Seeing that his expression was not as fake, Yanzhi said suspiciously: "You can't see them?"

Ye Rong became alert and glanced around: "What's there?" The ghosts around hurriedly avoided, avoiding his eyes.

rouge:"......"

All of this must be her illusion. The behavior of these ghosts was completely incompatible with their rough appearance. Yanzhi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then opened her eyes, and indeed... she was still there...

Yanzhi didn't look at them, and said to Ye Rongzhi: "You can't see these ghosts?"

Ye Rongzhi shook his head: "I have only seen the Master."

Seeing that Ye Rongzhi no longer had a look of evil spirit, the group of ghosts hurriedly leaned over with admiration and shy expressions... Wait, shyness?! Yanzhi was almost blinded by these shameless people.

For Arong who could only see her but could not see her, she didn't know what was going on. She was born with a touch of rouge and being able to survive in the world was a lucky thing.

If he can't see a ghost, he is not a yin and yang eye. Although she is not a ghost, the body cannot see her with the naked eye. Perhaps it is just a coincidence, just as she was just a touch of rouge that a woman used to modify her face, but she happened to be resentful and became a spirit.

Just by listening to these things, how could he understand?

Yanzhi thought about it and chose a easy-to-understand statement: "Since you can see me, it is your fate. If you can't see them, you will naturally have no chance of them."

The ghost who was still obediently nesting beside Ye Rongzhi was furious when he heard this and shouted at Yanzhi: "You, a monster who is separated from the Six Paths, dares to spread rumors and deceive our little ancestors, and actually says that we have no chance with our little ancestors! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

"I'm so shameless!"

"Pooh!"

"Little ancestor, she is a liar, you can't believe it!"

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“#&*#|%^!*#*|#--,_:%:-!!”

Yanzhi turned a deafening sound from these ghosts and smiled at Ye Rongzhi, "Let's just be here today. If you are not afraid, we will come tomorrow."

"good."

Spring and autumn came in a blink of an eye. A year passed. Ye Rongzhi was extremely intelligent and could recite it through his eyes. He taught everything Yanzhi could. Later, when he couldn't teach, he found many famous writers for him. As for how much he understood, it all depends on himself.

These books are treasured, and ordinary people don't have them. Rouge always floats into the burial coffin of wealthy families, but it takes a lot of effort. Fortunately, there are those quarrels of ghosts. She repaired them several times before asking these lazy ghosts to help inquire, otherwise she would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Those ghosts may have been in the mountains for a long time and were not in contact with the world. They were quite innocent and innocent. In the past, they had never done anything except lingering around Arong and let him raise him.

Now Arong goes to the mountains every night, and they are waiting in the mountains. At first, Yanzhi felt that they were tactful and did not come to chat with her. Later, she realized that this was not tactful and was obviously lazy. No wonder she was so angry that she was just standing and talking. It turned out that she was afraid of being tired from doing things.

At first, when they were howling around Yanzhi's ears, Yanzhi had a headache. After staying in such a cold place as the mass grave for so long, she naturally didn't get used to it. But after a long time, she became accustomed to it. If they calmed down one day, she would be a little uncomfortable.

Today is Arong's birthday, which was told by the ghosts in the mountains that he had never celebrated his birthday in the past. Yanzhi felt it was a pity that she knew that mortals would make a table every year to invite guests to celebrate their birthday. No matter how bad it is, they should have finished cooking the longevity noodles, but he has never, for fear that he himself would not know his birthday.

He used to eat poorly. He was already six years old, but he looked like a child of four or five years old. For the past year, Yanzhi took him to eat wild game in the mountains every day. He gradually grew some flesh, no longer skinny, and looked less gloomy. The only thing that remained unchanged was the beating and scolding of his family and the contempt and mockery of the villagers. However, Yanzhi taught him how to strengthen his body every day, so he could still live now, otherwise he would not know which forest to throw it to feed the wolf.

She has been busy preparing for Ye Rongzhi's birthday these days, and Qingyi, who was in the mass grave, has also released a new show. Yanzhi has to chase after him and listen to the show, and also find a way to hide from the ghost messenger in the underworld. Santai is very busy and has not returned to Baizhu Village for a few days.

When he returned to the village that day, he found something was wrong with him. Yanzhi tentatively said, "What books have you read these days?"

He heard this and looked at Yanzhi with a little aggrievedness, and then continued to lower his head to work.

"Why, they beat you again?" She was very puzzled. As a matter of reason, beating and scolding was commonplace. He should have been accustomed to it, but there was nothing else to make him feel wronged except this.

He cried and said, "I thought the Master was captured by the Taoist priest and would never come back."

Yanzhi felt a little ashamed. In his eyes, he was so weak, which was too shameless!

She floated to the cooler corner of the yard, leaned on the haystack, and flicked her nails and said carelessly: "Don't be afraid, Taoists are just people who seek fame and reputation. They are not my opponents at all."

He looked like he didn't believe it, and frowned and said, "Would Master not come back for a few days? I'm really a little scared."

"I won't be there anymore. I've been busy these days." She wanted to say that the banquet that was always over the world was impossible for her to stay with him, but she couldn't say anything when she looked at him lonely.

Forget it, so what if you stay with him for decades, it’s only a short moment for her. “I heard from those ghosts that today is your birthday. I have prepared a gift for you these days and take you to the forest to see it in the evening. This is your first birthday, so you must have a lively life.”

He looked at Yanzhi when he heard this, and he couldn't speak. How could anyone celebrate his birthday for someone like him? Now he has a master, and his master will celebrate his birthday and prepare gifts for him. He will be happy that a person like him will grow one year old.

He looked at Yanzhi and smiled: "Thank you, Master, Arong will celebrate your birthday in the future!"

In the middle of the night, Yanzhi and Ye Rongzhi were about to go to the mountains. As soon as they left the village, a fast horse ran towards the official road, and they were about to hit Ye Rongzhi.

Yanzhi quickly put a barrier to force the horse to stop. The horse immediately stopped flying out because the horse suddenly stopped. When it landed, it rolled a few times, and its head hit the sharp stone beside the stone road and there was no movement.

Yanzhi felt something was wrong, so Ye Rongzhi quickly stepped forward to check, and his fingers reached into his nose. After a moment, Ye Rongzhi raised his head and looked at Yanzhi, shocked.

Seeing this, Yanzhi felt a little sad and said to herself: I'm afraid it's over this time.

The author has something to say: Danqingshou: "You guys look really abstract..."

The ghosts in the forest: "Anyway, no one sees it, just grow up!"
Chapter completed!