The director is a god... stick!

"I will never mistake this aura on him...the disgusting aura..."

The female ghost gritted her teeth and said.

The silver ring was buzzing and trembling, as if it was about to come off Xiao Baimo's index finger at any time.

Xiao Baimo grabbed her excitedly: "What do you want to do?"

Female ghost: "Rush over and bite him half to death, then grab him and ask where that scumbag is."

Xiao Baimo: "..."

"No!" He resolutely rejected the female ghost's simple and rude method.

The female ghost in the ring was still trying to bargain with him: "I only bit him half to death, not really to death..."

Xiao Baimo ruthlessly suppressed: "No."

At this time, several small cars, carrying the rest of the invited guests, drove into the village.

Four more people got out of the car, three female stars and one male star, namely popular florets Wu Yunyun, Bai Pingping, Li Junqi, and veteran Zhang Tianyuan.

So far, the eight guests invited by the "Impossible" program group have all arrived.

Seeing other celebrities coming, Wen Tianming, who has always been good at building relationships, immediately greeted them enthusiastically, chatting with others familiarly, trying to broaden his network in the circle.

He didn't know at all that he had walked through the barrier of life and death just now, and he didn't even know that he was already being remembered by a female ghost.

Ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

After exchanging pleasantries, the program team began to arrange tasks for everyone when everyone became familiar with each other.

Celebrities participating in variety shows are nothing more than the audience wanting to see a different side of the stars, and want to see their different expressions and reactions when they encounter various difficulties.

Only in this way can the audience's viewing interest be aroused and the ratings of the program can be improved.

Therefore, the tasks issued by the "Impossible" program group to the invited guests should not be too simple and easy.

"As you can see, the village we live in is very simple and remote, and the villagers are not very rich, so we have to use our own labor in exchange for food and shelter. We have to do some work for the villagers..."

Under the humorous gag of the show host, the groups were divided by lottery, and different tasks were arranged for everyone in a few words.

Xuan Yi, Ming Haochen, and Li Junqi, the three of them were responsible for collecting dry firewood for the villagers.

Wen Tianming, Zhang Tianyuan, and Bai Pingping were responsible for watering the villagers' vegetable gardens.

As for Xiao Baimo and Wu Yunyun, they were in charge of getting ingredients from the villagers and cooking lunch for everyone present.

Although I knew that these were just scripts and routines of the program group, but when I thought that Xiao Baimo would be in charge of their meals...

Thinking about the past, the great film king Xiao destroyed the great achievements of the entire kitchen by himself, Xuan Yi couldn't help sweating quietly.

After the task was assigned, everyone gradually dispersed.

The actress Wu Yunyun, who was assigned to a group with Xiao Baimo, had a smile on her delicate face, and while chatting with him, she walked towards him unobtrusively.

Xiao Baimo had no choice but to take two steps back, politely distanced himself from the other party.

He didn't draw a group with Xuan Yi, he is depressed now, and even the polite exchanges in the past were a little perfunctory.

Regarding the fact that the two of them were not in the same group, Xuan Yi didn't feel very bored.

This is not a row of seats in a kindergarten class. Two children have a good relationship, so they have to sit together.The two of them are already adults, so let it be.

He smiled and waved to Xiao Baimo, turned around and left to complete the task.

Looking at the back of his Taoist priest who left in a cool way, Xiao Baimo, who was still depressed, unconsciously bent his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The interaction and micro-expressions between the two of them were faithfully recorded by the photographer on the side.

……

The village where the "It's Impossible" program group is currently stationed is called Stone Village.

Although the stone village is located in a remote location, the scenery is really pleasing to the eye, with beautiful mountains and rivers, green smoke rising from the cottages, tall trees and low willows, looking up and looking up, the water follows the mountains, the mountains and the water stop, and the Tibetan wind gathers Qi, water is the best.

It can also be regarded as a treasure land of geomantic omen.

Out of habit, Xuan Yi kept raising his head while walking along the road, admiring the surrounding scenery and looking at the surrounding Fengshui mountains.

Ming Haochen, who was walking with him, was not happy to be in a group with him, and now seeing Xuan Yi's relaxed posture of strolling in the courtyard, Ming Haochen couldn't bear it even more.

