after the villain's amnesia

After chatting with the clerk for a few more words, Xian Deng stood up and said goodbye.

Lan Xuehuai stood behind him, she didn't look like she wanted to act alone.Xian Deng still couldn't make up his mind, he felt uneasy for a moment, considered a few words, and said, "Xiao Xianjun, are you going to come with me next, or..."

While talking, Xian Deng watched Lan Xuehuai's face, and in the middle of speaking, he quickly changed his words: "I don't think I can solve this matter by myself, and I hope Xiaoxian Jun can help me, thank you for your hard work."

Lan Xuehuai showed an expected expression, and said: "I know you can't do it well, so why don't you leave quickly."

Xian Deng agreed twice, and wanted to touch his nose, but he touched the mask with one hand.

He picked up the demon reflector hanging on his chest, and glanced at his mask. The mask didn't make any weird movements.

Xian Deng put down his vigilance for the time being, and on the way to He Mansion, he asked Lan Xuehuai to borrow some money and bought three sticks of incense sticks and an ink fountain.

Put the things in the bag, and asked along the crowd, and finally found He Yuanwai's mansion.

The two stood still, Xian Deng raised his head to look at the He Mansion, the vermilion gate was closed tightly, the stone lions on both sides of the town house had peeled off their paint, and there were scarlet pieces falling all over the place, and no one came to clean it, presumably He Yuanwai was gone Time to take care of these trivial matters.

Xian Deng pondered for a moment, and was about to go forward to knock on the gate, when an old woman with a broom came out from the side door of He Mansion.

"what are you doing?"

At the same time, a drop of rain finally fell in the gloomy afternoon outside, and then the heavy rain was like beads with a broken thread, hitting the ground one after another, and the first drops of water that fell on the ground rolled There was a circle of dust, and then it shattered on the ground with a "snap", turning into a puddle of water.

Xiandeng Fuzhi said to his heart: "Old lady, it's raining heavily outside, and my friend and I want to stay for one night. Hearing that Mr. He is kind and benevolent, he came here uninvited and asked for a place to live. We don't need a very good room, just a firewood room. Can."

The old woman held the broom and stared at the idle light for a while, and said, "Okay, come in. But He Yuanwai is not in this house. The old woman told you in advance that there is only a lunatic and a few servants living in this house, who live in and out. I am not responsible for anything."

Xian Deng dutifully explained to Lan Xuehuai: "According to what she said, it seems that He Yuanwai's family has moved to other places, and there is probably only He Da left in this house, otherwise she would not let us borrow it easily. live."

Lan Xuehuai glanced at him: "Do you need to explain?"

Idle light: ...

He closed his mouth, stopped talking, and followed the old woman in through the side door.At the same time, he also thought in his heart: I will be a puppy if I take the initiative to talk to him next time.

Passing through a gray stone road, the stone paved on the ground was full of potholes, and because of the rain, mud spots were splashed from the ground and flew onto the pants.The old woman pushed open a small door, and the three of them walked into a yard.The yard is small, with a big locust tree in the middle, and a deep well under the tree. There are three stones piled up beside the well, and a group of rusty iron chains the size of an adult's wrist, covered with thick moss.

Before leaving, the old woman paused, turned around, stood at the door and told Xian Deng: "If someone knocks on your door at night, you must not open it."

Xian Deng said: "What's the explanation? Will anyone else knock on my door?"

The old woman said: "You just need to lock the door." After speaking, she took out an iron lock from behind and hung it on the door.

Seeing this, Xian Deng thought to himself: such a big lock, if I don't open the door, who can come in?

A quarter of an hour later, Xian Deng cleaned up a small room in the courtyard, and seeing that it was getting late outside, he asked Lan Xuehuai to go to bed.

He carried two mattresses from the cabinet, and he didn't intend to sleep on the bed, but he was afraid that Lan Xuehuai would not stay on the bed if he didn't clean it up.Looking at Lan Xuehuai again, he has been sitting on the chair in the middle of the room since he entered the door, it was windy and rainy outside, and the windows were blowing back and forth against the edges of the windows, even so, it didn't disturb him at all.

Xian Deng lit a candle to make the room a little brighter, lit the three sticks of incense sticks he bought, and inserted them on the far right of the threshold, and then said: "Xiao Xianjun, it's getting late, you should go to bed first. "

There are two purposes for inserting incense sticks. One is that the house is uninhabited and unpopular. They come uninvited and will disturb the "aboriginal residents" in the house. These three incense sticks are the accommodation fee, which can also be called toll When encountering barren mountains and wild temples, this method is used to keep the night safe.

