Speaking of this, Fang Geyu's eyes suddenly dodge, he coughed lightly, and said: "But I am not a weakling who gives in easily. Of course I will never do it. No matter how unreasonable the Queen is, she will never end up with a person." It’s hard for kids to get through.”
Seeing the strange look on her face, Bailian knew that something very embarrassing must have happened to Fang Geyu in those three months.
Not wanting to expose it, he chuckled and said: "In this trip, safety comes first. I am the body of a corpse demon, and I have the gift of healing and body protection, so there won't be any big problems. Fang Geyu, please put this away. If you feel that you have taken advantage of me, just give me a great treasure in the future, since you have money anyway."
Fang Geyu clicked his tongue twice. It seemed that in this guy's mind, she really became a young lady who could be broken at the touch of a touch.
But seeing how he was giving her a baby and still trying to find a way out of her to protect her pride, it was really speechless.
This inn in the border town of Xianling ushered in a brief farewell on the eve of the ghost war.
Bai Lian left the rabbit at the inn, although Ji San'er has now escaped a ghost disaster, and the apricot blossom mark on his wrist has been blurred.
But the blur has not disappeared completely. No one can guarantee that Yuguilang has completely given up on this goal.
After all, Rabbit is the Afu Rabbit who came out of the forbidden area of Luanyou Valley. With it around, I think that Yougui Lang will also be afraid of it.
Balian held an umbrella alone and came to Yun's house in the border town mentioned by Fang Geyu.
There is no need to prove your identity or purpose to the family.
Just by showing the blood-red three-petal apricot flower mark on his wrist to the Yun family, the crying family was overjoyed and rushed to welcome him as if he had found a savior.
"You, little immortal, are a timely blessing. You are the great savior of my Yun family. Our family has been in trouble for eight lifetimes, and my son has encountered such a disaster. The immortals in the city were not surprised when they heard the name of Yougui Lang. You are willing to take more care and protect our family like a plague. Only you are so kind and righteous and willing to save us from the fire and water."
The master of the Yun family is a prosperous middle-aged man. His family is engaged in brocade weaving business. The family is very well off and has many children.
The groom chosen by Yougui Lang is Yun Shulang, the eldest son of Yun.
As if he heard the news of Bai Lian coming, the eldest son of the Yun family, who was crying, fussing and hanging himself under a crooked-neck tree in the front yard, quickly threw the hemp rope in his hand aside and wiped away his tears. He hurried over.
Balian looked at the wet and disheveled young man in front of him and almost knelt down to worship him.
He was whimpering and sobbing, and his words were even more confusing. He must have been frightened by the evil reputation of the ghost man.
Judging from his drenched appearance, he must have attempted suicide by throwing himself into a well and was rescued by his family. Then he started to commit suicide by hanging himself again.
Balian was not good at this kind of crying and fussing situations. He simply explained some matters for the next three days, and then, under the arrangement of the Yun family, he moved into a superior guest room in the inner courtyard.
The heavy snow in the city for several days finally stopped.
In the middle of the night, the moonlight was silent and silent, except for the occasional faint sound of snow falling from the treetop branches.
The guest room where Bailian lives is a separate courtyard, although the people in the mansion are grateful and respectful to him.
However, due to the ghost marriage mark on his body, these mortals were also vaguely afraid of him, so no one had disturbed him since he moved in.
He also enjoyed the peace and quiet.
Under the light, Bai Lian was applying new sword oil to the Qiu Shui Sword, carefully wiping it and maintaining it.
The sharp sword blade reflected his clear black and white eyes. After oiling the sword, the Qiu Shui Sword slowly flipped under his palm. The cold sword energy condensed into cold frost mist, and strands wrapped around the sword's edge.
The sword in his hand also became very light.
The attribute of Qiushui Sword is water, and Balian also realized the power of controlling water through the wishing bead. Now holding the sword, the power is naturally not what it used to be.
So much so that the sword's own grade began to fail to keep up with his spiritual power.
Next, there will be a ghost battle.
This Autumn Water Sword wouldn't be of much help to him.
It seems that I need to find a more convenient weapon.
Bai Lian put the Qiu Shui Sword back into its sheath. The candle flame was blown by the cold wind and swayed. As the collar fluttered, a very light aftertaste of fragrance blew past his face.
Balian frowned slowly and sniffed his collar carefully. The lingering fragrance was exactly the same as the cold fragrance that hit him last night.
Although it is very light, the fragrance still lingers after a whole day.
Without close contact, it would not have been possible to stay so long.
What shocked him even more was that this fragrance could calm his mind and let him sleep peacefully without any precautions.
What kind of fragrance can actually make the corpse demon fall asleep.
Last night, if someone really got very close to him, and he had no power to resist, killing him would be easy.
But he was fine so far, which proved that the man last night had no intention of harming him.
Bailian was puzzled.
Could it be that the man last night really came just for a wooden rabbit?
Balian himself felt that his idea was a bit ridiculous.
but……
He had to admit that last night was the most peaceful and relaxing sleep he had ever had since he came out of the coffin.
Looking up at the moonlit snow scene, Bailian closed the two windows, and with the help of this lingering fragrance, he put on his clothes and lay down on the couch to sleep lightly.
The zombie demon falling asleep is a very wonderful thing for Bai Lian.
There is no need to remain absolutely awake at all times, just like a person who has been trekking for a long time, relieved of the fatigue and burden, and finally found a place to rely on and rest, where he can lie down in the dry and soft straw, feeling safe and sound. sleep.
After being in the coffin for hundreds of years, he has no memory. Just like an ordinary corpse, he is a dead person who will only be wrapped in cold death.
It wasn't until the moment he closed his eyes tonight that he realized that the corpse demon could also have dreams to pursue and memories to find.
But these memories, like thin ice on the sea, carry a heavy past.
Before he leaned over to take a look, he seemed to be hit hard by something.
Broken ice floes were floating messily in the abyss of the abyss, and the fragmented lights were everywhere. Countless big fish in the sea carried these broken lights, and together with him, they sank into the endless abyss, never to be found again. No.
In this vast and deep dreamland, a distant and familiar whisper suddenly sounded.
The voice was deep and vague, as if it was coming from the abyss of a hundred thousand feet deep, with some kind of summoning meaning.
As his consciousness sank deeper and deeper, this vague and distant voice gradually became clearer.
"The earth buries the corpses, the yellow sand dust ghosts guard the corpses, the red flame sand soup turns into a sea of blood, when the drizzle washes the ruined monuments and towers, the king's head is found and returned..."
The sound went from shallow to deep, like a red-hot carving knife, engraved on his soul thousands of times, constantly replaying in his heart, and the sound became louder and louder.
Until Balian suddenly opened his eyes, the distant words in his dream were still ringing in his mind like ancient giant bells.
