ghost marriage

"What happened later?" Qin Lanxi asked curiously, shaking her fan.

There were people coming and going in the teahouse, and someone mentioned anxiously that they saw strange shadows outside the west gate at night.

"Let's go." Fu Changting sipped his tea and replied simply.

"Why did you just leave like this?" With half a piece of mung bean cake in between, Qin Lanxi was disappointed, "Didn't you come over to say something to you? Didn't say anything? You only saw half of your face? Why is that?"

Regretful words blurted out one after another, and the young Wang Houtan's face was full of frustration.

The Taoist priest of Muzhi Mujue put on a blank face: "She is a demon."

He Lianfeng looked at him with pity in his eyes.

Frowning in pain, Qin Lanxi raised her voice unconsciously: "That's also a girl, a girl who has admired you for a long time."

"So what?" The Taoist didn't even tremble at the brows, his tone was steady, and his words were ruthless, "A demon is a demon, why is there a difference?"

"Pa——" Putting away the fan vigorously, Qin Lanxi suddenly stood up, "Helian, let's go!"

Fu Changting looked up at him in bewilderment, wondering why the prince, who usually greeted people with a smiling face, lost his temper.He Lianfeng is an honest man.The honest man shook his head, looking at the innocent Taoist, he finally couldn't bear it, patted him on the shoulder hard, followed Qin Lanxi, and walked out of the teahouse.

It has been a few days since I came to Qujiang City, although there are all kinds of strange things in people's mouths from time to time, but the inside and outside of the city are calm and calm.I have never heard of any missing children, nor have I seen anyone acting suspiciously.

Even, apart from the ghost who called itself "Han Yu" and the strange queue at the gate of Yexi City that night, not even a ghost was seen in the city.Only that weird aura is still wandering around the streets and alleys.In addition to the evil and ghost aura, Fu Changting also smelled a faint breath of death in it, although it was not strong, it was full of resentment.

In the years of war, the business in the inn was deserted. The old innkeeper and his wife dared not be careless, and only allowed their grandson, Douzi, to play in the inner courtyard.The little child is very sensible, does not cry or make trouble, and often sits under the steps with his knees hugged in a daze.

Qin Lanxi looked at him pitifully and carried him into the room.The child was stiff, sitting on his lap, not daring to move.He is clever at recognizing characters, and he can fluently recite the simple poems Qin Lanxi taught him after a while.

Qin Lanxi smiled and praised him to the old shopkeeper: "This kid is very talented, and he will be able to take the exam and become an official in the future."

The old shopkeeper smiled from ear to ear, and reached out to touch his grandson's shaved head: "Thank you for your kind words. How can a child's family be so good? Yesterday he ate white rice cakes made by his grandma."

"I didn't!" The child, who had been quiet all this time, retorted unexpectedly loudly.

"Why not? It's been several times. There are only so many people, who else can there be except you, a greedy cat?" The old shopkeeper couldn't hold back his face, knocked his forehead, and blamed, "How many times have I told you? This is for What the guests eat. If you want to eat it, let grandma make it for you later. This child is just disobedient.”

"I don't! If you don't have it, you don't have it!" The child was anxious, his little face flushed red.

The old shopkeeper was embarrassed, took his hand, and dragged him out forcefully: "Let's go, let your grandma tell you to go. This child..."

"If my king cried like this when he was young, he would have to kneel in the ancestral hall as punishment." Looking at the backs of the grandfather and grandson, Qin Lanxi expressed his feelings.

The old prince is notoriously ruthless on the battlefield.It was rumored that when he led troops to suppress bandits, he once slaughtered an entire village, even the gray-haired old man and the crying infant.Just because someone in the village harbored the bandit leader.Externally, he did not change his strictness towards his own son.

"Tiger poison doesn't eat its offspring. He never showed any affection towards me. I hated him so much that I gritted my teeth, but now that I think about it, I miss it." Three years ago, the old prince died in battle, Qin Lanxi attacked knighthood.People in this world have spent half their lives wasted in the flames of war, but the last look before their death is still blood red, and there is no trace of a peaceful and prosperous age.

"You always say you envy me for having a father, haha, but who knows whose suffering?" Qin Lanxi glanced at the silent He Lianfeng, lowered his head and laughed at himself, "However, he said the same thing to you. This king is too weak, With this king's temperament, he can't do great things."

