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late at night.

Hidden in the dark villa area, it seemed extraordinarily quiet tonight.

In the summer night, someone covered the cicada's mouth and kept silent. The wind swept through the treetops, making rustling noises, like whispering.

In the darkness, Shen Yuqing opened his eyes.

Then kicked out.

The person kicked out by her, or an unknown creature, dissipated in the air as a cloud of black smoke.

Relying on the memory in her mind, she stood up against the wall and turned on the light on the wall.

The room was suddenly brightly lit, and the glass illuminated by the light reflected the embarrassment in the room.

The pillows of the sofa were thrown on the ground in a mess, the fruit plate on the coffee table had already been cracked into several pieces in the corner, and half of the TV hanging on the wall fell off.

What's more, the huge museum shelf fell to the ground, and the priceless antique porcelain was broken into a ball.

Instead of looking at these, after finding her slippers on the ground a few meters away, Shen Yuqing stepped on her shoes and went to the storage room to find the medicine box according to her memory.

Alcohol dripped on the bloody wound on the palm, quickly revealing the original appearance of the ten-centimeter-long wound. Shen Yuqing didn't even frown. After simply applying some hemostatic medicine, she directly and neatly began to wrap the gauze.

boom--

The door of the living room was violently opened from the outside, and a little Taoist priest in Taoist uniform rushed in waving a mahogany sword, "Hey, where is the ghost, grandpa—"

Shen Yuqing raised her head and looked at the visitor with a half-smile, "Grandpa?"

741 is the time-traveling object selected by Shen Yuqing, and the appearance is naturally quite good.

Even though her hair was messed up right now, half of her face still had wet bloodstains, and the mess around her looked like a thief, but when she smiled, the whole world seemed to light up.

The little Taoist blushed in disbelief, and his little heart jumped twice.

A slender white hand grabbed the collar of the little Taoist priest's back and pulled him back.

Shen Yuqing's gaze moved away from the Taoist priest's face, and casually landed on the face of the person who came after him.

Her pupils constricted suddenly, and her gauze-wrapped hands couldn't help but pause.

A woman came out from behind the Taoist priest.

She is very thin, wearing a long black gown, the style seems to have passed through a hundred years ago, it is rarely seen on the street now, the buckle has been tied to the bottom of the neck, but there is still a white and slender neck exposed .

Her skin is astonishingly whiter, like the whiteness she hasn't seen in the sun for hundreds of years, and her face is also very ordinary, with slender eyebrows, light lips, ordinary facial features, and even those dark eyes are faint. of.

Until her eyes fell on Shen Yuqing who was staring at her closely.

Those eyes that looked like dry wells seemed to be injected with vitality, and the water inside flowed again.

She murmured the corners of her lips, and after a long while, she finally uttered a name with great difficulty, "Ah Qing."

Shen Yuqing raised her eyebrows, it seemed that the daughter-in-law was right.

She unwrapped the half-bandaged wound on her hand, stretched it out towards Zhao Shiwei, and frowned before pouring alcohol on it, and wrinkled aggrievedly at this moment.

"pain."

The little Taoist priest was very vigilant: "Uncle Shi, don't go there, maybe she has been captured by the evil spirit—"

Possessed.

The little Taoist's vigilance was useless.

Her master pushed her aside, strode over, and half-kneeled in front of the woman.

That pair of eyes, which were so thin as if nothing in the world would be taken into her eyes, was full of distress when staring at the wound that was gradually bleeding.

She stretched out her hand to attach it, muttering words, trying to heal Shen Yuqing's wound, but there was no movement for a while, and after a moment of trance, Zhao Shiwei remembered that at this time, she no longer had a human body, not a human being, so naturally she couldn't use Taoist magic.

She turned her head and said to the little Taoist priest who was still in a daze: "What are you doing in a daze? Come here and chant the hemostatic spell."

The little Taoist responded stupidly.

Shen Yuqing stared at the open wound on her hand in amazement, and under the spell chanted by the little Taoist priest, it slowly closed together, leaving only a pink trace.

She praised sincerely: "You are really amazing."

The little Taoist was praised so much, he forgot his previous precautions, scratched his head and blushed and said: "No, no, it's just some simple spells..."

Zhao Shiwei frowned, "Aren't you going to catch evil spirits? If you're not going to catch evil spirits, what are you doing chatting here?"

"Oh, that's right, I'm here to catch ghosts." Thinking of the business, the little Taoist stood up, looked around the room, frowned, and remembered that he and his master knocked on the door before but didn't get a response , asked: "Miss, has anything strange happened to you before?"

"Strange thing?" Shen Yuqing tilted his head and thought for a while, "I was in a coma for a while and lost some memory, but when I woke up, was it a strange thing to break up a cloud of black mist? "

"Beat, broke up?"

The little Taoist looked like you were teasing me.

