The white bird in his arms turned into a haggard young man. Chongyun held Zeyu's face in both hands, and rained kisses on his forehead, between the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, and the cheeks...

Zeyu's heart was pounding, thinking that he was going to confess his love to her in the next second, Chongyun's voice was hoarse, and he spit out:

"I thought you were eaten by a ghost."

Unable to break his tears into a smile, Zeyu gently wrapped his arms around his neck, his eyes were as gentle as water:

"You were eaten by a ghost, don't worry, I'm fine."

Hearing his words, Chong Yun seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and leaned weakly on his shoulder, wrapped his arms around his slender waist, and complained softly:

"It's been as long as 1000 years. I'm so tired. I have to practice together to get better."

When mentioning cultivation, Zeyu's eyes darkened, and he was about to ask the teacher to ask the crime, but before he could speak, he heard a voice from the sky:

"Is that Zeyu? Are you okay?"

Two figures, one red and one black, fell to the ground, and Chi Yu and Mo Hui rushed towards them, both surprised and delighted:

"Are you both okay? Ah, are we interrupting something?"

Zeyu's face stiffened, and he awkwardly pushed Chongyun on his body, motioning for him to let go, and stood up with one hand holding the stupid bird:

"It's okay, I made you worry, this time it was an accident."

Unexpectedly, when Chi Yu and Mo Hui ran a few steps away from him, their expressions suddenly changed drastically. At the same time, they took two steps back, their hands instinctively put on a defensive posture, and Mo Hui warned in a deep voice:

"Aren't you Zeyu? Are you a jiao who came out of the demon world? Why do you want to look like Zeyu?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Yu sternly reminded Chong Yun beside him:

"Chongyun, wake up! That's a Jiao, not Zeyu!"

"It's a long story,"

Zeyu looked at the two people in front of him, how should he explain his headache? He hadn't mentioned the matter of his body to them before, so it's no wonder they thought he was a fake.

Chongyun was like enlightened, he pulled Zeyu's arm, opened his mouth slightly, his pupils were wide open, and repeatedly looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Xiaojiao beside him, full of surprises:

"Have you returned to your body?"

The corner of his mouth couldn't stop smiling, Zeyu winked mischievously at him, then turned around and said to Chiyu and Mo Hui who were stunned:

"Go back and talk slowly."

In addition to Xie Zeyu, the five gathered in the front hall, listening to Zeyu tell how he returned to his body, they all felt extremely thrilling.

Chi Yu and Mo Hui couldn't believe it at first, but with Xie Zeyu's proof, they tested Zeyu again, and they said many things that the few people experienced together, all of them were consistent.

Akabane touched his chin, suddenly realized, and patted Zeyu's shoulder vigorously:

"To be honest, Zeyu, you are quite boring. You have kept it from us for so long."

Mo Hui frowned upon hearing this, bumped his arm, smoothed things over and said:

"The most important thing is to be fine, so what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to find out who attacked me at that time first."

Holding Chongyun's hand, Zeyu was still a little scared when he remembered the scene at that time, and said:

"There are too many doubts here. Why did those wild ghosts suddenly attack? How did they know that the previous body was a container?"

"Well, I asked some questions."

Xie Zeyu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said that he was a messenger from a ghost, so he certainly had no shortage of means to extract a confession:

"It is said that seven days ago, there was a rumor spreading near the grave: Zeyu's body is an artifact for cultivation, as long as you take it, you can become an immortal physically."

The other four heard it in disbelief: "This is too ridiculous, so many wild ghosts have been summoned with just such a rumor?"

Hearing this, Xie Zeyu shook his head helplessly, and continued:

"You don't understand that these wandering souls are just relying on a little obsession to wander around the world and refuse to leave. Even if there is a slight possibility, they will risk everything to try."

"Then let's inquire around the graveyard tomorrow."

Ze Yu turned his head and asked Chong Yun who was beside him. The latter nodded to him, and then heard Mo Hui ask:

"After solving this matter, are you still here?"

Chongyun and Zeyu were both startled, Mo Hui winked, and immediately changed the topic:

"It's fate to be able to make friends with you. Let's celebrate tonight? It's also for Zeyu to clean up the dust."

The others readily agreed, Xie Zeyu pressed Zeyu who wanted to get up and got ready, smiled and shook his head:

"Let me come, you just came back, I also want to exercise my muscles and bones."

At first, Zeyu didn't pay much attention to the dishes, but when the dishes were served, he exclaimed:

"Hongmei Zhuxiang?! Zeyu, when did you learn it?"

Inviting the other four to take their seats, Xie Zeyu said with a smile as he arranged the dishes on the table:

"Just a few days ago, I wanted to discuss it with you before doing it. If you don't mind it, come and try it."

This Hongmeizhuxiang dish is mainly made of precious ingredients such as abalone, pigeon eggs, and scallops. The fried shrimp balls are ruddy in color, and the white pigeon eggs are inlaid on the abalone slices, surrounding the gorgeous shrimp balls. The pearls set off by plum blossoms are the origin of the name of this dish.

Picking up a shrimp ball and putting it in his mouth, Zeyu lowered his head, tasted it carefully for a while, and then praised:

"The shrimp meat is springy and refreshing, and the sauce is rich and sweet, which is no worse than Brother Fan's."

Mo Hui asked curiously: "Is this brother Fan the ghost partner of Boss Xie?"

