There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

The room was exquisitely furnished and comfortable, it didn't look like a guest room at all, Ye Qinghe went around the room and found nothing unusual, it was too late, so he went directly to the back room and lay down on the bed.

Unbeknownst to him, the moment he closed his eyes, a small paper figurine crawled out from his skirt with difficulty.

The little paper man seemed not quite used to his current body, walked two steps and fell one step, finally broke free from the skirt of his clothes, but looked at the distant window and made trouble, his now small body wanted to climb up to Going up the windows is a difficult thing.

So, what was he doing crawling out of Ye Qinghe's skirt?

The little paper man seemed to be angry with himself, and sat down on Ye Qinghe's chest with his arms crossed, then stared blankly at the window.

Suddenly a cold wind blew outside the window, and the little paper man was caught off guard and staggered. Before he could react, the whole person fell from Ye Qinghe's chest, fluttering and falling to the ground.

This is good, I can't even go back to the original position.

Looking at the bed "towering into the clouds" and Ye Qinghe who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Hanshu couldn't help being a little angry, why would he attach his mind to a piece of paper and go down to the world with him if he didn't want to be a god of heaven?This is good, you can't use mana, once you get injured, your soul will be damaged, and you can't even climb up a mere bed!

angry!

When Hanshu was depressed, there was a sudden sound of Xisuo from beside him. He turned his head to look, but saw two beams of green light suddenly lit up under the dark bed. He was startled and realized later Later, I realized that this was a creature called a mouse in the mortal world.

Hanshu breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly remembered that he was now a paper man.

And it's still very fragile, the kind that can't beat mice!

Oops!

Han Shu's face froze, before he could leave, the mouse ran towards him.

In an instant, countless images flashed through Hanshu's mind, and the last thought he fixed was: "It's over, he's going to become the first immortal in history to be injured by a mouse."

However, the second the mouse was about to touch Hanshu, a hand stretched down from the sky and picked up the little paper man attached to Hanshu. The mouse was startled by the hand and ran away in a panic .

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qing and his frowning face appeared in Hanshu's field of vision: "Teacher?"

Hanshu: "..."

what to do?It was discovered by Xiao Qinghe.

Hey, I knew it would be better to be torn by mice.

When Hanshu was in a daze, Ye Qinghe suddenly smiled, looked away from the little paper man, looked up at the bright moonlight outside the window, sighed, and said, "I want Hanshu to imagine hallucinations."

Hearing this sentence, Hanshu's originally nervous heart tightened suddenly. He should have breathed a sigh of relief and pretended that he was just an ordinary paper man, but at this moment he couldn't help but opened his mouth and said: "It's me. .”

Then seeing Ye Qinghe's expression change from loneliness to ecstasy, he sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and walked around the room, but he didn't know where to go, so he sat back on the bed again, opened his eyes wide Looking at the little paper figurine in his hand, he said, "Hanshu, is it really you?"

Hanshu sighed deeply in his heart, stretched out his hand made of paper, touched Ye Qinghe's fingers comfortingly, and said, "It's really me."

"Hanshu, you came here with me!" Ye Qinghe was so happy that he didn't know what to say, so he touched the little paper man up, and carefully looked at the face of the little paper man without facial features.

Hanshu has never seen Ye Qinghe's face from this angle before. This kid has grown by leaps and bounds in the past two years, and his eyebrows and eyes are as delicate as any god in the sky. After watching it for a long time, he suddenly remembered the fairy tales that have been passed down among the fairies in Tiangong. In a word.

It is said that Hanshu Xiangong has a double beauty, and its appearance is the pinnacle of Tiangong.

Hanshu used to be noncommittal about this kind of statement, thinking that the little fairies were too bored, so they had time to make up these things, but looking at Ye Qinghe's face close at hand, he felt for the first time that what they said was quite reasonable .

Seeing that the little paper man with Hanshu's consciousness was still silent for a long time, Ye Qinghe couldn't help stretching out a finger and poking Hanshu's body.

The little paper figurine was very soft, and after being poked by Ye Qinghe, it stuck to his finger.

Hanshu was a little annoyed, he simply hugged Ye Qinghe's fingers, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Hanshu, you haven't told me why you came here, and you started to lose your mind." Maybe the moonlight is too beautiful, Ye Qinghe's tone can't help but carry a little coquettish element.

Hanshu had no resistance to his tone, his heart was already softened into a ball, but he refused to admit it on the face, so he continued to hug Ye Qinghe's fingertips and said, "You didn't call me teacher, why did you start calling me by name again? "

Ye Qinghe immediately became dissatisfied: "This is not the teacher's name, the teacher's name is obviously..."

Seeing that Ye Qinghe was about to say his real name, Hanshu became anxious, and the arm holding Ye Qinghe's fingers was even stronger, saying: "It's not proper to call the teacher's name directly!"

In the heavenly realm, only those close to him would call him a name, but he has a special status in Tiangong, and he has no close friends. Even the Jade Emperor would only call him Hanshu.

The last time when he heard Ye Qinghe call his name, Han Shu felt a shock in his heart, afraid that Ye Qinghe would say those two words again.

He never knew that his name had magical powers before, and as long as he shouted it, it would make his heart palpitate.

Seeing that Hanshu seemed to be angry, Ye Qinghe didn't insist any longer, he glanced at Hanshu's little paper figurine, walked to the table, put him on the table, and said, "Then teacher, tell me why Come with me."

Han Shu then said: "In order to urge you to get the Soul Gathering Grass as soon as possible."

Ye Qinghe pouted dissatisfiedly, and said: "The teacher is dishonest, obviously he is worried about me."

Hanshu was indeed worried, but he had the nerve to say this, after being exposed by Ye Qinghe, he had no choice but to hold his neck shut.

But for Ye Qinghe, the presence of Hanshu here is enough to make him happy, and it doesn't matter why he came here.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ye Qinghe's face again.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden movement outside the door. Ye Qinghe looked up, but saw that the moon outside the door turned red, and the moonlight that was still as clear as water just now also turned light red.

Ye Qinghe frowned, and quickly grabbed the little paper figurine of Hanshu and put it on his shoulders, then got up and walked to the window, opened the window and saw that the courtyard of the Liu Mansion was getting more and more strange, with red clouds floating everywhere. The thick fog and bloody smell spread.

Seeing this scene, Hanshu suddenly lost the intention of joking with Ye Qinghe. If he could see his body in Tiangong, he would definitely find that his brows were furrowed at this moment.

Han Shu said: "Take me out to have a look."