sword pointing heart possession

boom -

The huge thunder blocked all the surrounding sounds, but Ye Wuhen didn't have time to worry about it, because at that moment, he happened to be able to see the direction of the tower, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes at the fantastic scenery——

The body of Leifeng Pagoda cracked a few big holes under the lightning, but a more dazzling brilliance lit up in the holes, rushing straight up like air currents, bouncing all the broken stones, bricks and tiles, and finally forming a huge The snake shadow uttered a long cry to the sky, and plunged straight into the tumbling dark clouds!

boom -

pouring rain.

"...Brother, Junior Brother! Junior Brother!!"

When Ye Wuhen came back to his senses, what he saw was Yang Xiaochan who kept shaking himself.The still-looking face was full of panic, and the whole body was wet by the rain, and the whole person looked a little messy.

"Junior brother! Junior brother, wake up! I'm going to hit you, I really want to hit you! Woo... Junior brother!"

Ye Wuhen was stunned: "...Senior Sister Xiaochan?"

The cold rain fell in the eyes, a little astringent.Ye Wuhen blinked slowly, and the chaos in his mind was slowly cooled by the rain, returning to clarity.He was shocked and said in surprise: "Senior sister, you, are you crying?"

"Ah! No, no! It's rain! Rain!" As if trying to cover up, Yang Xiaochan wiped her face with her already soaked sleeve, gnashing her teeth, "You scared me to death! You've been motionless since just now!  … …Let’s go, let’s go back quickly! Come out and encounter this kind of thing, next time we must watch the almanac before we talk about it!”

...Nine times out of ten, I will forget it.Ye Wuhen thought so, and looked down at him.

Since they rolled down the hillside, the two of them didn't suffer any injuries, but they inevitably got a lot of dust.After being poured by the heavy rain, it turned into a muddy soup, hanging sticky on the body, very uncomfortable.

Although what happened just now was a little frightening, but it is better to go back and take a bath first.Ye Wuhen wiped the rain off his face and wanted to stand up. As a well-educated disciple of Tibetan swords, such a distressed appearance is really unsightly.

At this moment, Xiaochan suddenly made a move, grabbed Ye Wuhen by the collar, and threw him onto her back!

His body hurt from being hit by the epee, Ye Wuhen couldn't help but hissed, and twisted his body uncomfortably: "Senior sister, I can walk by myself, you don't have to..."

"Shut up!" Xiaochan suddenly yelled, her voice could not contain her tears: "I am your senior sister!"

"If you can't even protect your own junior, what kind of senior sister..."

boom -

Lightning flashed across the sky, and the rain was getting heavier.

Ye Wuhen fell silent, and suddenly stretched out his short arms, wiped Yang Xiaochan's face, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you are so surprised, we are just looking at the scenery, the weather is beyond your control. "

Yang Xiaochan turned her head and gave him a deep look, and said bitterly: "You are heartless!" After saying that, she rushed into the rain curtain and ran towards the villa.

Heartless?Staying on the senior sister's back, burying his head in the wet cloth, Ye Wuhen smiled.

If it makes everyone happy, it doesn't matter if you pretend to be heartless.

Although they managed to miss lunch, when the two of them rushed back to Zhuangzi, they still received unlimited ginger soup distributed by the kitchen. Health—well, it can actually be understood as rich and self-willed.

Xiaochan pinched her nose and poured ginger soup, while complaining: "I also added brown sugar...but it would be better to stew ginger with snake soup, what do you think, junior brother?"

Ye Wuhen: Why is my senior sister always talking about snakes today?

Tired day, night.

Ye Wuhen, who was originally immersed in sleep, heard a vague voice outside the window.

hiss - hiss - hiss -

As if a blade was slicing the ground, the sound of thin and dense friction sounded outside the window, and it felt a little sticky, which made people feel irritated.

Ye Wuhen was in a daze, and even though he felt something was wrong, he still failed to open his eyes.

Kacha——The originally locked window was quietly opened, looking out, the sky was starless and moonless at the moment, under the dark sky, even the lights that were lit at night in the villa seemed to have dimmed a lot.

A long black figure crawled down the window frame, and the scarlet eyes flashed with a strange light.The sound of the seemingly heavy body moving became smaller and smaller, but this dead silence made people even more afraid to let go.

Ye Wuhen frowned, feeling very uncomfortable... as if being stared at by something, the cold gaze made people think...

"Sure enough, you~"

This voice, Senior Sister Xiaochan?

"Hiss—" As if the good thing had been interrupted, the visitor let out an annoyed cry, but he did not come closer.

"I escaped from the Leifeng Pagoda with the ability of my junior brother during the day, but now I come to harm people~ Sure enough, monsters are monsters, and the sad and beautiful love legends are really unbelievable!" It was the voice of sighing, and the provocation of Xiaochan's lowered voice : "It's a pity, I can't let you go~ let this lady go!"

Well……!

As the battle between the two sides progressed, thoughts began to become confused again.Ye Wuhen grasped the quilt unconsciously with both hands, and in the half-dream and half-awake state, he seemed to hear the senior sister's roar, and a foul smell that was getting closer——

"what!--"

Bounced up from the bed, Ye Wuhen panted in shock, only feeling terrified.

What was it last night?The feeling of being swallowed by a beast...

After calming down, Ye Wuhen instinctively touched the light and heavy sword on the bedside - as a hidden sword that has been carrying a big heavy sword since childhood, the generous or sharp touch can give them a sense of security.

However, when he stretched out his hand, he didn't want to miss the hilt of the sword, but touched another cool and slippery thing, with fine patterns on the round strip, the feel was very similar to the cornerstone of Leifeng Pagoda yesterday.

Ye Wuhen froze.

Carefully turning his head to the side, what he saw was not something scary, but a bunch of small white balls.Ye Wuhen rubbed his eyes, stretched out his hand to poke, this is... a ball of thread?

"Hiss—" a feeble voice sounded from the "ball of thread", as if to protest.Ye Wuhen fiddled with it carefully twice, and found...it was actually a little white snake tied into a knot.

The little snake seemed to have been tortured a lot before, but now it looks listless, its golden snake eyes are half-closed, and when it saw him, it just opened its mouth and yelled twice, then lowered its head again , no longer care about people.

Next to the little snake, there is a note with beautiful handwriting, which reads:

"Junior brother, happy birthday——Yang Xiaochan."

birthday?Ye Wuhen thought hard, is it his birthday today?

Due to the limited number of days in a year, and the number of Tibetan sword disciples far exceeds the number of these days, if everyone's birthday has to be celebrated, it will be too busy at all.Therefore, except for the six owners and the old owner, everyone else’s birthday is a gathering of good friends who are close to each other, and they will not inform other people with great fanfare—in fact, the owners are the same, they just pay attention to their birthdays. There are too many disciples, and it is not easy to live in private.

Looking at the wilting little white snake, the corners of Ye Wuhen's eyes curled up, um—it's really a good gift=V=Although I don't know if the senior sister caught it first and used it as soup.

Ok?

Turning his gaze back to the note, Ye Wuhen keenly discovered that there was another faint signature with a different handwriting under the signature of Xiao Chan, ah no, Senior Sister Xiao Chan:

——and your most loyal subordinate, Zhihong.

……ah?What the hell?

The author has something to say:

Zhihong can be regarded as one of the prehistoric ones~ Spoiler here, the timeline of the owner of Shaozhuang is Datang-Honghuang-Fengshen-Datang, others don't have the first item, SO... you guys Understand OVO

Please keep your claws~~