What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

Xu Chui was covered in cold sweat, and the sticky sweat stains covered her soft fine hair on her snow-white forehead and side cheeks. The movement of her sitting up stirred up a gust of cold wind that invaded the muscles. She was going to get out of bed and pour herself a cup of tea to wash away this nightmare, but when she was groping for the edge of the bed, she encountered something warm and soft like a human limb. something like...

She shrank back in an instant, covered her mouth with her hand, and suppressed the midnight scream that was about to burst out of her throat in time.

"..."

The living creature let out a sigh.

Xu Chuilu recognized the other party's identity from this sigh.

"Sect... Sect Master?"

"I thought you were talking nonsense when you said that you were occasionally trapped by the nightmare, but I never thought it was true." Xiao Fangdao picked up the candlestick and lit the wick, "Since you know that you have this problem, why don't you go to Cang Wu? have a look?"

No, it was an accident!

Xu Chuilu couldn't argue, so he could only say a few vague and perfunctory words.

Xiao Fangdao handed over a teacup full of clear liquid, she drank a few sips, and then asked nervously: "Did I just talk in my sleep? You came here because of my noise?"

The other party actually smiled: "You have to be lucky that I am not practicing some evil martial arts, otherwise I will be so scared by you, my meridians will go retrograde, and I will go crazy, and we will die here together."

This is much scarier than that nightmare.

Xu Chuilu took another sip of tea to suppress her shock.

"Well...then what did I say?"

It seemed to be a casual question, but it was actually very frightening.What if she uttered fragrant words in her dream?

"I didn't hear clearly." Xiao Fangdao deliberately avoided, answering briefly.

Her heart sank, and she secretly thought that it was not good. This reaction was obviously because she heard something bad. Could it be that she really had something to say that made her ashamed to say it?Xu Chuilu put the tea bowl on the spring stool at the head of the bed, doing some psychological training for herself.

"You better tell me, otherwise let alone tonight, I won't be able to sleep every night in the future."

Xiao Fangdao frowned slightly, as if he was also deliberating deeply.

"You said..." she whispered, "'You can't marry him'."

Xu Chuilu's eyes widened, and a little water that hadn't been eaten suddenly rose up in her throat, and she couldn't help beating her chest and coughing fiercely.

She—she actually said such a thing?

No, it was in a dream, and this "you" hadn't been addressed before, not to mention Xiao Fangdao, even she herself didn't know whether this sentence was addressed to "Xiao Fangdao" in the dream or to the black-faced man Said.

And looking at the other person's expression, it is obvious that he did not regard himself as "you".

so far so good.

Because of Xu Chuilu's intense reaction, Xiao Fangdao's face became more worried, and his tone was unprecedentedly gentle: "You dreamed about...the person you used to like?"

"?"

Wait, she knew that she liked women, so she took the hoarse yell in the dream as an accusation and retention of her lover?

No, no!

It was embarrassing enough to come out in front of Xiao Fangdao, she can no longer be regarded as a bitter girl who loves but can't dream of breaking her heart!

Xu Chuilu put on the most pious and serious expression trying to restore her dignity: "No, I dreamed that Fengfu and Bai Xingyun were getting married, and then I stood up and stopped the marriage very justly."

Xiao Fangdao digested the content of her dream, and said after a while: "Where is the justice when you beat a mandarin duck with a stick?"

"There is no balance between good and evil, and there will be no good results if you force them together." Xu Chuilu actively hinted, "Besides, Fengfu is so cute, how can ordinary men be worthy of her?"

Xiao Fangdao slightly raised his brows, and said unequivocally, "So, you like wind talismans?"

"?"

Xu Chuilu's expression was distorted, and he didn't know how to refute this ridiculous speculation.

There must be a bottom line in life, no matter what the definition of this world is, Fengfu is just a high school student who is underage in her eyes, even if she wants to think about it, she can't think of her.

Xiao Fangdao admired her sullenness, and laughed loudly: "Can I still sleep now?"

What does it mean?Does she have something to say?

"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep."