His face turned sour, and he wanted to say something sarcastic, but when he thought that there was a photographer beside him recording all this, Ming Haochen opened his mouth in vain, and swallowed the sour words in his mouth again, The aggrieved face was even uglier.

He absolutely must hold back, and he must not conflict with Xuan Yi on the bright side, otherwise he will definitely be the one who suffers.

As a result, Xuan Yi and Ming Haochen, one only focused on looking at the mountains and rivers, and the other only focused on walking, neither paid any attention to the other, and the atmosphere among the group members was quite dull.

The actress Li Junqi, who is responsible for collecting firewood with them, has a lively and cheerful personality.

This young girl, who was only in her early twenties, kept joking and joking, trying to liven up the atmosphere and ease the current stiff atmosphere in the group.

To the south of Stone Village, there is a small hill next to it, with verdant trees and lush grass, among which there are many dead branches and leaves. The slope of the hill is relatively gentle, and the mountain road is relatively easy to walk.

So the villagers usually go up this mountain to collect firewood.

But when everyone really started to climb the mountain, they suddenly realized that this mountain road, which is "easy to walk" in the eyes of the villagers, is actually still very tiring to walk.

Both Ming Haochen and Li Junqi grew up in the city since they were young. They have never walked on mountain roads, and they are not used to the ruggedness of mountain roads. It's sweat.

The photographer who followed them was even more exhausted because they had to carry a heavy camera, and almost fell behind.

Only Xuan Yi, who was walking in the front, still had a relaxed expression on his face and brisk steps.

It seems that to him, there is no difference whether it is a rugged mountain trail or a flat road.

Ming Haochen, who was at the back, raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at Xuan Yi's brisk back, he couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

At this moment, Li Junqi, who followed closely behind Xuan Yi, didn't know whether he was busy picking up the dead branches on the ground, or because he was too tired to concentrate, and stepped on the muddy and slippery steep slope without paying attention.

"what--"

She exclaimed, the dead branches in her hands scattered all over the ground, her body leaned forward, and she was about to hit the ground face first, falling like a dog eating mud.

Hearing her exclamation, Xuan Yi turned around in an instant, threw the dry firewood in his hand, and grabbed the other's arm, stopping her tendency to continue to fall.

Li Junqi staggered for a while, but finally managed to stand firm and did not completely fall to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Xuan Yi asked her gently.

Li Junqi, who came back to his senses, looked up and saw him, his cheeks blushed immediately, he quickly stood up straight with embarrassment, shook his head, and signaled that he was fine.

Except that she almost made a fool of herself in front of the camera and got a little startled, she didn't suffer any injuries.

After Xuan Yi confirmed that her companion was fine, she didn't say much, but told her to be careful, then turned around, and continued to bend down to collect the dry firewood scattered on the ground. "Tsk tsk, the hero saves the beauty... I only care about being handsome, and I didn't see you picking up more firewood!"

Ming Haochen, who was walking behind the two, saw what happened just now, and when the cameraman behind him was out of breath and didn't notice him, he couldn't help mumbling something.

While muttering, he worked harder to collect firewood from the ground.

Let the two people in front continue with the "hero saving the beauty" drama!Among the three of them, only he was working hard to complete the task and collected the most firewood.

Ming Haochen thought indignantly.

It took a lot of time for the three of them to collect the dry firewood they needed. When they descended the mountain, the sun had already climbed to the top of their heads, emitting hot heat, and the temperature rose so hot that the leaves curled listlessly.

Just when the three of them were about to return to Stone Village, they suddenly heard a loud curse on the way, the voice was sharp and deafening: "You little bastards!"

Hearing a curse suddenly out of thin air, the group of them couldn't help being a little curious, and couldn't help but followed the direction of the sound, looking for it.

After turning several corners and pushing aside the weeds blocking the view, a pool of lake water suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone can't help but shine.

Unexpectedly, there is such a beautiful wild lake in such an unremarkable place as Stone Village.

The area of ​​this lake is small, but the nearby scenery is beautiful, remote and quiet, the water quality is clear, the bottom of the lake is overgrown with water and grass, and the breeze blows over the green lake surface, blowing ripples.

On this hot day, just looking at the lake water makes people feel very cool.

But at this time, a fat aunt with a sturdy figure, five big and three thick, was standing on the small mound beside the lake, with her hips akimbo, eyes staring, pointing at the lake with her short and fat fingers, her face was red with scolding. , Spit flying.

