The bus stopped, and the dead ghosts did not dare to say a word. Some of them were probably shaking too much. Their heads and arms fell to the ground with a whisper. They wanted to pick it up but were afraid of Xuan Cang, hesitating. Dare to move.
"It seems that you know it."
Xuan Cang flicked his wide sleeves with one hand, the air was soaked with a whine, and the dead ghosts all grabbed the ground with their heads, desperately begging for mercy.
A few of them didn't know what to think, and pleaded with me when they spoke human words.
"Little girl, you have pity on us, let us go!"
"Yeah, yeah, please, let us go!"
Xuan Cang didn't know what to think, that cold jade hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder and pushed me to the group of deadly ghosts.
"Come, tell me, do you want to let them go?" He put his chin on my shoulder, and his voice contained an indescribable sense of temptation. The cool breath blew my earlobes with a prickly touch.
I vaguely realized that Xuan Cang wanted me to let them go, but for such a car of deadly ghosts, let them continue, will there still be living people who will get on this car by mistake in the future and continue to die in vain
Thinking of that possibility, I couldn't help feeling cold.
I hesitated several times while Xuan Cang stared at him with scorching eyes, and finally said to him: "I... don't want to let them go."
As I spoke, the deadly ghosts raised their heads one after another, and the shriveled eyeballs could still see the infinite bitterness in their eyes. Each of them clearly expressed their hatred to me, hating why I didn't let them go.
However, I am a living person, and it is impossible to let them harm people just because of the poor group of dead ghosts.
"Oh, it's really something you would choose." Xuan Cang laughed ironically, I looked at him nervously, but caught a trace of sadness in his expression.
The expression was fleeting, and I almost wondered if I was dazzled by it.
Xuan Cang didn't care about the expressions of the deadly ghosts, and only told the driver: "Qi Wu, you should drive."
The bus started again, and I just wanted to ask Xuan Cang why he didn't get off the bus. With a blink of an eye, the scene in front of me changed drastically.
But this change does not make me happy, because I was taken back to the "Yin Yang" magazine.
A sense of powerlessness rushed to my heart. I sat on the ground in desperation. I saw the attitudes of the ghosts to Xuan Cang at the wedding and on the bus. I knew very well that I was caught by him this time. It would be even harder to escape again. Depressed.
I was exhausted and asked Xuan Cang, "Can't you let me go?"
"can not."
Xuan Cang replied simply and neatly. He wore a long-sleeved aqua-blue robe, and his hem was gently swayed by the breeze. If I didn't know that he was a ghost, I would really like to say something like an immortal.
"Then you can always tell me, why do you have to marry me?"
This time, Xuan Cang hesitated, his eyes looked strange, subtle, wary, and some complicated content that I couldn't understand.
"You can find what I'm looking for." After speaking, he looked down and thought, and added, "It's only a living person can find it, so you don't have to be afraid of me killing you."
Knowing that I won't die, I feel a lot easier, and even I don't understand why I trust a ghost so much.
There was no death threat for the time being, and I became more hesitant, and couldn't help but ask Xuan Cang, "What the hell is going on with that bus? I remember that driver also drives during the day. Is he also a dead man?"
"Where are there so many questions, noisy." Xuan Cang glared at me impatiently, and asked me, "You still have that sachet."
"Take it."
I showed him the sachet in my hand. It was just such a thing. I bought me some time in the car before and waited until Xuan Cang appeared.
Although his appearance was not a good thing, it was better than he had acted as a substitute for the dead.
Xuan Cang's pure black pupils without white eyes stared at the sachet in my hand for a moment, and his gaze climbed along my arm to my face little by little.
"What are you looking at?" The tangible sight gave me a feeling of being crawled over by something on my arm, and the whole person was a little hairy.
From yesterday to now, everything about me is under the control of this male ghost, but I don't know anything about him except a name.
Just knowing that he won't kill me makes me very happy.
Thinking of this, I feel sad for myself from the bottom of my heart, this standard is really too low.
As always, Xuan Cang ignored my question, only took the sachet over, poured out a little censer ash from it, and placed it in his palm.
Just when a bad premonition emerged in my heart, Xuan Cang stretched out his hand in front of me and strongly commanded: "Eat it."
"Are you kidding me?" My eyelids twitched suddenly. Although I often call myself "a girl who eats the soil" poorly, it is absolutely impossible to eat this stuff, okay? !
And it's the incense burner ash taken out of this weird sachet, who knows if it will have any side effects!
Seeing my categorical refusal, Xuan Cang frowned, showing signs of anger, but immediately showed a confusing smile.
"I won't hurt you, eat it."
Xuan Cang Ruyu's hand gently slid across my cheek, and his voice was as soft as someone who could be located. I don't know if there is sunshine in the yard, and I felt in a daze that his hands are not so cold anymore.
I stared at Xuan Cang's dark eyes in a daze. There seemed to be an invisible spiral nest in the middle, which attracted me to sink deeply.
"That's right, I will be so obedient in the future."
When Xuan Cang's words appeared, I felt a dryness in my throat, and the censer ash in his palm was gone. What made me even more ashamed was that there were still a few sparkles and saliva in the jade-white palm. .
I looked at Xuan Cang in shock, remembering his abnormal behavior just now, and immediately understood that he had placed one.
Obviously, it is the same trick as that crazy kid in the car. Why did I get fooled twice in a row
My scalp was numb and I touched the skin of my throat, and tremblingly asked him, "What did you eat for me?"
"The elixir that allows you to give birth to me an heir."
Xuan Cang's expression was extremely serious, but I was so frightened that my legs became weak.
Give birth to an heir, give birth to an heir for a ghost? !
I slammed Xuan Cang's hand away, and fell to the ground, ignoring the fear of him, and shouted at him loudly: "What are you kidding, who is going to give you a baby!"
Xuan Cang's already white and excessive face was almost transparent in the sunlight, he looked down at me with cold eyes, and suddenly smiled sarcastically.
"It is indeed a joke, my child, you are not qualified to give birth."