He Lianfeng hurriedly cupped his fists, bowed and said, "This subordinate dare not."

Qin Lanxi waved his hand, then turned to Fu Changting and asked, "Where's the Taoist priest? Do you still have any impression of your lay parents?"

"Master said that the poor came to help the world and subdue demons."

After a long time, someone asked him the same question.The cold-faced Taoist said so frankly.The man couldn't help sighing again and again, turned his face away, and complained angrily: "You wooden Taoist! Did you jump out of the stone? You can't say a word of sweetness."

Of course, that was a long, long, long time later.

Bean has no friends and is always alone.Qin Lanxi couldn't help but stepped forward and asked him, "Douzi, aren't you lonely?"

A young child may not even understand what loneliness is, but he shakes his head seriously: "Amo plays with me."

"Whose child is that? Why haven't I seen it?"

Douzi shook his head again: "Amo is Amo."

Thin bamboo slices of different lengths were scattered on the ground, and a piece of thin paper with a picture was pressed under the bamboo slices.The paper was scribbled with lines that looked like a fish was drawn.Crooked, it looks like a child's handwriting.Qin Lanxi leaned over to pick it up: "Do you want to make a kite? My brother will help you, make a big and beautiful eagle."

When the hand was halfway out, the child stood up suddenly, and stood upright in front of him with a sullen face: "Together with Amo, we agreed."

His expression was serious and solemn, and there was no room for doubt.Qin Lanxi touched his nose for no reason, withdrew his hand resentfully, lowered the corners of his mouth, and smiled helplessly at He Lianfeng and Fu Changting.

He Lianfeng couldn't help laughing.Fu Changting's gaze was like a knife, and he saw an emerald green thing among the bamboo slices at a glance. It was a jade pendant made into the shape of a lotus leaf. On the leaf was a lotus flower, half-opened and half-closed, lifelike.

Sensing Fu Changting's gaze, the child grabbed the pendant and stared at him warily with his hands behind his back.

The Taoist looked away as if nothing had happened, and followed Qin Lanxi back to his room.

That pendant...it doesn't seem like ordinary people can have it.

After a few days, the beans were gone.The female shopkeeper just went forward to order a bowl of soup, and when she turned around, the child who was alone in the inner courtyard disappeared out of thin air.

Neighbors have helped to look around.When it was time to turn on the lamp, I still couldn't find even a single strand of hair.The beans just disappeared, together with the unfinished kite and jade pendant, disappeared without a trace.

"Changting?" Qin Lanxi had a dignified expression after comforting the heartbroken shopkeeper couple.

He is not an iron-blooded general who is born and died on the battlefield, nor is he a monk who has no desires and desires.Having seen too many tragedies in the world, he no longer wants to hear any cries.

The Taoist, devoid of emotions and desires, stood under the crabapple tree beside the stone steps, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe with blue borders as clean as frost.The night wind blows, bringing the pink petals on the branch to his shoulders.Fu Changting stood silently, his eyes always staring at the front of nothingness, neither paying attention to the falling flowers on his shoulders, nor caring about the faint cry: "Monster."

There is a demonic aura in the inn, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and it comes frequently every three days.

"Is there a monster?" With the long knife in his hand, He Lianfeng became nervous instantly.

Demon, there is only one person in this world who can slave demons and ghosts.

"There is a report, Tianjizi has not shown up for many days." Qin Lanxi frowned and pondered, looked at Fu Changting again and said, "What is the Taoist priest's advice?"

The moonlight was bright, and a layer of silvery brilliance like water fainted on the serious man's face.Fu Changting withdrew his gaze, already confident: "It will come again."

The shallow smile only stays at the corner of the mouth, and the eyes are still unwavering and clueless.

There are two places in the inn where the evil spirit is the strongest, one is under the crabapple tree next to the stone steps in the inner courtyard, this is the place where Dou Zi usually plays.The other is the kitchen behind the shop.

At night, dark clouds cover the moon.In the empty courtyard, a strange wind blew.The leaves of grass rustled, and a fishy smell passed from the tip of the leaves.If you look carefully, you will find that there is a black shadow in the wind that is pushing open the door panel and quickly getting into the kitchen behind the store.

