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Chapter 297 What kind of ghost story is that good?

Chapter 297 What kind of ghost story is that good?
In the east wind night, flowers and trees are bloomed, and the stars are like rain.

BMW engraved cars on the road. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

The laughter and laughter in the sky above Luanyang City lasted for a long time.

Xu Shulou was exhausted all the way, hungry and full in the imperial capital, fighting wits and courage with his mother every day, the moment he relaxed, fatigue swept over him like a tidal wave.

If it weren't for the short rest in the afternoon, the person would have collapsed by now.

He waited for the little girl to get tired and the two of them could go back home.
But Xu Shulou underestimated Lu Jingzhi's combat effectiveness.

It is impossible to be tired, the more you visit, the happier you will be.

In high spirits and high spirits.

Even people who don't know her can tell from a face-to-face meeting that she is a lively and happy little girl.

Many people were lighting lanterns by the river. Because of the cold weather, a thin layer of soft ice floated on the surface of the water, shining silver light illuminated by the candlelight, which was very beautiful.

Finding a less crowded place, Lu Jingzhi took out a candy and handed it to Xu Shulou, "It's sour and tastes like lemon."

After eating a piece of candy, when he looked up again, he saw Xu Shulou was holding the candy, his head was biting, and he seemed to be extremely sleepy.

"Are you sleepy?"

Xu Shulou woke up from the dream, the candy in his mouth was sour, he felt that if he hadn't closed his mouth, the saliva would have fallen out.

Rao even loses consciousness under this kind of stimulation.

It is conceivable how tired.

"not sleepy."

Xu Shulou insisted.

In order to prove that what he said was true, his eyes widened on purpose.

The water is moist, reflecting the light of thousands of candles.

"I saw that you seemed to be falling asleep just now," Lu Jingzhi said, "It's good if you're not sleepy, I thought you couldn't stay up all night tonight."

Xu Shulou's heart trembled.

Nothing was said.

The strange desire to win and lose is always at work regardless of the occasion.

Some people, saying that they are not sleepy, still close their eyes and fall into a light sleep.

The two guards who were close to each other looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Xiaobai?" Lu Jingzhi lowered his voice and touched him lightly, "Going home."

The young man bent his knees, put his hands on his knees and propped his chin, and lowered his head, his black hair fell down softly, quietly.

Looking at it, she felt that he was lonely.

It is an atmosphere that can generate silent silence under the sky full of fireworks.

He is.

So did Xiao Shen.

So is my mother.

Lu Jingzhi thought, Didu is not a good place.

People who practice martial arts should be keen.

Falling asleep in this cold wind was something Xu Shulou never dared to think about.

But now he's actually doing it.

The whole body is shouting a word: Shame.

He turned his head awkwardly and stood up abruptly.

"Slow down, it's easy to get up too fast..."

Xu Shulou's eyes went dark, and the lights and shadows in his field of vision shrank, and then slowly returned to their original state.

Lu Jingzhi finished the second half of the sentence in a low voice, "... prone to cerebral ischemia."

She put her hand on Xu Shulou's shoulder, and he glanced at it to help him hold down the cloak that had just fallen off.

The guards were well prepared and had thick cloaks with them.

"Go home." Lu Jingzhi stretched, "Go home and sleep."

"Aren't you up all night?"

He wanted to bite his tongue off after he finished speaking.

Rarely, the little girl was merciful, and didn't say much about what happened to him just falling asleep, but said, "I have to go back, my sister won't sleep well if I don't go back. I told my sister a ghost story yesterday."

Xu Shulou: "..."

When approaching the door, Xu Shulou asked: "Then what kind of ghost story, is it good?"

(End of this chapter)

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