Rebirth of Ghost White

On that person, look away half an inch.

Lingling moonlight passed across the white face, imprinting on his warm and fair skin, glowing with a seductive silver light, as white as a transparent glass bead, it looks illusory, but it makes people linger, only holding it in your hand The touch and temperature inside made Ghost Lantern feel that the person in his arms is real.

His eyes were tightly locked on the face that was so familiar that it could almost be imprinted in his heart, a glimmer of light flashed in his dark eyes, and he looked very carefully, even refusing to pass over the slightest bit of skin on his face.

The pair of ghost eyes, which were already darker and brighter than ordinary people, became darker and darker, with obvious surprise and inquiry.

A ray of quiet moonlight swept across, just staying at the corner of Bai Ze's mouth, the thin pink lips glowed with transparent moonlight, it was a healthy color, fresh and delicious like a cherry, one couldn't help but kiss Fang Ze, taste it This one is particularly soft and sweet.

The moonlight is cold, and he is dressed in white clothes, like a Taoist cultivating immortals who strayed into the mortal world from the nine heavens. He is indescribably elegant and unparalleled in the world.

Perfect, yet strange, like a banished fairy.

Bai Ze, who closed his eyes and slept soundly, what the ghost lamp saw was gentleness, elegance, and tranquility, so why talk about romantic affairs among flowers?

Gui Deng frowned and looked at Bai Ze in his arms, his eyes were full of confusion that he had never seen before, and the deep black pupils were like a cloud of black mist, slowly spreading towards the eye sockets.

The hands around Bai Ze's waist unconsciously tightened their strength, leaving traces of folds.The ghost lamp stares closely at every inch of the skin and every inch of the eyebrows of the person in his arms. The delicate brows are getting more and more wrinkled. Why, why is it so big? !

With his eyes closed, Bai Ze is gentle, handsome, and uniquely elegant, like a peerless fairy walking out of a painting. The bewitching red marks on his eyelids are just a foil to his entire face, and his whole body is noble and noble.

And for hundreds of years, the Bai Ze in the ghost lamp's impression is either a singing and dancing restaurant, or a beautiful woman in a car, with countless flamboyant flamboyants and endless scandals.

On the charming but elegant face, there is always a drunken look that everyone wakes up and I am alone. Those slender eyes seem to hide countless peach blossoms, making those poor beauties addicted to it, and they don't know how to seduce them. The three souls and seven souls of how many people have been killed.

Whenever he was serious, careful, and wanted to see those eyes carefully, Bai Ze would stand there in a well-behaved manner, slightly raised his head, clasped his hands on his cuffs, smiled slightly, and just watched quietly like this. Holding the ghost lamp, he looked serious like never before.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are slightly squinted, with an intoxicating smile, so pure, so magnanimous, but it seems to contain infinite charm, brewing full of friendship.

As if in April, the delicate peach blossoms blooming on the branches in spring, bright and brilliant, with infinite beautiful style, quietly blooming in the morning light of early spring.

Such pure and clean eyes, now that I think about it, the ghost lamp has never really looked directly at it.

Whenever he looked at such a pure Bai Ze and nodded and smiled at him, he would always be unable to calm down and face up to that pair of eyes that seemed to contain infinite hope due to some unclear reasons. .

So... For hundreds of years, he has missed all those pitiful hopes intermittently and without omission, and after the hope, will there be a deep disappointment from the owner of those eyes?

Or, I didn't watch Qingming at that time because I didn't dare to watch it, I didn't want to watch it, or I didn't pay attention to it after all...

Thinking about it now, in the past hundred years, how many intoxicating amorous feelings have been missed, and those beautiful hopes in youth may have finally achieved a karmic relationship.

Ghost Lantern raised his head and looked around, it was like midnight, the bamboo forest was faint, and the mist was heavy, he forced himself to close his eyes, and put those unsettled romantic thoughts behind him.

But in the blink of an eye, the ghost lamp opened his eyes again, a pair of black eyes were deep and boundless, with a cold light that captured people, as indifferent and solemn as usual, and those confused eyes had long been deeply hidden under the black pupils.

"Hoo--" "Hoo--"

A strange night wind brought a shivering coolness, blowing over the fine fallen leaves on the bluestone board, rolling up the leaves in circles, causing ripples, the cold wind blowing the fluttering corners of Bai Zexian's sleeves, the white corners of the clothes Flying under the moonlight, it seems to go with the wind.

"What smell?" Qiang Liang sniffed the elegant and refreshing fragrance in the air, couldn't help but closed his eyes as if enjoying himself, and immersed himself in this alluring fragrance as if he was inhaling.

The sound of flowers blooming faintly sounded in the night, "crack, crackle", crisp and pleasant.

He Zi calmly drew Qiangliang within his protection range, and looked around cautiously. Almost instantly, there was a "crack", and the sound of flowers blooming rang in his mind.

