The third master picked up a fox husband

In the depths of the cave, it gradually became brighter.

Huge black and red runes hung all around, and in the center of the gossip formation, there was a simple and unsealed sarcophagus.

On the outer wall of Shiguan, there are strange streamer patterns.

There are bells hanging on the four corners of the cave. Although there is no wind, they occasionally drift and collide, tinkling, as if someone is whispering.

Fu Yang flashed red, and Liu Buyu appeared beside the sarcophagus.He knelt on one side, leaning against the sarcophagus with one hand, and reached in with the other hand, stroking his snow-white face.

The person in the coffin was wearing a bright red groom's wedding dress, with his hands folded securely on his abdomen.

The crown of black hair, even if the eyes are closed and the complexion is white to transparent, you can still see its absolute beauty. The tear mole at the end of the eye is like a red plum blooming in the snow.In an instant, the dead people were somewhat alive.

Yan Jingsheng's face is exactly the same as that of Yan Jingsheng, who died hundreds of years ago.

If you look closely, you can see the red line between the neck.

This line has all four limbs.In the previous life, Yan Jingsheng died of being quartered by five horses.

It was a sunny day in spring, the sky was blue with white clouds, and the sun was just right.

Outside the Meridian Gate of the Dongyue Imperial City, an unknown ancient tree that hadn't bloomed for hundreds of years was covered with small white flowers, spreading on the ground, and the ground was reddened by the splashed blood. Suddenly, the white flowers that covered the tree turned red.

When he arrived, the five horses just stopped. He was holding the marriage certificate of the Linghu family, staring blankly at his Yan Yan's head, with those beautiful eyes open, looking at him with a smile, as if he Has been quietly waiting for him.

The smell of blood overwhelmed the scent of flowers...

This was a dream he would never forget. He squatted on the ground and pieced together the scattered corpses little by little...

Liu Buyu didn't want to think about it anymore, he turned his face away, big drops of crystal tears fell down, "tick..." fell on the red wedding dress.

Liu Buyu cried until he convulsed.

"Do you know? Yanyan, do you know?" The hoarse voice echoed in the cave, looping back and forth, endlessly.

"Xiao Liuer, why do you think this king is so sleepy and greedy these days?"

"Hey, I also like to eat this sour plum. If it weren't for the fact that I am a man, I would think that I have it."

"Don't be shy, this king is not ashamed, why are you ashamed, why, regret sleeping this king that day."

Those words hit Liu Buyu's heart every sentence, which was comparable to the pain of Ling Chi's bone scraping, and Liu Buyu clenched his hands into fists.

"I hope you don't know, Yan Yan, I hope you don't know."

"You don't know, do you..."

"I won't know..." He murmured again and again, not knowing whether to comfort the dead or comfort himself.

...

The weather was good today, Yan Jingsheng was woken up by the sunlight coming through the curtains.

He rested his chin on Liu Buyu's chest for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping person.

"Huh... why are the eyes so swollen..." He reached out his hand and touched Liu Buyu's eyelashes, which were wet.

Yan Jingsheng propped up half of his body, Liu Buyu opened his eyes, the inside was full of water.

"Having a nightmare?" Yan Jingsheng asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Liu Buyu thought for a while before continuing hoarsely, "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."

"Oh, my little darling, I'm so sorry for you." Yan Jingsheng gently hugged Liu Buyu in his arms, and pressed Liu Buyu's face against his chest, "How could my master not want you? Be good, I promise that I will cherish you more and more day by day."

"Okay, you can't break the appointment."

"What the lord said is like gold." Yan Jingsheng coaxed his self-identified "daughter-in-law" for a while, and in a good mood, he got out of bed and hummed to look at the little red fox on the cushion.

"Are you sick? Why are you so lethargic?" Yan Jingsheng squatted in front of the fox, raised his hand to touch the little ear, "little thing, if you are so lifeless, I don't care about you." He put The red fox was hugged in his arms, stroking while muttering.

When Liu Buyu came out of the bathroom, the other party looked at him with sparkling eyes: "Xiao Liuer, come and see if this fox is sick and has no energy."

"Maybe he's hungry." Liu Buyu sat beside him, raised his hand to touch the red fox, the red fox's eyes instantly brightened, and with a whine, it shrank even more into Yan Jingsheng's arms.

"Huh, maybe." So Yan Jingsheng, who hadn't washed up yet, ran out in a hurry and asked Shuixiu to prepare raw chicken for him to eat. He didn't feel at ease until he saw the little guy feasting.

It's not a big deal if you can eat it.

Yan Jingsheng went looking for Liu Buyu excitedly, and found Liu Buyu sitting with a bad face, "What's the matter, little Liuer, don't be a fox, you're sick."

Liu Buyu, who had a fishy smell in his mouth, was very sad. Although the fox was only a differentiated offspring, he still felt the same way.As long as the sub-body fox is not attached to it, it is the same as a normal fox. When a fox sees a live chicken... then there is nothing to say.

Liu Buyu shook his head, "It's okay, Yanyan..."

"Ok?"

"Perhaps, that fox likes cooked food."

"You idiot." Yan Jingsheng stretched out his hand and patted Liu Buyu's forehead, "Of course it likes to eat raw, and the little things I feed must be a bit fierce, and in a few days I will ask my servants to buy live chickens Come and feed it."

"Hmm..." Liu Buyu pressed the center of his brows with a headache, then walked straight into the bathroom, and the sound of water came from inside after a while.

Yan Jingsheng shrugged helplessly, what kind of Liuer is he.

...

When eating breakfast, Liu Buyu's complexion was not very good.As a natural spirit demon, you don't have to be like an ordinary fox.When practicing without reciting the wind, drinking dew and absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, the daily diet is the same as that of human beings.

He really can't appreciate such things as Rumao drinking blood.

The two of them were drinking porridge, when the housekeeper, Uncle Zhao, led a man wearing a yellow cheongsam, a white velvet waistcoat, ironing a small roll, and carrying a small bag the size of a palm, stepping on high heels. Looking at Yan Jingsheng, before Uncle Zhao opened his mouth, Yan Jingmo yelled, walked to Yan Jingsheng's side in a few steps, and hugged him affectionately, "Third brother, second sister misses you so much~"

wipe!More familiar than me.

"Good sister, let go first." Yan Jingsheng backed away in embarrassment because he was afraid that he would bump into the twin peaks.

Yan Jingmo let go of him with a light smile, pulled up a stool and sat beside him, and his servants quickly brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks.Yan Jingmo looked at Liu Buyu while serving porridge, his eyes filled with many things, "Third brother, is this your wife?"

"That's right, did the second sister hear what my brother said? Xiao Liu'er, her name is the second sister." Hey, the Yan family seems to have a strange style of painting.

"Second sister."

Yan Jingmo covered her lips and giggled twice before responding.Then he looked at Yan Jingsheng and said very seriously: "I'm afraid it's Mr.