"Tsk, Xuanmen people are so sanctimonious and nosy!"
When Zhuo Feng approached Xiao Ling, he was shocked by the exorcism talisman, and suddenly curled his lips unhappily.
However, he seemed to have thought of something again, and his eyes were full of interest: "I'm going to meet that Xuanmen man, Brother Xiao, you don't have to worry about me!"
After saying that, he turned into a ball of fiery red smoke and disappeared in the direction Gu Qingchen left. Even the cloth bag containing the bride's clothes was taken away by him, and Xiao Ling didn't have time to stop him.
"Scorching Wind!"
"Young Master Xiao, don't worry. Zhuo Feng is not weak, and he won't suffer a big loss against anyone from the Xuan Sect." Yu Zhu glanced at the exorcism talisman beside Xiao Ling that glowed with white light, and said in a deep voice:
"This person has mellow spiritual power, and this talisman can keep most ghosts away from him. Although there are no other ghosts in this mountain, I don't know if there are spirits or the like. You'd better not take down the talisman."
Seeing that Yu Zhu was not harmed by the exorcism talisman, Xiao Ling nodded in agreement.
"Well, let's catch up quickly."
The system prompts that the heroine Bai Qingyin is still in danger. Maybe there are spirits in the mountains?
Since Gu Qingchen was able to find him, he didn't know if there were other Xuanmen people here. He hoped that nothing would happen to Han Yuan.
Xiao Ling walked in a hurry, following the mountain road to the top of the mountain, when a thick white mist suddenly appeared in the mountain.
The blood-red sedan chair in front was shrouded in white mist, making it vaguely visible.
"Yu Zhu?"
Xiao Ling's expression tightened and he called out quickly, but there was no response from everyone around him.
[Ding—The plot point [Yin Yuan Knot] is being unlocked...]
Plot point unlocked?
Just as he was about to ask Xiao 8, he felt that his consciousness was gradually returning to chaos.
The "girl" in a pink dress stood dumbly for a while, then as if she was bewitched, she picked up her steps and slowly approached the blood-red sedan in front, then opened the curtain and sat down in it.
The white talismans and seals around him were still slowly surrounding him, seemingly without any reaction.
Xiao Ling only felt that his consciousness was blurred, and the scene in front of him was like a fleeting view, not clear.
What is it? Slower, clearer...
He opened his eyes very hard, trying to break through the confusion.
After struggling, the sights and sounds gradually became clearer and suddenly enlightened.
"Girl? Girl? Why are you so dazed?"
Xiao Ling suddenly came back to his senses, blinked blankly, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
"Daddy?"
"Hey~" the man responded cheerfully, then took Xiao Ling's hand and patted it: "Did you hear what dad just told you?"
"What did daddy just say?"
Xiao Ling shook his head, feeling that he had just lost his mind and his memory was getting worse.
He lowered his head and tugged at the cloth skirt he was wearing. It felt strange, but he couldn't explain it.
"You doll." The man scolded, but he didn't want to say anything about his precious little girl.
"I just said that a scholar came to our village. He looks like Zhou Zheng. He is very handsome. He looks educated.
He said he wanted to find a quiet place to stay and study for the exam, so his father let him rest at our house.
However, the people in our village are illiterate, so I mean, girl, you have studied with your husband, so you go and entertain us. "
As he said this, he pulled Xiao Ling outside the house.
It said "entertain and entertain", and the meaning clearly meant "get close to each other".
But thinking about it, for their small mountain village, if they can find a scholar, it will undoubtedly be an excellent marriage in high school.
"Daddy..."
Xiao Ling's face was filled with shame, and she was half-pushed and half-pulled to the front room.
She is still a young girl, how can she take the initiative to get close to men...
While shy thoughts and emotions kept pouring out of him, he also felt a little strange, as if he shouldn't think this way.
However, such contradictory emotions all turned into a blank when seeing the man in the courtyard.
The man was wearing a coarse cloth, dressed like a scholar, but he had an extraordinary air.
He is very tall and tall, making his ordinary clothes look more elegant.
The pale face was a bit too handsome, but it was inconsistent with his status as a scholar, and revealed a cynical evil nature, but this feeling was fleeting.
The moment the scholar saw Xiao Ling, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his brows and eyes seemed to be full of surprise and excitement. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he leaned over and saluted: "I've seen the girl, sorry."
"Young master, you don't need to be polite."
Xiao Ling's face turned red, and she hurriedly walked over and helped the man up.
Although there is still a vague feeling of disobedience in my heart, the restless heartbeat at this time is very real.
"I wonder what I call you, young master?"
"I'm in Hanyuan, do you dare to ask the girl her name?"
Han Yuan's gaze never moved away from Xiao Ling's appearance, staring at him until his face turned even redder.
As delicate and beautiful as a peach blossom in full bloom.
"Little girl...Xiao Ling."
Hearing this, the man in front of him seemed to chuckle.
Xiao Ling's ears were scratched by the laughter, and she looked up in confusion, but the scholar suddenly turned his head with restraint, covered his lips and coughed softly: "Sorry, it's okay."
The scene changed and it was already half a month later.
There were candles burning in some dilapidated wooden houses, and two figures were crouching in front of the case.
The man is writing, while the "woman" is studying ink aside. Although neither of them speaks, they are quiet and beautiful, as if their feelings are flowing.
Xiao Ling fell asleep while grinding. He didn't feel anything wrong with the rapid passage of more than ten days here, as if the two of them had been getting along like this every day until now.
"Snapped--"
Seeing the head of a "little woman" like a chicken pecking at rice, lowering and lowering, almost completely buried in the inkstone, Han Yuan, who had been laughing for a long time, quickly put down his brush and stretched out his hand to lift her up.
"If Aling is sleepy, go and have a rest. If he falls into the inkstone like this, he will become a tabby cat."
Although Xiao Ling is really cute like this, even if she becomes a tabby cat, she is still a cute little tabby cat~
"Huh?" Xiao Ling responded confusedly. His mind was still sleepy and not clear. Therefore, his chin was resting on Han Yuan's palm. Not only did he not leave, but he rubbed himself in this position.
Han Yuan's pale face was instantly flushed with a blush, and his palms were quickly retracted as if they had been burned.
"ah!"
The palm used for strength suddenly disappeared, Xiao Ling's head fell suddenly, and his sleepiness completely disappeared.
"Hug, sorry!"
Realizing what she had just done unconsciously, the "girl"'s face turned red.
Oh, how embarrassing!
Men and women do not interact with each other, Master Han will not think that she is some random girl!
"It doesn't matter, it's me, Meng Lang." Han Yuan's hand curled up slightly, resisting the urge to touch Xiao Ling's head.
"Aling... the girl is very cute, I can't help but feel happy."
The noble Ghost King tried hard to maintain a humble and courteous posture, but his expression was slightly depressed.
Although this illusion is good, you can see the "little lady" in such a charming and naive manner.
But...it was really hard for him to endure it.
