Scholar has special ghost skills

The oil lamp on the low table swayed gently, and the shadows of the two people in the wooden house were reflected on the wooden boards.

"I made some rhetoric, I hope you don't mind." Nie Zifei handed it to He Yunqing after reading it.

He Yunqing was like waking up from a dream, he shook his head suddenly, why was he thinking so wildly at this time!

"Why would I mind?" He Yunqing quickly took over the reading.

After reading it, I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was the same story, but the sentences were smoother than before and had a lot of artistic conception, "Zifei, you are so good, you actually wrote several strokes, making my novel so wonderful!"

Nie Zifei smiled slightly, "It's you who wrote it well. The protagonist in this book is a monster, which is novel and interesting."

"Hey..." He Yunqing opened the chatterbox, "Speaking of monsters, if I hadn't seen them with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed them. It's really indescribable... I wonder if you've seen Zifei before?"

Nie Zifei's expression froze, but he shook his head, "It can only be said that there are many unexplainable things in this great world."

"Not bad!" He Yunqing agreed with it very much, and told about the weasel monster he met in Li's mansion.

Finally, he said, "If it wasn't for Daoist Yan at that time, I'm afraid that the ending between the girl from the Li family and the weasel monster would end up being regrettable..."

Nie Zifei nodded and said, "It's really unexpected."

"Yes." He Yunqing also nodded, "Although the monster looks scary, it also has its affectionate and sexual side. It can be seen from the depth of the Li family's girl's affection for him, so it also makes me feel like a monster. The idea of ​​writing them, so that the world can understand that too."

Nie Zifei smiled softly, "You can definitely do it."

"Cough." Encouraged, He Yunqing scratched his head in embarrassment.

The two looked at each other and smiled, He Yunqing secretly looked at the other's handsome and flawless face, his cheeks gradually became hot.

...When I suddenly remembered something, I asked, "By the way, Zifei, may I ask, what kind of grievances do you have with Daoist Yan?"

Nie Zifei paused, and then said quietly, "Didn't Daoist Yan tell you?"

"Uh..." Thinking of Yan Junyi reminding himself that Zifei was about a ghost, He Yunqing quietly looked at the person in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was nonsense, so as not to make Zifei unhappy, he hurriedly Shaking his head, "No."

Nie Zifei asked, "Then do you think there are ghosts in the world?"

"Ghosts?" He Yunqing replied without thinking, "Of course not!"

Nie Zifei said slowly, "Since you believe in monsters, why don't you believe in ghosts?"

He Yunqing thought about it for a while, and then thought of an excuse and said, "After all, the theory of ghosts is more fantastic than monsters. No matter how you say it, monsters are at least flesh and blood."

"If there really are ghosts in this world..." Nie Zifei seemed to say intentionally, "They still want to harm you, what should you do?"

In front of Zifei, how could He Yunqing show a trace of timidity, raised his chest and said, "Even if there is, I, He Yunqing, have always been upright and upright, and they dare not get close to me!"

"...Ha ha." Nie Zifei didn't know that he would answer like this, and couldn't help laughing in surprise.

He Yunqing was dumbfounded, and said in a daze, "Zifei, you look so beautiful when you smile."

But just as the words were out of his mouth, he realized what he had said, and hurriedly cupped his hands and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, I just wanted to praise you..."

"Nothing." Nie Zifei smiled slightly, realizing that he hadn't been this happy for a long time.

He Yunqing stared at him, and murmured, "Zifei, you are so kind, you are the first person who is willing to read my novels, and I am so excited to know you that I don't know what to do."

After meeting tonight, Nie Zifei also felt more and more the simplicity and integrity of this scholar. Although his words were bold, there was no trace of blasphemy.

Nie Zifei stared at him, his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly leaned forward to hug him, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared little by little.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the other party's sudden move, He Yunqing's whole body tensed up, and there was no place to rest his hands.Even though the other party was a man, he could smell the cold fragrance from Zifei's body, which made people feel like a little deer was bumping around in their hearts.

"Actually, you should listen to Daoist Yan and don't come to me." Nie Zifei said softly, raised his paw behind him, his eyes flashed red, trying to hypnotize himself, as long as he wanted this scholar at this moment He will be free, leave here and leave the ghost king, and no longer be humiliated by him...

He Yunqing felt that his cold body was shaking, thinking he was afraid, so he patted him on the back with courage, and comforted him in a soft voice, "Zifei, don't be afraid, if you are afraid of Daoist Yan , I can go and beg him not to hurt you, or I can talk to him to solve your direct misunderstanding?"

"...Thank you." Nie Zifei closed his eyes, then opened his raised hand and put it down silently, then stood up and turned his back to him, "It's too late, I'll go back first."

"What's wrong?" He Yunqing was nervous for a while, afraid that he had said something wrong.

Nie Zifei put away the emotions that were revealed, Fang turned around, and said with a slight smile, "No, I'm just a little tired."

"Oh, that's good." Although He Yunqing was a little bit reluctant, it was not easy to persuade him to stay.

Nie Zifei took two steps forward, turned his head and lowered his eyebrows and said, "I am also very glad to meet you, Yun Qing."

……

As soon as he came out, Nie Zifei flew to a distance and disappeared from the air. In a blink of an eye, he came to the bamboo forest, and saw the ghost king in black robes in the pavilion, playing the zither repeatedly.

Seeing him coming, the ghost king raised his eyes and instantly turned into a puff of black smoke, flashed in front of him, stretched out his hand to caress Nie Zifei's pale cheeks, "My Zifei, why do you look so sad now? I really feel sorry for my husband." .”

"..." Nie Zifei looked away and waved his hand away.

But the next moment, the other party grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed his neck, intentionally or unintentionally said, "Zi Fei has never embraced me, nor smiled at me."

"It's only the first day, why are you still here?" Nie Zifei said with forbearance in his eyes.

"But I didn't say you're not mine for the fifteenth day." The Ghost King chuckled, biting his cheek, much crazier than usual.

As soon as Nie Zifei struggled, his arms were bound tightly by the opponent.

"My dear Zifei, how much do you want to escape from my side... Let me see if you can escape." The ghost king whispered, pushing him against the bamboo and tearing off his belt , the next one exerts strength.

"Uh~" Nie Zifei raised his fragile neck in pain.

Then the long bamboo pole shook violently, and countless green leaves floated down...