Daoist, you miss me in your life

Chapter 17

Xue Luoli sat in the room in a daze for a while, feeling that he had a headache from the noise outside the window, grabbed the cups on the table and yelled to get the hell out, startled a tree crow and made the noise even worse.

Two people are in the same room but no one speaks, let alone eye contact, the atmosphere is so embarrassing that it is difficult to breathe.

He recalled that when he was in Tianchen Palace, he and Ling Che would often spend the whole night in silence like this.Ling Che studied the chess game, Xue Luoli looked through the remnants of the scroll, except for the sizzle of the candle wick which was surprisingly quiet, but never embarrassed.

But with Shen Sichen, Xue Luoli would feel uncomfortable as soon as she rested.

He always felt hot eyes falling on him, and he glanced at Shen Sichen keenly, but found that he was thinking too much.

It made him unable to help but speak first, and only by taking advantage of Shen Sichen could he alleviate this unexplained irritability.

This feeling is especially strong tonight.

He was fidgeting and pacing back and forth, his neckline might be a little tight, making it difficult for him to breathe, so he simply took off his clothes and left only a loose underwear, turned over and rolled over on the bed.

Shen Sichen has been silently watching Xue Luoli's childish behavior, not knowing what evil fire he has provoked tonight.It would be good if he wanted to leave the room and let him vent quietly by himself, but he was also afraid of the bad luck that he would go looking for innocent people out of his sight.

During the day, Shen Sichen's flat bed was made into a mess by Xue Luoli's rolling and arching. Shen Sichen couldn't hold back a chuckle, and the movement on the bed stopped immediately.

Xue Luoli pressed down the quilt and stared at Shen Sichen viciously, her hair was a little loose due to tossing and turning, and a few strands of hair hanging down weakened the lethality of the eye knife.

Shen Sichen approached slowly and sat gently on the edge of the bed, the jade gourd that Xue Luoli had been unable to snatch away jumped with his steps, making it eye-catching.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Shen Sichen hesitated.

"Oh, it's not only bad, it's too bad for the Taoist priest." Xue Luoli put her hands under her head and looked up at the sky with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Is it because of the lantern?"

"Because of you." Xue Luoli looked sideways at Shen Sichen beside the bed, and suddenly felt that the two of them were in an indescribably strange posture, "Master Daoist, you are really annoying and annoying."

"Yeah." Shen Sichen said softly, "Would you like to have supper, I'll buy it for you."

what is this?Treat him like a child?

"Master Dao, you don't need to be so kind to me." After thinking about it carefully, he probably felt that this was a bit self-deprecating, and said, "It's a bit late now. If you had a better attitude towards me a few years ago, don't look at me like that." If it's not pleasing to the eye, we won't be able to become enemies and hurt both of us."

Shen Sichen listened to Xue Luoli casually talking about the blood-stained past of the two of them, the scene was like a revolving lantern crushing his mind, and his heart skipped a few beats due to the pain.

He is only in his twenties, but his mind is heavier than that of a person in his forties or fifties, including Xue Luoli's share.

Shaking his head and pulling over the quilt that was kicked to the foot of the bed when he was rolling around, Shen Sichen tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and murmured: "Fortune and misfortunes are coming and going, and the fate of the world cannot be seen clearly at the moment. Morning Knowing this is the most useless language in the world, let’s forget about the past, forget it, okay..."

Shen Sichen's voice was like a lullaby, patting him gently as if coaxing a child, Xue Luoli dazedly hugged the quilt and was swept away by tiredness, muttering: "Shen Sichen, you really look like my father."

Unable to hold back his laughter, Shen Sichen felt helpless at his random words, rubbed Xue Luoli's head, and said, "I can't support you, a surly child."

midnight.

Maocheng, which had been noisy all day, finally calmed down. The men and women who came with their wishes fell asleep with sweet dreams, looking forward to being favored by fairies and a happy marriage.The streets decorated with lanterns and festoons are less crowded and frolicking, and no longer look festive and auspicious, but more gloomy.

When the candle of the last lantern burned out, the Jindibi River fell into silence.

So warm, so comfortable, like being in a hot spring.It seems that there is a warm current passing through the body, from the hair to the fingertips everywhere is soft, even the consciousness can't help but relax, drifting farther and farther...

Shen Sichen woke up when Xue Luoli was tossing and turning, at first he only thought that maybe his temper had not gone to sleep.

But then Xue Luoli's movements became more and more daring, she kept pushing into Shen Sichen's arms, twisting her body non-stop.Shen Sichenfang noticed that Xue Luoli's body was slightly hot, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she was murmuring indistinctly.

Shen Sichen thought he was suffering from a nightmare, so he patted his back and approached him and whispered his name.

After a while, Xue Luoli seemed to finally hear Shen Sichen's call, and slowly opened her eyes.

Shen Sichen looked at his watery, innocent eyes, every time he blinked his eyes were like rippling water and clear to the bottom, without a trace of evil thoughts, it was hard to find in his memory that Xue Luoli had such innocent and well-behaved eyes.

Most of the time, his eyes are full of jokes, sarcasm, contempt, and murderous intent...

Shen Sichen propped up his body, helped Xue Luoli up with a little effort, and said, "Xue Luoli, are you awake?"

Xue Luoli stared at him with watery eyes, and nodded obediently: "Yes, I'm awake."

has a problem!Shen Sichen was puzzled, quickly shook Xue Luoli's body lightly, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Xue Luoli suddenly climbed onto Shen Sichen's neck with both hands, and the loose underwear slid down her arms, but her fair skin was showing unusual heat at this moment.