The kitchen was neatly tidied up, and the large iron pot on the stove gleamed silently.

The black shadow came prepared, and rushed to the closet, and opened the door of the cupboard with green gauze familiarly. A plate of neatly stacked white rice cakes was quietly placed in the center, white and clean, and the rice smelled fragrant.

"Okay... that's great..." snickered, and it looked at the scene in front of it with satisfaction.

Just as I was about to reach out——

"Clang—" Metal and iron intertwine, and the cold air hits the face.Suddenly the lights in the room were brightly lit, and the well-known General Helian suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, his angry eyes wide open like a King Kong arhat with thick eyebrows standing upright in a temple.

"Oops!" He yelled badly, and the black shadow rolled around on the spot to avoid the oncoming long knife, and ran out of the door.

"Monster!" He shouted, and the Taoist with a cold and stern face stood in front of him like a true king subduing a demon, holding a thunderbolt in his hand.Blue light radiates from the palm, and thunder bursts from the sky.

"Daozhang, please forgive me!" Hei Ying hurriedly hugged his head and begged for mercy.

He couldn't help but to distinguish, thunder roared, and lightning flashed.Fu Changting's handsome face is more terrifying than Yan Luo in the Senluo Hall.

"This is the monster who took Douzi away?" Qin Lanxi squatted down and looked at the monster locked in the corner by Fu Changting with an enchantment in amazement, "What does it look like..."

This is a huge civet cat.Round body, round face.A whole piece of hair on the top of the head was plucked out by someone maliciously, exposing the blue-glowing scalp.It was dressed in mortal clothes, but unfortunately the clothes were all destroyed by thunder and fire, leaving a few rags wrapped around its fat paws.The most conspicuous thing is its bulging belly.The monster imitated the appearance of a human, sitting slumped with its back against the wall.The hilly belly was piled on the ground, not only covering the fat and short lower limbs, but even the furry face was almost invisible.

"Where are the beans?" Qin Lanxi asked anxiously.

He Lianfeng hesitated, Fu Changting's face was colder than ice.

"Hungry..." A weak moan came from his feet.The fat, bald civet cat opened its watery eyes, closed its front paws, and stuffed the cloth strips on its paws into its mouth pitifully, "I'm so hungry..."

The Taoist priest's face darkened again, and the apricot zodiac talisman painted with cinnabar came out of his hand and hit the monster's forehead.The civet cat trembled all over, and after a whine, it huddled motionless in the corner of the wall as if being fixed, its eyes sparkling, and two lines of tears of grievance flowed down.

Qin Lanxi couldn't bear it: "If it wasn't for it, then let it go."

Fu Changting stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the falling flowers in front of the house, he did not dare to be stubborn: "If it is not the main culprit, it is also an accomplice."

For two days in a row, there was no wind and no waves.

Trapped by the spell, the civet cat covered his eyes and sobbed every day.

The hard-hearted Taoist turned a blind eye, holding the Qingshuang sword in his hand and asked coldly, "Where did the children in the city go?"

"Uuuuuu...I don't know..."

The cold knife-like eyes stared at its huge belly, the Taoist was impatient, and when he turned his palm over, there was lightning and thunder: "I really don't know?"

"Woo...no, I don't know..." Tanuki was terrified, lowered his head and buried his face in Bai Huahua's belly, crying, "I really don't know. I just want to eat a piece of white rice cake... woo woo woo ...Master, master..."

There was no wind outside the room, but the closed lattice window was blown open with a "crash".Pale pink petals poured into the house like snow, covering the sky and blurring day by day.

Several crabapple trees were planted in the inner courtyard of the inn.It's long past flowering now, but it's blooming strangely.Kazuki is heavily adorned with overlapping flowers.

Following the wildly fluttering petals, a snow-white name card fell steadily on the table.Qin Lanxi picked it up to check, there was nothing on the paper, only a vivid Cicada was drawn on the signature.

With a twitch between his eyebrows, Fu Changting waved his hand and ejected a sword energy.Beyond the long sleeves, the door of the room was opened, and the three-foot green blade pierced the night sky through mountains and seas.

Where the sword light pointed, a young man stood with folded hands: "I'm here, Han Yu, come to find my lost slave."