"Are you sure you broke it up?"

Shen Yuqing shrugged, "I'm not sure, anyway, it's like this at home when I wake up."

"There are no more evil spirits in this room, can't you tell?" Zhao Shiwei was anxious, not wanting to see the little Taoist and Shen Yuqing talk too much, so he hurriedly sent him away, "It doesn't matter whether the evil spirits in this room are dead or not, the barrier outside It hasn't been scattered yet, which means that the thing that really blocks this space is still there, so go out and help everyone solve this thing first."

The little Taoist said dumbfoundedly: "Oh, oh, okay."

The little Taoist looked around the room again, holding the mahogany sword and walked out the door with three steps and three turns.

"No," he suddenly realized when he was about to leave the door. He looked at his uncle who was holding Yu Qing's hand impatiently, and swallowed, "Uncle Master, won't you come with me?" ?”

Zhao Shiwei opened his mouth to chase people away, "You can't deal with such little devils, and you don't need to say that you are from Luotianmen."

The little Taoist didn't seem to believe that his master and uncle abandoned him just like that, hugged the door frame and shouted: "Then I'm going?!"

Zhao Shiwei didn't understand the little Taoist's reluctance at all, and chased away like flies: "Go quickly."

Shen Yuqing laughed out loud after the little Taoist priest left.

She stretched out her hands to pinch Zhao Shiwei's icy cheeks, and said with a low smile, "Even a child's jealousy."

"She's not young anymore," Zhao Shiwei frowned slightly, "Zhao Tianming is already 26 years old."

"Hey," Shen Yuqing was quite surprised, "I thought he was only 20 years old."

The little Taoist priest had a baby face, and he was also stupid, saying that at the age of 20, Shen Yuqing was praising him.

I didn't expect to be 26. It's really hard to judge by appearance.

Zhao Shiwei didn't speak, but stared at the smiling person in front of him with greedy eyes.

She scans the skin of the person in front of her inch by inch. This face is unfamiliar, but her eyes are familiar, especially when she smiles, the cunning like a fox is hidden inside, telling her that this is what she wants. The one who waited.

Shen Yuqing smiled and restrained her own smile.

She stared at Zhao Shiwei, suddenly bit her lip without warning, and gave a fierce kiss to the back of her head.

She bit her lip, ravaged in her mouth, and licked the tip of her tongue.

Zhao Shiwei's body temperature was surprisingly low.

But it couldn't calm Shen Yuqing's urge to kiss her.

She responded cautiously, her movements appearing a little clumsy.

After a while, after the kiss, Shen Yuqing let go of her, Zhao Shiwei's eyes flashed with confusion, and he didn't know why she ended the kiss suddenly.

Shen Yuqing stared at her lover and asked the key question, "How much do you remember?"

Zhao Shiwei blinked, and replied without any hesitation: "I remember you."

Remember to find someone named Shen Yuqing, remember to wait for her, remember...

Even though time has passed and it has slipped away from her hands for a hundred years, this obsession has never dissipated.

Now she finally got it.

This answer made Shen Yuqing stunned for a moment, and then laughed again.

Obviously, he died with his lover from the previous world. To Shen Yuqing, Zhao Shiwei was only separated from her for a few minutes.

But the anxiety in her heart is hard to understand.

The experience that Zhao Shiwei was not the heroine in the last world made her feel scared. What if Zhao Shiwei was once again a passer-by who was not mentioned in the original book?How can she find her?Compared with not being able to find Zhao Shiwei in the small world, what she was more afraid of was, what if the next world she traveled through did not have Zhao Shiwei?

Remembering her is better than not remembering anything.

The restlessness, restlessness, and fear in her heart, these undercurrents under the calm sea, had already calmed down when Zhao Shiwei called out Ah Qing, and became gentle after this kiss.

but……

"No wonder you're so stupid." You can't even kiss.

It turned out that I forgot.

Zhao Shiwei: "..."

She felt aggrieved and felt that she was not stupid at all, so she argued: "Where am I stupid?"

"Then why don't you even know how to kiss?"

There is no relevant content in memory, and Zhao Zhen who has just woken up and has not had time to accept the impact of modern society information: "..."

Seeing Zhao Shiwei's confused face, Shen Yuqing put away her smile, stepped forward and bit her lip, and asked, "Then let me teach you, shall I?"

The studious student responded without any objection.

Shen Yuqing embraced Zhao Shiwei, and kissed that cold and soft lips again.

"Master Uncle, I will solve—"

bang.

The peach wood sword of the little Taoist fell to the ground.

He quickly picked up the sword, pointed it at Shen Yuqing, and put on a dignified look, "Hey, where did the vixen come from, dare to treat my uncle—"

boom--

With a wave of his uncle's hand, which he wanted to protect, the gate automatically moved without wind.

The little Taoist didn't finish his sentence, and was almost hit on the nose by the suddenly closed door.