The second is to insert incense sticks on the right side of the threshold to prevent lonely ghosts from entering the door. If there is any bad situation, the incense ash falling on the ground will reflect the truth.

Although Xian Deng has amnesia, there are some weird memories in his mind, such as this kind of crooked ways that ordinary people don't know.It's just that the memory loss is too serious, he is not sure whether this method is feasible, so it is just a try.

Lan Xuehuai opened her eyes and said, "You didn't lock the gate in the yard."

Xian Deng smiled and said: "Of course I don't lock it. I came here just to see this strange thing. If there is no strange thing, wouldn't it be a waste of time for me to come here. I won't tell you this now, since no one came to knock door, let’s rest first, and it’s not too late to deal with him after we’ve had enough sleep.”

Lan Xuehuai looked towards the bed on the east side of the room, not so much a bed, but a kang.

Xunyang City is in the north, the weather is cold, and every household sleeps on Kang.The so-called kang is a stone bed made of water and mud, and some homes are made of stone bricks.The kang in front of Lan Xuehuai was made of bricks, and there was a small square hole under the kang, in which there was a burnt charcoal fire, it was pitch black, and there were a few pieces of wet wood, which looked Haven't fired it up in a long time.

This kang is not big, and it is still difficult for two people to sleep. After laying a thin layer of bedding on it, Xiandeng hugged a bed to the side and dragged two stools in the middle of the room. Going to spend the night on the stool.

Xian Deng lay on the stool, looked at Lan Xuehuai, and said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Lan Xuehuai glanced at him, and found that Xian Deng was very pitiful now.Like a homeless fox who looks a few years older than himself, but deliberately hugs the quilt and pretends to be weak on the stool.Even the mask couldn't cover his upturned fox eyes, looking at him eagerly but still refusing.

Lan Xuehuai sneered: "You did it on purpose."

Xian Deng has been tense for a whole day, and really has no time to guess what the little beauty is thinking, so he yawned and said with misty eyes, "What's on purpose? Go to sleep, I'm asleep too."

Lan Xuehuai saw his expression, her ears turned red, and she stood up from the stool suddenly: "How dare you say that you didn't do it on purpose? Are you just waiting for me to let you sleep with me?"

Xian Deng Zhang Er was puzzled and asked, "You want me to sleep with you? But this bed is too small for two men."

Lan Xuehuai sneered: "Yes. So it's just that I can hug you, right?"

Xian Deng exclaimed: "What? I never thought about it that way!"

He quickly sat up, thinking: This matter is not resolved!

Since the moment when Xian Deng opened the coffin, because of his "hands-on" with Lan Xuehuai, the other party has always thought that he was plotting against him.

But Xiandeng thinks that he is a gentleman and has no interest in men at all. At first, because of the secrets and pursuits, he has no chance to explain to Lan Xuehuai. Now that there are no outsiders, it is an excellent opportunity to explain.He definitely can't let Lan Xuehuai misunderstand him again, otherwise no matter what he does, this little fairy will think that he is deliberately seducing him.

Unexpectedly, just as Xian Deng was about to explain, a bolt of lightning struck outside, which was especially terrifying on a stormy night.

There was thunder in his ears, and Xian Deng completely forgot what he was about to say for a split second.The hairs on his back stood on end, and he felt a strong sense of fear of thunder.

Xian Deng lost his memory, he didn't know that he was afraid of this before, at this time, his body's reaction had been conditioned to make him remember, and he thought to himself: It's hard!I can walk upright and sit upright, why am I afraid of thunder?

Seeing that he was silent, Lan Xuehuai frowned and said, "What's the matter, did I hit the mark?"

Xian Deng slowly pulled up the quilt, slowly fell on the stool, his body was as stiff as a coffin board: "That's all for today, I'll tell you tomorrow morning."

As soon as this sentence was finished, another thunderbolt fell outside the window, and this time, the idle lamp bounced off the stool in shock.

Lan Xuehuai: "Aren't you still afraid of thunder?"

Xian Deng looked at him in horror.

Lan Xue smiled angrily, crossed her arms with her hands, crossed her legs, and said as expected: "Before I was afraid of heights? Now I am afraid of thunder? You are really omnipotent. Why, now you finally have a reason to be upright did you climb into my bed?"

Xian Deng glanced at him, feeling very sad, seeing himself getting darker and darker, the image of the broken sleeve has penetrated into the heart of this little fairy, if he climbed into his bed shamelessly at this moment, wouldn't it be just right for the other party? ?Then should he still be a man? !

Xian Deng thought to himself: Even if I die here, I will never crawl on your bed!

