It’s like a rare pillow for a night, without dreams or nightmares.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Rugu got up quietly and walked barefoot to the window.

The subtle footbell ringing, but it was not awakened to sleep well for a while.

The spring is bright and the sky is clear.

A half-sparrow stood on the window frame, but was not very afraid of Feng Ruyuan, and he kept pecking his translucent fingers.

He could not touch anything except Ruyi, so the birds lost time and time again.

"I didn't live a good life in the first half of my life." Feng Rugu spoke to it next to the window: "...You are very good. It seems that no one has hurt you. So you are not afraid."

The little sparrow twisted her neck and continued to tentatively peck at his fingertips.

Feng Rugu smiled and shook his fingers in front of it: "If someone hurts you, how should you fight back?"

If you hear a vague sound of human voice, you will touch your side by yourself by yourself.

When he touched the air, his thoughts returned to clarity in an instant, and he was shocked. Before he could speak, cold sweat fell: "Entertainment Father?!"

After seeing the man talking to the bird by the window, the blood reunited on the same side. He coughed low and forced nothing to do: "Do you get up so early? Don't you sleep for a while?"

Feng Rugu threw the bird out of the sky in an instant, Dingling ran over, pounced on Ruyi face down, excitedly: "Meow——"

Ruyi fell back on the pillow, clasped his shoulders, turned his face aside, and persuaded him bluntly: "The adoptive father must not lose his composure."

The next second, Feng Rugu grabbed his right earlobe with a red mole and bit it up.

Ruyi couldn't help but let out a low "um" sound, pushing his chest with one hand, but holding his back as stiff as the other hand.

Feng Rugu noticed his excessively contradictory actions, leaned in his ear and smiled and said, "Fake serious."

Ruyiyi was shocked and looked at him with a stern face.

At that moment, he thought Feng Rugu had recovered.

But Feng Rugu looked at him calmly, his eyes so pure and straightforward that Ru blushed.

...Is it an illusion?

He would forget it in a few days...

Thinking of this, he hugged him tightly, tried hard to make a forced expression, and kissed his cheek: "You."

Feng Rugu was kissed to his feet and rubbed his face against Ru's neck. His single foot was hooked up proudly. With a sway, the golden bell tied to his feet made a tiny sound.

As soon as he crossed his shoulder and saw the golden bell on his feet, he immediately thought of what happened last night. He was so ashamed that he immediately moved his eyes away and did not dare to take a closer look.

He was red with a cold peach blossom face and asked softly: "Don't leave me in the future."

Feng Rugu looked elsewhere, and the light in his eyelashes flashed.

Soon, the long eyelashes drooped, covering the gaze that was about to stop: "...well."

The process of meeting Yingxu Lord Zhou Beinan and Guijun Lu Yujiu was very smooth.

But Yingxujun's attitude is not entirely happy.

He lifted the gun back and hooked Feng Rugu, who saw that the situation was not good, wanted to hide behind Ruyi. He hooked Feng Rugu's clothes on the back of his neck, fished him in front of him, and said coldly: "I'm not dead."

Feng Rugu looked frightened and innocent, like a cat with a skin on his neck: "Meow."

Yingxujun was so angry that he had goosebumps. As a veteran ghost for many years, he looked like he saw a ghost and asked Ruyi: "...what is wrong with him?!"

Ruyi knew that Yingxujun would not hurt him, and although he felt a little sorry for Feng Rugu, he would tell him about his soul after he died and his memory loss.

Hearing the word "amnesia", Yingxujun's expression flashed for a moment, as if he was thinking of the past, he snorted and put away his long gun: "...Forget it, it's a bargain."

Lu Yujiu spoke for Feng Rugu: "Don't be so fierce to Rugu."

When Feng Rugu heard this, he immediately found a new backer and hid behind Lu Yujiu and squatted, revealing only half of his face, and carefully looked at Yingxujun.

Lu Yujiu immediately felt soft and comforted him softly: "As usual, let's ignore your uncle, ah."

"What's wrong with me? Am I making trouble? Ah?" Yingxujun became angry again when he heard this, "I almost went to the upper realm to find his master and Qu Chi to come back to justice!"

Lu Yujiu was dissatisfied: "You scared him!"

Yingxujun: "I am an elder, why can't I discipline Xu Xingzhi's juniors?! There are also Sanhua, and I vomited blood for him!"

"Oh..." Lu Yujiu immediately grabbed the point of his words, "You care about Sanhua very much."

"I-" Yingxujun turned red with his face, "Barring nonsense!"

Lu Yujiu was too lazy to argue with this stubborn person in front of the junior. He flipped his sleeves and took Yingxujun back into the ring ring.

