Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Yu Miao had just finished taking a bath, and before he had time to change his clothes, he saw a ball of snow-white fur rolling in. As soon as he knelt down and stretched out his hand, the ball of fur slammed into his arms, shaking like chaff .

Ghost!Yujiu save me ah ah ah ah ah!

Jiang Xun was so frightened that his three souls lost his seven souls, and he kept huddled in the warmth and refused to come out until he lowered his head and saw something that might make him feel a needle's eye.

... He felt that he would not be able to look directly at Yu Miao for at least three days.

Yu Miao must have just finished taking a shower, and there is still a little damp heat on his body, a drop of unwiped water hangs on his eyelashes, and the drip has not yet dripped. The color of his lips also turned red due to the heat, and the pure and elegant fragrance of his body permeated Jiang Xun's nose, making his nose a little itchy, so he couldn't help but put the tip of his warm little nose against his chest Rubbed.

…he swears he didn't want to touch that pale pink nipple, he swears.

Of course Yu Miao would not mind this, he casually pulled a bath towel, wrapped himself up, and hugged the cat who refused to look up, went to the table and stool and sat down, a stick of incense was burning on the sandalwood table, next to it was a piece of paper cut into small pieces. Small pieces of Daigo biscuits neatly stacked together.

He picked up a piece, put it into Jiang Xun's mouth, and asked, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Xun obediently held it in his mouth, chewing absently.

Although he doesn't like sweets at all, Yu Miao likes them, so under the helpless comparison, Daigo Cake is considered a dessert that Jiang Xun can accept.

Seeing that the cat started to eat, Yu Miao breathed a sigh of relief, fed it two small pieces, picked it up, cleaned up the cake crumbs on his whiskers, and took out a small comb to comb his hair: " What's up, hmm?"

Jiang Xun groaned, "There is a ghost walking in the garden, help me, it's scary." He could only make the second half of the sentence with abundant emotion and movements. As for whether Yu Miao could understand the first half, it was up to him Can see fate.

Hearing the low sobbing of the little milk cat, Yu Miao seemed to realize something, hugged its tender little front paw, held it flat in front of her, and kissed it.

Jiang Xun: "...It's okay if you don't understand, but don't move your mouth?"

Amu: "(*/ω╲*)"

Jiang Xun: "And you, is there any need to cover your face after reading it?"

Unexpectedly, after the kiss, Yu Miao put Jiang Xun on the bed, put on his clothes rustlingly, took the Guangcheng, wrapped the kitten in his sleeve, and stepped out the door.There was no one around, so Yu Miao took Jiang Xun out, held it in his palm, and asked, "The cat's eyes are psychic. Did you see something unclean?"

The little thing in the palm of his hand nodded up and down.

Yu Miao comforted the soft hair on his forehead with his index finger, stopped and walked all the way, and finally came to the place where Jiang Xun met the strange beauty.

As soon as he approached, Yu Miao's expression changed.

...a strong ghostly aura.

Where did this evil obstacle come from, that it could pass through the Yin family's many seals and block it to this depth?

Jiang Xun squinted his eyes and looked around, afraid that he would see a melting face again, but when he looked at it, he found something unusual.

He let out a low "meow", and stuck his head out of Yu Miao's slightly closed palm. Yu Miao seemed to have sensed it, and put him on the ground. After Jiang Xun landed, he ran around the thing he found, and then squatted down. In the same place, he licked his lips, raised his head and meowed, his eyes were watery, as if he was begging for a reward.

Amu: "...you look like a dog."

Jiang Xun: "Get lost. I look cuter like this."

Yu Miao's expression softened a lot, he hugged Jiang Xun again, kissed his ears rewardingly, took out the handkerchief, touched some things on the ground, put it on the side of his nose and sniffed.

Jiang Xun had a keen sense of smell, and could smell a faint fragrance of ink from a long distance away.

... Moxiang?

Although Jiang Xun didn't want to recall such a terrifying scene, the face of that stunning woman did look like a ruined ink painting after being splashed with water.

Yu Miao thought for a moment, held the kitten and asked, "I'll put you at home in a while, and go to Patriarch Ji to explain the situation. Just go..."

Before Yu Miao finished speaking, Jiang Xun rushed forward and hugged Yu Miao's wrist, turned his face to the side, and meowed sadly, the light in his eyes flickered and seductively, and his eyes were full of water vapor. , terribly wronged.

