Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 229 The Ice Child (7)

Of course Ye Qingluan knew that the old abbot was hesitant to speak, and of course there were many, many inside stories hidden in this matter.

She glanced at Mu Yin, and Mu Yin clearly had the same look as her.

However, both of them, master and apprentice, insisted on leaving unswervingly.

——If you don’t leave, you won’t be able to force the truth.

Anyway, Mu Yin and Mu Mian can fly with swords, so it is convenient to come and go.

So Ye Qingluan returned to Yueshan with the "Shunfeng Sword".

After she came back, she excitedly ran to find Mu Youzi, and told him everything she saw today.

He can't speak either, but he is a particularly good listener, and he is always willing to listen to her quietly.

—Well, she didn't mean that he couldn't talk, that's why he listened quietly to her.

What she meant was that even though he couldn't speak, his pupils were quiet and far-reaching, clearly closely following her thoughts, and he could perfectly match her rhythm.

After she finished speaking, she took a sip of water and stared at him: "Youyou, what do you think?"

He lowered his eyes quietly, picked up the writing brush on the case, spread out a small square note, and wrote two words:

——"There are ghosts."

Ye Qingluan squinted at him, and then smiled slowly: "Annoying. You guys always like to pun. Anyway, you can't make mistakes."

But he suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it to his own heart.

His heartbeat was throbbing vividly under her palm.

She was taken aback at first, but then followed his guess and laughed again.

"Hmm, you're right, I also think that old monk has a ghost in his heart."

She glanced at him: "But I want to say that not only is there a ghost in his heart, there is also a ghost in that guest house."

She puffed up her cheeks: "It's just a pity, I can only deduce that there is a ghost in that guest house, but I can't catch ghosts myself."

"I don't know if Mu Yin will. Whether his half-hearted ability is reliable this time. If he can't count on it, then this case will not be solved."

She thought for a while, and leaned on the table a little discouraged: "... To be honest, I have known Mu Yin for so long, and I have never seen him catch ghosts. I extremely doubt that he will not at all!"

"But do you know what he said to that old monk? He said that he would leave everything to me, the senior sister... Well, I have reason to suspect that he is deliberately throwing the pot away. If he can't catch the ghost this time If he doesn't, he doesn't have to be ashamed, my reputation will be ruined."

She pouted: "Tell me, how did I meet such a bad master?"

He quietly shook his head at her, and pointed to the bone whip wrapped around her waist.

She sat up straight suddenly: "What do you mean? Don't you mean that you and Mu Yin expect me to use this thing to catch ghosts?"

She shook her hands: "Pull it down, I don't want to play! Let me tell you, when I wave it now, it's still whipping me! How dare I expect it to protect me?"

He sighed silently and looked at her quietly.

She also looked back at him.

The two of them stared quietly for a long time, but she couldn't help squinting her eyes: "You...what do you mean? You don't think I'm a half-baby, do you?"

"You have the same feeling towards me as I did towards Mu Yin. You feel that the other party has nothing but appearances but nothing in reality? Huh?"

He actually smiled and shook his head helplessly.

She gritted her teeth at him: "You better not. Otherwise, although I can't catch ghosts, I can pinch you!"
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Although she can threaten Mu Youzi, but in fact she is quite troubled in her heart.

With the case in front of her eyes, she had clearly deduced the clues, but she was incapable of verifying them.

It's like having a cooked duck in front of you, but you have to watch it run away.

As soon as she got upset, she remembered what happened before.She turned her head and glared at him: "By the way, I was so excited just now, I was so focused on telling you about the Monk Temple, I forgot to settle accounts with you!"

She turned around and Heng Dao immediately sat down in front of him.

"Hey, let me ask you, when I ran up the mountain today, you sat in the window and stared at me, what do you mean?"

He froze for a moment, and then his cheeks turned red.

She immediately caught this detail: "Hey, look at it, are you guilty?"

"I knew it, you must be sitting there and watching my jokes! I ran up the mountain, and I was so tired that my nose was tearing up. Don't you feel really happy when you see it?"

He raised an eyebrow and pointed to his own eyes and nose.

She actually understood in a second: "Ah, yes, even if I didn't really runny nose and tears, but I feel the same in my heart."

"Hey, can you stop talking about these useless things with me like this? You should understand what I mean, and answer my question quickly."

His black eyes were quiet, and he shook his head slowly.

"No?" She gritted her teeth at him: "You're not secretly happy, so why are you staring at me?"

She pointed to the mountain road outside the window: "The mountain road here has [-] bends... I can see you staring at me every turn. Even if it happened once or twice, I have verified it eighteen times, and you Can you deny it?"

He looks at her.

As if sighing.

It seems that I don't know how to answer for a while, and I am carefully saving words.

After a while, he turned around slowly again and wrote on the paper: "When I stare at you, you run faster."

she:"……"
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Although she didn't want to admit it, how should I put it, she really couldn't deny it in her heart.

Perhaps hatred itself is also a powerful motivation. As soon as she saw him staring at her, the more she was afraid of embarrassing herself in front of him, the more she really ignited her fighting spirit, and her feet were really strong up.

She gritted her teeth at him: "...Then you admit that you have enmity with me? Only the gaze of the enemy can have such a big effect."

She herself was talking lively, but he took advantage of her unpreparedness and suddenly reached out his hand.

Intentionally or not, his slender knuckles brushed her cheek.

She was startled and suddenly dared not move.

She looked at him stiffly, "You... What do you want to do? I warn you, don't do anything wrong, or I, I'll kill you!"

He sighed silently, then took his hand from her temple.

As his knuckles left, she also saw a long hair being pulled out by him from her collar.

She smiled awkwardly: "Ah, it's just that I lost a hair. Then why are you holding your breath so focused?"

"Let me tell you that our girls lose a lot of hair. One day, when you comb your hair, you won't lose ten or twenty hairs."

But he didn't answer her, he just picked up the long hair in the air and hung it in front of her.

She looked at it stupidly, and suddenly jumped up.

"Mom, something's wrong! It's not my hair!"

(End of this chapter)