818 The actor who was raised by my milk

Outside the Ghost Marshal's mansion, a few ghost soldiers got together and exchanged glances.

It's not that they want to learn how to fall in love with Guishuai, it's just that they really can't hold back their desire to gossip, but the person they want to gossip about is too scary, even if they are daring, they don't dare to talk nonsense, So I can only bow my waist to cover my face, and rely on micro-expressions to convey messages.

A raised eyebrow on the left indicates that Guishuai is giggling.

The lowered eyebrow on the right indicates that Guishuai is writing poetry.

Blinking the left eye, it means Guishuai stayed at Marriage Branch for a day.

Blinking his right eye, it means Guishuai sighed a hundred times again.

Knocking his upper and lower teeth means that Guishuai is eating with Yuyuanzhi, but what he eats are snacks brought back from the world, while Yuyuanzhi "eats" all kinds of elixir.

Today's "eye-browsing" is very easy to understand. The ghost soldier in blue pouted his mouth on the eaves. The ghost soldier in black looked at the eaves, staring at the eaves, with his mouth open in an O shape. Then the ghost soldier in blue pointed his hands at his cheeks, doing He made a scary cute gesture, which means "the color of blushing", and the black-clothed ghost flicked his messy hair, which means "fluttering like a girl's mind".

In the direction where their eyes pointed, there were erratic will-o'-the-wisps hanging under the eaves.

No matter whether it is the ghost soldiers of this generation or the previous generation, even their primitive ancestors know that ghost fire is responsible for the atmosphere of the underworld. In response to the occasion, there has never been a warm color.

But at this moment, outside the Ghost Commander's Mansion, which represents the strongest combat power in the underworld, the will-o'-the-wisp that has been swaying for thousands of years is actually replaced with a warm color-the center of the flame is bright light orange, transitioning outward layer by layer. Very girly pink.

Legend has it that there is a very precious gem in the world called padparadscha (lotus corundum), and its selling point is this pink and orange color scheme.

The bright spring fire illuminated the green-faced and long-fanged appearance of the ghost soldiers, and the contrast was extremely strong, as if a dyeing workshop had been opened on each of their faces.

The dye workshops winked and weighed in their hearts. It’s okay for the ghost handsome to stay behind closed doors for a week, and it’s okay to be obsessed with that marriage branch every day. Now even the will-o’-the-wisps have been replaced by love. One step closer?If it continues like this, will it make them dye their fangs into powder?

In the backyard, the crimson moonlight and the pink orange will-o'-the-wisp glowed together, casting a layer of rippling soft light on Guishuai's handsome face, which was originally carved from ice and jade. Guishuai stood in front of the marriage branch, stroking the will The unopened flower bud sighed for the 179th time today, but his expression was not sad. No matter what angle the light fell into his eyes, when it came back, it was full of sweet pampering.

His twigs are finally about to bloom.

The military master looked at his handsome ghost from a distance, but felt that his brain was probably covered in pollen. A while ago, he read books and recited love stories every day, and wanted to pursue Chi Ming with all his heart, but these days he put all his thoughts on flowers. , it's hard to imagine that the wise and powerful Guishuai of his family didn't notice a problem-the marriage branch is Chiming's, if it really blooms, it means that Chiming will meet the real marriage destined for this life, and then he will be married. Shuangshoushuangfei, but there is no such thing as ghostly handsome, even if you want to be a mistress, you won’t be able to get a position for a while, and you have to wait for someone’s fate to run out before you have another chance. They all say the size of the flower buds and the number of petals It hinted at the shelf life of a marriage. Judging by the appearance of this flower, Chi Ming might not be able to break up with her in his lifetime.

If he wanted to dominate Chi Ming, Gui Shuai should have pinched this flower directly. Now that he is raising his son like that, he is completely cultivating a love rival for himself!

The frightening thing is that Guishuai himself didn't realize this point at all, and said to Hualei when he had nothing to do: When you open, I will take you to see Mingming.

It seems that Chi Ming will throw himself into his arms when he sees a flower branch.

The military master also followed the ghost and sighed, and silently took two steps back, fearing that if he got too close, he would accidentally get the foolishness of the handsome ghost.

There was no wind, but the will-o'-the-wisp under the eaves suddenly shook violently, and an invisible but strong aura emanated from the commander's mansion. The military division raised his head shivering, and saw his ghost commander excitedly holding up the marriage branch, looking carefully at the firelight. If you look closely, the tip of the nose almost touches the flower.