He was shocked, where did this goblin come from, the magic power is so profound that even their master and uncle can be bewitched.

Busily banging the door, "Master Uncle, wake up quickly, don't be fooled by the vixen—"

Shen Yuqing couldn't keep kissing anymore, so she burst out laughing.

Zhao Shiwei's face suddenly became darker than the bottom of the pot, he stood up abruptly, walked to the door a few steps, opened the door and yelled: "Shut up."

The little Taoist was as quiet as a chicken in an instant. He stood on tiptoe, crossed Zhao Shiwei's shoulder, took a peek at Shen Yuqing who was staring in this direction, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Master, are you awake? Just now you were using beauty to confuse that Is she a vixen? Isn't she very powerful, how many tails do she have—"

Zhao Shiwei felt the veins on his forehead jump up.

"Aren't you going to hand in the task?"

"Uncle Master, don't be afraid, I still have the magic weapon that Master left me, even if we can't beat the vixen, there is no problem for us to escape." Thinking he guessed right, the little Taoist said with a righteous face: "Even if it is for Catching monsters can't sacrifice you."

Zhao Shiwei: "..."

Shen Yuqing naturally heard the conversation between the two. She came over, put her arms around Zhao Shiwei's slender waist, leaned her head on her shoulder, and said to the little Taoist with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be able to guess My identity, but do you think that my place comes and goes as soon as I say it?"

As early as when she came over, the little Taoist frantically gave hints to his master and uncle to escape, but unfortunately the latter was completely indifferent, and instead looked at him like a fool.

As soon as Shen Yuqing opened his mouth, the little Taoist became desperate.

This must be a big monster, and I didn't feel the slightest bit of monster in her body.

You know, he was born with a Dao body, a born ghost sensor radar!

What to do, he can't beat him, and he probably can't beat the magic weapon given by his master. Is it true that he wants to keep his uncle here?

"You, what are you going to do to my master uncle?!"

The little Taoist priest who has already tacitly accepted the identity of the big monster of Shen Yuqing, although he still looks righteous on the surface, in fact, he is already so scared that his voice trembles faintly.

"What am I going to do to her?" Shen Yuqing seemed to hear a funny question, "Didn't you just see it all? Of course I want her to be my woman."

The little Taoist thought of the previous scene, regardless of their identities, the picture was actually quite beautiful.

He blushed, "But, but you, you are all women!"

Shen Yuqing raised her eyebrows, "What, you discriminate against homosexuals?"

She blamed angrily, "I didn't expect you to be so feudal at such a young age! Now that you humans are proposing same-sex marriage, why can't vixen engage in Lily?!"

This vixen is keeping up with the trend of the times.

The little Taoist thought, and then realized that he was being led in a wrong direction, "You, don't change the subject, my master uncle will not follow you, the twisted melon is not sweet."

Shen Yuqing turned her head and looked at Zhao Shiwei, "Honey, will you stay?"

Her lips have just been kissed, they are rosy and shiny, like washed cherries, inviting people to taste them.

Zhao Shiwei's eyes darkened. If it wasn't for the little Taoist priest still standing here, she would have already taken the initiative to apply to continue the class.

She waved her hand to the little Taoist priest, "You go, tell me I have something to do when you get back."

The little Taoist looked at Shen Yuqing in disbelief and showed himself a complacent expression.

Now he can't wait to shake Zhao Shiwei's shoulder and growl at her: "Uncle Master, please be sober, don't be seduced by the vixen."

It's a pity that when Shen Yuqing showed his two small canine teeth at him, he instantly shivered, realizing that the woman standing in front of him, who seemed to have a good temper, was actually a big monster who could restrain her evil spirit without revealing it at all.

He can't beat QAQ.

His master probably couldn't beat QAQ either.

The only master-uncle who was able to fight turned to QAQ again.

He took a step and turned his head three times, "Master Uncle, I will definitely come back to save you, just wait for me."

Shen Yuqing watched his back, laughing non-stop.

"You little disciple, aren't you cute?"

The next moment, she was pushed onto the door frame, and the person who was in her arms looked at her with deep eyes.

"cute?"

Zhao Shiwei's serious and jealous look made Shen Yuqing wish he could take a photo of it with a camera and recollect it a hundred times afterwards.

This body was shorter than Zhao Shiwei's, and she couldn't stand upright, so her whole body was shrouded in Zhao Shiwei's shadow.

She tugged on Zhao Shiwei's front, forcing her to lower her head, and kissed the corner of her lips, "You are the cutest."

Then the shallow kiss was turned into a deep kiss by the school bully who came from behind.

The little Taoist priest who had gone far turned back, and the lights stretched the figures of the two people very long, spreading all the way to a far away place.

Looking at the scene in the distance, the little Taoist gritted his teeth silently, Master Uncle, I have wronged you!