ugly moth

Qing Ge turned to look at the screen, and a black figure was reflected on the screen: "Benefactor?"

"Oh, does the Taoist priest need help wiping his back?" Fei Mo poked her head out from behind the screen with a towel in her hand, her eyebrows were affectionate.

"Thank you benefactor, no need." Qing Ge slid down the water.

Both of them are men, so they shouldn't be so restrained, but Fei Moth's eyebrows are alluring, and one glance is all temptation, and if you think about it more deeply, it will hinder the cultivation of monks.

Fei Mo lay down on the edge of the barrel, with his chin propped on his left hand, he looked at Qing Ge who moved aside with a smile: "Master...does it mean that Fei Mo doesn't know how to do it well?"

Qing Ge shook his head, and hurriedly said: "No, no... no, thank you benefactor for the hospitality, the poor Taoist has been washed!"

After all, before Fei Mo could react, a phantom flashed past, Qing Ge had already put on clean clothes—Qing Ge brought clothes and dry food before going out.

"Huh? Daoist Master is very skilled." Fei Mo straightened her waist and looked at the neatly dressed Qing Ge beside her in surprise.

"Benefactor, please." Qing Ge shouldered the burden, took the initiative to pick up the lantern, and pretended to leave.

Fei Mo shook her head: "The Taoist priest is waiting for Fei Mo at the door for a while, I have to tidy up here."

After finishing the meal with Fei Mo's various tricks, Fei Mo led Qing Ge to the wing room. On the way, he had to pass a long corridor, and the rain slanted in and wet Qing Ge's hair.

"Fei Mo benefactor, are you the only one living here?" Halfway through, Qing Ge stared at the lantern in Fei Mo's hand and asked.

"That's not true. There's another tenant," Fei Mo said, pushing open the door of a wing room on the second floor. "He's going to the north to find someone recently, but he hasn't come back yet. Daoist, what do you think of this room?" Sample?"

Qing Ge didn't care much about where he lived, so he said, "Everything is fine, then... when will the other tenant come back?"

Fei Mo looked at Qing Ge with a half-smile: "Could it be that the Taoist chief came after that young master?"

Qing Ge quickly denied: "That's not true, I just asked."

"I see." Fei Mo nodded, lit the lantern by the door and hung it under the eaves, "The young master's surname is Hu, but he doesn't know when he will be back."

"Fei Mo benefactor, before the poor Taoist came... I heard from the magistrate that this place is haunted, has the benefactor heard of it?" Qing Ge stood in the room and asked tentatively.

Fei Mo looked back at Qing Ge in surprise: "Haunted? What the hell is this haunting? It's all nonsense."

"Could it be that the benefactor of Fei Mo has lived here for so long and never heard of it?" Qing Ge walked towards Fei Mo step by step, staring at Fei Mo's eyes with a pair of phoenix eyes.

"I really haven't heard of it." Fei Mo hung up the lantern, turned around and stroked Qing Ge's shoulder, and slid her fingertips to Qing Ge's neckline. Moth, isn't it?"

Having said all this, Qing Ge still didn't see anything, and couldn't ask further questions, so he could only bend down and thank him: "Thank you benefactor for receiving me, it's getting late, how about..."

Fei Mo understood, put away the bamboo pole on which the lantern was hung, and said with a smile: "Then Xiaosheng will go back to rest first, and the Taoist priest can just call if there is something to do."

After finally sending Fei Moth away, Qing Ge hastily closed the door, and put out all his magic weapons, peach wood sword, copper money sword, demon-catching bell, and seven-star compass, but none of them responded.

"That's not right...why is there no response?" Qing Ge activated everything, and it was completely fine to use, but he just couldn't feel the evil spirit.

At a moment's notice, Qing Ge was meditating on the bed, and suddenly heard Fei Mo's voice amidst the sound of rain.

The voice mixed with the pattering rain was melodious and enchanting, light and fluffy, like a cat's paw scratching at the heart, again and again, as if about to grab it but retracted.

"Taoist... little Taoist priest..."

A hand suddenly appeared in Qing Ge's throat, and the warm breath spread over Qing Ge's ears.

Fei Mo leaned closer to Qing Ge's ear, and the hot air he exhaled smelled like green bamboo: "The Taoist priest...it's getting colder in the rain, can I borrow some heat from Xiao Sheng?"

Qing Ge held Fu Chen's hand tightly, without opening his eyes: "Fei Moth benefactor, is it a human or a demon?"

"Hahaha..." Fei Mo patted Qing Ge's shoulder with his hand, "The Taoist priest is really interesting, why bother asking whether it is a human or a demon?"

Fei Mo untied the demon-catching bell tied around Qing Ge's waist little by little, and shook it lightly: "This bell won't ring, why is the Taoist priest keeping it?"

Qing Ge grabbed Fei Mo's hand and confirmed that Fei Mo was holding the Demon Catching Bell herself, but the Demon Catching Bell didn't respond at all as if it was dead.

"How come..." Qing Ge clenched his hands, "How did the benefactor get in?"

"It hurts—" Fei Mo struggled to pull out the hand pinched by Qing Ge, jumped under the bed, and threw the bell back into Qing Ge's arms, "What is Daoist doing? Give the bell back to you...Hand hurts so much, said How can I compensate me?"

There were only two oil lamps lit in the room, one on the table and the other on the small table beside the bed.

Under the dim light, Fei Mo's white hand can still be seen clearly, the wrist is blushed, which contrasts with the well-defined and white hand, which is very obvious.

Qing Ge staggered his eyes, and tied the demon-catching bell on himself: "The benefactor hasn't answered yet, how did you get in?"

Fei Mo put down her hand, slowly approached the bed, and tapped her index finger on Qing Ge's chest: "Of course that's how he walked in. Could it be that Fei Mo can still pass through walls?"

"The benefactor respects himself." Qing Ge raised the dust fly to block Fei Mo's flailing hands, "If the benefactor doesn't know how to penetrate the wall, why is there no sound when he comes in?"

"Of course it's because..." Fei Mo knelt beside Qing Ge, straightened her waist, and blew a puff of green smoke into Qing Ge's face.

In a trance, Qing Ge heard Fei Mo say: "Because..."

Before he collapsed, the demon-catching bell finally rang, and the ear-piercing sound of the bell reminded Qing Ge that a demon was coming.

Fei Mo pushed Qingge to Qingge with one hand, lay on his body, and untied the dangling demon-catching bell with his right hand.

The demon-catching bell that touched Fei Moth became dumb for an instant, Fei Mo held the demon-catching bell and propped it on top of Qing Ge's body: "Now, there's nothing barking."

Qing Ge raised his hand with difficulty, clasping Fei Mo's neck: "You, yes, demon..."

Fei Mo smiled brightly: "Who said that? Didn't the Taoist priest's bell not ring?"

"Taoist..." Fei Mo said while leaning on Qing Ge.

Qing Ge turned to the beginning: "Monster, evil! Get out of here!"

"Hahaha... um..." Fei Mo smiled seductively, "The priest must subdue Xiaosheng, a monster, so don't hold back..."

There was a sudden thunder outside the window, and the dim lights reflected the figures of the two fighting on the curtains.

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