He raised his head slowly, under the Qingshuang sword, there was no trace of fear.He raised his foot and took a step forward, seemingly inadvertently, provocatively, facing Fu Changting's sword with his chest.The ghost had a smile on his face, and his voice was melodious: "There is a way in the world. The king of Langya respects his teachers, respects his teachers, respects his teachers, and respects his virtuous and virtuous officers. There is no such thing as arrogance or savagery from his relatives. It turns out that facing each other with swords is the way of hospitality for a prince."

"Presumptuous!" Taoist shouted angrily.

"It's okay." Qin Lanxi walked out slowly, ordered Fu Changting and He Lianfeng to put away their weapons, and clasped their fists at the ghosts in the courtyard, "This subordinate is rude and neglects visitors. I hope you will forgive me."

"It's easy to say." He has such a gentle face, every frown and smile is a good guest in the world, but inadvertently, there is a hint of scheming in the eyes of Fu Changting, "My slave has been missing for two days. I heard that I was living here, and I kindly rescued the prince. I begged abruptly, first to thank you, and second to bring back the greedy beast. The mountain spirit is ugly, but I hope it didn’t scare the prince.”

"No. The servant of the son's family is cute and cute." It's just that the crying is too painful.With a smile, Qin Lanxi slowly lowered his face, his expression was quite embarrassed, "But there is something at the moment, I want to ask it. I'm afraid I can't let it go home yet."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Han Yu asked with concern, as if he didn't know the inside story at all.

"My king has been traveling all the way, and I heard that there are frequent disappearances of people in the territory of Yingzhou. Such horrific things are considered to be done by extraordinary people, so..."

"The lord is saying that those people were eaten by my slaves?" Before Qin Lanxi could finish speaking, Ghost spoke directly.His eyes flashed, and he silently looked at He Lianfeng and Qin Lanxi, who was still smiling, and finally, his eyes stopped on Fu Changting's face, "Does the Taoist priest have proof?"

"The evil spirit in the courtyard."

"Oh. Other than that? Is there any physical evidence? Is there any witness? Has an arm or half a finger been cut out from its belly? Or, the Taoist priest saw it with his own eyes?"

"..." Being robbed by him, Fu Changting's eyes became even colder.

The two stood facing each other, looking at each other with four eyes, full of dissatisfaction with each other.

Seeing this, Qin Lanxi hastily tried to persuade her: "This...Don't be angry, my lord. This king is just asking, not suspicious..."

"In the eyes of the Taoist priest, to be born as a demon is a death penalty. What's more, to kidnap a mortal and knock the bone and suck the marrow, it will be a thunderbolt, and there will be no redemption." Staring into Fu Changting's eyes, he said slowly, "Since the witness There is no evidence, the Taoist priest still insists on my slave. Then let me take action and collect some ironclad evidence for the Taoist priest.”

While speaking, his figure exploded, taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the three, he swept into the room like a gust of wind.Fu Changting was shocked, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the wing room.

"Wooooow...Master..." In the room, the big bald civet cat hugged Han Yu's leg and cried miserably, "I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, woooo..."

Glancing at the ground, Fu Changting's face darkened, this ghostly technique was profound.In the blink of an eye, he broke the barrier he cast on the ground and the confinement technique on the civet cat.

"Since the Daoist pointed out that my slave is suspicious, as the master, I can't protect my own interests. Now I will ask him about this matter, and ask the prince to be a witness." Han Ji looked indifferent, letting the civet cat at his feet Crying and begging for mercy, "Hawthorn, why did you come here for no reason?"

"Woooo...I..." the fat civet cat cried sadly, "The white rice cakes here are delicious...I come here often...well, take a piece. The owner said no...but, but This smell is too fragrant, I...I can't help it...just...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I don't dare anymore.」

"Is this true?"

"Really! It's truer than the tip of a needle!" Shanzha knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The fluffy-clothed ghost only looked at him from the corner of his eye, and his eyes didn't blink for a moment, looking at Fu Changting with a disdainful expression: "What about the kidnapping of children? Tell me! Did you eat them all?"

"No! Nonsense! Nonsense!"

"You greedy bastard, what else could I be besides you?" He was very different from the gentleness when we first met and the shrewdness when he was married to a girl under the city gate. His face was covered with frost, and his voice was stern.