The fiery trees and silver flowers are just a fleeting scene. How can you imagine the scene of the bamboo flowers blooming in an instant? They don't bloom overnight, but bloom in an instant!

Ren Shiguideng has traveled to many countries in the past hundred years and admired the exotic flowers and plants in various places, but he was far less shocked than the sight before him.

The forest is full of bamboos and flowers, and it is only a momentary scene, but it promises an intoxicating fragrance to the world.

Bamboo blooms, as short as one or two years, and as long as tens of hundreds of years. The white flowers are small and delicate, and the bright yellow stamens stand tall. The petals are delicate and delicate, with a faint fragrance.

However, there are very few people in the world who can see bamboo blooming. Even if they are lucky enough to see this scene of blooming flowers, they will avoid it and stay away!

What's more, they have to go home to burn incense and worship Buddha, praying to God to let them forget this day, so as to avoid bad luck.

There are bursts of quiet fragrance from the snow-white petals. It is the clean and fresh smell of bamboo leaves, with a scent similar to that of marigolds.

How could the world have imagined that behind such prosperity, what kind of decline would be?

The crescent moon in the sky rose to the top of the bamboo grove at some point, and the moon was in the middle of the sky, scattering the clear light all over the ground.

In the hazy night, with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, a carved square lantern was ignited in the air, emitting a faint warm light. Looking up from the ghost lantern, a row of similar carved lanterns lit up in the bamboo forests on both sides of the stone road, and the lanterns stood quietly in midair. In the middle, with a light yellow halo, like golden glass cups standing in the air, bright and eye-catching.

Qiangliang had just recovered from the shock that he had gained weight and might be eaten by bamboo if he was not careful. He had just smelled the fragrance of flowers and seen the scene of flowers blooming in the forest, and now he saw lanterns hanging in the air in the forest And standing, all of a sudden, his curiosity was overwhelmed, and he was about to get up to have a better look.

"Huh, why can't you move? I feel like I'm imprisoned!" Confused in his heart, Qiang Liang raised his eyes. The place where his eyes are parallel is the man's sexy Adam's apple. The dark black collar neatly wraps a slender and strong neck.

He realized it later, stretched out his nose and sniffed at the man's collar, and then... for a long while, he looked at the man who was still hugging him, his eyes were clear and his expression was calm, without the impatience he imagined, but he didn't He choked up his voice, and his tone was slightly suppressed:

"Your body is still the original formula and the original taste."

Hearing these words, there was an expression of forbearance and relief on his face. His gaze was like a torch, and he looked deeply at the person who was still trapped in his arms. His face was affectionate, and his voice was hoarse because of being moved.

"You, you are nostalgic for the taste of the past..."

"No, no, no, I mean, it's time for you to take a bath!" Before Yuzi could finish speaking, he was interrupted. Qiangliang pulled out a hand at some point and put it heavily on Yuzi's shoulder, speaking with earnestness, Very sincere.

"..." After a moment of silence, Kuzi had no choice but to silently let go of the person in his arms.

The stone road was smoky, and there were lights flickering in the distance, and a glazed lamp burst out of the sky.

A plain lantern, dressed in green clothes, walked out slowly, occasionally bamboo leaves trembled, and the delicate leaves fell on the shoulders and hair tips of the man. The long boots were thick, and the bamboo leaves rubbed against each other at the foot, making a fine rustling sound.

The man walked lightly, and the silky cyan outer shirt brushed slowly over the delicate tips of the bamboo leaves without touching a single branch or leaf.

Yue Mo could tell that he was appreciating bamboo, and Yue Mo could also tell that he was a young man with a handsome figure.

But this young man didn't seem to realize at all how much psychological pressure he had brought to the pedestrians stranded nearby by holding a lantern in the middle of the night to enjoy the flowers!

"唦唦" "唦唦"

"I think this place is very evil. It's a crazy thing to hold up lanterns to admire bamboos in the middle of the night!?"

Staring at the blurred figure in front of him regretfully, Qiang Liang clicked his tongue again: "This man must be very handsome, but unfortunately he has a brain problem. Alas, God is jealous of a handsome man!"

From far to near, the person walks lightly, extremely calmly, and has no sense of how much his actions will cause visual damage to others, although the visual effect is more beautiful and wet!

His eyes locked on the figure tightly, and the ghost lamp suppressed the growing uneasiness and apprehension in his heart. His vigilant intuition told him that this person was not simple!

But at this moment, the Ghost Lamp seemed to be focusing all its energy on that person, completely unaware that the white robe around him seemed to be moving his fingers, showing signs of gradually waking up.

"It's been a long time since I came to this world, and when I came out, I met two male actors with their own BGM. It really makes me nervous (Zhang) every time!"

Thinking about it, Qiangliang unconsciously glanced at the ghost lamp, but no one else had time for him, so he could only turn his head and look towards the other side of the stone road in resentment.

The outline of the man just now was still a little fuzzy, but he could be seen to be a handsome man.