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Chapter 944: The listener has no intention

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After hearing what Aunt Wu said, Parian felt very uncomfortable.

He hadn't even begun to guide the busty fox to the right path, so how could she change her target so quickly?

It's not that he was unsatisfied, it was just that the stupid fox tried to seduce and entangle him in every possible way last night, as if he was clinging to him until death.

Today is just a time to go out and do some laundry, but you actually have to go out with someone else?

From this point of view, what does her deep love for him, when she risked her life to save him several times in the past few days, count for nothing?

Maybe I spent too long around him and couldn't even get anything to eat.

You are in urgent need of yang energy to replenish your body, so you can’t bear it and look for other people to have fun?

Although some people can't believe the adaptability of that stupid fox.

But considering how hungry and thirsty she has been for so many days, it's not impossible.

Fox demons have always made a living by collecting supplements, and this is the case with the three-tailed demon Hu Tingyan.

They fox demons have always had little awareness of women's innocence. After these days of contact, Balian didn't feel that the busty fox cared much about her body.

Although this big-breasted fox has changed his target, it is one less troublesome thing for Balian.

But she actually let herself fall into this trap?

Aunt Wu said that the old Taoist priest was not a serious person.

Many women and girls in the village suffered from him, and he was a real old prostitute.

Balian still couldn't believe it. The big-breasted fox looked like a picky little monster at first glance, and he was also very discerning in picking and repairing furnaces.

Since you can take a liking to him at first sight and have spent so long with him perseveringly, there is no reason to abuse your own taste and choose such a low-class guy.

Suppressing a bit of uneasiness, Bailian finally warmed the porridge and waited until Shuci came back with the wooden basin.

As soon as Shu Ci opened the wooden door of the courtyard, the sunset outside had faded, and the light in the courtyard was dim.

Shu Ci put down the wooden basin, looked at the figure sitting at the wooden table, frowned, and without saying hello to Balian, he walked over and lit the candle on the table.

A soft 'check' sound.

The lamp was burning brightly, and the dim candlelight coated Balian's profile with a soft golden light, making him tall and handsome.

If you look closely, you will see that this face is really pure and charming, with beautiful brow bones, exquisite nose contour, and hazy light on the eyebrows.

It turned out that Shu Ci had been used to seeing this face for a long time. Today, it was compared to the ugly face of the old Taoist priest. When he came back and looked at it again, he thought it was even more stunning and beautiful.

At this moment, Balian was only wearing a loose middle coat, and the skirt of the clothes was slightly loose. The line from his jaw to his shoulders and neck was almost as perfect as the characters in Shu Ci's romantic novels.

She couldn't help but keep looking down, and her eyes fell on his pale and slender neck, as if she smelled a hint of karma.

Shu Ci swallowed subconsciously, with a salivating look on his face, wishing he could dig his fox's nose into the crook of Balian's neck.

Balian frowned and avoided the sound of Hachihachi's heavy breathing, and said calmly: "Why did you come back?"

Seeing that he was still resisting like this, Shu Ci stood up straight in a depressed mood and pointed at the basin of clothes:

"Didn't I tell you that I would wash your clothes?"

Can I do laundry all afternoon?

Balian felt that she was hiding something deliberately, but thinking about what Aunt Wu said, she was afraid it was a misunderstanding.

He was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at her, and was thinking about how to word his question...

Balian's eyes suddenly paused on the top of her head.

When I go out, I still have a commoner Jingchai. After I go out to wash my clothes and come back, the Jingchai is replaced by a gold hairpin...

In this poor country, even if she had a luminous pearl in her hand, she might not be able to buy such exquisite gold jewelry.

Combined with Aunt Wu’s special reminder today and the antecedents, it is not difficult to deduce the consequences.

Shu Ci didn't notice that Balian's eyes were gradually becoming colder, but he just saw him staring at his hairpin.

Thinking that he liked it, he straightened his little head and imitated the appearance of the ladies in the brothel according to his memory, posing without knowing it:

"Did you also notice my new hairpin? Does it look good? I didn't think my hairpin was ugly at first, but now it looks good next to this shiny gold ornament. It's the first time I wear this hairpin, and it's a little heavy.

