Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Chapter 172 (Novel --- Environment) 9
Chapter 9: (9)

"Where did you go?"

Peng Xiaoyan's voice was as gentle as a trickle of water, giving people an illusion of sweetness, "Just now you were chatting with your master, and I came out to play, I'm sorry I didn't say hello."

Little Mantou showed a round, bald head, and said in a childish voice, "That uncle is so scary."

There was a distance of about ten meters between the two of them, close enough to see each other's eyes, yet too far away to see the reflection in each other's eyes.

"I'm a ghost." Peng Xiaoyan finally spoke.

Hu Hanwen heaved a sigh of relief for no reason, "I knew about it a long time ago."

When he opened his eyes with cow's tears, he not only saw Widow Wang's two fires coming out of his body, but also Peng Xiaoyan's.

"You only have ghosts." That's why he could easily see the little ghost in Fu Ziqing's body.

The night wind was mighty, blowing the corners of her skirt, revealing a pair of white hemp sandals with black edges worn by buried people, the soles of which were still two feet away from the ground.

"What are you doing back here? I'm a Taoist priest who specializes in collecting ghosts."

Peng Xiaoyan no longer pretended to be walking, and floated lightly to Hu Hanwen's side, laughing and saying, "If you want to arrest him, you will have already been arrested."

Hu Hanwen couldn't help thinking of his master telling him to be careful, so he took a step back. This action happened to fall into the female ghost's eyes, which deeply hurt her eyes, and the smile just froze on that pale face.

"You have to be careful about your master." The female ghost said directly as the stuffiness in her chest increased.

Hu Hanwen raised his brows, his gaze suddenly became severe.Fu Yang has treated him like a son for so many years, and he has long regarded Fu Yang as his strict father.How could she tolerate a female ghost who had only known her for a few hours to slander her master.Since this female ghost is not afraid of herself, if she didn't have a ghost in her heart, why did she run away in a hurry when the master came?Since she has protected me, she knows that I will not let Master hurt her.

"You appeared out of nowhere, what is your intention?" Hu Hanwen looked serious, "You were the one who hid in my backpack and came to the village with me. You tried everything possible to prevent me from rescuing Fu Ziqing. Why?"

"I" was speechless by this series of questions, Peng Xiaoyan's voice trembled, "I saved you."

"That's why I haven't shot you yet."

"If I find out that you have any bad intentions towards my master and Fu Ziqing, I will be the first."

"Accepted you."

"Bang——" the sky suddenly exploded with thunder, and the pale light illuminated the indifference of the person in front of him.

Peng Xiaoyan was helpless and flew to grab Hu Hanwen's hand. Unfortunately, he came across an ancient book with the righteousness of Chi Lei, and was thrown more than ten meters away by the righteousness of the book, and fell heavily into the field behind him. His white dress was stained with wet dirt.

"Sister!" Little Mantou cried.

Facing the pouring rain, Hu Hanwen ran straight home.

Regardless of whether it is good or bad, it is better to keep some distance between people and ghosts.

Boil water, scoop out half a spoonful of the plaster, it will melt when it meets water, and diluted into a bowl of black water, the smell is very pungent.

Hu Hanwen pinched his nose and drank it in one gulp, and immediately felt a hot current flow down the esophagus to his stomach, and something in the blood seemed to spurt up, as if it was going to climb up to his head.

Hu Hanwen hurriedly opened the book, closed his eyes, and sat quietly to adjust his breath.

"Tianzun Ling'an, the heaven and the earth are natural, and the Dao Qi will last forever."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, splashing water on the eaves, and the wind was whipping the wires, making a whine.

In a daze, Hu Hanwen saw a pair of vivid eyes, filled with crystal tears, just overlapping with a long-term blurred picture in his mind.

"vomit--"

Distraction causes adverse energy to rise.

Hu Hanwen spat out a mouthful of blood.

The body produces subtle pains.

(End of this chapter)