"Really, it's really not me." Seeing that the owner didn't believe it, the civet cat hugged Han Yu's leg, crying heartbreakingly.

"This matter is very important. Do you mean that if you don't have it, you can do it? Besides, what if I believe it? If the Taoist priest doesn't believe it, you will still be burned by the fire." Han Ji bent down and grabbed it by the neck. The hair in the middle of the mouth turned the palm of the hand, and forced a black medicine bowl into its mouth, "It is empty talk. First pour out your stomach and show it to the prince and Taoist priest, whether it is true that you have never eaten people before."

"This medicine is coated with sugar, and there are worms inside. It is called worm. Once it enters the stomach, let there be thousands of things hidden inside, and pour them out together. If there is no antidote, you will die." It seems to be talking to yourself. Unrelated to the legend, the clear-looking ghost explained lightly to Qin Lanxi and the others.

"It's inevitable..." Looking at the civet cat writhing in pain, Qin Lanxi turned pale.

"Ouch—" the stench was overwhelming, and countless unidentifiable filth and mucus poured out of the civet cat's mouth.

Holding He Lianfeng's arm, Qin Lanxi couldn't help covering her nose and backing away.

"How? Is there any evidence in it?" Amidst the foul stench, there was only one ghost who remained unmoved.Han Yu looked directly at Fu Changting and asked coldly.

The stubborn Taoist frowned slightly, looking at Han Yu with disgust or contempt, he couldn't tell.

"Hmm..." Under the power of the gluttonous insects piercing through the stomach, the civet cat almost emptied all the contents in its stomach.After a while, there was nothing to vomit.But the stuffed worm kept doing evil in its stomach, and the civet cat lay limp on the ground, so bitter that it couldn't even vomit bile, and kept begging, "Master, it's not me, it's really not me... Daoist... woo woo woo woo ..."

"Hold it!" The gloomy Gui Sensen stared at Fu Changting, "Can the Taoist priest say you are innocent? How can I spare you before the Taoist priest has spoken?"

When the topic changed, he suddenly smiled and murmured: "I'm afraid the Taoist priest is still suspicious? I'll open him up and disembowel him for you to see, how about it?"

Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed between his sleeves.Regardless of the mess on the ground, Han Yu half-kneeled on the ground, and the dagger pierced into the flesh three points, and the civet cat's neck immediately oozed blood.

"Master!" The civet cat was so frightened that it screamed and passed out.

"Stop!" With bluish cheeks, Qin Lanxi moved his eyes away, unable to bear to look again, "It's a misunderstanding, this king is being reckless."

Han Ji didn't move, raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly swept the Taoist's face inch by inch: "What does the Taoist think?"

"..." With He Lianfeng tightly grasping his wrist, Fu Changting helplessly pursed his lips, glaring at this bold and presumptuous ghost.

"Xingren." After getting up in a leisurely manner, Han Yu slowly withdrew the dagger, "Bring this glutton back."

"Okay!" A yellow-haired rabbit jumped out of the door.Compared with the civet cat's fatness, this rabbit is strangely thin, and the two golden teeth protruding from its mouth are really eye-catching, shining golden and extremely huge.

The rabbit jumped in front of the civet cat, looked left and right, sighed, murmured something, picked up the civet cat and walked towards Han Ji with three steps.

"Wait!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Fu Changting drew his sword and stopped him without thinking.

"Is the Taoist priest suspicious of me?" He looked back, his eyes were as clear as glass, sparkling like lake water, rippling with waves, hiding countless secrets, "Then let me prove my innocence."

Before he finished speaking, Han Ji raised his palm and waved it in front of Fu Changting's eyes, and there was another black pill between his slender fingers.

Seeing that he was about to swallow the pill with his head raised, Qin Lanxi hurriedly dissuaded him: "Young master, don't do this!"

Han Yu withdrew his hands and looked at Fu Changting with raised eyebrows.

After a stalemate for a long time, the Taoist finally lowered his long sword, took a step diagonally, and let him go sideways.

