Xiaobawang and Mr. Mei gl

"Hey, Mr. Song!" King Yan Luo stepped forward with a bitter face, but Song Yubai didn't turn his head back at all, and took Xia Wuxin's wrist with one hand, and stepped out the door.

Xia Wuxin was touched by her cold fingers, and there was a ripple in her heart for no reason. In a trance, she had already left the dim fifth hall, and stood in the cool breeze of the ghost world.

"them……"

"Don't look back." Song Yubai said softly, perhaps because of the openness of the world, her voice seemed much warmer than the coldness just now.

Xia Wuxin quickly closed her mouth and let Song Yubai hold it. The black whirlwind suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. After a while, the familiar mortal bricks appeared under her feet.

It was night in the mortal world, and a silvery full moon hung in the middle of the sky, casting a soft light.

Song Yubai's hand had already been released at some point, and it was hidden in the big red sleeve again. She looked around and said, "You came alone."

Xia Wuxin nodded, then shook her head again: "I followed the trail to find you after hearing what Ah Zui said, but I just happened to meet senior sister and senior brother who are here to eliminate ghosts."

"Thank you." Song Yubai said softly.

Xia Wuxin was stunned for a moment, and after being thanked so solemnly by Song Yubai, she showed a rare bit of shyness, and hurriedly pretended to be a big horse with golden swords and waved her hands: "It's okay, it's okay."

She was stubborn and willful in the eyes of outsiders, and she was not often appreciated by others, but now she was a little flustered, and quickly looked around, only to see that the street that was originally empty was now even more empty, and Su Xieyue and the others did not know where they were going.

He must have gone to find her, Xia Wuxin thought to himself.

"Senior Sister and the others must be in a hurry, let's go back to Pingfeng Mountain first." Xia Wuxin said, and went to pull Song Yubai again, who was dodged by Song Yubai as she thought.

"I..." Song Yubai's beautiful face was hidden under his long hair, only a jade-like nose was exposed, and his emotions could not be seen clearly.

"Sir, you want to say that you don't like to be in contact with others, but didn't you just pull me and take me out?" Xia Wuxin tilted her head and made an inch of it.

"It's different. If I didn't pull you just now, I'm afraid you will be taken away by those people." Song Yubai shook his head, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "Forget it, turn around."

"What are you doing..." Xia Wuxin muttered, but she did as well, turned around and looked at the long and narrow street in front of her, perhaps because of the dew, the bluestone bricks were like warm jade, shining brightly under the moonlight, reflecting the figures of the two of them.

The wrist was once again covered with coolness, like melted ice water, gently wrapping Xia Wuxin's wrist, but Xia Wuxin felt hot all over.

"Let's go." Song Yubai pulled her wrist from behind and spoke, his voice was deliberately lowered, but it was still much more lively than usual, perhaps because of the trace of helplessness.

"Okay!" Xia Wuxin chuckled, tapped her toes, and in a blink of an eye, she soared into the clouds and rose under the full moon.

When the two returned to Pingfeng Mountain, the moon had been covered by clouds from nowhere, the ground was darker, and the mountains were filled with disturbing cicadas. As soon as their feet landed, Song Yubai took his hands back again.

The cool skin was once again covered by the heat of the summer night, Xia Wuxin felt a little unsatisfied.

"It's getting late, try to talk to your senior sister, and then rest, the ghost world is not a good place to go." Song Yubai turned to leave, but was stopped by Xia Wuxin again.

"Sir, do you know why they regard me as a ghost, and what is the scourge that King Yama said?" Xia Wuxin asked sincerely with her black eyes wide open.

Song Yubai looked at her for a moment, then looked away, looked towards the sky, and said in an ethereal voice, "Some people are born with disorder, and they would have transcended the rosters of those hells."

"As for the harm, I don't like to listen to those people's high-sounding words." Song Yubai said indifferently, then walked sideways to Xia Wuxin, and left slowly.

Xia Wuxin stood alone on the spot for a while, thinking about her words, and when she looked up again, the fiery figure was no longer there, leaving only the faint aura of Song Yubai.

"Song Yubai." Xia Wuxin read the name carefully, then pursed his lips and smiled, and turned to leave as well.

When she returned to the room, she bumped into a bald young disciple guarding the door. When the young disciple saw her, he jumped up and said, "Senior brother, you are here. Sister Xieyue and senior brother are looking for you." I was going crazy, I almost broke into the underworld, and now I am going to the heaven to find my master!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuxin was filled with guilt, and hurriedly turned her head to stop Su Xieyue, but bumped into Su Xiyue who fell from the sky again.

