deadly mantra

Chapter 9 The Emperor of Hell is a little happy today?

Seeing Shui Qingchen's shoulders shaking, Ji Fanyin thought he was sad, so she leaned her face on his head distressedly, her eyes drifted to the wall, and she murmured thoughtfully:

"Chenchen, don't cry. This kind of life won't last long. I'll hunt some game near our house and I'll be back soon."

"Then...furniture?"

"I will buy it in the future."

Shui Qingchen's raised cheeks were filled with bewildering tenderness:
"Then for dinner, my wife will be busy. My husband will be waiting for you at home."

"Huh?" Ji Fanyin was stunned.

"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am." Shui Qingchen's sideways smile was more stunning and gentle than the flowers in spring or the snow in winter.

Ji Fanyin was dumbfounded and couldn't think straight for a while.I always feel like, what’s wrong?
"Well, then I'm going out?"

Ji Fanyin walked to the door hesitantly and couldn't help but look back at him.

"Madam, be careful of the threshold." Shui Qingchen reminded with a smile.

"Ah? Oops!"

After tripping over the threshold, Ji Fanyin stumbled to his feet, quickly turned around and grinned:

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay, don't worry about me, uh..."

I didn’t see the expected worry.

Shui Qingchen smiled... quite happily?
Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows in disbelief, and the strange feeling in her heart became even stronger.

"Dust?"

"Huh~?"

Shui Qingchen gave a very gentle smile, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was so perfect that no flaws could be found.

The expression full of concern made Ji Fanyin's cheeks turn red, she scratched her hair, and hesitated to say:

"I, I'm going out."

"Okay." Shui Qingchen nodded with a smile.

Ji Fanyin turned around and walked out of the bamboo house. After she left the bamboo forest, Shui Qingchen slowly lowered his head and gently touched the palm of his right hand with his left hand.

The person's soft touch and cool body temperature still stayed here.

I don't know how long I sat there, but when I heard the nightingale's call, Shui Qingchen slowly stood up.

With his super high memory, he didn't need help from outsiders at all, let alone crutches. He walked steadily to the door step by step and "looked" outside.

In the yard, the sound of cicadas is lively, the leaves rustle when the night wind blows, and the howling of wolves behind the mountain keeps rising and falling.

Only, the man's footsteps could not be heard coming back.

Is she really lost?

Just as he was thinking about whether to go out and look for her, suddenly, a gust of cold wind picked up Shui Qingchen's green hair that fell on her shoulders.

A black shadow swayed into the room.

The next moment, there was a "coax" sound.

The dancing candlelight illuminated the dark room.

"The King of Hell."

No one was seen, only a hoarse voice echoed in the air.

"In the evening, someone accidentally broke into the temple. The thing he carried seemed to be Jiang Yuan's lost fire gold stone. I wonder what should I do with this person?"

Shui Qingchen stood at the door without looking back. A voice as gentle as the warm sun slowly sounded:
"Does she look good-looking?"

The person hiding in the darkness seemed not to have expected that he would ask this question. After a while, he answered hesitantly:

"Good-looking. Those eyes are the prettiest."

"Eyes?" Shui Qingchen's pupils swayed slightly.

"Yes, he has round eyes, quite spirited and heroic."

After a pause, he added:

"The facial features are exquisite and cute, and the body is petite. He looks innocent and innocent, but his aura is surprisingly strong. He looks like a superior who is used to giving orders. I just don't know what the purpose of this little overlord is."

"What you described is true." Shui Qingchen said with a smile.

"Why didn't the Emperor of Hell expose her?"

"Ok?"

"My master has not married any girl so far." Hearing this, Shui Qingchen smiled thoughtfully:
"Why expose it? A person who is willing to accompany you to continue acting is either a person who is not a inducement or a person who is not willing to leave just yet."

"Jiang Yuan spent a lot of money to invite people from Death Valley to come out and build a magical weapon for him. According to the behavior of this little overlord, she is most likely the eldest lady of Death Valley-Huo Liuying, but..."

"how?"

"The age is not right, Huo Liuying is this year, and she is only about thirteen or fourteen."

"Fourteen." A fond smile appeared on his thin lips unconsciously, and Shui Qingchen murmured in a warm voice: "Fourteen is a nice number."

The person in the dark sighed:
"The Emperor of Hell has been waiting for 14 years, and finally he can get his wish."

Shui Qingchen smiled and turned to the next topic:
"Is the person caught in the forest awake?"

"Not yet."

Shui Qingchen thought for a moment and smiled leisurely:
"In four days, I will be old enough to go down the mountain. My grandfather once said that the water on the back cliff leads to Qiushui City. It is my first time to go out by water, so I should be cautious, cautious, and cautious. It is better to let him go first. , help me explore the water potential."

"Hehehe...yes."

Shui Qingchen slowly put his right hand behind his back and reminded:

"Ghost slave, you smile so bad. I didn't ask you to throw the person directly into the water and give him a boat."

"so good?"

Thinking of that person, Shui Qingchen couldn't help but laugh:

"I can't be too harsh on my wife's people."

"That?"

"Those who like to join in the fun will not be willing to miss the Lotus Viewing Festival in Qiushuicheng. Let that person wait in Qiushuicheng. His master will go."

The ghost slave who did not show up asked hesitantly:
"The King of Hell seems a little happy today?"

Shui Qingchen did not refute and said in a good mood:

"The emperor heard a wise saying today, which is much more interesting than the boring principles in books."

The ghost slave said in surprise:
"Is there anything else that even the Emperor of Hell doesn't know about?"

Shui Qingchen’s smile was filled with amusement:

"For example, if you look good to a certain extent, whatever you do will be justified."

"Yan...Huang, don't say this again. It's so cold."

"Hahaha. When you leave, put out the lamp. A blind man lights a lamp in vain. I don't want to be lectured again."

Shui Qingchen laughed heartily, walked steadily down the steps in front of the bamboo house, and walked slowly outside.

be lost.

Ji Fanyin held a freshly made torch in his hand and the hunt he had just hunted in one hand.

A hare, a pheasant.

She had been running around in the woods dizzy for several times, but she couldn't find the bamboo forest where she came out just now.

Just when she was anxious and worried, there was a "bang", and a glass bead flashed a bright light under the moonlight and hit the tree.

"Who!"

"Boom!" Another sound.

Ji Fanyin held the torch warily and walked over cautiously.

A small and deep hole was actually made in the thick tree trunk.

What a deep inner strength!

"Bang!" There was another impact.

This time it was a tree four or five meters away that was hit.

"Boom—" there was another sound.

Ji Fanyin had an idea and immediately understood that this person was giving her directions.

"Thank you~ Mr. Qingmo."

Ji Fanyin ran forward happily.

After she left, a burst of dark, hoarse laughter echoed in the woods.

(End of this chapter)