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The sky is bright and the fog has cleared, and the monsters and monsters of a few hours ago seem to be just a grotesque and terrifying nightmare.

Ye Ji pulled out a handful of uneven dogtail grass on the spot, dipped his fingers in his water bottle that never seemed to bottom out, rubbed the grass roots one by one, and then inserted them one by one around the tunnel entrance.The rootless and stalkless foxtail swayed in the wind, but it just stood upright.

A thin layer of white mist gradually rises from the sunny road just now. The mist is different from the unpredictability of last night, but the kind of water mist that rises from the vast river when day and night alternate. It is cool and clean, and washes away all bitterness Bad luck.

The deep tunnel gradually got lost behind the chaotic mist. Ye Ji patted the broken grass in his palm: "Okay, there are a lot of people who are good at seeking death these days, so we have to be careful. If two more lives are lost, our Director Lu will die." It's time to go to the gate of the big leader and hang himself to apologize."

Shen Yuan's teeth were itchy, and he always felt that Ye Ji pointed at Sang and scolded Huai at himself.

"Ye Laosan! Ye Laosan! Look at this!" Qibu's golden-red feathers were particularly bright and eye-catching in the sun.

Ye Jin took a look at its chubby figure, his face sank, he strode over and reached out to grab the bouncing fat bird: "Who told you to dance on the front of my car?! I just washed the car yesterday, and it's gone again." Why did you jump a window of bird shit!"

Qi Bu flapped his wings desperately, kicked his paws straight, and his scream almost pierced Ye Ji's eardrum: "Master Bu, I kindly sent you the car! Ye Laosan, you are not human! Ye Laosan, you have no conscience!"

Ye Ji turned a deaf ear to it, threw the bird into Shen Yuan's arms, checked the car with distress, and after confirming that it was all right, he turned to Bu Ying and said, "You..."

The young man's pale face flashed in front of his eyes, Ye Ji raised his arms in time and sank suddenly, his head and face were blank for two seconds.

Qibu pecked at the wings, poked out the sharp beak to look carefully, and said gloatingly, "Tsk tsk tsk, Ye Laosan, you tossed other children like this in just one night?"

"Put away your filthy thoughts." Ye Ji glanced at him contemptuously, stretched and retracted his five fingers in his arms, pretended to be embarrassed for a while, and carefully placed him on the co-pilot, After fastening the seat belt, he took out a blanket from the trunk and covered it tightly.

"Brother Bu, what's wrong?" Shen Yuan looked worriedly at Bu Feren's bloodless face.

Ye Ji turned on the stereo, played a soothing and light sutra, and said lightly: "I'm just very tired, let him sleep for a while."

Qibu circled the golden-rimmed black eyes twice towards Buying, and laughed.

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Bu Ying fell into a dark sleep, as if she wanted to dispel the tiredness accumulated for a long time at once, but the long sleep was not peaceful.

The sky is dark red of ochre, with streaks of yellow mixed in the red, echoing the cracked earth beneath our feet.

It has been two and a half months without a drop of rain, and the lingering famine and plague have wiped out all life in this land, leaving only mountains of bones and dying refugees.The locusts that caused the disaster were rushed to eat up, and even the last few crops of bark and grass roots were squeezed out.

Fern sat on a stone that was smoldering in the sun, with the skeleton of a baby at its feet.The bones of the whole body were broken, and the incisions were neat. There was no flesh and skin left on the smooth white bones, and they were shaved clean.The skeleton was placed in a crouched state, as if still in the arms of a mother.

"Does it hurt?" Step Fern asked it.

The baby who had just landed didn't understand anything, and sat on his own bone, biting his thumb, shaking his head and smiling at him.

Step Fern thought it was a bit silly, maybe it wouldn't be a smart kid when it grew up, so the bamboo stick knocked on the ground.The dry dust swirled with the wind, and the fiery air was mixed with a strange coldness. Gray figures floated faintly in the distorted air, and they cupped their hands in the distance: "Mr. Dao."

"I lost one." The old and yellowed bamboo stick touched the childish undead.

Ying Ling was not afraid of him at all, and rubbed his thin hands with the bamboo stick attached.

Gray Shadow lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "Since the severe drought, 8000 people have died. I really have no way to spare. If the Taiqing Realm does not bring blessings, thousands of dead souls above the world of mortals and under the Nine Springs will not rest in peace."

"This matter has nothing to do with the Taiqing Realm." Bu Ying wanted to pull out the bamboo stick, but didn't want to touch the baby's remains, and it shattered into a ball.Yingling was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, crying so loudly.Bu Ying was silent, lowered her eyelids and coaxed stiffly, "Don't cry."

Ying Ling didn't listen, Bu Fern couldn't do anything, he waved his hand to signal Hui Ying to take it away quickly.The baby was clutching the bamboo stick, gray shadow was in a dilemma, Bu Ye simply threw the bamboo stick to him, brushed off a layer of dust on the robe, and slowly got up.

"Where is the Taoist Lord going? Many dead souls have been stranded in the Taishan Mansion Hall, waiting for the Taoist Lord to measure and pardon the crime."

"That's why I'm going. I'll go back as soon as I go. If I really can't wait, I'll just make my own decision." Bu Fern rolled up her sleeves gracefully.