"Since you care so much about the two hall masters of the Jueqing Sect, I can talk to you." Xiao Fangdao stood up from the bed, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Xu Chuilu didn't really want to get out of bed.

Her gaze wandered upwards.

Oh, the roof.

In the middle of the night, the sky is freezing cold, orphans and widows, idle and bored.

It's worthy of the arena.

……

Fengzhao.

The poisonous miasma is like a curtain, the snakes and insects are like weaving, the flowing mist and the winding mountain paths have become Fengzhao's natural barrier to isolate the world.

Each village is divided into different mountains based on clan kinship, and maintains all kinds of illusory customs. Among them, witchcraft and Gu are the most famous, but neither witch nor Gu can get out of the village, let alone Fengzhao. Passed down from generation to generation in a conservative and closed manner.

Fengfu's footsteps stopped at the foot of Wuzhong Mountain - the place where the smoke in the dense forest is the weakest.

"You shouldn't have followed."

She said coldly to Bai Ying who was hiding not far away.

"You run for me, I can't just do nothing." Bai Xingyun flew in front of her, but still kept a distance from her, "Unexpectedly...you are a Miao girl."

"No." She denied, "My mother was born in Fengzhao, but I grew up in Mingliguan since I was a child. The last time I came here, it was for my mother's funeral."

"Sorry." Bai Xingyun lowered his eyes slightly, hiding his shame.

Feng Fu's expression was serious: "You are not from Wuchongzhai. If you sneak into the village and you are discovered, even if your martial arts are world-class, you will be trapped to death in this poisonous miasma."

"Since it's so dangerous, how can I put you in danger alone?" His tone was gentle, but his attitude was firm. "I'm the one who's sick. If I don't go, how will the witch doctor see you? As for the rules in the village... ...Can't you say we are husband and wife? Just pretending for a few days is enough."

Fengfu rolled his eyes impatiently: "How can I not think of what you can think of? If you can get away with it like this, Wuchongzhai has been razed to the ground by foreigners."

"How are they going to identify me?"

"Concentric Gu." She raised her wrist, "You can't be my husband if you haven't planted the sub Gu of Concentric Gu in your body."

Bai Xingyun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled indifferently: "I heard it a little bit. Can't you just plant it for me?"

"Aren't you—" Fengfu pressed the center of his eyebrows, and felt a headache, "If you swallow the sub-gu, I'm afraid you will die immediately."

"How could it be?" He said innocently, "Isn't it true that only men who have empathized with others will be devoured by Gu? I am loyal to A Fu, what can it do to me?"

She was about to be laughed at by him, "You have no dissatisfaction with me? Headmaster Bai went out for a trip, did he even forget who he is?"

He flicked his clothes and sleeves, stretched out a palm, and said with a smile: "Then come and gamble, no matter what, A Fu is not at a loss, isn't it?"

Now it is dusk, the north wind is blowing in the ears, the sky and the earth are painted with a dark and dull yellow color, the crows' sneering and the insects' rustling and mocking laughter add a little bit to this dense darkness Chaos and noise.

But Bai Xingyun stood in the middle, spotless, regardless of his clothes or appearance, he looked bright and upright.

Fengfu narrowed his eyes.

"Okay."

The concentric Guzi kept in her porcelain vase melted into his faintly throbbing meridians, and would soon swim into the atrium, turning into an irreversible curse.

Feng Fu hoped to see the pain, struggle and madness in his eyes.

But he just smiled--the kind of smile a winner of a gamble tends to wear.

"After a while, the poisonous miasma will become more concentrated, and you probably don't have enough medicine." He walked forward, "When you get inside, Ah Fu, don't always put on that look, we are husband and wife now, not enemies. "

She was in a state of bewilderment.

Can a lonely heart really change a person's will?Impossible, this is ridiculous.

"Don't think badly about me these few days, or you will really die." She frowned and said, "After I come out, I will detoxify you."

He looked back in surprise: "What kind of evil thoughts?"

"..."

Bai Xingyun seemed to realize something: "It's probably not what I thought, I understand."