Into Liaozhai and falling in love

Recalling the old story, and hearing the word "Jo|Join" from him so bluntly, Yan Chixia blushed slightly, turned her face and asked him: "Have you both?"

Lu Qian shook his head: "I have no choice. First of all, it's impossible for me to kill people and drink blood. It's too dirty." Who knows what's in the blood, and it smells bad, who wants to drink it.

Yan Chixia: "..." Well, there is no doubt that it is a good reason.

The corners of Lu Qian's eyes and brows were filled with distaste that couldn't be concealed: "Secondly, it's the second method you mentioned." He clicked his tongue twice, "Even as a ghost, I can't accept that my private life is so chaotic. To seduce people, I can't do this kind of thing."

You must know that in the modern world, he is a nerd. He hasn't given his first love yet, and how can a person who is still alive with his first kiss be able to accept promiscuity.

It's still such a disgraceful handover. After handing over, I looked down and saw the shriveled human bones. It must not scare the psychological shadow.

Lu Qian, who also regarded himself as a human being, shook his head in disgust: "Anyway, I don't have anyone who cares about me. It doesn't matter if I disappear or reincarnate, so I won't pay back karma in the future. Secondly, I don't need so much power now, and even if I do, I don't need so much power. Urgent, how could it be necessary to use that kind of, uh, dirty method to achieve the goal."

Yan Chixia curled the corners of her mouth, and at the same time slightly frowned.

Is there someone who has no worries at all, then...

A strange feeling arose in her heart, Yan Chixia turned her face away and swallowed her saliva.

Before the slight arc of Yan Chixia's lips faded away, Lu Qian turned his face, poked his face and asked a new question, with a voice that was two or three points heavenly and charming, as if He said, "Oh, by the way, have you figured out how to save the villagers in dire straits?"

Yan Chixia frowned even tighter, and shook her head regretfully: "Not yet."

The corners of Lu Qian's brows twitched, he frowned and thought for a moment, then swayed down from him.

"Hero Yan, I have an idea." Lu Qianpiao stood in front of him with sparkling eyes.

He always speaks out of order and unreliable, Yan Chixia only thought he was teasing her, and added a few words: "Yes."

Lu Qian stood in front of him, blocked his way with his hands outstretched, and shouted angrily, "Wait for me."

Yan Chixia stopped, and stood facing him, staring at him with puzzled eyes, as if to say: If you have something to say, hurry up, I'm still in a hurry to catch ghosts.

Although I was very stinky when I was a child, I still respected my own opinion, but now I just ignore it, I can't bear it.

Lu Qian's eyes were bigger and brighter than the bronze mirror hanging at the door, and his words were sharp: "Did you listen to me well?"

Yan Chixia was lowering her head to check her equipment, when she raised her face and paused for a while, she choked out a sentence: "Well, tell me."

Lu Qian: "..." What did I want to say just now?

Anger surged up in a flash, but Lu Qian was like a balloon that had been poked to burst when he met Yan Chixia's innocent and innocent eyes.

It's shameful to be cute, but - so cute.

Lu Qian followed him dejectedly: "I mean I have a way!"

Seeing his dejected appearance, Yan Chixia finally planned to cheer him on, and asked earnestly without losing face: "Well, what can you do, let me know."

Hurt by his obvious expression and tone, Lu Qian couldn't keep up his energy, and hung softly on his shoulder: "I don't want to say it, it's not a good idea anyway."

Yan Chixia retracted her foot that was about to step out, stood still, turned and went back to the room.

Lu Qian hugged his neck lazily, without opening his eyes. Anyway, he would remind himself to come down before going to catch ghosts.

Yan Chixia was sitting on the edge of the table, poking the shoulder of the ghost on her back: "Well, let's have a good talk."

Lu Qian propped up half of his head feebly: "What's there to talk about?"

Yan Chixia thought for a while and said, "Talk about how to catch ghosts?"

Lu Qian opened his eyes and looked at him. It's too late to save face now, my young heart has been deeply hurt by you.

Yan Chixia continued to say with a blank face: "You are a ghost, and you have lived in that forest for decades, so you should already know their living habits very well, so your suggestion is very important."

Seeing his stern and serious expression and the serious tone of his academic discussion, even Lu Qian, who was still arguing for attention just now, almost believed what he said was true, and his eyes flashed with anticipation: " real?"

Yan Chixia let out a breath in her heart, but her face was completely calm: "Really."

Lu Qian, who had been greatly satisfied with his self-esteem, was resurrected with blood, and immediately floated to the opposite of Yan Chixia, floating on the stool in an orderly manner, and raised his opinions in a serious manner.

