The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

At midnight, Fu Xiuzhu followed the green butterfly to the main road outside. His outstanding appearance and different clothes attracted a few passers-by who were walking on the road in the middle of the night to bask in the moonlight. He raised his phone and took a snap.

And as a fairy in the painting who has never seen the world at all and has just cultivated human form, Fu Xiuzhu looked at the high-rise buildings and neon street scenes outside, and was so surprised that he couldn't keep his mouth shut for a long time.

When he was still a bamboo in the painting, he was hung in the fairy cave of his master all the year round. He had no contact with the outside world at all, and he didn't know what the outside world looked like. Now seeing this colorful scene, he was so excited that he almost forgot the last moment What do you want to do.

Fortunately, the master's majestic fairy posture prevailed, Fu Xiuzhu regained his concentration, and hurriedly caught up with the flying green butterfly.

About 10 minutes later, Ludie led him to another street.There were many people gathered in front, and listening to the voices of people talking, it seemed that there was a big car accident here, and seven or eight people died on the spot.

Fu Xiuzhu didn't understand much about the big car accident, but it didn't sound like a good thing, after all, it involved lives.

He poked around outside the crowd, but didn't see the person he was looking for. He looked puzzledly at the green butterfly hovering in the air and no longer flying away.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark human-shaped object, Ding Qing looked at it, his pupils slightly opened, isn't that the master he was looking for? !

I saw that Xi Huaizhen not only took off the black clothes she wore on the set, but also washed off the heavy makeup on her face.

At this time, he changed into a black robe with a hood, and stood outside the crowd with a faint blackness all over his body. Pedestrians walked past him without even turning their eyes, as if they couldn't see him.

Opposite him, there were seven or eight people standing in a line, all of them were pale and illusory, they were obviously new souls who had just died.

From Fu Xiuzhu's perspective, he could only see Xi Huaizhen's perfect side profile and the high bridge of his nose.

As if being hit by a critical blow, Fu Xiuzhu's heart "thumped" non-stop.

Although the master's attire looked unlucky, it was inexplicably attractive.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too hot, Xi Huaizhen on the other end seemed to sense it, and turned to look over.

The two people's eyes met, Xi Huaizhen was stunned, and saw the kid opposite who called him Xianjun, first showed him a shy smile, and then galloped towards him like a cheerful little rabbit.

His pupils shrink so that the other party can see him!

"Huaizhen Xianjun, what are you doing?"

Before he could think about it, the kid had already stood still in front of him, blinking his big eyes and looking at him curiously.

Xi Huaizhen had to admit that the kid was very good-looking. He was dressed in a green gown, which made him look like a green bamboo standing against the wind, making people feel fresh and comfortable.

I can't bear the idea of ​​boredom at all.

He couldn't help but asked nonsense, "Can you see me?" When he appeared as a god of death, he was generally invisible to other people except his colleagues and dying or dead people.

Fu Xiuzhu blinked his eyes, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he said softly: "In the past, we were in the same room almost every day, and the fairy figure of Immortal Huaizhen has long been deeply engraved in my heart."

Xi Huaizhen: "..."

Good-looking is good-looking, but unfortunately the brain is not normal.

He said with a cold face, "You have identified the wrong person."

Fu Xiuzhu shook his head vigorously, and said very seriously: "No, even if I would mistake anyone in the world, I would not mistake Immortal Huaizhen." Because Immortal Huaizhen is the master, he is his favorite master .

Having worked in the entertainment industry for so many years, Xi Huaizhen knew that some people couldn't be bothered, and the more they tried, the more they couldn't get rid of them. He simply stopped looking at him and tapped the black five-pointed star pattern on the back of his hand.

I saw that the pattern suddenly looked like a high-tech projection screen, with lines of black text appearing a little above.

"Li Qunfang, male, 38 years old, married, died at [-]:[-] am in [-]... Cause of death: car accident..."

"Lin Xiangru, female, 27 years old, unmarried, died at [-]:[-] am in [-]... Cause of death: Car accident..."

"Zhao Lijuan, female, 35 years old, married, died at [-]:[-] am in [-]... Cause of death: car accident..."

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Looking at these lines of text, Fu Xiuzhu's eyes gradually widened, "Immortal Huaizhen, are you seducing your soul? Why?" As No.1 in the fairy island, the owner not only has a prosperous beauty, but also has the best cultivation base, like How can the master do the tiring work of seducing the soul himself? !

As if he didn't see his excited and shocked expression, Xi Huaizhen looked at the new soul indifferently in front of him, checked the situation one by one, and after confirming that the information was correct, he tapped the five-pointed star on the back of his hand a few times. Those new souls were sucked in.

Anyway, I've seen it all, and there's nothing to hide.

Xi Huaizhen thought expressionlessly.

With the soul taken away, the matter here is over, and he turned around and left.

Fu Xiuzhu quickly grabbed him with his eyes and said anxiously, "Immortal Huaizhen, are you leaving again?"

Xi Huaizhen glanced down at the place where he was caught. The boy's hands were warm, unlike his body temperature, which was always cold.

... really don't hate it.

His eyes were slightly darker, and his voice was cold: "Let go."

With such an indifferent attitude, Fu Xiuzhu's eyes were red again, and tears came pattering as he said: "I won't let you go, I found you with great difficulty, are you going to leave me again?"

The boy's cry was as sweet as when he spoke. Xi Huaizhen glanced at the strange eyes cast around him, and suddenly felt a little irritable in his heart, "Don't cry!"

His original intention was to ask the young man to pay attention to his surroundings, because in the eyes of ordinary people, the young man not only speaks to the air, but also cries to the air.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the boy threw himself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly, just like he did on the set just now, crying out of breath in a soft voice: "You don't know if you can't see it!" When I was with you, I was so sad and scared. Didn’t you say you liked me before? Please don’t leave me behind, okay? I will be obedient..."

Xi Huaizhen: "..."

Feeling the warmth and wetness of his chest, his cold expression almost didn't tense, he pursed his lips tightly, and felt his temples twitching.

Is this the reincarnation of the crying bag spirit?Then we can cry!

He didn't understand, usually when he had a cold face, people around him almost wanted to avoid him, why did this crying bastard in front of him still move up?

Is he not cold enough?Or is he not fierce enough?

Lord Reaper, who always had no expression on his face, thought blankly.