Holding Shen Sichen close, so close that there is the breath of the other party between the mouth and nose.Shen Sichen was frightened by Xue Luoli's successive movements, and for a moment he touched the tip of Xue Luoli's delicate nose unsteadily, his cheeks instantly burned red, and he quickly grabbed Xue Luoli's arms and pulled them away a little.

"...Xue, Xue Luoli, what happened to you?!"

Xue Luoli smiled and said softly, "Sichen, I like you."

……

Shen Sichen felt as if he was running in the wilderness, and suddenly a thunderbolt hit him, everything from bones to flesh and blood hurt, but he was conscious but sober and couldn't ignore the pain.

All this was so sudden that he quickly thought of the Seven Immortals Festival.In the end, it was still too unbelievable and unbelievable, and nothing he had learned in his life could explain it. Xue Luoli had suffered too many tricks, and Shen Sichen was also worried that this was another trick he thought up in a flash of his brain to play on him.

Probing: "Xue Luoli, what are you thinking?"

"Sichen... likes you... likes..." Xue Luoli slapped Shen Sichen's face with the faint burning scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. Do you hate me?"

"I do not have!"

Shen Sichen knew that Xue Luoli was not in the right state at the moment, but still instinctively defended her.

Shen Sichen can't figure out who owes whom more and who should hate whom more.

Hearing Shen Sichen's eager denial, Xue Luoli seemed to feel more at ease, and kept saying that's good, that's good.Seeing him repeating the same words as if talking to himself, Shen Sichen just wanted to continue talking with him and ask what happened, when the two arms that were originally hanging on his body were quietly retracted, and the confusion and tenderness in his eyes gradually disappeared. Go, a familiar sinister light flashed again.

"...Okay... What a blind person who dares to touch your ancestor Xue!"

The figure in his arms flew out, rolled a few times on the ground and stood up, Xue Luoli's eyes were clear and the corners of his eyes were cracked, and a cruel evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Hands folded, fingertips changed gestures following the chanting, a stream of air gathered around the body, and the body of the blood-devouring sword was glowing coldly, waiting for the master to call at any time.

Suddenly Xue Luoli opened her eyes and flew her hands, her pupils contracted and a few beams of white light flew out like a net surrounding something in front of her.The moment Xue Luoli flew out, Shen Sichen realized that they had been attacked by a demon. While Xue Luoli was performing the spell, Shen Sichen set up a barrier in the room to prevent accidents, and stood beside Xue Luoli with a sword.

A shadow was vaguely trapped by those white lights, and seemed unable to move, and the creaking sound became more and more clear.Xue Luoli snorted coldly, turned her stronger spiritual power to suppress the figure that was trying to break free, and clenched her fists and tightened her fingers.

Only a shrill cry was heard, the smoke gradually dispersed, and there was a shivering figure lying on the ground.Shen Sichen and Xue Luoli looked at each other, and moved a little closer for inspection.

"Heh, she really is a 'fairy'."

When the two of them looked at each other, they saw a pale little face with charming eyes and red lips, weeping and looking at them pitifully, and tremblingly said: "Immortal Lord, please forgive me."

Shen Sichen was a little hesitant about not hurting the old and the weak, women and children, but Xue Luoli refused to accept this, and viciously shook the blood and asked her to clarify whether the legend of the Seven Immortals Festival was also caused by her.

Shocked by this man's murderous intent, he didn't dare to do it again, so he had to honestly explain the origin.

It turned out that a willow tree in the west of the city has matured for a hundred years, but the sun and moon in Maocheng City are neither high-quality, nor have fairy mountains and spiritual water, and their cultivation base is insufficient.By a coincidence, the willow tree spirit found a way to absorb people's souls and inhale energy to improve their cultivation.

With the convenience of the Seven Immortals Festival, the willow tree spirit looks for people with the same soul and pure energy through the hair left by devout men and women.The boundary between Zi and Chou is when mortals have the weakest yang energy and the easiest time for their souls to leave the body. The willow tree spirit takes the opportunity to snatch the soul of the chosen one and control their consciousness.

But people have three souls and seven souls, if there is no willow spirit's magic control, without this soul and one soul, people would already be insane and foolish.

Xue Luoli said: "So, if I hadn't been vigilant, you would have taken my soul away by now?"

Willow Shujing was at a loss and shook his head again and again, "It's me who has eyes but no pearls and offended the fairy. The soul of the fairy is so pure and refined, how could I be contaminated."

Xue Luoli laughed out loud as she listened to the fairy king one by one, and Shen Sichen said seriously that he was just an ordinary cultivator.

She was also really unlucky. When she was looking for this year's prey beside the golden embankment, she was attracted by the smell on the hair, and she thought it was a big fat chicken.Unexpectedly, when she followed the trail and lay on top of him to take her soul away, the primordial spirit of the person under him burst out a powerful fairy spirit that was pure and soft like tentacles and entangled her, almost being swallowed instead.

The willow spirit begged for mercy, crying and begging: "You two immortals, please forgive me this time. I am also a practitioner, although I have gone astray, I have never hurt anyone's life, and I have made many good relationships. Please spare my life. "

She was so angry that she begged for forgiveness sincerely and fearfully, which sounded justifiable and well-founded. Shen Sichen was kind and magnanimous, and instinctively cared for the weak, and made a mistake in his heart.