Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

I jumped out more than a meter away, my cheeks flushed, "Wen Jiubai! Don't be so narcissistic, I am worried about the villagers of that village!"

Wen Jiubai smiled, "Yes, yes, of course I know. Bayi Chinese W? W㈠W㈠.㈧8㈧1? Ｚ? W? .㈧Ｃ㈧Ｏ㈧Ｍ Ok, go to sleep."

"Then you ..." My tone softened again.

"Me? I'm not as fragile as you humans." Wen Jiubai pinched my nose. "I still have work to do."

Since he said so, I couldn't quit. Besides, the body is indeed unable to support it, and the cells above and below the body scream for sleep. I nodded, turned my head and walked towards the side.

Wen Jiubai is a very ruthless person, which I know very well. No matter what he can look at indifferently, but why, he just treats me ...

What am I to him?

"That man, like you?"

A fluttering sound suddenly came and startled me. It took two seconds for me to react. This was Chu Bai's voice.

I sat on the bed with my butt. "No, I don't think so."

Hatchling paused for two seconds before saying, "Don't lie. Even if you are a man, he likes you. My woman's instincts have never been missed."

"It's a pity you are absolutely wrong." I took off my coat and threw it on the chair, and lay on the bed in large font. The ceiling of the old house is also wooden, with a thick beam in the middle.

"People like Wen Jiubai ... I admit that he is very prone and embarrassing. But to say what he likes, the guy has absolutely no such feelings. For me, probably because he is curious about me. "

"curious?"

"Well. I'm curious what kind of person I am and what choices I will make. Although I don't know what attracted me to him, but I know in the heart that I am just an ordinary ordinary student. Probably , Someday he will lose interest in me. "I said slowly.

"What about you?" Hsubai asked.

"What am I?"

"Like it. Did you like him?"

I rolled over on the bed and asked, "I should ask you this question, Jubai."

"Why, what?" Chu Bai apparently panic. "Me, what does this have to do with me?"

"I remembered that dream last night." I said with interest, "Is that your memory? The street at dusk, the monster called the eagle owl, and Wen Jiubai holding a paper umbrella. "

"What! You kid, dare to peep at my memory!"

"It hurts! Hit my head with my hand, don't you hurt!"

"That will hit you too! Impolite boy!"

"It's impolite that you aren't me ..." I rubbed my head and mumbled, "So, at the beginning, what did you say that you want to breathe in the world of the world is deceiving?"

This time Hakuba stopped talking.

"You came out of the alley with me, did you actually want to see Wen Jiubai?"

Chu Bai still didn't speak, but I felt she nodded with my head.

"But it's a coincidence too? You have my body attached, and I happen to know Wen Jiubai ..."

"Not a coincidence." Chu Bai interrupted me dullly.

"what?"

"Because of that fan," said Hsu Bai, in a low voice. "When you walked by, I saw the cyan folding fan in your backpack."

That folding fan ... yes. That was the cyan folding fan that Wen Jiubai gave me. When I visited the cat owner's noodle shop, Wen Jiubai asked me to bring it with me.

"The man used the folding fan when he was removing the demon." Chu Bai said, "So I saw you with that folding fan, and you didn't even think about it, so you followed. I think you must be the man who is very Intimate. "

So it turned out that Chu Bai followed me from the beginning with purpose.

That folding fan, Wen Jiubai has been with him for so long? This made me suddenly curious about the origin of the folding fan. Wen Jiubai explained to me that a princess used to seal the big monster, but how could the princess's thing be on Wen Jiubai?

"At that time I was thinking of who you are." Chu Bai said in a sullen voice. "But I didn't expect you to have such a relationship ..."

"Hey, don't you misunderstand!" I couldn't laugh or cry, "I have nothing to do with that week. I honestly don't know him very well."

"You don't even know?" Chu Bai sounded surprised.

I nodded. "His identity, past experience, where he came from, and for what purpose was he a demon master. I don't know anything. He is like a mystery, only for others to see. He just wants the part to be seen by others. "

"This, this ..." The tone of Chu Bai seemed disappointed.

"What about you?" I asked. "What the **** are you and him ..."

"My story has nothing to tell." When Hsu Bai heard this question, he suddenly converged on the topic. "Anyway, he is ..."

Here it is again, so low that I can't hear it at all.

"What did you say?" I asked.

"Nothing!" Chu Bai suddenly raised her voice and said, "Well, isn't your kid going to sleep? Isn't there any class tomorrow? Hurry and go to sleep!"

"Ah? But ..."

"It's nothing good but! Sleep to sleep! You're not sleepy if you're sleepy!"

With that said, Chu Bai controlled my body indiscriminately and shoved me into the middle of the quilt.

"Uh, that ..."

"I don't care what you say! I hear nothing!"

"But, but ..."

"Shut up shut up!"

"No, in fact, I just want to say ... the lamp was not blown by the mouth."

"..."

——

Even though Chu Bai herself was unwilling to tell her story, after seeing her dream, I still saw the story about her.

As I gradually dreamed, I woke up half-dreaming and wondering if I should say sorry to her. But this situation is not what I wish, but I will see it whenever I think about it.

A keen sense, a constitution that resonates easily with others.

Spiritual vision can fully enter the world over there ... At first, Wen Jiubai seemed to say so.

If only it was invisible, sometimes I think so.

For whom no tears will shed if it is invisible.