"Wuxin!" Su Xieyue grabbed her both hands, her pretty face was already full of tears, like pear blossoms soaked in rain, now seeing Xia Wuxin, she hastily closed her eyes and sighed.

"Where have you been? Are you injured?" Su Xieyue placed a pair of soft clothes on Xia Wuxin's forehead. Her palms were so warm that it made people feel tired.

"No." Xia Wuxin patted her chest and said with a smile, "I'm so smart, those blind ghosts should be injured."

Yanqiao also fell, covered in wind and frost, and he was also relieved to see Xia Wuxin standing intact.

"We received your news, and we just rushed back halfway. It's good that nothing happened. If something goes wrong, I will definitely go and turn that hell upside down." Yanqiao, who looked at the warm and jade-like jade on weekdays, now talks about ruthless. The words are actually very severe.

Hearing this, Xia Wuxin couldn't help laughing, but her heart was soft.

Xia Chunqiu strictly disciplined her, but thanks to her senior brothers and sisters who tolerated her since childhood and protected her like a naughty child, no one dared to bully her wherever she went, and she became such a temperament.

"Mr. Song was rescued?" Yanqiao asked again.

"That's natural. With me in charge, it's natural..." Xia Wuxin yelled halfway, but Su Xieyue covered her mouth and pushed her into the room.

"Forget it, what else can you do but cause trouble." Su Xieyue smiled tearfully, took her hand, and held on tightly, "Come on, let me see if the turbid air has entered your body."

The breeze blew, and the moonlight shone again, covering the always comfortable Pingfeng Mountain in it, making it appear warmer and quieter. After the Yin soldiers borrowed their way, all the troublesome ghosts were taken back to the ghost world, and the world was restored to a temporary cleanliness.

For a few days, Xia Wuxin got up early in the morning, went to listen to Song Yubai's lecture, and then went to the daily practice after the lecture. Can ignore her eyes.

And Xia Wuxin didn't know why she did this. Although Song Yubai was reading those sour articles as usual, still dressed in loose white clothes, her hair was neatly coiled, and old-fashioned and boring, but in her eyes, she always thought of hugging someone. When you are full of arms, that moment of familiarity and heart palpitations.

And when she bowed her head to speak in her ear, there was a faint fragrance.

Xia Wuxin wanted to figure out where this sense of familiarity came from.

On this day, Xia Wuxin had breakfast in Su Xieyue's house, then put on his coat, and after a few words of concern from a distance, he hurried to the bamboo house where he was teaching.

The sugar shortbread that Su Xieyue specially made for her was so delicious that she almost missed the time by eating a few more bites.

All the way to the bamboo house, she saw that Song Yubai was not in the house, so she let out a breath, strode into the bamboo house and sat down in the front row.

Suddenly there was a stabbing feeling behind her, as if someone was staring at her closely, Xia Wuxin turned her head and met Xia Zheng's gaze, who immediately looked away and looked down at the scroll.

After this person was beaten up by Xia Chunqiu, there had been no news for a long time. Xia Wuxin was still a little dazed when she saw him unexpectedly today, but she didn't care anymore, she just stared at him, and then turned around.

But today there are some exceptions. Usually at this time, Song Yubai has been standing in front of the stage waiting for a long time, but now the disciples have already arrived, but the slender figure is still missing.

In Xia Wuxin's heart, there was some worry faintly.

The other disciples were obviously at a loss, the room gradually became noisy, and the noise made people's ears dizzy, and after a while, the bald little disciple whom he had seen last time ran in, his head was shining brightly in the sun.

"Brothers and sisters, the master has something to do today, so the class will be suspended." He said softly.

The rest of the disciples cheered, got up one after another, and ran away in a short while, only Xia Wuxin was still sitting in place, looking at the little bald head, as if thinking about something.

The little bald head was frightened by Xia Wuxin's look. He turned around and wanted to slip away, but Xia Wuxin got up and stopped him.

"Junior brother." Xia Wuxin said with a smile.

The little bald head staggered, then turned his head with a smile, but he didn't dare to look at Xia Wuxin, as if he was very scared.

Most of the younger disciples in the sect were a little afraid of Xia Wuxin, but Xia Wuxin didn't take it seriously, she took two steps forward and squatted down, and asked, "Do you know where Mr. Song went? Why did you temporarily cancel the lecture?"

"Brother, I..." The little bald head faltered, unable to explain why.

Xia Wuxin was a little impatient, she simply stared at her and started to roll up her sleeves, revealing her clean arms. When the little bald man saw her fist, he covered his head in fear and said, "I said, I said, a beautiful sister came to Zhaoyao Mountain to learn the fairy art , told Master that I only know Mr. Song, and that Mr. Song must take her to play."