Xie Zeyu smiled slightly and nodded, "Exactly. He should come here soon, and I hope the two adults will take care of him."

When Chongyun and Zeyu returned to the room, it was already late at night. As soon as the door was closed, Chongyun hugged Zeyu from behind and said in a low voice:

"I haven't seen your original form clearly today, change it out and let me take a closer look."

Zeyu rolled his eyes, patted his hand, and evaded:

"You are not very tired. Let's do it tomorrow. Anyway, there is plenty of time."

The last half of what Zeyu said was meaningful, but Chongyun misunderstood it, and suddenly said happily:

"Okay, whenever you say."

"By the way, is the feather duster you gave me still there?"

Tilting her head and kissing him encouragingly, Zeyu pursed her lips and smiled, watching Chongyun joyfully touch the feather duster beside the bed, a cunning flashed in her eyes:

Let you take a good rest first, tomorrow you will know how amazing it is!

Handing the feather duster to Zeyu, Chongyun was about to pull him to bed to rest, but when he saw that he was about to open the door to go out, he strode in front of him:

"Where are you going?"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met the slightly flustered gaze of the man, Zeyu was startled, and said softly:

"I'm too full, I want to go outside to digest food."

Chong Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, took his hand and said:

"I'm with you, lest you don't know when you won't see me again."

His behavior was a bit childish. Zeyu thought it was funny, but when he remembered his reaction before finding him, he was silently moved, and changed his words:

"However, since it's so cold outside, let's take a walk inside."

Then, Zeyu pretended to mention casually:

"I gave you the magic weapon for cultivation before, can you give it back to me now?"

"Of course, here."

The voice couldn't help but faint, and Chongyun suddenly remembered that Zeyu seemed to have mentioned meeting his parents, so didn't he already know...?

Pretending to pass the brocade box to Ze Yu's hand calmly, Chong Yun couldn't help but peek at the expression on his face, what did he think about the dual cultivation?

Taking the brocade box without changing his face, Zeyu guessed what Chongyun was thinking, sat on the edge of the bed, and deliberately changed the subject:

"I'm a little sleepy, it's very windy at night, can you change back to your original shape and let me sleep warmer?"

"What's this."

Before Zeyu could answer, the young man in white disappeared with a bang, and was replaced by a big white bird flapping its wings, and put the bird's head on Zeyu's neck flatteringly.

"So nice."

Patting the fluffy bird's head, Zeyu buried his head in the soft white fur on the bird's chest, caressed the white bird's back with his hands intentionally or unintentionally, making sure he couldn't touch the wound, and then fell asleep peacefully.

In the past few days, Chongyun hardly closed his eyes in order to find Zeyu;

And Zeyu was exhausted because he wanted to rush back to see Chongyun, so he never rested along the way;

So when the two of them opened their eyes, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

"did you sleep well?"

The whole body was sunken in the feathers, Zeyu stretched her waist, and her hands naturally wrapped around the slender neck of the bird.

"Good, How about you."

The bird's beak lightly pecked at Zeyu's lips, and Chongyun lowered his head to rub against his neck. This kind of tenderness made him nostalgic.

"Are you still tired?"

After tidying up her clothes, Zeyu sat up, raised the corners of her mouth, and stroked the feather duster on the table with one hand.

"Not tired at all, do you want to practice?"

Unaware of the imminent disaster, Chongyun fluttered his wings and was about to put his head on Zeyu's shoulder.

"You are quite self-conscious."

With a slash at the dazed Shiratori, Zeyu waved the feather duster and was about to slap him:

"What is the wrong way to open the magic weapon? It can be cured by any cultivation? You still have to be shameless? Did you know about the double cultivation of the soul from the beginning? You deliberately kept it secret?"

As Chongyun jumped up and down, feathers were flying in the room instantly, the feather duster was crackling, and the sound of flapping wings was inexplicably harmonious.

"Injustice!"

In order to avoid Zeyu's anger, Chongyun barely slid under the table, barely hitting the wall, and shouted:

"I didn't know anything the first time!"

This sentence is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, Zeyu was furious when he heard it, and chased him even more:

"Are you admitting that you lied to me behind?"

"It's not a lie, you're obviously very happy... Ah! It hurts! Don't hit me! You're going to be crippled!"

The room is not big, and there are really not many places for Chongyun to hide. Soon he was cornered by the aggressive Zeyu, and the whole bird shrank, shivering and begging for mercy:

"It's my fault that I didn't say it after I found out. To make up for you, I'll be able to carry out double cultivation in the future, okay?"

The feather duster slapped against the wall, and Zeyu laughed angrily at him:

"Did I agree? Besides, are you wronged?"

"of course not……"

Just as the two were at a stalemate, there was a knock on the door outside, and Xie Zeyu's voice saved Chong Yun's life:

"Are you there? Chi Yu and Mo Hui said they were going to ask the Ghost King about Ze Yu tonight, and asked if you want to go together?"

"Come back and clean you up!"

After glaring at Chongyun, Zeyu used a spell to hide the smaller feather duster in his sleeve, opened the door calmly, and replied:

"We'll go later."

"Okay, uh, what are you guys?"

Looking at the feathers all over the room, Xie Zeyu at the door fell into confusion...

The author has something to say:

Zeyu: Are you afraid?Do you know what's wrong?

Chong Yun: I’m afraid, I was wrong, so can we double cultivate?

Zeyu: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

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