Woolen cloth."

Balian suppressed his angry voice: "Where is your leader's hairpin?"

From the first time he met her, Bai Lian saw that she kept wearing the unattractive Jing Chai, and thought it had some special meaning.

Unexpectedly...

Shu Ci said confidently: "I threw it away a long time ago. Now that I have a new one, what do I need the old one for?"

He does not mean that.

We all know that foxes are all demons who love the new and hate the old, but he didn't expect that he was the first to love the new and hate the old so confidently.

First of all, Bailian still had some suspicions about the old Taoist priest, but there was no concrete evidence, but now it seems that no Taoist would carry a woman's hairpin with him.

It's clear that he has bad intentions and bad intentions.

Balian said in a deep and serious voice: "I will replace that hairpin tomorrow."

Shu Ci has a habit of being rebellious, but these days, because he wants to coax the food and soothe his mood, he is quite obedient to him and accepts every turn.

But now, this food is ungrateful, and instead it touches her nose and face, looking lukewarm, and actually takes care of her business?

Shu Ci was about to get angry, but she saw Bailian glare at her with a rare anger, and even said word by word: "Did you hear that clearly?!"

Shu Ci was stunned for a moment after being yelled at, not knowing where his fire came from.

She didn't react for a moment, and responded with dull eyes: "This hairpin is inherently prettier than the one before me, but if you don't give it to me as a gift, what's the point of not allowing others to give it to me?

I've raised you for so many days, but your temper is still so bad and you don't hurt anyone at all.

You're just okay with the fact that you have thin skin and tender flesh, and you lose your temper just because you look good.

That old man has a much better temper than you. He not only gave me things, but also offered to give them to me to eat. You don’t know how to learn as much as others..."

"Peng!" There was a loud noise.

Although Bai Lian's expression was cold when Shu Ci spoke the first half of the sentence, he could still control his emotions. When he heard the last sentence, he completely exploded.

A fist hit the wooden table hard, and the shredded egg drop porridge that was warm on the small stove was knocked over, and the hot porridge spilled on the back of Bai Lian's hand.

At this moment, the thunder power in his body has not dissipated, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a mortal. In an instant, the back of his hand was burned red, which looked very scary.

But at this moment, Bailian's expression was even more frightening. Even when he first met Shu Ci and shouted that he wanted to eat him, he had never been so angry before.

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Balian was furious: "Is it true that if someone randomly gives you something good, you will be confused and accept anything at random? Do you even know how to write the word self-love?"

She just accepted a hairpin from someone, why doesn't she love herself anymore?

Shu Ci didn't like hearing these words, and a wisp of evil aura suddenly appeared in his eyes...

"Cough cough cough..."

However, under the strong emotions, the injuries in the body were suddenly involved, and the original arrow wound on the shoulder was torn open. The blood bloomed and spread on the white single clothes, with scarlet on top of scarlet, making Balian's face extremely pale and ugly.

The thunder power in the body was raging all over the body under the uncontrollable emotions, and it was probably tortured by intense pain.

Seeing how stubborn Shu Ci was, the veins on Bai Lian's forehead were forced out.

This look really scared Shu Ci.

Her mind was spinning, and she vaguely heard him saying that the things the old Taoist priest had given her were good things, and she wondered if she had something to accept from him.

For no reason, I thought back to the excitement I had seen during the day.

Seeing Bai Lian's extremely angry expression at this moment, Shu Ci associated him with Blind Sun's wife for no reason.

Shu Ci was afraid that he would become weak after coughing up blood, so he hurriedly took off the hairpin from his head.

Yaoyao leaned forward softly, and inserted the thing in her hand straight into Balian's bun as if she were offering incense.

He also imitated Blind Sun's yin and yang posture, and winked to make his eyes look more hazy and affectionate.

He reached out his hand and touched Balian's cheek, speaking softly and keeping his posture as low as possible:

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Others don't know who I have in my heart. You are my pillow, why do you want to question my thoughts?