"Didn't you say that many of those villagers don't believe that there are ghosts in this world, or that they don't believe that such a beautiful Meijiao|mother is actually a ghost, so they were lured by ghosts and lost their lives? They are all dead, seeing is believing, and hearing is believing, so even if everyone is on guard, they always seem to be separated by a layer of membrane and don't care so much, then you say..."

He twitched the corner of his eyes, looked at Yan Chixia mysteriously, and hooked his fingers.

Yan Chixia was puzzled: "Huh?"

Lu Qian gave him a white look, and hooked his chin with the tip of his index finger: "Silly, come here."

The icy cold temperature invaded instantly, Yan Chixia's chin trembled for a moment and a layer of goosebumps appeared, she lowered her eyelids and stared at the abnormally white hand.

Lu Si'an: "..." It's really boring.

He withdrew his finger, rolled his eyes, and said in a shrill voice, "What if they really saw a ghost? Did everyone see a ghost together in the public? But this time he didn't die, but was almost sucked dry by the ghost—" ——When their lives were hanging by a thread, they finally managed to escape with their lives, so do you think they will follow the woman whose origin is unknown?"

Originally, she was just trying to make him happy, but she didn't expect to hear a practical solution. Yan Chixia frowned and thought: "That being said, the targets, times, and places of their attacks are different. How can we summon him?" Everyone, go and watch." If it could be predicted in advance, then Yan Chixia really wanted to try to catch them.

Lu Qian slapped him on the forehead. Although it didn't hurt, it made a particularly loud sound, which instantly brought Yan Chixia back from her meditation.

Lu Qian snorted coldly: "What are you thinking about? Those ghosts are century-old evil ghosts who have absorbed so much energy. You still want to fight against them with your more than ten years of Taoism. I can tell you, don't be impulsive in everything. Don’t make people unable to save them at that time, but pay for yourself first.”

He muttered in a low voice, "Don't just rely on your righteousness to do whatever you want, they are just a bunch of scattered sand and dare not understand you, if you really threaten them to hold together and decide who will kill who."

Yan Chixia: "..."

Yan Chixia: "Yes, I know."

Lu Qian said with a straight face: "You don't know! When I say let them see it, I mean acting. Do you understand acting?"

Yan Chixia didn't nod or shake her head, but the doubt flashed in her eyes clearly showed that she didn't understand.

Lu Qian snorted coldly: "I don't know the time and place where those ghosts attacked, but is it difficult to guess the target?"

There was a look of disdain on his face, "No wonder there are two kinds of people, one is the blade who is extremely greedy and lustful, as long as he sees Meijiao-niang with a lot of money on her, he can go with someone as long as he hooks his hand ;there is another kind of poor scholars who claim to be lofty, full of talk and unrealistic fantasies about love, they don't want to accept the reality, they will imagine that there are beautiful ghosts who fancy their loftiness, and voluntarily transform into|Human form and combine with them, As long as you think about these two kinds of things in real life, you will know that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky."

Lu Qian waved his hand and snorted coldly. Before he was alive, he also looked down on this kind of person very much, but everyone has their own way of life, so he doesn't comment.

Yan Chixia stared at his face for a long while, pursed her lips and turned her gaze away, and asked, "Then your repayment, isn't it just this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing?"

"..." Why did you mention this again?It's true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted. When it comes to repaying kindness, Lu Qian has a big head. Now, after calculation, it is almost the day when Ning Caichen will come.

Although ghosts don't suffer from headaches, Lu Qian still pressed his temples habitually, drooping his head: "This is not a pie from the sky, this is his life, it is the blessings he accumulated in his previous life, besides, That scholar is still different from others."

Yan Chixia's hand, which was pouring tea, trembled, and two or three drops of brown tea splashed onto the back of his hand.After wiping it off without any trace, he didn't continue to pour water, and withdrew his hand and put it under the table: "What's the difference?"

Lu Qian sneered: "The scholar may be more able to pretend (force) than other scholars." Like others, the red flags are fluttering outside and the red flags are not falling at home, but he is the whitest in history.

Three wives and four concubines are still good man characters, of course only limited to Ning Caichen in the story.

Although I didn't understand the meaning of his words, I could also understand the disdain in his tone. It seemed that it was not a good word.

Yan Chixia took a sip of tea, looked up at him slowly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lu Qian scratched his head: "I read his life book before, it's not that he didn't do well, I just don't like what he did."

Yan Chixia twitched her eyebrows: "Oh?"

The author has something to say: Yan Chixia: Oh?

Lu Qian: Oh, your sister!The mouth is still broken.

Yan Chixia blushed: Then tomorrow.