Seeing this posture, Hui Ying knew that his Taoist lord was going to beat someone up again, so he shut his mouth wisely.

The baby spirit was still sobbing, Bu Ying paused, bent over and flicked its forehead: "I owe you once, and I will pay you back next time."

The crying stopped abruptly, and Bu Fei smiled slightly, with a clean and dignified posture under the dusty robe, leaving a plain charm in the yellow sky and terracotta.

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In the fifty-square-meter space, the Taoist scriptures were recited mechanically over and over again, and Bu Fei opened her eyes and was almost hypnotized again.After sleeping for too long, his limbs and central nervous system were temporarily split. It took him a while to slowly regain the sense of his hands and feet, and he tore off half of the quilt that was about to suffocate him.

Leaning on the rocking chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a person was paralyzed, his long legs were wide open, and a stack of unread scriptures was resting on his knees. His sharp eyes were closed at this time, and he was sleeping soundly.Ye Ji who was asleep and Ye Ji who were awake seemed to be two people, neither domineering, frivolous, nor flashy occasionally.In his deep sleep, he was introverted and peaceful, his body stretched into a very relaxed posture, basking in the sun like a lazy big cat.

Bu Fei sat up carefully, trying to pour himself a glass of water.As soon as the person moved, Ye Ji, who was still sleeping soundly just now, opened his eyes quickly, stared sleepily at Bu Ying, froze for several seconds, and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had just confirmed the person in front of him.Stretching carelessly, the stretched abdominal muscles were clearly drawn by the jacket, with clear boundaries, and a strong masculine breath rushed towards his face.

Shaking off the rest of his drowsiness, he sauntered over to the fern bed, poured a glass of water, and grinned: "I'm awake."

"Thank you." The voice of the newly woken up fern was hoarse, and his thin and gentle appearance gave people the illusion that he was easy to bully.

Ye Ji bullied without thinking, and drank it all in one gulp.

"..." Bu Fern's nerves were still sluggish, and he froze for a moment.

The corners of Ye Ji's eyes and brows were all wilted, and he smacked his mouth with great interest.

The corner of Bu Fern's mouth twitched fiercely, and he glanced at him coldly.

"Tsk tsk tsk! You're still so angry when you wake up." Ye Ji didn't tease him again this time, he filled the cup in his hand, turned his palm around, and it was already steaming when he handed it over, "Dreaming?"

Step Fern whizzed out air-conditioning, but did not answer.

Ye Ji forced the cup into his hand, and said shamelessly: "Don't be polite, Bu Zhiguan, it's just a glass of water, it's not worth a few favors, don't be afraid." Sitting down, stretching his long arms over the head of the bed, he raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "What dream did you have just now?"

The suddenly shortened distance made Bu Fei frowned: "It's nothing, you stay away."

"They're all old men, why are you ashamed!" Ye Ji looked at him innocently, and then rubbed his eyes forward, his eyes darkened, "I really didn't dream about the customs, the past, huh?"

Bu Fei took a deep breath, and suddenly smiled faintly: "I dreamed of an itchy bastard."

Ye Ji's expression froze unnaturally, and unconsciously opened a little distance: "Oh, who is it?"

Bu Ying glanced at him, and took a few sips of water slowly: "I'm a worthless, hopeless younger brother."

"..." Ye Ji is planning to discuss with him the criteria for measuring success. For example, whether a weapon is successful or not depends on the past, but on the present and the future, or a certain part, which must be very large.

Qi Bu pecked at the door shaking the world, "Ye Lao San, don't hide here and make a fuss! Director Lu calls you down for a meeting!"

"It's time for a dog!" Ye Ji choked back his words and stuffed them back abruptly, rolled up his sleeves, and said gloomily, "This old bird can't be roasted today, wait, brother roasted it for you Replenish your body."

His elder brother said it so smoothly, Bu Fei raised his eyebrows, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I'll go too."

"You can pull it down," Ye Ji pushed the man back to the bed with one hand, his brows were frowned, "Look in the mirror and look at your face, it's not much better than a living dead. Why go out and mess around, you're going to play with ghosts."

"You underestimate me." Bu Fei waved his hand away indifferently.

Ye Ji held onto his shoulder tightly and did not let go, Bu Ying raised his voice: "Ye Ji!"

After a while, Ye Ji slowly relaxed his strength inch by inch, and pressed down heavily the moment he left his warm body under the palm.

Bu Fei raised her eyebrows in confusion.

Ye Ji condescendingly appraised every expression on his face, his sharp eyes seemed to cut open the ordinary skin, and gouge out the three souls and seven souls to see through them one by one.

"Do not lie to me."

He only said such a sentence, but the weight of each word was extraordinary.After speaking, he picked up Buying's coat and handed it over. When Buying took over, he smiled abruptly and shook his head: "Don't lie to me again."

The author has something to say:

Ah, it's the first time Aurora in Memories appears!Does it have the aura of a boss?I’m going to travel to Chongqing on Wednesday this week. It’s about five days. I have saved manuscripts but not enough. I’ll try to maintain daily updates!I also plan to take the notebook with me, trying to capture the time code words~

Today's Christmas, no matter if we can't pass this festival, we'll have fun anyway.Merry Christmas, babies~