I was just playing around with the others, it was all just for fun and could not be taken seriously.

Everyone knows that the old Taoist priest has a tough skin and a tough bone. He was the one who approached me first. I just made a mistake that all women in the world make.

You see, if I didn't love you, how could I find you such a good thing? Whatever you love in the future, I will work hard to find it for you. It's all yours...

Ouch, don't be angry, don't be angry, look at this little face that's so angry that it's really making my fox like me feel so sad."

Balian's already burning anger was only fueled by her touching her like this, making her anger even more intense.

He gritted his back teeth tightly, not knowing where these carefree scumbags learned their coaxing words from.

The truth behind the Eight Classics is totally unexplainable.

I know a little bit about the evil ways of a brothel lady, a heartless scumbag, and can easily draw inferences from one instance to another!

Balian was so angry that he hated iron, and he tilted his head and shook her hand away.

He angrily touched the hairpin with his backhand and squeezed it hard until it deformed and crumpled into a ball:

"You are so incompetent, and all you think about are instinctive things. It's useless for me to try to get you to take the right path. It turns out that it's all useless!

Since you like to hang out with those dirty people, I don't care about you!

It doesn’t matter if you are willing to fall or accept gold and jade! Don’t end up like a three-tailed demon fox in the future. Only then will you realize that people’s hearts are evil and you will never regret it again!”

Bailian crackled a lot, and Shu Ci was half-understood.

This bastard of feelings has such a harsh and perverted temperament!

It’s just that I’m so stingy that I won’t give him food.

Hearing what he meant, she couldn't get any good from him. He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat a piece of meat by digging in pain, and he was not allowed to go to other places to find food.

Well, even though Shu Ci is a person who never looks back until he hits the wall, he has only been interested in food like Balian for thousands of years and has not looked down on other foods.

But it is always the owner who chooses the food. There is no food but the owner has to wait patiently for her to be hungry and ready to eat it. During this period, she is not allowed to eat anything else.

This overbearing, arrogant and unreasonable appearance really made Shuci unhappy.

The clay figurine still has a certain amount of fire, not to mention that every word Balian said was somewhat unpleasant and sarcastic.

Shu Ci took the rounded piece of gold from Bai Lian's hand, frowned with three vertical marks on his eyebrows, and said with anger:

"I'm afraid it won't be your turn to comment on whether I am successful or not? How can you make irresponsible remarks about who I hang out with and what food I eat?

Don't forget, your life is in my hands right now.

If you are obedient and sensible, I can turn a blind eye to the correspondence between you and your mother and let you go.

Don’t think that because you know some methods of exorcising demons, we should look up to you and listen to your teachings! You are not allowed to act wild in front of us!”

There was a complete breakdown between the two.

Bai Lian spoke directly, and Shu Ci's words were even more vicious and unpleasant to listen to.

Compared to the angry and thunderous look of Bai Lian at the front, his face at this moment turned a little colder, and his eyes seemed to be full of disappointment at the irreproachable Shu Ci.

He slowly withdrew his gaze and his expression gradually returned to calmness.

With an expressionless expression, he brushed away the remaining porridge bit by bit on the back of his hands, gathered up his clothes, turned around and went back to the room without saying a word.

Maybe the last look in his eyes was too cold, or maybe it was because before he left home to wash clothes at the river at noon, he said that the shredded chicken and egg drop porridge that he could eat when he came back in the evening was all over the table.

Can't eat it.

Shu Ci didn't know why, but the pit of his heart felt as if something had kicked it, and it felt clogged and uncomfortable.

She didn't know what she had done wrong to deserve his anger.

After living for so long, Shuci had a serious quarrel with someone for the first time.

Although in terms of the result, she won the fight without using force, which is worth showing off.

But I don’t know why, but I’m not happy at all.

With such an incompatible attitude, it was no longer easy for Shu Ci to be in the same room with him.

But there was only one room, so it was possible that she had to deliberately avoid him.

Shu Ci refused to give in, thinking that she had done nothing wrong, she snorted coldly.

