Chapter 163: School girl is only Xiao Piao Piao (47-48)

Can't it?

Wouldn't it be recognized?

"...This agreement follows the laws of the underworld. As long as both men and women are at least fifteen years old, it will take effect immediately after signing the agreement."

Zhong Lixun raised his hand, rubbed his soft head, and explained with a light smile, "So it is just a special ceremony for Yang Jian, and it will not be subject to the laws of Yang Jian."

"That's it."

Xiang Xing nodded seemingly.

As if thinking of something again, his soft eyes rolled, and his small mouth squashed unhappily.

"That, that's the case,"

She drooped her head and muttered softly, "Can you still marry a wife in Yangjian..."

"What nonsense are you talking about."

Zhong Lixun grinned helplessly.

Zhong Lixun grinned helplessly.

He paused, suddenly raised his hand, and gently cupped the little guy's listless cheeks.

Staring at the drooping pair, glancing at the soft eyes elsewhere, his voice was slightly muted, "Xing'er, look at me, huh?"

"Well……"

Xiang Xing slightly bulged his small face, and slightly raised his lowered eyes.

Suddenly, I realized that the exquisite beauty that was enough to make people fascinated, suddenly magnified in front of my eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he squinted his eyes slightly and kissed it without hesitation.

...

After a while, the two people separated slightly, and the two foreheads offset each other.

Zhong Lixun smiled low with a hoarse voice, with an intoxicating tenderness.

"I will marry you a ghost wife in my life, and I won't marry anyone again, eh?"

Seeing that Xiang Xing's face still had a slight depression, he paused, then tilted his head, and continued to kiss her.

Many, many times.

It wasn't until the little guy couldn't bear it himself that he quickly blocked his next move.

Nodding again and again: "Okay, I believe you."

"It's not in vain that I have proved it so many times."

Zhong Lixun curled up the corners of his scarlet lips contentedly.

Only then took her up, and solemnly led her to the courtyard of Zhongli's house.

At noon, the ceremony officially began.

After a whole set of procedures, Xiang Xing felt that it seemed to be no different from ancient marriages.

It's the two tablets used for marriage, which seem to make people feel fuzzy.

...Of course she is not human, so she doesn't feel anything.

As for all the people who are away from home in this clock, and the "people", they seem to be joking.

Until the two of them were paying respects seriously, Xiang Xing saw Zhong Lixun take out two rings made of jade with a warm and transparent texture.

After that, he handed one of them to her, with a faint smile.

Xiang Xing understood, and returned him with a sweet smile, and took the ring.

The two exchanged wear.

At the moment when the jade ring and the knuckles were combined, the little guy suddenly saw the plain ring, which suddenly became red.

In the ring, there are wispy red water patterns, revealing a different kind of beauty.

"This is a blood contract."

Seeing the little guy staring at his fingers suspiciously, Zhong Lixun gave a low laugh, leaning in her ear to explain softly.

"It's my blood, so I won't betray you. I'm looking for another wife in Yangjian... Now, don't you worry about it?"

"what……"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing couldn't help raising his soft eyes in astonishment and staring at him.

Her pink lips were pursed, and her soft brows frowned slightly, "Will your sacrifice be too big?"

"Will not."

The boy answered without hesitation.

He laughed and bowed his head, dropped another kiss on the pink lips, making an oath.

"Wow!! Congratulations to the second master and the second grandma!!"

The surrounding ghosts cheered excitedly, with endless applause...

Under a big tree in the corner of the courtyard, the female ghost in the goose yellow dress was cautiously hiding behind the tree trunk, watching everything from a distance.

Envy gradually appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

After a long time, she sighed lightly and turned to leave.

Xiang Xing paused for a moment after the disappearance of the color of Yu Guang, and he couldn't help but look sideways subconsciously.

Looking at the empty tree, she frowned slightly, thinking.

...

Into the night.

In the cool breeze, Xiang Xing hugged a thermos kettle that came from the chef ghost and fluttered out of Zhongli's house.

Floating to the back of the mansion, under a corner wall.

Looking at the female ghost in the yellow dress who was sitting on the fence and staring at the moonlight in a daze, her head tilted and her pink lips pressed firmly.

It took off in a fluttering manner, flew to the side of the female ghost, and sat down.

"Miss Sister,"

The little guy evoked a soft and sweet, irresistible signature smile, and slammed the thermos in his hand into the arms of the astonished female ghost.

He blinked at her soft eyes and said, "This is a great soup made by Uncle Ling Ling. It is very spiritual and delicious!"

"……what."

The female ghost was startled, suddenly laughed, and politely bowed to Xiang Xingfu, "Thank you, the second grandma."

"You are welcome!"

Xiang Xing waved his small hand proudly, his eyes bright, "You didn't participate in the ceremony at noon, and you didn't eat anything in the afternoon. You need to drink more to replenish your spiritual energy!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the female ghost shook her hands holding the thermos.

She panicked, and hurriedly bowed her head to Xiang Xing to plead guilty, "I'm sorry, the second young lady, I..."

"I know, you are just hiding from Zhongli Jing."

Xiang Xing laughed and interrupted her apologies.

"I have heard of your rumors,"

He tilted his head suddenly, curiously and suspiciously blinking soft eyes at her, and said softly, "But, between you and Zhong Lijing, it's really only you who broke his things, and then he gets angry. Is that simple? "

"So, Miss Sister, would you like to have a chat with me?"

As the little guy said, he raised his little hand and swears seriously, "I promise, I will never tell anyone!...Neither will the ghost!"

"..."

The female ghost was startled again.

She pursed her lips, intending to remain silent.

But the lovely face in front of her was full of sincere, and the seriousness of that face really made it difficult for her to keep on...

She saw her shoulders trembled and finally let out a deep breath.

Whispered.

"...My name is A Rong. Since I can remember, I have been with the young master and be his guardian spirit."

"Young Master has a lot of ghosts, and all of them have high spiritual power... Only me, unremarkable, and not capable of anything."

"But the eldest master does not dislike me, he gave me a job to clean, and my daily job is to tidy up and wipe the treasures that provide him with yin."

"The days have passed day by day...until that day."

As A Rong said, he suddenly raised his hand and flipped.

A piece of broken assimilation jade appeared in her palm.

She laughed a little disappointedly, and continued, "I went to the young master's room to clean as usual that day, and I saw this thing on the table."

"The moment I saw it, I thought it was a little familiar, so I picked it up and looked at it."