As he spoke, he suddenly stood still and turned around and changed direction.

The place was obviously a wall, but when he walked over, he had a new path.

At the end of the sea of ​​flowers that were as bright as the flames, a strange house appeared. It was short, dilapidated, and it looked out of place with this carved beams and painted buildings and the extremely rich house.

As if it was alarmed by the sound of footsteps, the closed wooden door suddenly opened.

The braid shaking towards the sky, the boy in black stalked the door with one hand and pointed at them with the other: "Why are you here, why are you here?"

The trembling soft and soft childish voice is not Ah Chui, who is it?

Seeing Ayan flying towards him, he stamped his feet in a hurry: "Dead fox! Do you think Dulingsi is your back garden? He was wandering around."

He had just returned from his master, and his butt was not hot yet, but he didn't want to talk to the person who was punished.

With his hand stretched out, Ah Chu was about to close the door.

But Ayan had arrived in front of the door in a blink of an eye and just blocked him.

Puff, what a broken house.

A Yan laughed loudly, not leaving any face for him, and A Chu's face turned pale.

"You stupid monster! What do you know? This room is the best house in Dulingsi!" The other spirits lived together, and he was the only one who could enjoy a room alone.

It just looks broken, what is it?

He waved at A Yan like a fly, "Go and go, don't bother me here."

Ayan circled him and flew behind him.

It was too late to close the door. Ah Chu quickly turned around, but he was stunned when he saw it. There were tiny blue flames that touched his clothes at some point, swaying gently like a tail.

He hurriedly reached out to grab it.

But Ayan was one step ahead of him and took the flame back first.

"Okay, you little monster! You dare to put things on me secretly!" The fleshy little hand grabbed the sky, and Ah Chu screamed in anger, "No wonder he found this place. It turned out that you were following me!"

If he hadn't been thinking about what had happened before and was in a state of uneasiness, how could he have succeeded?

He rushed up like a butterfly and shouted: "Damn it, get out of here!"

At this time, on the trail, Jialan suddenly laughed.

When Ah Chui heard this, his hand froze and hung in the air: "...Fox, if you want to live, stay, follow me, what are you doing?"

Jialan walked to the door, pressed the door, and looked down at him: "I am a newcomer and unfamiliar with the place. Can't I find an acquaintance to lead the way?"

Ah Chu was a little afraid to look at him, and his voice was half soft: "This... look at what you said, don't we know each other too? How can we be considered an acquaintance?"

Jialan's hand moved from the door to the top of his head.

Ah Chu quickly changed his words: "Doing, of course, this Dulingsi is the one who is the most familiar to you."

He walked out of the door and accepted his fate and said, "I don't know where Lord Jialan wants to go?"

The dead fox came before, and the dead fox went, but now it is really dangerous. His useless master obviously does not intend to fight with the fox. What can he do if he is a little weapon?

Sighing, Ah Chu pulled his feet and walked into the sea of ​​flowers.

There are more and more people along the way.

Ah Chui who swept the floor, Ah Chui who picked flowers, and Ah Chui who spread books, all the people who could see were Ah Chui. But Tang Ning saw the difference after seeing too many of them. No matter what they were doing in their hands, the expression on his face was dull.

Only Ah Chui, who is leading them at this moment, looks clever.

Even when I walked, I jumped around, and it seemed that I couldn't calm down for a moment.

From time to time, he would turn back and ask Jialan: "Do you really want to live or not?"

"Didn't your master say that you can live as long as you want."

“That’s right…”

"But you, a monster, always live in Dulingsi, what do you think? Besides, Dulingsi never entertains guests, it is a place where there is no guest room."

Ah Chu pinched his face, but still felt that there was something wrong with Jialan's request: "Of course, I don't need to say anything about this, you know, otherwise you wouldn't have to let me take you to the place where my master lives..."

"But it's hard to say whether the master is willing or not, whether he can agree."

Thinking that once he arrived at the destination and he was punished again, Ah Chu could no longer laugh on his face.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw them, Xie Xuan sat up from the couch and shouted loudly: "Ah Chui! Have you become the spirit of a fox now?"

His eyes were about to be red.

However, Jialan still ignored it, stepped forward and looked at the ornaments on the Bo Ancient Shelf with ease.

Clay dolls, jade carvings, and porcelain bottles are all things that people like.

He stared at one of the flower vases and carefully looked at the pattern on his head.

The peony tangled branches are endless and dizzy.

Xie Xuan's throat seemed to be stuck tightly by an invisible hand.

Jialan's face was closer to the flower vase.

The man on the soft couch could no longer sit still, and stood on the ground barefoot: "Fox!" The hand covered by Guangshui was holding it hard, and his nails were almost embedded in his palm.

Upon hearing this, Jialan turned half of his face.

The light inside was dark, and his eyes seemed to be a little heavy: "I didn't expect that as a god, Lord Wuchang had the same preference as humans."

He picked up a piece of Tianhuangshi's seal from the ancient shelf.

The color is warm and the texture is delicate, and it looks good at first glance. But I don’t know who carved the word “Xie”, which is crooked and slanted, as if the force is very small, and it is not accurate to carve it with one knife.

Xie Xuan stared at his hand: "Let it go."

"Let go?" Jialan chuckled and let go of his hand carelessly.

The beeswax-like jade fell straight to the ground.

Xie Xuan rushed over and grabbed it.

Jialan looked at him with great interest: "It seems that this thing is very important, and it is called Lord Wuchang so nervous..."

Xie Xuan grabbed Yu Zhang and looked back at him coldly: "Go out."

Jialan yawned: "You don't have a guest room."

Xie Xuan looked at Ah Chu: "I'll have someone prepare it for you."

Seeing this, Ah Chu trembled with braids on her head.

Xie Xuan said again: "As long as it is not here, you can do whatever you want."

"Is that true?" Jia Lan smiled and left the Bogu rack, and the moment she passed by him, lowered her voice, "Lord Wuchang clearly wanted to kill me, why did he still not want to fight me when he was forced to do this?"

"Is there any last resort?"

The man in black had a white face.

"I can't beat it, what else can I do?"

Jialan walked over him, and the two stood back to back: "I'm so worried."

Xie Xuan hummed softly.

On the other side, the door was wide open, and Tang Ning had already raised his foot first. But before her feet could cross the threshold, she heard Xie Xuan's voice-

"Miss Tang Er."

Tang Ning put his feet down and turned around.

Xie Xuan frowned.

He didn't pay attention before, but now he was close to him, and he felt something was wrong. The girl in front of him was inexplicably scared him.
Chapter completed!