She thought to herself that if this guy was determined to drive her away, she would go to the blacksmith tonight and bring back her custom-made large iron pot.

Don't worry about it, let's cook it for a full meal.

Shu Ci, who had such cruel thoughts, still timidly picked up a broom and dustpan before entering the house and swept away the remaining cold soup on the table.

Then he raised his head and chest with a cold face and strode closer to the house.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw that Balian only left her a distant and distant figure, facing the loess wall, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

But Shu Ci knows that the corpse demon does not need to sleep.

Moreover, the sleeping angle and posture clearly left most of the bed space for her.

The fire under the old red-brick kang was also burning brightly. Although there was no shredded chicken and egg drop porridge on the small low table in the room, there were still a few soft white steamed buns left in a bowl.

For some reason, looking at the scene in front of him, Shu Ci's heart instantly softened as much as the big white steamed buns in the bowl, and he no longer wanted to continue to blame and be angry with him for no reason.

A moment ago, he would rather die than give in. He would not eat any other proud and proud Lord Shuci except for this beautiful piece of meat called Bailian.

He immediately walked to the bedside with small steps, drank tea, heated the Kang fire, ate the two soft white steamed buns into his stomach, wiped his mouth, and climbed onto the bed without taking off his shoes.

Before Balian's anger subsided, he listened to the movement behind him, and someone leaned towards him again with his soft and charming body.

At that time, Bai Lian twisted his neck and shouted: "You are a three-year-old kid! You don't know how to take off your shoes when you go to bed. They are all covered in mud! You are so dirty!"

Shu Ci was so excited by his roar that he quickly kicked off his shoes and subconsciously said softly: "Come over, my tail can't come in."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shu Ci realized that he was probably quarreling and cold war with him at the moment. What was he doing with his voice so tight and soft?

There is no momentum at all!

Immediately, his little face turned cold, and there were still steamed bun crumbs on his lips, and he hummed heavily.

Before she could say anything, a hand warmed by the fire of the kang made a futile move behind her, picked up her two tails very steadily, and hugged her tightly into a warm embrace.

Balian flicked his finger and extinguished the candle in the room.

Shu Ci blinked in the darkness. For some reason, when he looked at the broken table of soup and porridge, the astringent feeling in his heart suddenly disappeared again.

This feeling is really strange.

While she was thinking wildly, her lips suddenly felt itchy, and a slender finger gently twisted the bun crumbs at the corner of her mouth.

Then I heard a heavy turning sound, and the room fell into a deathly silence.

Shu Ci looked at the attractive neck of the piece of meat in front of him, burped, and rubbed his eyes. He originally thought that he had a rare quarrel with his friends, which would make it difficult to fall asleep, but unexpectedly he fell asleep quickly.

Shu Ci had a very strange dream that night.

The dreamland is full of mist and deserted sea.

At the end of the deserted sea, there is a palace. The front of the palace is covered with white snow. There is no one around and there are broken monuments.

In front of the white snow in the main hall, kneeling was a man whose limbs were tied with cold iron chains.

In this severe cold and heavy snow, the man was thin and slender, wearing only a thin middle coat, and patches of scarlet blood slowly seeped out from his thin back, almost piercing his eyes.

The man's hair was disheveled and his face could not be seen clearly.

Only a faintly pale chin could be seen through the dark hair.

On the high cold steps, stood a lonely and lonely female figure. The figure was full of violence, wearing a long blood-red dress, and the scarlet color was killing.

Under the blood-red dress is a pair of huge wings that cover the sky and the moon. Under the wings, the golden flame holy feathers are burning fiercely.

Shu Ci is very familiar with the pair of iconic wings that only the demon king can have. Looking at the past, he really sees the twisted and crazy demon king Aluo.

She flicked her finger, and saw a scarlet poison needle penetrated the man's body, and drops of blood fell on the snow.

Shu Ci's eyes narrowed sharply, and his breath was filled with the smell of blood.

The strong wind and heavy snow also stirred up the man's hair. As the dark hair danced wildly, a familiar face came into his eyes.

"Meat! Don't touch our flesh!"

Shu Ci suddenly woke up!


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