Seeing this, Ming Haochen who was at the side couldn't help but regretted, "It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery was destroyed by a shrew in the village!"

Li Junqi on the other side retorted him: "Don't say that, after all, this is their village, and we are the outsiders... Besides, they are asking the children to go home!"

Everyone looked carefully, and they found that looking in the direction of the fat aunt's yelling, they could see several little boys squatting on the shore of the lake.

These children were all tanned and strong. Some of them were holding fishing rods and hooks, and some of them were naked, with their clothes piled aside, about to go into the water.

Apparently, these children were planning to go fishing and swimming by the lake without telling their adults, but they didn't want to be caught by the adults at home.

At this time, the fat aunt had already rolled along the small hill with her body as thick as a mountain, ran to the lake, and slapped the backs of the heads of several little guys.

She shouted and scolded: "How many times have I told you little bastards? You are not allowed to play here, especially by this lake. Don't you have long ears? You are not afraid that the water ghost will kill all of you. Take it away?"

One of the little boys held the back of his head, and weakly retorted: "There are no ghosts in this world at all. The water ghosts you adults talk about are all used to fool our children..."

"Stinky boy, how dare you talk back to you!" The fat aunt stared and raised her hand again.

The little boy immediately shut up, and obediently put his head on his back and crouched in defense.

"I told you that there are water ghosts here... Children nowadays are getting more and more courageous. Do you dare to believe this?"

"Do you still remember the village chief's grandson, Xiaoluotou? Last year, he was disobedient and went swimming in this lake without telling the adults, but he was almost taken away by the water ghost. You have all heard of it!" The fat aunt roared in a rough voice.

The tallest boy curled his lips in disdain: "Little Luobotou... that guy is not good at water, and he likes to be brave. He just threw himself into the water for the sake of face, but his legs cramp in the water, and he was rescued in the end." Come up, are you all right?"

The fat aunt was rendered speechless by his rebuttal, her face flushed red, and finally she simply grabbed the boy's ear: "Why did I give birth to such a sharp-mouthed debt collector like you, why don't you come back with me soon?" !"

His elder son was caught by her ear, and grinned in pain. Seeing this, the little boy at the side hurriedly pulled out a fish from the bucket at his feet, and brought it to the fat aunt eagerly.

"Mom, don't be angry! My brother didn't bring us here to swim, he brought us here to fish...Look! This is the fish my brother caught, and we are going to make soup for you after we get home, specially for you Replenishing the body..."

Her little son said flatteringly.

And the fish in his hand was really plump. He was holding it in his hands, and his hands couldn't close together. It was much fatter than ordinary small wild fish.

But who knows, after the fat lady saw the fish, her complexion suddenly changed, she swung her arm, and slapped the fish away.

"Are you looking for death? What I told you before, are the fish in this lake edible? Do you know what these fish grow up to grow so fat? Dare to eat it?!"

Accompanied by a series of hoarse scoldings, the fish that was beaten into the air fell on the grass by the lake, bent up, and a salted fish turned over, jumped on the ground a few times, and jumped back into the lake again, successfully narrow escape.

And that sturdy fat aunt had already grabbed her two sons by the ears and slid home from side to side.

Seeing this situation, the other children were afraid that the fat aunt would complain to their parents after they returned, so they also hurriedly dressed, did not dare to go swimming again, and rushed away.

But in an instant, the lake returned to its original remote and quiet scenery.

Standing in the distance, Xuan Yi, who had watched the whole thing, suddenly felt a little puzzled.

He turned to look at the photographer behind him, and asked, "Water ghost?"

The photographer is from the program team, and he knows more about the background of Stone Village than them. Seeing Xuan Yi was puzzled, he quickly explained: "Oh, there seems to be a legend about water ghosts in Stone Village."

"It seems that decades ago, there was a wine-loving drinker in the village, Jiu Mengzi, who was stubborn, single-minded, and bad-tempered."

"One day he got drunk and accidentally fell into this lake and drowned, but he couldn't let go of the idea of ​​living in his heart, so he turned into a water ghost from then on and lived in this lake all the time. Lurking every day, ready to drag those swimming children down and drown them, as his own scapegoat."

