The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 274 Fairy with yin and yang eyes, cold little hands

Ru Xiaonan jumped up, her whole body was like a little animal whose fur had exploded.

For a moment, all eyes were on her.

"Xiaonan?" Qing Moyan called her.

It was only now that Ru Xiaonan realized that her reaction just now was too excited.

"What's wrong?" Qing Moyan noticed that her complexion was a little pale.

"It's...it's okay, I was stabbed by something just now." Ru Xiaonan concealed, and at the same time looked under the table again, "It seems that there are thorns on the chair..."

The little hand was gone, as if everything was an illusion of hers.

"I'm really sorry, the hospitality was not good." The fairy girl on the other side bowed her head apologetically and apologized.

Seeing this, Ru Xiaonan couldn't say anything more, Xiangu's aunt came in and changed the chair apologetically.

Sitting down again, Ru Xiaonan's heart was still on.

He even loses interest in the dishes on the table, and his eyes always slip under the table unconsciously.

"This girl eats a little bit, is she feeling unwell?" Xiangu's soft voice suddenly sounded.

It was only then that Ru Xiaonan realized that there was still more than half of the bowl in front of her, and the others had almost finished eating.

"No..." Ru Xiaonan faltered, avoiding Qing Moyan's probing eyes.

Xiangu raised her head to look at Ru Xiaonan, she was slightly taken aback when her gaze passed over Qing Moyan's face, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Women are yin, so they will naturally feel uncomfortable here, and I am the same." Xiangu said with a faint smile on her face, "This mountain is full of death, and there are too many villagers who died in vain. Although I can see Life and death, but can't help them..."

As Xiangu said, the smile on her face was tinged with sadness.

"Can you see death air?" Ru Xiaonan asked weakly.

"Yes."

Ru Xiaonan pursed her lips, and said tentatively, "Now here..."

"I don't want to say it, I'm afraid it will frighten you." Xiangu looked at Qing Moyan worriedly, "This girl is your son..."

"Ma'am." Qing Moyan said calmly.

Xiangu was taken aback, and looked at Ru Xiaonan again, "I'm afraid it will frighten your wife if I say it."

"It's okay, just tell me, I'm very brave." Ru Xiaonan straightened her back pretending to be brave.

"In this case, then I will say it." Xiangu said quietly, "Because I have yin and yang eyes, the dead energy will always haunt me. My body has always been a little weak, thanks to my uncle, aunt and others. I really don't know how to live..."

As she spoke, she raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes, then smiled again, "Look at what I said, everyone, please don't pay attention."

The four monks recited the Buddha's name softly, with a hint of sympathy.

Ru Xiaonan pursed her mouth even tighter, "Can you see the dead air in the room?"

Xiangu looked up at the void, and smiled weakly, as if she was looking at someone who didn't exist.

"That's right, they're all here...they've always been there, no matter how I try to avoid them, they never leave."

Ru Xiaonan turned her head and glanced at Qing Moyan.

Whether there is life in the room, she knows better than anyone else, because her yin and yang eyes can see it.

Now the room is clean, not to mention dead, there is not even a trace of uncleanness.

Qing Moyan didn't speak, he stared at Xiangu quietly with a serious expression.

A monk said at this time, "I want to get rid of the monster mist in the Poisonous Insect Valley. I wonder if the fairy can help and tell where those monsters are hiding?"

Xiangu shook her head, "You can't get rid of those monsters."

"Why?"

"Because they are stronger than you." When Xiangu looked at one of the monks, her face suddenly turned pale, "You...behind you..."

The monk looked behind him in surprise, but there was nothing.

"You... behind you... what happened to those children..."

The monk's face changed suddenly, and he looked behind him again.

The other three monks also looked over together, but they saw nothing.

Xiangu covered her face with her sleeves, as if she didn't dare to look any further.

"What... what kind of child?" The monk's face was ashen, and there was a tremor in his voice.

"The clothes are tattered, like a child from a poor family." Xiangu choked with sobs, "It's so pitiful, at such a young age..."

"Ah!" The monk yelled and stood up staggeringly, but accidentally bumped into the table.

There was a loud crash, and all the tableware on the table was knocked out of place.

Xiangu buried her face in her sleeves, trembling all over, as if she was extremely frightened.

Ru Xiaonan sat there watching this scene, clenched her fist unconsciously.

As if he had suddenly changed himself, the monk took out the Buddha bell from his bosom and shook it indiscriminately.

The other three monks stepped forward to hold him back, but the four of them got entangled and half-struck and half-dragged out the door.

Xuanyu, Shi Datian and others stood outside the door, and when they saw the four monks coming out, they were all at a loss.

What's wrong with this, what kind of crazy are you doing so well?

"They are here, they are all here..." the out-of-control monks cried out, and the Buddha bell was lifted into the air, as if to disperse something they couldn't see.

Ru Xiaonan and Qing Moyan sat in the room without moving, opposite, Xiangu hid her face in her sleeve, still shaking non-stop.

"What did you see?" Qing Moyan asked quietly.

"A lot of children who died in vain...they all followed that monk, such a young age...it's really pitiful..."

"Can you see the dead?" Ru Xiaonan asked, she also looked at the monk's back just now, but she didn't see anything.

"Hmm..." Xiangu moved her sleeves away, her flowery and jade-like face was tear-stained, looking pitiful, "Actually, I don't want to see this, but I really have no choice, no one can help me, I really I don't want to see these anymore."

As if she couldn't bear the blow any longer, Xiangu lay down on the table and began to cry. Her cry was thin and soft, which made people feel sad.

Even Ru Xiaonan felt a little uncomfortable when she heard it, not to mention that the man would feel even more pitiful for Xiangu after hearing it, right?

Ru Xiaonan peeked at Qing Moyan, but her ankle was cold.

She suddenly lowered her head, only to see a slender arm sticking out from under the table, and her small hand was grabbing her ankle, the cold touch, with a hint of chill, penetrated to the bone marrow.

"Ah!" Ru Xiaonan screamed and leaned back, but with too much strength, she fell to the ground along with the chair.

"Be careful!" Xiangu exclaimed.

Qing Moyan was sitting next to Ru Xiaonan, and reached out to support her in time.

Ru Xiaonan panted and looked at her feet.

The little hand was gone, but her ankle still had that cold touch, like being frostbitten, numb and tingling.

Qing Moyan hugged her onto her lap and sat down, looked down at the ankle she was covering, "Why, did you hurt?"

"Maybe it's twisted." Ru Xiaonan prevaricated, and Xiangu was right in front of her, she didn't want to tell Qing Moyan what happened just now.

"No." Xiangu suddenly said, "It's those dead spirits, they are in this room, and they hurt your wife just now."

Ru Xiaonan tightly gripped Qing Moyan's clothes, that little hand just now made her hair stand on end, but she can affirm that it was definitely not caused by death.

Such a clear sense of touch... is definitely not caused by the formless, illusory dead air.

Suddenly there was a scream outside the house.

Shi Datian ran in in a hurry, and said to everyone, "A master accidentally fell down the steps, injured his lower back, and couldn't stand up anymore. He wants to borrow Xiangu's room."

(End of this chapter)