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Chapter 874 That Ghost (3)

Hu Qing on the shore turned his head and joked: "It's coming, it's coming, it's not very deep, you can climb up in a while."

The night is getting dark, but the surroundings are not dark. The jade plate in the sky is comparable to a searchlight, it is extremely bright, and everything on the ground is covered with a layer of silver light. Scholars who cannot afford to light a lamp will definitely like this night.

A scholar's night can be spent reading or meeting ghosts or demons.

The water surface of the pool is turbulent, and the fine water patterns gradually turn into waves, one wave after another.

Hu chuckled: "It'll be out soon."

The waves crashed on the shore, and everyone stepped back. The pool water not far away surged upwards. Hu Qing's heart accelerated, and the threads continued to spin. Boom, the machine entangled with black shadows broke out of the water, riding the wind and waves to climb to the shore.

Come.

Everyone looked at the black shadow above. Under the bright moonlight, the black dyed by the water turned into dark cyan. At the end of the dark cyan, between the two skeletal heads, there was a face.

A face with disheveled hair and deep resentment.

"Ah - ghost -" Hu Nuan screamed first.

"Ah - ghost -" Hu Qing was the one who screamed next.

Creatures like ghosts occupy a special place in the hearts of these two women. The word itself represents the extremely thrilling background music and the extremely terrifying pictures. Ghost is not a word, but an old version of a Chinese fairy tale.

A horrific romantic plot that is engraved in your bones and flowing in your blood.

Native people will never understand.

The group of people who are so confused at the moment, so what if they are ghost cultivators, and besides, this is not a ghost cultivator, just a demon, a half-assed demon.

Hu Qing quickly shut up and helped Hu Nuan shut up manually: "Don't shout, you scared me. Why are you shouting? It's just a -"

A snake with a human head!

If White Snake looks like this, Xu Xian will take the initiative to move into Leifeng Pagoda.

The mother-in-law said: "Ahem, it's the first time I've seen you."

The man with a human head and a snake body came out of the water and spat out sand several times in a row. He spoke sharply: "Who are you? You are disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night. Be careful, ancestor, I will kill you."

"."

This snake is so annoying.

Hu Qing smiled: "Excuse me, this is my thing."

The man's face tightened, and the snake's body tightened: "Mine."

Hu Qing looked at the four of them: Can they fight?

Four people: No, I can’t beat the person behind me.

The pair of narrow willow-leaf eyes on the person's head were shining brightly, and Hu Qing was very familiar with them. They were the lights of a money-lover.

This snake will not pay her back.

Oh, you think there is nothing she can do?

If I can install it, I can dismantle it.

A thought swept away, and there was a crackle, a human head and a snake body falling on a pile of bones. Before he could react, the bones flew towards the debt collector as if they had wings, and they were all gone. They were all taken away by her!

Lying on the ground stupidly, with water stains on his body, he looked so miserable under the moonlight.

Hu Qing smiled and turned around: "I'll call it a day and go home."

She walked a few steps briskly, grabbed Hu Nuan's hand, and flew away.

The group of people left behind: "."

The moonlight was blocked by shadows, and the snake's shadow swayed: "Who, don't, want to leave."

Everyone was stiff.

Hu Qing took Hu Nuan to wash up and go to bed without any burden. As soon as they touched the bed board, the two of them started talking. Hu Huahua also squeezed in halfway, asking questions about this and that.

When the moonlight dissipated, Hu Nuan yawned: "Master, will they be okay?"

"Of course nothing will happen to them, they are all family members."

Hu Nuan hummed, turned over and fell asleep peacefully.

Hu Qing lay down, hugged Hu Huahua and got up to go to the courtyard.

Chun Lie and Hu Zhuo had already gotten up and were working in the kitchen. The original empty room was temporarily transformed into a kitchen by Hu Zhuo.

"Sister, I didn't make it yesterday, so let's have a family dinner today."

The black, red, white and brown spiritual chicken in Hu Zhuo's hand clattered, and he showed no resistance as his death was approaching.

Hu Qing: "I didn't even bother to eat all day yesterday. Please help me cook some light noodles."

Hu Zhuo raised his knife and made a pot of shredded chicken noodles.

The three of them sat around the table, but Hu Huahua went outside to play in the yard. Hu Qing felt that he now minded eating together in front of non-family members.

The flour used to make the noodles is freshly ground in the morning, and you can smell the sunshine in the fragrance of wheat. The thin shreds of chicken are perfectly blended into the fragrance of the noodles.

The throat flowed into the stomach, and the stomach and heart came to life.

Hu Qing was so moved that she cried. Ten years, ten years later, she finally had a decent meal.

"Your craftsmanship has improved greatly."

Hu Zhuo felt distressed: "Sister, you haven't eaten for a long time, and the noodles you make are much more delicious than mine."

In the past ten years, he has focused entirely on training and his cooking skills have really not improved. His sister thought it tasted delicious just because she was very hungry.

Hu Qing looked at Chun Lie and said, "Grow your hair out. I can see the sweat droplets on your scalp."

Chun Lie: ".I just ate a bowl of noodles and didn't sweat."

He touched his head: "I'm going to Qianji Pavilion."

Hu Qing opened his eyes wide: "Let's go like this? Who are you trying to scare?"

Chun Lie: "There seems to be a lot of new news that we don't know. I'll go and find out."

"Go on, go on, talk nicely." Hu Qing felt that he was in no position to advise Chun Lie to reconcile or break up with his sister, so she should advise him to control his emotions.

When Hu was warmed up, all the water for washing the pot was poured out. She stood blankly at the table, her nose twitching: "You didn't call me when you were eating." It felt so wronged.

At this time, Hu Qing had already gone to the refining room, and Hu Zhuo was the only one working in the kitchen. He opened the steamer and took out a pot of various coarse grain crops: "Eat."

The coarse food of the monk world is a delicacy that even the emperor of the mortal world cannot easily eat. There is no coarse food in the world of cultivation.

Hu Nuan sat down, breathing in the hot air, and followed Hu Zhuo who was busy here and there: "Brother Zhuo, why don't you just join our Chao Hua Sect? Uncle Di Yuan likes you, and we can practice together."

Hu Zhuo turned around and smiled at her: "I prefer to be a casual cultivator."

Hu Nuan shook his head: "Don't imitate my mother. My mother seems to be easy to get along with, but in fact she hates being controlled the most. And she likes to run around and doesn't care about you at all. You are so good at refining weapons, it will be useless if you leave it at home.

blind."

Hu Zhuo laughed, walked over and sat down, wiping his hands: "Your mother, give me freedom."

Hu Nuan: "It's free to join the sect."

Hu Zhuo looked at her and smiled without saying a word.

Hu Nuan was discouraged: "Well, actually, the sect has a lot of tasks, a lot of rules, and has to deal with people. That is, my master loves me, so I can live comfortably."

Qiao Yu, who happened to come over: It turns out you knew what was going on.

Ask: "Where is your mother?"

Hu Nuan turned around: "Master, my mother went to the weapon refining room. Is that ghost back?"

Qiao Yu said with a dark face: "Stand up and let me take a look."

What?

Hu Nuan was baffled.

Qiao Yu said: "Qingran said you stole his things."

What!

Hu Nuan jumped up: "Framing, right? Bullying, right? Does that ghost want to blackmail my mother's bones?"

Qiao Yu: "."

Hu Zhuo: "."

Qiao Yu carried her around three times before his eyes, and finally found a little turtle in the folds of her skirt at her calf.

A small turtle, only half a finger long, with a faint blue shell and an amber skirt.


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