Amu: "Hey. →_→"

Instead of being ashamed, Jiang Xun said proudly: "Anyway, as long as you don't leave me alone, it doesn't matter if I go up and kiss him."

Yu Miao looked at the pleading kitten tremblingly looking at him in the palm of his hand, and his heart was about to melt, so he planned to investigate the matter clearly and go before it was too late.

He protected Jiang Xun with his palm, and followed the ghostly aura all the way. Although Jiang Xun was not very sensitive to the ghostly aura, he instinctively felt that it was dangerous, so he shrank back as much as possible.

When he came to a residence with a single family and courtyard, Yu Miao frowned after looking up and seeing the words "Tingshizhai" on it, and Jiang Xun also found that the evil spirit disappeared without a trace in this place.

Yu Miao carefully hid Jiang Xun in his sleeve, tucked it away, and was about to go up and knock on the door when the door opened from the inside.

How could Gong Yi have thought that he would quietly poke someone in front of his door, and when he opened the door, he gasped: "Guanqing?"

Listen to Shi Zhai?Gong Yi's residence?

Yu Miao was calm, with a calm expression, as if an old friend came to visit: "Can you let me in for a while? I haven't heard you play for a long time."

Gong Yi touched the bone flute Tianxian on his waist: "I need to go to Shoutian Pavilion to study music scores, I'm afraid..."

Shoutian Pavilion is equivalent to the public library of the Yin family. There are many volumes of strange books and different texts in it. There are also many collections about the rhythm of the Gong family. Since the battle of Bozixu, all the secretaries of the Gong family have been burned, and only a few books remain. The fragments are stored in the Shoutian Pavilion. Now Gongyi is the only one left in the Gong family, and there is no master to teach him. He can only rely on those fragments to study by himself. He is not tired because of this, but is extraordinarily hardworking.

Seeing that Gong Yi's expression was normal, Yu Miao simply didn't mention the bad breath, but when he heard the door of Shizhai closed, he lightly pinched his fingers, leaving a ray of energy, and slipped into it along the crack of the door.

……

Due to a lot of fright, Jiang Xun was still sleepy when he woke up the next day, causing Qin Qiu to circle around him, asking for warmth and worrying for a while. Jiang Xun gave her the sandalwood lip gloss he bought for her yesterday. Give it to her, plus a touch to kill, she finally settled down, her big watery eyes stared at Jiang Xun admiringly, like a well-behaved little pet, and said sweetly: "Brother is the best!"

Jiang Xun touched her bun gently, but a line of words flashed in his mind unconsciously.

"Everyone in the Qin family chewed through the blood of their gums and proclaimed with all their mouths that they are inseparable from the evil spirits."

This "evil spirit" of course refers to Qin Mu, the protagonist of the original book.

Looking at the bright smile of the little guy in front of him, and then turning his head to look at the chaotic snow standing in front of the desk rubbing ink, Jiang Xun couldn't help being lost in thought for a moment.

...How did this situation come about?

What happened in those missing pages?

Of course, Luanxue couldn't see what Jiang Xun was thinking. Under Qin Qiu's guidance, he knelt and sat beside Jiang Xun's table, adding water and grinding, and grinded out a inkstone of clear ink. He picked up the ink stick and drew circles on his palm, and soon his palm was dripping with ink, dripping down his fingers.

Jiang Xun immediately pinched his wrist: "Hey! Don't get it dirty, it's not easy to wash."

Luanxue blinked, unable to figure out what he did wrong, so he simply laughed, he mobilized his spiritual power, condensed the wet ink in his palm, and it turned into an ink plum blossom, he carried the flower to the river Walking in front of him, the invisible big tail behind him wagged happily.

Jiang Xun took it over and wondered, "Who did you learn this from?"

Luanxue gestured and said: "I, flower, give it to the young master. The wreath last time belonged to the lady. This one belongs to the young master." After talking for a long time, he realized that he did not answer Jiang Xun's question, but he wanted to tell someone's The name was still a bit difficult for him, and he couldn't tell clearly: "Yun... Yun..."

Jiang Xun saw that it looked like the Yin family's technique of controlling water, so he guessed: "Sister Yunlu? Patriarch Ji?"

Luanxue nodded fiercely.

If it was Ji Yunshang, it would be reasonable.

