Who the hell is so brave and dares to break into Yan Chixia's home?

Could it be that vixen?

Liao Wenjie murmured in his heart. He had already seen that Yan Chixia must have had an unknown past with the vixen when she was young. If it is not safe, Yan Chixia is no longer a boy.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why Yan Chixia failed to do her job and let the vixen escape in the end.

So, the fox fairy came to repay the favor tonight?

Liao Wenjie's eyes lit up and he waved his hand to wipe out the candles on the table. He wanted to enjoy this scene.

As soon as the room went dark, Xiaoshuang immediately shivered and cried with a hint of trembling: "Immortal... Immortal..."

"Do not talk!"

"Um."

Xiaoshuang gritted her teeth and nodded, walked to the bed and sat down.

Liao Wenjie was full of expectations, waiting to see Yan Chixia's gossip, but the result was disappointing. He was just an ordinary female ghost, following the scholar Cui Hongjian.

"You are so brave. You dare to break into Yan Chixia's lair. This one must not be a local ghost..."

…

Cui Hongjian walked into Wumenju with a load on his back. He greeted Shi'er with a spring breeze on his face. The latter lit a lamp and boiled oil and folded paper cranes in the pavilion. He was completely focused on not hearing the outside world. Let alone ghosts entering the door, it was Cui Hongjian, a living person.

Didn't even notice.

Today, Cui Hongjian went to the small lake again and met Mochou again. The two of them looked at the mung beans and made eye contact.

Cui Hongjian took a step slower, and when he ran to the waterside pavilion in the center of the lake, he lost track of Mochou again.

Not only was he not disappointed, he was also very happy. Even a blind person could see that the lady was waiting for him, and it was clear that she had some ideas.

As luck would have it, he also had an idea, and we almost hit it off immediately.

Back in his room, Cui Hongjian lit a candle, spread out a piece of white paper, and giggled while recalling Mochou's voice and smile.

The inkstone is grinding and the fog is rising, and the brush is stained with clouds.

He slowly began to draw, sketching on the white paper, and drew a portrait of Mochou dressed in plain white.

Cui Hongjian was enjoying painting in the house, but he had no idea that the woman in the painting was peeping at him outside the window.

While the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind, Mo Chou stands outside the window and peeks at Cui Hongjian, thinking that no one knows about it, but she doesn't know that Liao Wenjie is standing in front of the hole in the window, holding a money sword in his hand.

What should I do if a female ghost covets the beauty of a scholar and stalks him?

Of course he was beaten to death. You can't pretend to be a scholar!

"Small……"

Xiaoshuang took a few steps forward and looked at the back of the female ghost. Her face turned from fear to shock, and finally to ecstasy. As soon as she opened her mouth, Liao Wenjie raised her hand to cover it.

"Don't make any noise. Just stay here and I'll beat that harmful female ghost to death."
Chapter completed!