Chapter 160: The school girl is a little fluttering (41-42)

Zhong Lixun took the little guy and returned to sit on the futon.

"Intensify your practice so that you can better adapt to the Yin Qi here."

He pointed to the weird things behind him, and explained with a chuckle, "The yin here is too strong. It's very possible that a young ghost like you can't bear it."

"So, you have to obediently learn from me the formula for absorbing and controlling the power of ghosts, do you know?"

After the boy said, he suddenly looked like an old professor with a serious face, staring at her solemnly.

"……Oh."

Xiang Xing couldn't, but she could only moisten her mouth with her powder, and responded indifferently.

...

Two hours later.

Seeing Xiang Xing already able to simply use the spiritual control technique he taught, and standing in front of the display cabinet enthusiastically practicing combat, Zhong Lixun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The fatigue between the eyebrows was no longer suppressed, and he took a deep breath.

"Okay, stop playing."

He slightly hooked his scarlet lips, stood up lightly, and pulled the tiger-headed little guy back and sat down on the edge of the bed together.

After thinking for a while, he lowered his delicate eye corners, deliberately putting on a weak look.

"...Master, what's the matter with you?"

Xiang Xing was taken aback by the youth's face, he couldn't help raising his hand worriedly, and gently stroked his forehead.

But the next second, his wrist was gently clasped.

The voice is extremely soft: "Xu was a bit stuffy in the chest because he spent a lot of spiritual energy when teaching you the spell just now."

As he said, Zhong Lixun's eyes flickered.

He sighed faintly, tilted his head slightly, winking at the little guy pretendingly.

"Hey, if you can get another Yin Qi, you should be able to recover..."

"..."

Xiang Xing's cheeks fainted.

He discovered his unabashed intention.

Nevertheless, she resignedly sighed secretly and shook her small head slightly.

Forget it.

As a thank you for teaching his spells.

After thinking about it, the little guy pursed his pink lips.

He couldn't help turning around, and his slender arms quickly looped around his neck.

Kiss gently and actively.

"..."

The sudden action caused Zhong Lixun to open his eyes in a little astonishment.

He had just discovered that she had seen her intention.

Now this is the plan, or is it sincere?

...

Ah.

The boy paused slightly, and couldn't help narrowing his amber eyes.

The well-knotted palm lifted up and gently stroked the back of Xiang Xing's Xiaorong head.

Anyway, he didn't lose anyway.

Thinking about it, Zhong Lixun's gaze flickered slightly, and he gradually turned back to the main goal.

...

He didn't let go of her until the little guy was dizzy.

He gently embraced it again.

"...You, you should go to bed, it's almost three o'clock."

Xiang Xing took a few deep breaths, and after slowing down, he continued to persuade while rubbing his moist soft eyes.

"okay."

Zhong Lixun finally stopped insisting.

He thought for a while, gently hugged her horizontally, and wrapped her into the quilt on the side of the bed.

He lies on the other side.

He also put a few pillows between the two with great intentions.

Then I turned off the lights and lay down, "Then I'm going to bed, good night."

"……Good night."

Xiang Xing hugged a small pillow, and after Zhong Lixun closed his eyes, he also closed his eyes.

...

Three minutes later.

She opened her soft eyes and jumped out of bed lightly.

Harmful.

She is a ghost, can't sleep at all...

After thinking about it, the little guy finally opened the door quietly and sneaked out to play.

...

It was quite lively when Zhong was away from home at night.

Everyone is asleep.

But the guard ghosts seemed to have finally ushered in their own moments, squatting in this huge house.

Xiang Xing leaned down in front of the corridor fence upstairs, looking down curiously.

She found that the ghosts of the big family seemed to be quite distinctive.

I have seen four open-minded ones before, and one of them is her grand-uncle, dressed in modern casual clothes, sitting in the living room playing mahjong.

Several maids dressed up as chefs worked in the dining room and kitchen, preparing food for the ghosts.

There are also a few middle-aged female ghosts wearing modern cheongsams, ancient undergarments, and medieval style large ladies' skirts, standing on the other side of the living room, very middle-aged aunts chatting gossip.

"I heard that the second young master brought a little girl back today, she looks very beautiful and lovely."

"How she looks is not the point, the point is that she smells of free grass!"

"Oh my goodness, is this true? That's great, the second young master's life can finally be saved!"

...

Listening to the gossip aunts downstairs talking about themselves, and the more they talked, Xiang Xing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She scratched the back of her head, just floated up and continued to visit another place.

This was floating, but suddenly found that a very light goose-yellow figure passed by in front of her eyes.

The little guy was stunned and couldn't help but stop and look.

But I saw a tall female ghost wearing a goose-yellow chiffon dress, with a very outstanding appearance, lying silently in front of the door of a bedroom, as if listening to something.

The current situation, the ghosts passing by, let me talk about it first.

"She eavesdropped on Young Master's door again today."

"Hey, do you think the eldest master will forgive her?"

"I don't think so... the thing she broke, but the young master's very important baby!"

"I think so too……"

During the words, Xiang Xing suddenly felt that the female ghost in front of him moved.

As if sensing something, he looked back at her with a bit of astonishment.

But when the eyes of both sides met, the whole ghost paused, and it turned into green smoke, hurriedly fled and disappeared...

"...???"

The little guy tilted his head with a question mark on his face.

She is so scary, no, is she scaring ghosts?

Well.

...

Early the next morning, Shi Qin gathered all the people and ghosts from Zhongli's house together, set up a small white board, and held a family meeting.

"Hmm!"

Shi Qin cleared her throat formally, and the pointer tapped on the small white board with a serious face, "Then, let's discuss today, Xiao Xing'er and Ah Xun's naturalization."

"I already understand the background of Xiao Xing'er, but at the ceremony, she needs two things from her in order to be successful."

As she said, she glanced at Xiang Xing who was holding the small notebook and listening seriously.

He smiled and asked, "Little Xing'er, where are your remains or ashes, and the tablet? Mom can send someone to retrieve it for you."

"Uh……"

Xiang Xing was dazed, remembering the video he saw last night.

I couldn't help drooping his head in depression, playing with my little finger, "The tablet is still there, that is, my ashes, mixed with black dog blood by my stepmother, rushed into the toilet."

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