When Jiang Xun was reading books, he felt that Ji Yunshang was a very magical existence. She was born in the Ji family of Yuzhang, a very small sect of cultivating immortals, and the skill that this sect is famous for is just wine making.

Afterwards, Ji Yunxi left the Ji family for some reason, entered the Zhan family to practice, and became the only female disciple of the Zhan family.

As a woman, she dared to enter the Zhan family's path of cultivating immortals, which was a strange thing in itself.

Different from the swords of the Yu family, the music of the Gong family, the utensils of the Qin family, and the paintings of the Le family, the Zhan family cultivates bones. This is a fairy school dedicated to cultivating itself into a top-notch weapon. Flowing water can also be impregnable.Due to the extremely hard practice, the number of Zhan's disciples is small, but the school rules are very strict. Headed by Zhan Mei, everyone has a sullen face, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

Jiang Xun didn't know how the author came up with the idea of ​​setting Zhan's skill, but when he saw it, he couldn't help but sighed aloud: Hold the grass, Sanwa.

Speaking of Ji Yunlue, as a weak daughter, she should have repaired her cartilage, at least soft and hard, but who would have thought that she would have trained a whole body of hard bones.

There are only two people in the Zhan family who are single-handedly trained, one is Ji Yunshang, and the other is Zhan Mei.

After the death of his wife, Yin Rucheng, the head of the Yin family, has been lingering on the sick bed. The Zhan family lives in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, which is suitable for recuperating the body. Zhan asked to marry him.But Ji Yunlu had only been married to the Yin family for half a year, and Yin Rucheng fell ill and died.

Yin Rucheng left behind only two daughters, the eldest daughter Yin Qingqing was arrogant, and the second daughter Yin Yunyue was weak and embarrassed, after the Yin clan discussed it, they elected Ji Yunshang to be the head of the Yin family.

The Yin family's practice of the five elements is completely different from Ji Yunxi's previous practice. In order to be qualified as the head of the Yin family, she lost her original skills and practiced from scratch. Fortunately, she is spiritual enough and hardworking. Now Dan has been recast.

Ji Yunlue's personality is so frank and unrestrained. She brews good wine and is naturally addicted to alcohol. She will never get drunk after a thousand cups. She always carries a copper wine jug by her side. She handles things swiftly and swiftly, unlike ordinary women. All Yin's disciples admire his pretentious attitude.

By the way, speaking of Ji Yunshang, I don't know if Yu Jiu mentioned the matter of the female ink ghost last night, after all, he fell asleep in Yu Miao's sleeve yesterday on the way back to the room...

Just as Jiang Xun was in a daze, the desk in front of him suddenly fell onto a person, and a pool of inkstones that Luanxue had just sharpened was directly knocked upside down on the ground.

Luanxue let out an "ah" and looked at Jiang Xun aggrievedly.

Jiang Xun was startled, and immediately stood up, the celestial artifact "Yin Yang" bloomed in his palm, and the tip of the red umbrella aimed at Gong Yi who fell down on the table and was struggling, and was suppressing the "Heaven" he was about to draw out. constitution".

And another group of Yin's disciples were gathering together, condescendingly looking down at the embarrassed Gong Yi.

If it wasn't for Qin Qiu being by his side, she might be in trouble if she got too close. Jiang Xun would definitely not care about such trivial matters.

Gong Yi's face was splashed with ink, and his shoulder was also stained. He gritted his teeth angrily: "Qin, what does this have to do with you! Get out of the way!"

Jiang Xun moved the tip of his umbrella away a little: "If you want to fight, go out and fight, don't affect my sister."

Qin Qiu on the side squeezed his little hands excitedly, and looked at Jiang Xun with admiration. Jiang Xun had no choice but to continue to pretend: "... If you hurt my sister even a little, you have to pay me back a hundred times."

Yu Miao on one side raised his head slightly after hearing the words, and looked between Jiang Xun and Qin Qiu.

Amu: "Handsome!"

Jiang Xun: "Stop booing. They won't hit people in the face, will they?"

Amu: "...(._.)"

... It's amazing. This system has evolved and learned to despise people.

While Jiang Xun was slandering, he saw something from the corner of his eye, and he subconsciously looked at it——

Outside the flower window, there is a slim and charming woman like ink painting, her cat-like eyes are charming and affectionate, and the corners of her lips are smiling, charming and drunk.

Within a few seconds, her facial features trembled and began to melt slowly.