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64. Borrowing the Corpse to Revive the Soul?

But my aunt is an elder after all, and Xia Lingyun has reminded Fang Yue not to commit rash twice, so she didn't show anything.

Xia Lingyun held his aunt's hand and asked softly: "Aunt, you have lost weight again. Have you had a good meal recently?"

"If a person is old, it is a blessing to lose weight." My aunt smiled.

Fang Yue saluted to his aunt: "Hello aunt, I am Lingyun's friend, Fang Yue."

The aunt looked at Xia Lingyun and asked mysteriously: "Are you just a friend?"

This family seems to be short of men.

Why do anyone thinks about his boyfriend and girlfriend when he sees him?

Can't there be pure friendship in this world?

Fang Yue made a statement to help Xia Lingyun: "Aunt, we just met."

My aunt raised her eyebrows: "I brought my family home as soon as I met? Are you in love at first sight?"

It seems not easy to explain.

The aunt whispered to Xia Lingyun: "Lingyun, when you meet someone you like, you should pursue it boldly. Don't care what your grandfather said about looking for dragon stone. A woman has only had a few good years in her life, and if she missed it, she will be the rest of her life."

After saying that, my aunt seemed to think of her past and looked into the distance with sadness.

"Aunt, do you miss him again?" Xia Lingyun shook his aunt's sleeve.

The aunt raised her head, held back the tears in her eyes, and said with a forced smile: "No, it's cold outside, hurry up and go into the house, I'll make tea for you."

The wooden house is very simple, but it is very clean. The only pieces of furniture are also handmade.

On the wall opposite the door is a garland made of wild flowers, and a brush stroke in the middle of the garland.

The painting shows a young man with a handsome appearance and fluttering clothes, which is quite like a fairy-like spirit.

"What's the painting?"

Fang Yue asked, and Xia Lingyun glared at him with a sharp look.

It’s really like I don’t open the pot and I have to reveal my aunt’s sadness.

Fang Yue understood and wondered: "Is he an actor? Or a costume lover?"

"You still said!" Xia Lingyun was really convinced by Fang Yue, completely speechless.

My aunt walked to the portrait, reached out and stroked her hand and said, "This is the scene when I first met him, and he was wearing this."

Crossdressing fetish?

Fang Yue looked at the painting carefully and looked at it carefully. The person in the painting was really similar to him.

No wonder my aunt said that just now, it turned out to be true.

The aunt also looked back at Fang Yue and asked, "Are you sick?"

“???”

You are sick, your whole family is sick!

If you are so disrespectful to the old man, you will say that he is sick.

No, I really want to be sick.

"Yes, I'm sick!" Fang Yue reacted and nodded, "I accidentally transferred the poison from Mr. Xia's body to myself."

"Then you were really careless." The aunt glanced at Fang Yue and raised her hand to Fang Yue's pulse.

The aunt looked at Fang Yue in surprise, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes with her eyes blank. Xia Lingyun was watching from the side, her heart was rising and falling.

"Aunt, he won't have anything to do?"

The aunt patted Fang Yue's wrist and said, "This person's physique is really rare in a century."

Xia Lingyun was overjoyed and said anxiously: "Auntie means he is fine?"

"He was obviously poisoned, but the toxins had no effect on him. It was as if he was temporarily living in his body and no one would provoke anyone." The aunt explained the situation to the two.

Fang Yue curled his lips and said, "Who said it would not have any effect? ​​I feel weak all over now and don't want to move."

My aunt explained: "Toxins exist in your body. Even if you don't attack you, your body will repel it on its own. After all, it is not the original thing in your body."

"Rejection reaction similar to visceral transplantation?" Xia Lingyun asked.

Fang Yue laughed at himself: "Then my body is so awesome, I can still reject highly toxic...

The aunt walked to the head of the bed, took out a locked small box from under the pillow, took out the key and opened it carefully, and handed the green beads inside to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue took the bead and immediately felt a sense of comfort all over his body. White steam evaporated above his head, and the green light on the bead seemed to be alive, like a little fish swimming.

"This is the Dingyuanzhu, the only thing he left to me. Somehow, I inexplicably felt a voice that asked me to hand it to you." The aunt's eyes were relieved and reluctant.

Fang Yue heard this and refused: "This is the relic of your beloved person. I can't accept it. It's too expensive."

But my aunt was firm: "Maybe, he asked me to hand it over to you in the dark, so you can accept it."

Fang Yue was not the one who pushed him away, so he had to accept him when he saw his aunt say this.

Put the beads in his pocket, and the beads suddenly seemed to be alive, drilling randomly in Fang Yue's clothes. Fang Yue was so itchy that he wanted to catch fleas and touched them up and down.

But the bead seemed to have eyes, and it was like a snakeskin moving, and Fang Yue didn't even get close to him.

But my aunt and Xia Lingyun couldn't see the beads at this time, and only saw Fang Yue sucking, and they all looked at him like a monkey.

Fang Yue said: "Don't stand stupidly, come and help!"

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Lingyun reached out to help, but he didn't know what Fang Yue was doing.

The moment Fang Yue spoke, the bead suddenly penetrated into Fang Yue's mouth, and Fang Yue swallowed it with a buzzing sound.

Fang Yue covered his neck and his voice was a little out of tune: "Okay, I'm looking for it in the toilet."

"Toilet?" Xia Lingyun was basically sure that the person he liked was actually a lunatic.

But my aunt noticed that Fang Yue's pocket that had just put the beads was sagging.

There was another flash in his eyes, but he didn't ask any questions.

Because she knew that the bead was originally taken out of A Ye's body.

A Ye is my aunt's dreamer.

The Ding Yuanzhu was taken out of A Ye's body, and now he automatically recognized the master Fang Yue. This was definitely not just a coincidence.

The aunt looked at Fang Yue again, and there was a complex feeling.

Aye, is it you?

Do you know the hardship I miss you, and then reincarnate and come to see me?

For a moment, my aunt almost hugged Fang Yue.

Because Xia Lingyun is here.

Even if I'm not here, my aunt can't.

Even if he is reincarnated, he is no longer the same person.

My aunt is very rational.

However, she hoped that God could give herself a moment to meet A Ye again, even if it was Fang Yue, the substitute!

Perhaps because of the feeling of his aunt's emotional fluctuations, the beads rush into the fire in Fang Yue's body. The momentum was so scared that even the toxins in his body could not be avoided.

Fang Yue turned to Xia Lingyun and said coldly: "You go out, I have something to ask your aunt."

Xia Lingyun's expression was rejected: Why should I avoid it?

My aunt looked at Fang Yue's cold and arrogant back, and the girl's heart that had been covered with dust for many years was overwhelming.

This temperament is Aye!

"Lingyun, you go out first."

The aunt spoke, and Xia Lingyun left reluctantly and took the door with her angrily.

If she looked at her aunt for a second, she would find that her aunt's cheeks were already blushing.
Chapter completed!
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