There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

The atmosphere in the room fell silent, and Han Shu's expression changed from shock at the beginning to dullness later, as time passed bit by bit, the dullness gradually became a little bit unkind.

Ji He finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly stretched out a hand, wanting to say hello to Han Shu.

Unexpectedly, before he could say a coincidence, Han Shu suddenly stood up from where he was, and rushed towards him under Ji He's astonished eyes!

"Pfft!"

There was only a sudden sound, and Ji He who had just crawled out of the coffin was thrown back into the coffin by Han Shu without saying a word.

"Oops!" This is the first time that Hanshu threw Ji He down on his own initiative. Ji He didn't feel any pain, but he still cried out, because he felt that if he didn't scream at this time... he might not have a chance in the future called.

He may be cooling off.

Hanshu was brought back to his senses by this oops, and finally realized that it wasn't a fake corpse, it was Ji He who wasn't dead at all.

He didn't even bother to ask Ji He why he did this, so he buried his head deeply and hugged him tightly.

Mojun's coffin was a bit cramped for two people at once, and Ji He could even hear the two people's heartbeats rising and falling in the small space.

Of these, his own is clearest and most urgent.

Is this not a dream?

Hanshu actually hugged him.

He didn't beat him up, and he didn't ask him why he was playing dead... Wow, it was better than a dream.

Ji He was thinking wildly, but Hanshu came back to his senses, let Ji He go, and his voice sank a little: "Why are you pretending to be dead?"

kindness?

Ji He's wonderful daydreams came to an abrupt end, his body froze suddenly, but he soon came back to his senses. In order to prevent Hanshu from continuing to ask, he simply turned over and pressed Hanshu on his body, and he took the initiative. His face was buried in Hanshu's chest: "Zixi, I miss you so much, I thought I would never come back."

Hanshu froze.

Zixi, he called him Zixi.

Hanshu's heart skipped a beat, and before he could recover from the excitement of the name, Ji He approached and asked in a low voice, "Zixi, you came here so soon because you were worried about me. ?"

Hanshu didn't realize that there was something wrong with his behavior before, but after being told by Ji He, he felt that he cared too much. Even if what Ji He said about the relationship between the two is correct, Ye Qinghe is him, he is Ye Qinghe, but he is just his student.

Like his own students... Han Shu didn't know what to think of, his face flushed suddenly, and he even resisted Ji and the Dong people who were holding him: "You let me go, let's get up and talk."

"No." Ji He managed to solve the fateful question of "whether Hanshu will be angry if Hanshu sees his fake death", so he would let go of the hard-won benefits so easily and get close to Hanshu in a shameless manner. Shu, even rubbed against him twice with his own body: "Legs are weak, I can't get up."

Hanshu's face turned dark all of a sudden, and a bold idea appeared in his mind for a moment - how about he personally suffocated the demon king of the demon world in the coffin, so how about making this fake funeral a real one?

sounds good.

Probably seeing the murderous look in Hanshu's eyes, Ji He shuddered suddenly, Ma Liuer got up from Hanshu, stood outside the coffin, and pulled him up.

Hanshu was about to get angry with Ji He, but seeing that he was so sensible, he couldn't find a reason to get angry, so he gave him a glare, and was supported by Ji He respectfully, and walked to the other side door of the mourning hall.

After passing through the side door, Hanshu found out that the mourning hall was fake, and his own room was still the same as before.

There were signs of sleeping on the bed.

The heart in Hanshu's chest that had become cold due to Ji He's death finally came to his senses this time. He looked back at Ji He, but he couldn't find any words to blame Ji He. He was full of heart, he was still alive just fine.

As long as he's around.

People's thoughts will not be changed because of a mere memory, Hanshu finally realized at this time, maybe during the time he didn't know, he had already regarded Ji He as a very important person.

But looking at the person in front of him again, Hanshu suddenly didn't want to admit it anymore, not because he really wanted to deny this relationship, but because this kid knew that he was just a student, and kept calling him Teacher Xianjun, but he still had feelings for him in his heart. If you have a different idea, wouldn't you be deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors?

How can there be such a bold student.

He wouldn't let him get what he wanted so much—what's more, he faked his death to lie to him, making him so worried.

After realizing that he decided to take revenge on Ji He, Han Shu's expression was as usual, and he couldn't see the turmoil in his heart at all. He coldly shook off Ji He's hand, completely losing the enthusiasm he had just taken to hug Ji He, and walked lightly to the table Sitting down next to him, he said, "Tell me, what's going on."

Ji He's hard-won benefits were gone, and his whole body suddenly froze, and he followed Hanshu in a grievance, without saying a word, just looked down at him.

Hanshu didn't notice it at first, and didn't hear Ji He's movement, so he looked back, and then he pretended to be in his pitiful little eyes, and he was taken aback.

After being stunned for a while, there was a feeling of dumbfounding in my heart.

Who has ever seen a cheetah pretending to be pitiful in front of a little white rabbit?

Is this when he is stupid?

After finally straightening out the cause and effect, Hanshu's heart was unprecedentedly clear, ignoring Ji He's pretending to be pitiful, he picked up the teapot and prepared to pour tea for himself.

After realizing that Hanshu was ignoring him, Ji He took a step forward, took the teapot from Hanshu's hand, poured tea for him, handed the tea to Hanshu, and flattered him: "Actually, I have no other choice. If I live, The Jade Emperor always has to find ways to deal with the Demon Realm. He always thinks that this is my trick, so he can poke my pain. Such a disaster, I can't just leave them alone, it's troublesome to go back and forth, so why not..."

"Just pretend to be dead? Let the Jade Emperor stop attacking the Demon Realm?" Hanshu couldn't help turning his head when he heard it amused: "If you are really dead, ^ Wouldn't it be very easy for the Jade Emperor to attack the Demon Realm?"

"But I didn't really die. He wants to do something to the demon world, so I can find a way to deal with it." Ji He sat down in front of Hanshu, and said very reasonable: "The demon world has experienced so many years of war. , I have been exhausted for a long time, and none of you want to return to the kind of life in the past. The best idea right now is to separate the two sides with a barrier... But I can't die again, and this barrier can't help Reappear, so, we can only start elsewhere."