Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 128 Do You Think I Am
"..." Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhishan also stood still. In the dark night, the curved crescent moon revealed a little bit of faint light, and the faint halo shone on the white Taoist robes of the two people. A gust of night wind blew past, rustling the Taoist robes of the two of them.

Hua Weiluo raised her head and looked into his pair of dark and deep eyes, in which there were countless bright stars flickering, just looking at it like this, there is a thrilling and soul-stirring feeling.

The two of them stood in silence for a long time, Hua Weiluo finally came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and said softly: "Let's go, why are you standing there, go back to your room!!"

After finishing speaking, before the flowers fell, he walked towards the path in front of Zhishan. After walking two steps, he found that Zhishan was still standing there, so he couldn't help but turned around and asked him with a slightly raised eyebrow. Said: "What's wrong??"

"You..." Zhishan looked at her with calm eyes like flowing water, his thin lips moved, and a low and elegant voice sounded softly in the silent night sky: "Do you have anything to say?? "

"Huh??" Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, unable to realize what Zhishan meant.

"It's nothing..." Zhishan turned his head away, looked at the bushes next to him, and said lightly, "Let's go, don't stand here stupidly."

"..."

This is what I just said! ? ?
Hua Weiluo looked at him with black lines all over her head, and always felt that the little junior brother was a little abnormal since he saw himself talking to the ghost messenger, "Are you... wondering why I can talk to the ghost messenger??"

Zhishan turned his head, looked at her indifferently, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Can't normal people talk to ghost messengers?" Hua Weiluo couldn't help asking curiously.

"No." Zhi Shan replied simply, "Only..."

His voice paused, as if he was thinking about how to use words, and then he continued softly: "Only the souls of dead people can talk to ghost messengers..."

There was a moment of silence, the two of them just looked at each other without speaking.

Zhishan hesitated for a long time before hesitantly asked softly: "Flowers have not fallen, are you...??"

"..." Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, what he meant by this question...is she...dead? ?

I have a go! !
This...how do I answer...

Zhishan lowered her head slightly, looking at the person in her arms in surprise, her breath was suddenly surrounded by a faint fragrance, her soft and warm body was gently pressed against him, her pair of slender arms, Wrapping tightly around his waist.

"Do you think I am?" Hua Weiluo raised her small face, and looked straight at him with a pair of moist and lively eyes.

Zhishan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that her ordinary face became vivid because of these moist eyes.

He shook his head lightly and said in a low voice, "No."

"That's it." Hua Weiluo withdrew her arms around his waist, looked up at him with a smile and said, "There are so many strange things in this world, maybe it's just a coincidence that made me hear The ghost messenger talks, but then again, don’t you usually hear Xiao Hui talking, only I can hear it, Xiao Hui, don’t you think so?”

(End of this chapter)