"Since then, the villagers of Shitou Village have started to avoid this lake. They don't get water from this lake, and they don't eat the fish that grow in this lake. They don't allow their children to go to the lake. play."

"But there are always some little dolls who are not afraid of anything, they always sneak over when the adults in the family are not paying attention."

Hearing the photographer's explanation, Ming Haochen couldn't help but sneered with disdain: "This kind of ghost story is obviously made up to fool the children. It's just that they don't want them to play by the lake. No wonder the children don't believe it."

"I think these villagers are also well-intentioned. They are afraid that their children will accidentally drown when they go swimming, so they have to make up such ghost stories to scare their children." Li Junqi said.

"During the holidays every year, there are often news about elementary and middle school students going out to swim in rural areas, and the news of accidental drowning. It is normal for those parents to worry."

While the two of them were discussing, they left this place and gradually walked further and further away.

Only Xuan Yi remained silent and did not speak.

Before leaving, he turned his head thoughtfully and glanced at the calm lake.

The lake water is still so clear, and the green water plants are slowly swaying in the lake, calm and peaceful, without any strangeness.

Xuan Yi was thoughtful, paused for a while, and finally left.

The group of them returned to the courtyard where they were temporarily staying. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw thick smoke billowing from the courtyard at a glance. It almost made people mistakenly think that there was a fire here accidentally after they left...

Ah, no!It seemed that there was indeed a fire, and it was in the kitchen.

Actress Wu Yunyun was leaning on the wall, coughing and weeping uncontrollably due to the smoke, the delicate makeup on her face had been smudged, her eyeliner, mascara and foundation were all messed up.

And our movie star Xiao is sitting on a pony in the middle of the yard with a serious face, his eyes are solemn, and his face is as handsome and profound as ever...

If you ignore him, he is still wearing a blackened apron.

The host of the show stood in the middle of the courtyard, and shouted with some breakdown: "The third one, you burned three kitchens..."

"If this continues, even if we pay compensation according to the price, I'm still afraid that the villagers will drive us all out..."

Xiao Baimo raised his head, looked at the host, and tightly pursed the corners of his mouth: "As I said before, in fact, I... am not good at cooking..."

The host covered his face helplessly.

There are many people who are not good at cooking in this world, and what the audience loves most is the appearance of those celebrities who are not good at cooking, clumsy and starting to learn how to cook.

But who would have thought that you could not be good at this? !Burned three kitchens in a row, but didn't even cook a dish, the audience still looked at it!

Looking at the gloomy host of the show, and the actor Xiao who sat obediently, Xuan Yi stood at the door holding the dry wood he had picked up, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's just a morning's work... It seems that the best actor Xiao has achieved quite a lot.

Hearing the sound of Xuan Yi and the others coming back, Xiao Baimo raised his head and looked towards the door, his black eyes were unblinking, just staring at Xuan Yi.

In the eyes of others, Xiao Dayingdi is still serious and serious.

But for some reason, Xuan Yi felt that from Xiao Baimo's gaze, he could vaguely recognize a sense of grievance.

"Cough cough!"

He coughed dryly, walked over and put down the dry firewood in his hand, and said to the host: "I can cook a few dishes, how about I help Mr. Xiao?"

The script that was originally set was full of twists and turns, and accidents happened frequently, and the host had no choice but to scratch his head helplessly, and could only hope that Xuan Yi would save the scene.

Xuan Yi waved at Xiao Baimo, and the two of them came to the miserable kitchen together. After a lot of hard cleaning, they finally managed to clear out a stove that could be used for cooking.

Xuan Yi rolled up his sleeves, unceremoniously instructing the film king Xiao: "Light the fire, wash the vegetables, and choose the vegetables."

And he picked up the kitchen knife, turned the knife beautifully in his hand, and began to process the meat that had been soaked in the water basin.

Looking at Xuan Yi's snappy figure when he was busy, Xiao Baimo's originally depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.

He followed Xuan Yi skillfully, and after a series of movements, he himself was surprised that he cooperated with Xuan Yi quite tacitly, and he didn't have the slightest clumsiness when he destroyed the kitchen before.

The dishes and chopsticks clang, the shovels and spoons clang.

Between the sound of the collision of kitchen utensils, Xuan Yi made a tomato scrambled egg, vinegared cabbage, celery fried meat, dry fried chicken nuggets, and a large pot of seaweed egg drop soup as quickly as possible according to the existing ingredients. Solved the lunch task.