"Huh!" With a low hum, Han Ji lifted up his clothes and stepped out of the room calmly.It seems to be teaching the hawthorn, and it seems to be telling others to listen. The sharp words beat the heart of the Taoist, "Born is not a human being, it is the evil bone that you and I can't get rid of. Don't blame the Taoist leader for arresting you." , who told you that you are right and wrong! Do you know which thing in the world is the most unbearable? A word of "injustice" is enough to suppress you for life and life, and even skinning and bone removal in the [-]th hell will not erase your stigma! Oh, ordinary people still know The word Mingjie, who knows, even if you are a monster, you have to be innocent."

Under the night, the begonias are in full bloom, flying all over the sky.Thin and tiny petals flew between Han Ji's sleeves, were blown by the wind, and touched Fu Changting's skirt.

The ghostly air lingered in his nostrils along with the scent of flowers.What is fragrant and sweet is the flower.What about the bitter and desolate ones?Whose heart song is it?

"It's rare for a human being to be so crazy and paranoid." Qin Lanxi shook his head and sighed.

Fu Changting came back to his senses suddenly, and brushed off the petals on the skirt of his clothes.Looking up again, it is still the Taoist who faces the wind in Yushu but has a cold face and no heart.

If you are not paranoid, how can you not want to be reincarnated, but wander around and stick to the world?Ghost, there is always some persistence.

Two days later, Dou Zi, covered in blood, appeared at the gate of Dongcheng.

The sleeping child kept talking nonsense, crying "Amo, Amo" the name of his playmate.I asked all over the neighbors, but no one had a child named "Amo".

At night, Douzi woke up and kept crying, "Save him, save him! Ah Mo, Ah Mo is still there!"

People were dubious, carrying lanterns and torches, and touched a reed bush three miles away from the city gate.Except for a large pool of blood and a small toad whose belly was bitten open in the pool of blood, there was no trace of the child at all.

"What's going on?" Qin Lanxi asked.

"Demon." Fu Changting glanced at the toad with broken limbs, and said in a flat tone, "Ordinary little monster, who has just cultivated human form. When meeting someone with advanced skills, he is no different from an unarmed child."

Qin Lanxi's expression instantly became heavy.

Cannibalism of the same kind, not only humans, but also demons.The world is indifferent, a quarrel, half a copper coin can still lead to a dispute, not to mention the vast world, every inch of mountains and rivers.

People followed the bloodstains to the depths of the mountains, and the jet-black drops of blood meandered and extended into a cave that exuded a stench.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Fu Changting stepped into the cave first.A few bold young men hesitated for a while, and together with Qin Lanxi and He Lianfeng bravely followed behind him.When Fang entered the cave, his face turned pale with shock.But he saw a thick and big snake coiled inside.Covered in scales, with a thick and long body, blood is bubbling under the iron-hard black scales, causing it to burst into anger. A pair of dark yellow eyes hang above it like lanterns, showing a fierce light.

This is not a snake, it is clearly a little dragon with a strange shape!The young people who were traveling with them were so frightened that they scrambled and fled outwards.

The cold light of the Qingshuang sword sparked the thunder and fire of Jiuxiao.Fu Changting raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes were frosty.The wind and clouds are raging, the sky is thundering, and the earth is shaking the mountains.Standing in a sea of ​​blue flames, with a towering lotus crown and fluttering sleeves, he watched the ugly monster writhing and howling in the thunder and fire, from cursing loudly to begging for mercy, to silence.

"Tianshi, Tianshi won't let you go!" It was still unwilling, and roared angrily, throwing out its last breath of resentment.

The flames were dazzling, and the snow-white Taoist robe with blue-blue piping was stained with a blue-blue gleam due to the raging fire. Fu Changting stood tall and murmured the formula in a low voice, his eyes were silent.

Fragments of children's clothing and the remains of toys were later plucked from the ashes inside the cave.It turned out that the missing children were all eaten by the snake demon.people say.

"This is really a strange thing that has never happened in our city."

"Why not? I heard from my grandfather's grandfather that our place used to be unclean. There are many hauntings!"

"Blow it, you can brag hard. Who will believe it?"

The teahouse is much more lively than before, perhaps because besides the monsters, there are also many more pedestrians on the side of the road than before.

Qin Lanxi put down the teacup and sighed sadly: "It seems that the civet cat was really wronged."

The tea soup in the bowl was as clear as jade, just like the eyes of the ghost looking at him.Fu Changting covered the tureen, and the ghost's eyes disappeared, but the ghost's figure lingered in his mind, lingering.