The two are the relationship between the ghost master and the ghost slave, so Lu Yujiu naturally restrains Yingxu Lord.

Yingxu Jun was suddenly taken away and felt that he had no face in front of the younger generation. He also remembered that this treasure that stored ghosts was given to Lu Yujiu or put on it himself. For a moment, he was sad and angry and jumped into the ring and said, "Lu Yujiu, you're finished tonight!"

When Lu Yujiu heard that he dared to speak so uncontrollably in front of others, he was so angry that he broke his voice: "Zhou Beinan, shut up!"

After a breath, Lu Yujiu climbed gently again and asked Ruyi: "Does he remember nothing?"

After getting Ruyi's affirmative answer, Lu Yujiu touched Feng Ruguo's hair and sighed slightly: "...it's good."

He asked Ruyi: "How are you going next?"

Ruyi: "I will return to secular life from Hanshan Temple and take him away."

He kept his promise for a meal. After ten years of training, Hanshan Temple had more than 200 monks who visited the mountain and protected the temple, and he could not use him as a mountain protection formation that could last for a hundred years.

...It's time for him to be the You Hongchen who has returned to his adoptive father.

Lu Yujiu suggested: "Take him to my place."

Ruyi hesitated: "This..."

Lu Yujiu said: "At that time, Qingliang Valley was willing to withdraw from the right path because he did not want the Taoist sect to be disturbed by the people in the mountain gate to be disturbed and did not want the Taoist sect to recover easily. Because of the internal strife, unnecessary disputes arose, and even more unwilling to make things difficult for us. I gave in step by step, but the four sects lost an arm. Two years ago, the Taoist sects forced Feng Ling, if I was present..."

Speaking of this, he closed his sleeves and closed his eyes slightly: "Forget it, it's irreversible, it's better not to mention it, just talk about the future."

Lu Yujiu paused and then said, "...In the future, if other Taoist sects still make things difficult for others and Fengling, I will not sit still and watch anymore. Ghosts block and kill ghosts, and people block..."

His voice turned cold, as if he had made a complete decision: "…kill."

As always, it is still silent.

Seeing him reacting like this, Lu Yujiu had another answer in his heart: "Are you worried about handing him over to me?"

Ruyi was stunned and immediately denied: "...no."

After a moment, he let out a sigh and told the truth: "...yes."

Lu Yujiu was lenient and wanted to pat his shoulder. Realizing that he was limited in size, he still needed to stand on tiptoe, but he didn't look solemn, so he turned to pat his arm: "It's okay, there is a strong ghost energy here, which is suitable for him to maintain his health. Stay for two days first."

Feng Rugu turned into a cat's body, wrapped around Ye Ruyi's neck, and rubbed it coquettishly.

After a moment of thought, he handed his fingers over and gently straightened his neck hair: "Yeah. Thank you for your senior."

Lu Yujiu waved his hand: "I'll tell me in detail, how did you find him?"

...

After some inquiries, Lu Yujiu took the two to the guest room in the valley.

The sunny valley is full of ghosts, the evening sky is far away, the cold window is mist, the faint sound of ghosts is hidden, and the sound of ghosts is singing through the deep valley.

Fortunately, it is like a place where people are practicing, and all the wandering souls retreat, and no one dares to approach.

Seeing this, Lu Yujiu sighed inwardly as a young talent, pushed open the door of the guest room, and asked the two to enter, and closed the door again, considerately not disturbing the young couple's relationship.

After hanging the "sentient beings" on the sword rack, he rolled up his sleeves and bowed to make the bed for Feng Ruyuan.

"It hurts." Feng Rugu's hands and feet climbed up Ruyi's back with the ground, "rubbing."

Ruyi hugged him and gently rubbed the back of his neck: "Have you hit you?"

Feng Rugu acted coquettishly: "No, but I'm so nervous."

Ru blushed and her eyes were staggered: "..." cute.

Who would have thought that Feng Rugu took his face and forced him to face him again.

He whispered, "Don't be serious, look at me."

As if shocked.

Feng Rugu said: "You said that you will love whatever I am. Why don't you look at me?"

Like his face became more and more red.

...How did he remember what he said a few days ago?

He didn't want to make himself look too shy and timid. He held his palm tightly, took a deep breath before focusing his eyes on Feng Rugu's face: "Okay, I'll look at you. You..."

"Oh." Feng Rugu suddenly pointed at his lips, "What is this?"

Ruyi frowned slightly: "Hmm?"

As Ru raised her finger and stroked her lips, Feng Rugu held his face and smiled and said, "Call me in and take a closer look..."

If you haven't reacted, you will be caught by your lips.
To be continued...