Then, in the next half day, the rest of the program recording was done step by step, and no other mistakes were made.

In the evening, the program team simply gathered all the guests, the old village head of Stone Village, and several other respected villagers together, and held a lively bonfire party.

People brought the firewood they had just picked up at noon today, but unexpectedly, the flames would immediately burst into smoke, choking the people around them to tears.

The experienced old village chief immediately pulled out all the burning firewood with a fire stick.

"Which younger boy picked up firewood? How did you pick up all the damp wood?"

The old village head complained: "If the wood is not dried in the sun, it will contain a lot of water, and when it is burned, it will emit green smoke, and nothing can be done at all."

While talking, he picked all the wet firewood from the pile of firewood at noon and threw them far away to dry.

"I……"

The wet firewood that was picked out was all picked up by Ming Haochen. He saw that his hard work all morning was abandoned by others. He was just about to worry, but suddenly he heard the old village chief continue to say: "The remaining The firewood is pretty good, it’s just some dead branches and leaves, they’ve dried up long ago, so they’re easy to burn!”

The old village head gathered the dry firewood that Xuan Yi picked up at noon, threw it into the fire, and nodded in satisfaction.

It's Xuan Yi again, why...why the other party can firmly overwhelm him no matter what he does, this is the case when filming, even picking up firewood!

Ming Haochen didn't speak anymore, but just lowered his head in resentment, grinding his teeth in anger, not wanting others to see his distorted face with jealousy.

Except for the episode of dry wood and wet wood, the bonfire party continued as normal.

Everyone was having a lively barbecue, eating, and joking with each other. The old village chief was so excited that he couldn't help but drag the show host and insisted on drinking two cups.

Everyone was clamoring, and they didn't know who was the leader, so they began to coax the guests to perform their talents.

Probably because they were infected by the cheerful atmosphere at this time, the stars did not refuse, and all of them stepped forward in a graceful manner. Those who could sing would sing a song, those who could dance would dance, and those who could play musical instruments would play the guitar.

Before everyone became a star, they generally had a solid foundation in singing and dancing, but now they just come here for a while, which is totally worthwhile.

At this moment, Ming Haochen, who was sitting in the crowd, looked at Xuan Yi who was applauding not far away, and suddenly thought of something, a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

While everyone was applauding the performers, he also mixed his voice into the crowd and shouted loudly: "Xuan Dao! Whatever Xuan Dao can sing, let's do it too!"

As soon as this remark was made, most of the others echoed it, booing and pushing Xuan Yi out.

Ming Haochen lowered his head and smiled darkly.

If you want to become a star, you usually have the foundation of singing and dancing, but there is no such requirement to become a director.

According to what he knew about Xuan Yi, apart from those supernatural connections, he had never heard of him having any other hobbies.

If everyone showed their talents and only Xuan Yi knew nothing, wouldn't he be humiliated in public.

Not to mention, there are still cameras recording...

Thinking that Xuan Yi might embarrass himself in front of the camera, Ming Haochen couldn't help trembling with excitement.

On the other side, Xuan Yi, who was pushed out by everyone to perform, did have a headache at this moment.

He had never learned to sing before, but learned to sing some Taoist rhymes from his grandfather.

But at this time, he didn't have a musical instrument at hand, and the program group could only provide musical instruments such as guitars. It was very difficult to find musical instruments commonly used by Taoists, such as pipa, Zhongruan, Liuyeqin, and wooden fish.

After thinking about it, he still picked up the guitar, tried the sound test, and decided to replace the pipa and sing "Taoist Yin".

"Taoist Yin", also known as "Tao Qing", was written by Bai Yuchan, one of the five ancestors of the Jindan School of Taoism in the Southern Song Dynasty. The lyrics are easy to understand and the rhythm is leisurely and refined, which is more suitable for singing today.

It was the first time to play with a guitar, and Xuan Yi also felt that he had no idea. He pressed his fingers on the strings, hesitated for a moment, and then sang:

"Baiyun Huanghe Taoist family, a piano, a sword and a cup of tea,

The plumage is often hazy, and does not stain the peach and plum blossoms in the world.

......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the audience fell silent for an instant.

