Although the female ghost in front of me is only in her twenties, with a graceful figure and stunning beauty, she is his own aunt after all.
If the other person was still alive, he would be in his forties.
An elder in her forties warns you not to fight for a man with her. This feeling is so refreshing...
"Aunt, what are you talking about? I just think that Feng Yiyi has many ideas, is capable, and is an upright person, so I admire him a little."
Madonna was silent for a while and explained.
Xiaoli snorted softly. Of all the people who like Feng Yi, which one didn't start with admiration?
Once you have a good sense of him, sooner or later you will fall for him.
It's a pity that I'm just a female ghost...
She felt a little depressed and stopped talking. Ma Danna didn't speak either, secretly observing from the corner of her eye, the originally deserted temple became even quieter.
Wow——
There was a cold wind blowing outside. Even though she knew that Feng Yi was not afraid of the cold, Ma Danna still worriedly poked her head out, then sat upright again and sighed softly.
"Sister Dana, it's a bit cold."
There were no voices in the temple, and the temperature outside dropped sharply. Luo Sang whispered.
Ma Danna held her in her arms, rubbed her hair and said, "Don't worry, little Luosang, we can't wait until your master collects the firewood and starts the fire..."
I don’t know what Feng Yi is thinking, you are still so young, why would he take you out and keep you in the village?"
Luo Sang lay on her chest and shook his head and said, "You and Master are not here. I don't want to stay there alone."
Madonna knew her life experience and hugged her tighter.
Luo Sang gave her a big smile: "It's okay, Sister Dana. As the master's disciple, I have to practice with him everywhere."
"Um."
Seeing this scene, Xiaoli curled her lips and said unhappily: "Little Luosang, we have known each other earlier, why don't you kiss me? It seems like you two are like mother and daughter."
Ma Danna smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Aunt, you are already a ghost, and Luo Sang is so young, how can you bear it? Are you expecting her to get sick every day and have a difficult life?
Also, Luo Sang is already 8 years old, and I am only 20 years old, how can I look like mother and daughter? They are obviously sisters, right?"
"Okay, okay, everything you said makes sense."
Xiaoli also knew that Ma Danna was telling the truth, so she muttered in a low voice: "Ghosts are just being discriminated against..."
Snapped--
The crumbling door of the ruined temple was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind drifted in accompanied by snowflakes. Madonna held Luo Sang and turned sideways to the shadow. After seeing the person clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you back?"
"Um."
Feng Yi shook the snowflakes on his body and said: "It snowed suddenly outside, and it's quite heavy. I'm afraid it will be colder late at night..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xiaoli, who was floating alone in the air, and smiled: "Why do you look so pitiful? What were you talking about just now?"
"fine."
Xiaoli rolled her eyes and said, "We are talking about whether we will see ghosts tonight."
"Does this still need to be discussed?"
Feng Yi looked amused: "With you here, we can see ghosts every day."
Xiaoli was so angry that she disappeared in a flash, probably looking for a place to relax.
"Why does she feel so weird?"
Feng Yi used Samadhi True Fire to raise the fire and said.
Ma Danna secretly pinched Luo Sang's arm and pretended to be indifferent and said: "I haven't been out for so long, and I feel resentful in my heart."
Feng Yi laughed dumbly. Don't tell me, it was indeed Xiaoli's character.
It was snowing heavily outside, and the three of them were leaning against the fire to keep warm. Ma Danna listened to the sound of falling snow outside, took a peek at Feng Yi, who was thinking deeply, and suddenly felt a warm feeling in her heart.
Feng Yi seemed to be aware of it, turned his head and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Ah, it's okay. I was just thinking that many strange things in ancient books would happen in such weather. I wonder if they will happen tonight."
Madonna's pretty face turned red, and she found a silly reason.
Feng Yi didn't doubt that he was there, and said with a smile: "Come as soon as you come. It's been said that these two months have been very boring. Wouldn't it be better if I came? Are you afraid?"
"Afraid but not afraid."
Ma Danna shook her head and said: "But the monsters outside the pass are different from those inside the pass. They like to stick together, and many monsters are related to each other. If it is not handled well, you will pull out the carrot and bring out the mud."
"What's the relationship between your Ma family and them?"
Feng Yi asked with interest.
"They don't interact much, and they don't interfere much with each other. It's not easy for a demon to become a spirit."
Ma Danna said: "And many fairies have good natures and have helped people."
"Well."
Feng Yi nodded silently. Even the Ma family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, rarely has a direct conflict with these evil spirits. It seems that there are indeed powerful beings here.
So what about the tiger demon? What is its relationship with this group of demons?
Naturally, he himself is not worried that these evil spirits will do harm to him. As long as they are not afraid of death, they can come.
But what he was worried about was King Zhao and Boss Xiao. If the tiger demon he killed had a good relationship with these evil spirits, it would not be beautiful if they could not find him to take revenge, but they would burn these ordinary people.
Killing the tiger demon is not that simple. You have to consider all aspects carefully before taking action.
It was late at night, and Ma Danna and Luo Sang fell asleep around the fire. Feng Yi looked at the flames and added firewood from time to time, silently thinking about his thoughts.
Not long after, panicked footsteps suddenly sounded outside. There seemed to be a lot of people. Feng Yi sniffed and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
There was a loud bang, and the crumbling door finally failed to hold on. It fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up dust on the ground, and more than ten people broke in.
This group of people included men and women, old and young, all well dressed, each carrying large and small bags, but everyone had a faint look of sadness on their faces.
The sound of breaking the door and falling to the ground woke up Ma Danna and Luo Sang. They got up from the ground and looked at the intruder with cautious expressions.
"I didn't expect there was someone here. We came in a hurry and broke the door. We were rude."
The speaker was an old man in his sixties, leaning on a good crutch. Although he had white hair, he was in good spirits.
"They're all just on the road, so it's okay."
Feng Yi stood up and said: "I see that everyone is well dressed, why are you so panicked? Could it be that you encountered some monster?"
"monster?"
Everyone who came showed confusion and confusion, and the old man shook his head and said: "Young man, the theory of monsters is purely fabricated. It was mostly made up by a group of fake Taoist priests to deceive the people. I see that you are not very old.
You should have read some books by saints and sages, how could you be so ignorant?"
Feng Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then scratched his head in embarrassment: "So that's it, I read too many idle books and thought everything written in them was true.
It’s so windy and snowy outside, uncle, why don’t you come over and warm up by the fire first.”
