demon cultivator, he was not going to save manpower and material resources for the orthodox sect.

The south of the Yangtze River has always been a beautiful place. Every city here has its own unique scenery, and Jiangdu is close to the coast, forming a magnificent and majestic style with the hanging willows in the city and the turbulent waves outside the city.The architecture of Jiangdu inherits the meticulous craftsmanship of Jiangnan, every stone and every tree is very particular, but it is a little more grand than other cities, and the scenery is excellent.Along the way, Zhuge Qingtian felt that he couldn't see it at all, and even the carved glazed tiles under his feet were interesting, so he sighed: "I've never been on the roof before, it feels so fresh!"

Yes, as a lonely demon cultivator, Qian Ren has no interest in rubbing shoulders with mortals on the street, even if he goes out, he is unique, walking directly from the roof has no intention of blending in with the crowd, and now he just listens to Zhuge Qingtian's words Said: "Dangerous people must have self-awareness, don't run into the crowd if you have nothing to do."

They are a natural monster and a fierce ghost. If they really come into contact with mortals, I am afraid that tonight the Tianshi Mansion will check the bodies of the people one by one. I'm afraid I won't feel good if I avoid the taboo. It's better to keep a distance from the crowd from the beginning.

However, this also meant that he had to endure Zhuge Qingtian's exuberant curiosity alone, and after walking a few steps, the man saw the street vendor, and immediately stepped forward to grab him excitedly: "Lady, do you eat candied haws? "

Except for my master Qian Ren, I can't think of any adult monk who would eat this kind of child food, and he refused without even looking at him, "I won't eat it."

Zhuge Qingtian's strength is still unknown, but his perseverance is definitely the best in the world, he was rejected for a while, and then he saw a busker breathing fire on the street, his eyes lit up immediately, and he grabbed Qian Ren's clothes and shouted : "Miss, do you want to watch juggling?"

"dont see."

Still refused without hesitation, Qian Ren's attitude was very resolute, he has never seen any spells for a Nascent Soul cultivator, why should he watch mortals pretending to be gods?

Seeing that this person is only walking on the roof blindly, he has no interest in the scenery, and he doesn't even glance at the shops he passes by. It really doesn't look like he is enjoying himself. With such a boring ending, Zhuge Qingtian couldn't help sighing: "My lady, don't you want to buy rouge and gouache?"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Ren finally stopped being expressionless, he pressed the ghost's head and gritted his teeth, and said, "You are looking for your own death!"

Fortunately, he didn't want to kick his wrapped head away again, and Zhuge Qingtian escaped from the sky, but the ghost became distressed again, so the lady was indeed not indifferent, but after offending this person and then he Isn't the situation of being beaten the same as usual?It's a rare trip, and he wants to be more enjoyable...

Qian Ren's ability to become the last virgin in the Devil's Dao is due to his own physical fitness and incomprehensible temperament. Zhuge Qingtian's indifference, which cannot be shaken even by the best efforts of many demon girls, is really uncertain. I can only sigh: "My lady, we have walked through three streets and you still don't look sideways. What can arouse your interest?"

Glancing at him, Qian Ren's answer was quite in line with his status as a demon cultivator, "Fight and fight, demons and ghosts."

What kind of life has this person lived so far?Isn't there anything more harmonious in his world?

After sighing again how cruel this man was, Zhuge Qingtian thought about it, this is not bad, at least he is within the range of interest of the lady!Does this mean that for Qian Ren, he is more attractive than the beautiful scenery and bustling streets in the south of the Yangtze River?Did the lady like him so much?

Seeing with his own eyes that he healed himself so radiant in an instant, Qian Ren didn't want to think about what went through in this man's mind, and his intuition told him that it was definitely the answer that challenged his endurance.

Just like that, when the unusual outing of the two of them was about to end during the walk, Zhuge Qingtian, who persisted and refused to give up, was still looking around, when suddenly a familiar figure fell into sight, expecting that this time Qianren must be When he became interested, he decisively grabbed him and said, "Miss, look, isn't that Mo Pan? Why does he flirt with people?"

The successor of the Tianshi Mansion more or less meets the standard of fighting. Qian Ren stopped and looked in that direction, and it really looked like there was nothing to look forward to.He thought that he couldn't do nothing but take a walk when he went out to practice. Since he was not interested in the secular world, it would be better to watch some turmoil in the world, so he said: "Go, go and see."

The author has something to say: He Huan: Let me tell you quietly, my apprentice likes to cultivate!He was born with the character of an old mother who loves to take care of others!

Zhuge Qingtian: What, is the lady so gentle and virtuous? !

Qian Ren: Because of whom do you think I am so proficient at cleaning up messes?

The sad Mr. Mu next door: I understand the hardship of being the last normal person in the world.