Into Liaozhai and falling in love

Time flies, and it has been almost ten years since Lu Qian moved out of the ancient temple.

He got along well with the future swordsman and part-time ghost hunter. Lu Qian liked this kind of life with people, especially Yan Chixia, who was full of yang, and always gave him the illusion that he was still alive.

Lu Qian was lying on the mat in the yard, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun. The fence at the door creaked, and he didn't even open his eyes: "You're back?"

Yan Chixia glanced at him, took off all the equipment on her body without saying a word.

Lu Qian felt that when he passed by him, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and when he saw the gourd in his hand, he sat up with a grunt: "Have you received the ghost?"

Yan Chixia: "Well, a little devil."

"Little ghost?" Lu Qian stood up, floated closely behind him, and followed into the house.

Yan Chixia held the door, watching him swagger in, expressionless: "I want to change clothes, you go out first."

Lu Qian gave him a white look: "It's not that I don't have clairvoyant eyes, so there's nothing to avoid. Besides, I don't have to look too often, so what, you let that little devil out."

He usually doesn't care about Yan Chixia collecting ghosts, but Yan Chixia is a very principled person, usually only accepts evil ghosts, and puts them in a gourd bottle for refining, but this time it turned out to be a little ghost.

You must know that the little ghost is very weak and has almost no ability to do evil. Even if the little ghost makes trouble, Yan Chixia will only teach a few words.

Yan Chixia looked at him coldly for a while, and seeing that Lu Qian was completely unmoved, she had no choice but to close the door: "Wait until I finish changing."

Lu Qian pursed his mouth and sat on the stool with his chin resting on his hands in boredom: "Why did that kid provoke you?"

Yan Chixia's voice was still cold: "It's an unlucky ghost who didn't provoke me."

"Little unlucky ghost?" Lu Qian turned his face in surprise, "This kind of ghost is not very lethal, why did you bring him back?"

Yan Chixia had just put on half of her clothes, turned around and faced Lu Qian's face, frowning: "Turn around."

Lu Qian wrinkled his nose: "They're all men, so there's nothing to be shy about." Having said that, he turned his eyes away very understandingly, and even changed the subject, "You haven't said why you Bring the kid back."

Hearing no sound, Lu Qian wanted to turn around to see what he was looking at, but he was afraid of offending Yan Chixia.

Some time ago, because he was at home, Lu Qian would often wander around unscrupulously, and the time was not fixed. He accidentally bumped into Yan Chixia taking a bath a few times. Since then, Yan Chixia has become very serious about showing his flesh in front of him. It seems that at any time, I may turn into a pervert and pounce on half of it.

Lu Qian is not afraid of being misunderstood, but he doesn't need to make Yan Chixia not get close to him.

He paused and asked impatiently, "Are you alright?"

Yan Chixia watched his anxious toes on the ground tremble, and then looked at his ears pricked up to listen carefully to the movement behind him, she pursed her lips and remained silent.

After being patted twice on the shoulder, Lu Qian couldn't wait to turn around: "Have you changed?"

Turning around, it was still the dusty clothes just now, Lu Qian frowned and wondered: "You didn't change it? Then why did you let me turn around for so long, you're playing tricks."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were caught by the small package Yan Chixia handed over: "What is this?! Food?!"

Although Lu Qian is a ghost and doesn't need to eat, he still has a sense of taste, and occasionally eats some human food. He doesn't know if there are any harms. Anyway, he hasn't discovered it until now, but it satisfies his appetite.

He is an otaku, and he didn't like to go out when he lived in the ancient temple. Yan Chixia helped him cultivate his preference for snacks.

Yan Chixia has been helping other people in the village to do things within her capacity since she was a child. Sometimes she will receive a small amount of money, and sometimes others will give some food and snacks to offset the debt.

Yan Chixia ate very little pastries and desserts, and almost all of them went into Lu Qian's stomach.

Later, when Yan Chixia grew up, almost no one would give him food for his children, but Lu Qian's habit remained. Yan Chixia saw that he really liked to eat, and occasionally helped him take it when he went out. few.

Lu Qian's eyes sparkled, he opened the oiled paper bag carefully, and exclaimed, "It's sweet-scented osmanthus crisps, is that the sweet-scented osmanthus crisps that only sell fifty packs a day?"

"Yes." Yan Chixia looked at him carefully holding the paper bag sitting on the edge of the table, the corners of his lips curved involuntarily.

Lu Qian turned his face and blinked at him, like a child who got candy, naughty and cute, Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I have to change clothes, don't peek."

...It's endless, right? Don't keep reminding me to watch it. Lu Qian gave him a look: "Who cares to look at you?" His attention was all on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. The fragrance is intense and pleasant.

Lu Qian narrowed his eyes and almost swallowed his tongue.

Yan Chixia shook her head before she took out her clean clothes.

With a few twists and turns, Yan Chixia changed her black tights into a long gray cloth gown: "He has been possessed by a scholar. Although he didn't absorb human energy, that scholar has already been killed by him." I have been unlucky for a long time, and recently my life is even in danger.”

"Tsk tsk tsk." Lu Qian smacked his tongue, obviously not yet able to get out of the sweet taste just now, and replied casually, "Then this unlucky ghost is pretty powerful, but it's not scary, just It can be said that this little devil is so stubborn that he possesses a person."

After eating two pieces, he stopped eating and handed them to Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia raised her face to look at him, facing Shang Luqian's sharp chin: "Eat it, I'll buy it next time."

Lu Qian shook his head: "I've been in line for a long time, the taste in my mouth is still there, save me to eat it tomorrow morning. Do you want it?" He asked casually in the last sentence, and he didn't give up, because he knew Yan Chixia would never Will touch these sweet treats.

Sure enough, Yan Chixia frowned, apparently unable to understand why Lu Qian was so crazy about desserts, he helped Lu Qian rewrap the oiled paper bag with ease, and ensured that all the dregs would fall out under the burning eyes of the other party , turned around and put it in the cabinet.

Lu Qian clapped his hands in satisfaction, and licked the corners of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, as if he was still remembering the sweetness of his taste buds.

The moment Yan Chixia turned around, she immediately thought of whether he also had such a confused expression when he was inhaling Yang Qi.

"Cough, cough, cough." Realizing that she had thought of something terrible, Yan Chixia immediately regained her composure and sat back down again.

Lu Qian opened his eyes, and there was doubt in his big bright eyes: "What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

"Nothing? I was just choked just now?"

"..."

Yan Chixia saw the suspicious look on his face, and hurriedly brought the topic back to the unlucky ghost just now.

Lu Qian's attention was not very focused at first, and his focus almost deviated at the same time.

The author has something to say: Thank you Shilu for the hand grenade, meh, refill.

Today is New Year's Eve, Happy New Year, big babies, what a treat!

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