Miffel said disdainfully: "It's no good if you avoid people, you're alone, you're sneaky, you're either an adulterer or a thief!"
Wanrou said in surprise: "Why do you say that about your master?"
Miffel said: "When I say he is my master, it is relative. In terms of Taoism, he is my master, but in other matters, I am still his master!"
"Then you are his master in everything?" Wanrou was very curious about this subtle relationship and couldn't help but ask, how did she know that Miffel was just talking nonsense and saying whatever came to mind.
Miffel said: "Other things...well...for example, things between men and women, I have been wandering in the society for many years, so I know everything better than him, just like I was in the cave just now
, you were confused by the old man’s flute, I knew you must not have had anything good in mind at that time!”
This sentence hit Wanrou's heart, and she immediately blushed and was speechless. She didn't speak for a long time. At that time, she was fascinated by the soul song. For a moment, she seemed to be in a paradise. She was admiring flowers and grass, and suddenly a pair of strong arms hugged her from behind.
She kissed the back of her neck with two hot lips, and her whole body was immediately itchy. She really wanted to fall asleep in the arms of this man, and this man was the handsome and strong Lang Shuoyang!
She blushed and was shy for a while. She looked up at Miffel, who was looking at her happily, and asked, "What were you thinking at the time?"
Miffel smiled: "I was thinking about how to deal with that old bald man, and I was not disturbed by the sound of his flute at all!" Miffel lied like a home-cooked meal, and she just opened her mouth. In fact, at that time, she felt like she was kissing Lang Shuoyang in the clouds.
, and her dreams were much more evil than pure-hearted gentleness. She felt hot all over, so she lifted up her skirt and sat on Lang Shuoyang, and even directed Lang Shuoyang to caress herself!
Wanrou said: "But I saw you lifted your skirt so high that your butt was exposed, and you weren't wearing underwear yet. I thought you were in a hurry."
Miffel said nonchalantly: "No, I just want to conjure up my tail to slap the head-lowering master. As for me not wearing underwear, it's just because it's convenient when changing, otherwise it will swell and burst if I wear it."
The two were chatting in the living room. Lang Shuoyang and Yi Nan had serious expressions in the bathroom. Lang Shuoyang said, "Do you know why I don't let you and Guo Zixiang talk more?"
"have no idea."
"I feel like there's something wrong with Guo Zixiang."
Yi Nan said: "I know, the first time Jiangtou Shi appeared in his house, and the second time I saw him helping Jiangtou Master steal the child, I was about to arrest him, but you pulled me away, and I still want to ask you
Why are you pulling me?"
Lang Shuoyang shook his head: "It's not as simple as you think. There were too many people around us at the foot of the mountain just now, and we were all holding our children. I'm afraid there will be death or injury if we really take action."
Yi Nan smiled: "No way, just him? If I knock him down in a minute, will he still be killed or injured?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "The thing that betrays oneself the most is the eyes. Didn't you find anything in Guo Zixiang's eyes?"
"No, I just think he is even more annoying than before!"
Lang Shuoyang said: "His eyes no longer have the wretched expression before, but are ferocious. They are definitely not the eyes of a cowardly rich man. Those eyes are full of murderous intent, so I didn't let you fall out with him rashly."
Yi Nan recalled the scene when he saw Guo Zixiang again just now, and said: "I didn't feel murderous, but I admire him for actually having the courage to pretend that nothing was wrong and return to the police force!"
Lang Shuoyang said: "The look in his eyes reminded me of that head-dropping master, and also of a kind of head-dropping technique, but I'm not sure if it is, and I need to observe again."
"What's the meaning?"
"There is a kind of subjugation technique called stealing the sky and changing the sun. It is to peel off a person's skin and then use magic to cover it on one's body. It is like a ghost ghost, but it is more cruel than the ghost ghost. The person who has been skinned will not die for a while, but it will be very painful.
After a few hours, the blood dried up and then he gradually died. I suspect that the head-dropping master used Guo Zixiang's skin to pretend to be Guo Zixiang!"
"What?" What he said made Yi Nan frightened. "You mean the Guo Zixiang who just talked to me is the evil head-down master, and the real Guo Zixiang was skinned all over..." At this point,
A man covered in blood and without skin appeared in Yi Nan's mind, wailing in a cave, and she couldn't help but shudder.
Lang Shuoyang said: "I'm just guessing, but I think this is very likely. I'm telling you to be careful not to get close to Guo Zixiang, and don't tell those two outside. Wanrou is timid and soft-hearted, for fear of being irritated.
, and that Miffel spoke freely and went around, I was afraid that I might alert the enemy. I wanted to observe in secret and think of countermeasures before taking action. This head-down master's skill is better than mine, but I was lucky enough to win against him that day. If
If he had a helper to beat me alone, maybe I would have burped long ago!"
Lang Shuoyang was speaking seriously, but suddenly he said something indecent. As if he had been farted, Yi Nan stepped back, frowned at Lang Shuoyang, nodded and said, "I know, I won't be big-mouthed."
After the two of them finished talking, they left the bathroom and Miffel asked: "Are you two done?"
Yi Nan frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's get down to business."
Miffel smiled: "What I said is not an evil thing. By the way, Yinan, let me ask you, when you were in the cave, when you heard the old man playing the flute, what were you thinking about with a happy face?"
Yi Nan glared at her: "What do I think have to do with you?"
Miffel chuckled and said, "I don't know what you are thinking, but Mr. Xu Qingyang from your police station must have dreamed that he had to urinate urgently. Otherwise, why would he take off his pants?"
Wanrou said: "Not necessarily, isn't Lang Shuoyang also..." She wanted to say that she was also tying her pants, but she didn't have the nerve to say it after thinking about it.
Lang Shuoyang said: "You were the only one who watched carefully, right? Then tell me how you woke up?"
Miffel shook her head: "I don't know, but I seemed to see a giant dragon appear and keep sprinkling water on our heads, and we woke up immediately."
Lang Shuoyang nodded: "That's right."
Wanrou said: "What I dreamed about was a black loach."
"Nonsense!" Lang Shuoyang was displeased.
Everyone took a break. After dinner, Yi Nan went home and Wanrou slept upstairs. Miffel asked Lang Shuoyang: "How long do you plan to keep this little Taoist nun?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "I am thinking about how to get her to return to Mount Emei, and you, stop being with me all the time. I can't even support myself."
Miffel said: "It doesn't matter, I can support you, am I your apprentice?"