There is no other reason, it is really because the style of this song sung by Xuan Yi is incompatible with others, and it is even different from popular songs now.

It's not that he can't sing well, on the contrary, Xuan Yi's voice is clear and clear, with a leisurely rhythm and a unique charm.

It's just that what he sang...was so refined!

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to evaluate it for a while.

It's really extraordinary and refined. After listening to it, people want to throw away the skewers in their hands immediately, study hard from now on, go to bed early and get up early, and practice Taoism soaring.

What should I do if I suddenly feel so vulgar and ashamed?

"...

Quietness and inaction is my home, rooted in the unstained world,

Visit famous teachers to revise the way, and go to Longhua at the Pantao Festival. "

While everyone was still at a loss, Xuan Yi had already sung the last line.

As soon as his final note fell, the old village head who had been intoxicated for a long time suddenly stood up and began to applaud vigorously, making his hands red.

"Good, good, good! This young boy sings the best!!" He kept praising.

People are old and old, and the popular songs of young people are not appreciated, so his favorite is the song "Taoist Song" sung by Xuan Yi.

Alas, I haven't heard this rhyme for many years...

The old village chief couldn't help thinking while applauding.

Everyone just woke up like a dream, stood up at the same time, and also applauded Xuan Yi.

He just played such a nondescript "Taoist Yin", Xuan Yi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this time, and returned the guitar with a wry smile.

Fortunately, none of their family are old-fashioned and ignorant. If his grandfather saw him playing Taoist rhythms on the guitar on TV, he might slap his knees and laugh at him.

Ming Haochen, who was hiding in the crowd, once again lost all calculations in his heart, hearing the thunderous applause around him, he couldn't help being startled and angry.

But he didn't dare to show it, he only dared to hide this shameful thought in his heart again, just fixed his eyes on Xuan Yi, and gritted his teeth.

The bonfire party went on for a while before it finally came to an end.

The villagers gradually dispersed, and it was time for Xuan Yi and his group to rest. The host played another small show at the last moment.

The way of drawing lots is still used to determine the allocation of rooms.

A total of eight guests were present, three women and five men.

Men and women live separately, and two guests of the same gender can become roommates and share a room.

Only one male guest and one female guest can enjoy a single room exclusively.

Looking at the lottery in the host's hand, Xuan Yi, who felt a little tired today, walked over first and drew a lottery.

It says on the signed paper, No. 3.

1号和2号是单人间，3号、4号、5号，都是合住的双人间。

Xuan Yi wanted to see how many numbers Xiao Baimo had drawn, so he turned his head and looked around, but found that Xiao Baimo did not come to draw lots at this time, but stood alone in the distance, avoiding everyone.

He hurried over: "What's the matter, Mr. Xiao?"

When Xiao Baimo saw that it was him, his originally condensed gaze softened a little.

He shook his head slightly, and turned his eyes to the ring on his finger: "It's nothing serious, it's just that a certain ghost lady is still trying to make trouble until now!"

The dark blood on the ring trembled, and the female ghost let out a scream that ordinary people couldn't hear: "Why don't you allow me to find that person?"

Xiao Baimo said coldly: "That's just an ordinary person, if he can't stand your methods, he will die."

The female ghost argued hard: "But the disgusting aura lingering around him is so familiar to me!"

Xiao Baimo was unmoved: "But you also said that Wen Tianming was not the culprit who harmed you. You didn't know him before."

The female ghost went crazy: "Anyway, having said so much, you are afraid that I will go too far, so you won't let me go to that person..."

Xiao Baimo said frankly: "Yes!"

The two were still waiting to argue, but they suddenly saw that boy Wen Tianming running over by himself at this juncture, looking very happy, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

"Xuan Dao, what number did you draw? Was it number 3?"

He smiled and showed the wooden stick in his hand to everyone: "It just so happens that I also got number 3, which is in the same room as you, Xuan Dao."

In his hand, the number 3 on the wooden sign is particularly conspicuous.

Before Xuan Yi could say anything, Wen Tianming, who had been trying to build a relationship, had already put his shoulders on his shoulders: "Xuan Dao, you said it was a coincidence, we are really destined, we have a good chat when we sleep together at night. chat?"

Night, morning, one, get up, sleep, sleep, when, when!

Xiao Baimo: "..."

Female ghost: "...hehe!"

She made a sound of gloating.