The outermost petals slowly opened, like a butterfly finally breaking out of its cocoon, and stretching its brisk wings in the wind for the first time.

Guishuai eagerly raised his hand, as if wanting to caress the new life, but finally stopped at a position close to him, tracing the shape of the petals through a layer of air.

Soon, the first petal opened to the most perfect position, and the second petal also trembled slightly in the firelight. Guishuai's lips were tightly pressed together, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was rising uncontrollably. He wanted to be with this Duohua said hello, but couldn't decide what vocabulary to use.

His eyes moved from the first petal to the second one, and after waiting for a while, the second one didn't move, but the angle of the first one dropped a little more.

A small question mark floated in Guishuai's heart, his eyes fell with the petals, and soon the question mark turned into an exclamation mark.

The petal fell all the way to the bottom, touched the translucent branch, and then fell with an inaudible sound.

Guishuai suddenly clenched his fists, as if he saw a beautiful butterfly flapping its wings for the first time, and then disappeared in the storm.

Then, an invisible barrier rose outside the entire handsome mansion, not to mention that the wind could not blow in, every detail of the backyard, from the vegetation to the bricks and stones, seemed to be frozen, even every hair of the handsome ghost remained still , within [-] meters, only the buds on the Marriage Branch are not affected, the second petal unfolds quietly, draws a beautiful arc, and then falls to the ground like the first petal, exuding a scent that seems to be absent .

At this rate, this long-awaited flower will wither before the night is over.

Guishuai frantically put the branches back in place, crackling and adding a bunch of protective spells, but they couldn't stop the flowers from blooming and withering.

This flower represents a fate, unless the fate is exhausted, the flower will not wither.

Gui Shuai frowned as if he finally remembered something.

In this way, on the third day after Chi Ming's accident, he realized belatedly that the love object he had been thinking of had come to the underworld ahead of time.

Mr. Guishuai, who has never known hot and cold, trembled all over his body, as if a layer of goosebumps had developed, his mind was empty as if washed by the river of forgetfulness, and then it was like encountering a torrent of turbulent currents, mixing in many messy thoughts .

Flowers bloom, people die, fate is broken, flowers wither...

Guishuai's expression froze, he pulled the military master over, ordered him to guard the flower branches, and added a bunch of spiritual pills and spirit stones like pouring beans into the water, and then his figure flickered, without even pretending, he just stepped on a few The ghost fire crossed the river of forgetfulness, found Chi Ming's position in an instant, flicked his long sleeves in the hunting wind, and fell in front of him with the crane feathers wide open.

The first time the two met each other, Chi Ming was stunned.

Ever since he found out that he had known Yan Jiu since he was eight years old, and proposed marriage ignorantly and fearlessly, his whole person was a little bad. Out of distrust of himself, he recalled his life again, trying to find out if there was any For other omissions, I found that I didn't forget anything that should be forgotten, but I forgot the most unforgettable first love.

The sense of time in the underworld is different from that of the human world. Chi Ming doesn't know how long it has passed, but he only knows that he seems to be stuck in a dead end, and his mind is full of unconfirmed conjectures. Why has Yan Jiu never mentioned this past to him?Is it worth mentioning?Still a little mad at him?Or didn't he match the grown-up him with his childhood?Or did he forget it too?

Behind these rational conjectures, Chi Ming vaguely had some thoughts that he didn't dare to think about.

There is a playful marriage contract between little brats, and he has heard Xiao Jiu mention similar things...

The sudden appearance of Guishuai interrupted Chi Ming's sinking deeper and deeper thoughts in time, but also gave him a difficult problem beyond the outline.

This man descended from the sky. He was two meters tall, his legs were long, and he wore a blue-faced fang-faced armor on his shoulders. Every step he took, there was a faint blue fire. The most important thing was that his face looked familiar.

Chi Ming asked uncertainly, "Mr. Baili?"

Mr. Baili frowned slightly, and his expression showed a coldness that was not usually seen. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows when he heard this, and managed to regain some smile, "Yes, friend, let me introduce you again. I am Baili Wu Yue, the commander of the underworld ghost."

"Ghost handsome?" Chi Ming noticed the shadowy buildings on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness, "Hell??"

"I'll explain this later." Mr. Baili leaned over to pull Chi Ming up, and said anxiously, "Come with me."

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Although late, Rigeng's heart is very sincere!