Lan Xuehuai saw that Xian Deng still had a bit of shame, so she muttered: "Fake it, let's see how long you can pretend before you show your fox tail."

He changed his mind and thought affirmatively: If Xian Deng really wanted to sleep with me, I wouldn't hug him, at most let him lie down beside me.

After planning for a long time, Lan Xue was full of leisure, waiting for the idle lamp to be unable to hold on, so she came to seduce him with a stern face, and he was even ready to refuse, but who knew that the idle lamp did not move at all on the stool.

Lan Xuehuai's complexion darkened, she snorted coldly, turned over and fell asleep.

The movement was so loud that Xiandeng trembled in fright, for fear that the young lady's temperamental ancestor would see something displeased with him and get up and poke a hole in him with a sword.

Another thunderstorm fell, and Xiandeng flinched in fear again, tossing and turning on the stool for a long time.

Because I couldn't figure out Lan Xuehuai's current thoughts, and I was really afraid of the thunder outside, after another two sticks of incense, Xiandeng thought to himself: Anyway, he misunderstood me as a broken sleeve, so it doesn't matter if I explain it or not ?Is he angry now because I refuse to sleep with him?But just now he said that I plotted against him, what's going on now?

After guessing and guessing, I couldn't figure out what Lan Xuehuai was thinking. After struggling for a long time, Xian Deng gave up struggling and thought: Forget it, I'd better sleep with him, so as not to make me look down on him later flattery.

——The hat with the broken sleeve has already been buttoned, so don't button him a new one.

Thinking of this, Xian Deng took a deep breath, poked his head out from under the quilt: "Xiao Xianjun?"

Very quietly, very attentively, very sincerely.

"Xiao Xianjun? Are you asleep? Are you asleep?"

Xian Deng asked several times, but there was no movement at Lan Xuehuai's end. He pondered for a moment, then slowly climbed down, and then climbed up Lan Xuehuai's bed carefully.

Lan Xuehuai sleeps more inside, and sleeping outside with an idle light is more than enough.Xian Deng closed his eyes, heaved a sigh of relief, and thought to himself: It seems that I fell asleep. I just slept beside the bed like this, without moving, so he probably wouldn't notice it.

Xian Deng glanced at Lan Xuehuai, who was carrying him behind her back, and the quilt was not covered properly.He conveniently pulled off Lan Xuehuai's quilt, planning to cover him again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xian Deng lifted his quilt, Lan Xuehuai suddenly sat up like a ghost.

Idle Light: No no no no no no...

Cooperating with a fresh thunderstorm outside, it illuminated the scene in the house.

Xian Deng is like a lustful apprentice who wants to take advantage of the beauty's quilt and hold warm and soft jade in his hand, but was caught by the beauty's stolen goods. After waking up, he was so scared that he took a few steps back and rolled to the ground, shouting Said: "Aren't you asleep?!"

Lan Xuehuai sneered: "If I fall asleep, can I still see your anxious look?"

Xian Deng wanted to cry but had no tears: "Do you still listen to my explanation now..."

Lan Xue folded her arms: "What? Could it be that you want to tell me, are you just covering me with a quilt?"

Idle Light: ...that's true.

Lan Xuehuai's eyes froze: "I still want to argue!"

Xian Deng hastily said: "Don't dare... Hey, forget it, no matter how I explain it, you won't believe it, so just think I'm plotting something wrong..."

Lan Xuehuai said "huh?", as if she heard some big joke, pointed at his nose and said, "You still wronged you? Why do you act like I wronged you? How dare you say you Didn't you lift my quilt out of lust and want to do something wrong to me?"

Xian Deng didn't dare to reply, he lowered his head, in a trance, he heard Lan Xuehuai calling him: "Xian Deng."

Thinking that the other party's shout was a conscience discovery, and felt that he had misunderstood himself, Xian Deng quickly replied: "Huh?"

Who knows, after looking up, she saw Lan Xuehuai's puzzled expression: "What are you?"

He looked at Lan Xuehuai puzzled, and thought in his heart: If you call me, I will answer. If you are so obedient, does he still want to trouble me?That is too unreasonable!

Xian Deng said: "You called me, I answered."

As if it was Lan Xuehuai who did something wrong, his expression was extremely innocent.Who knows, the other party didn't appreciate it at all, Lan Xuehuai's face became even more ugly, and said: "I called you? Hehe, now I will lie on the spot."

As soon as he finished speaking, amidst the thunderstorm and the sound of the wind, there was an eerie, gloomy, and extremely strange sentence: "The idle lamp..."

It was clearly Lan Xuehuai's voice!

The two of them froze together on the bed.

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