monster's bride

To this day, there is no road opened on the mountain to go up to worship.

Lu Zhizhi searched several times before he found a way, and said without any surprise: "She has never been here once."

Bai Ji: "Your mother hates your father very much."

"I don't know why they got married." Lu Zhizhi broke some branches and bent down to clean up the weeds in front of the tomb.

Bai Ji helped from the side, "I'm glad they got married, otherwise I wouldn't have met you."

Even if he just thinks about it now, he can't stand a world where she never existed.

After cleaning the platform, Lu Zhizhi lit two candles, arranged the snacks he brought, and lit a pile of paper ingots after worshiping.

She looked at the rising smoke and suddenly asked: "With your strange physique, can you see my father like this?"

Bai Ji squinted at the tombstone, stared at it for a moment, and smiled slightly, "I can see it."

Lu Zhizhi: "How is he now?"

All he could see was a mass of remaining unwillingness and resentment, soaked in smoke and twisting and burning around the tombstone, like a crow standing on a dry tree trunk.

Those things hooked Lu Zhizhi's fingers and rubbed against her fingertips without any desire to attack.

"It looks like I miss you very much." Bai Ji smiled and said, "I'm touching your hand."

Lu Zhizhi was slightly startled and looked down at his palm, "Really?"

She had no doubt of the truth of this statement.

Bai Ji: "If it were your mother, she would probably have nightmares for several nights."

"She must have done something sorry for him." Lu Zhizhi stood up and took two steps back, looking at him, "Will he tell you? I heard you said that she felt something was wrong after she went to Bai's house when she was pregnant. "

Bai Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you really believe what I say?"

"Believe it." Lu Zhizhi said, "Anyway, I have learned to accept whatever happens between you and Shi Yu."

Bai Ji said "Hmm", took a step forward, and grabbed a handful in the void in front of the tombstone.

A thick black fog that Lu Zhizhi couldn't see clearly was uprooted from the tombstone. The fox split from his body, opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the dense fog with its teeth and claws.

While digesting that bit of resentment, Bai Ji saw part of the past.

He stood in front of the tomb for a long time. It wasn't until Lu Zhizhi stepped forward to remind him that it was time to leave that he slowly came back to his senses and murmured: "So that's how it is."

"what?"

He smiled slightly: "If you have a chance, I'll let you see it with your own eyes."

"it is good."

Fireworks are allowed to be set off at night in the county town, and during the lively meal times, the cannons at the door keep crackling.

Hu Shulan was busy cooking a large table of dishes, and Fan He pretended to hand Lu Zhizhi a New Year's red envelope, "We have never met each other, so this is my New Year's blessing."

Fan Xiao, who had been out surfing the Internet for a day, finally returned to normal. He thought that he had really not slept well and had nightmares that were too realistic. He was now eating meat to regain his appetite.

The New Year's Eve dinner was not bad, and the atmosphere was harmonious. However, after the meal, Hu Shulan went to the kitchen to wash dishes and received a call from a poker friend.

"Come and play mahjong, Shulan. I haven't seen you in the mahjong parlor for almost half a month." She held her mobile phone between her shoulder and head, glanced at the man and woman sitting together in the living room, washed the dishes and said softly: " Fighting for whatever reason, I won’t go if I don’t have money now.”

"Oh, I'm not in a hurry to ask you to pay back the little money you owe. I still don't have a partner today. I want to celebrate the New Year with some small money. Maybe you will be lucky and win thousands of dollars tonight. Isn’t it easy to repay part of the debt?”

For people with serious gambling addiction, a few words from a poker friend are enough to arouse the itch in their hearts. Hu Shulan struggled with her thoughts until she finished washing the dishes, but finally failed.

She hung up her apron, wiped her hands and said to the people in the living room: "I'm going out. Some friends asked me to visit for a while. I'll come back later to watch the Spring Festival Gala with Zhizhi."

Fan He also answered the phone, then stood up and said, "There's a fire at the Bai family's old house. I'll go over and take a look."

Lu Zhizhi was slightly stunned, "Fire?"

He said: "It seems that the weather was bad and the wind was too strong in the afternoon. Someone was worshiping a shrine inside, and the candlestick collapsed and burned a large area. I went over to see if I could help."

Lu Zhizhi clearly remembered that the door had been closed again when she left. She asked Bai Ji for confirmation, and the other party confirmed that the door had been closed.

It really looked like an accident, but it was also a bit of a coincidence.

She observed Bai Ji for a while and suddenly said: "It seems that it's not something that can hurt you."

He also regretfully replied: "No, I don't have any abnormality, and it is still there."

"Shall we go and have a look? After all, this is your home." Lu Zhizhi still suggested to have a look.

Bai Ji leaned close to her, gently hugged her arm, and leaned against her, a little lazily, "Where is there to go? It's cold and dark, why don't we just sit here and watch TV together."

"Maybe go to bed early tonight." He glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's already eight o'clock."

Lu Zhizhi felt that he just wanted to go to bed and hug her. Because she didn't refuse his closeness last night, was she a lot more presumptuous?

"It's too early. If you don't want to go, just sit and watch TV." Lu Zhizhi refused.

Bai Ji blinked and quietly stretched his arms behind her, "Okay, but aren't you tired of sitting upright? Let's lean down together."

Hu Shulan's family went out separately, and Fan Xiao also went to find his friends to set off fireworks, leaving the two of them sitting in the living room.

Lu Zhizhi picked up an orange and leaned close to the sofa, leaning into his arm.

Bai Ji's arms were pressed against his lower back. Lu Zhizhi adjusted his posture slightly and put his legs on top of him.

The man couldn't suppress his smile under the mask. He smelled the fragrance of her body, touched her hair, and pulled her legs inward on her lap.

"My body is pretty soft."

Lu Zhizhi glanced at him and said honestly: "It's quite soft, but a little cold."

The curve at the corner of Bai Ji's lips quickly fell down, and he said distressedly, "This may not be changed."

"Yeah, so I'm getting used to it." Lu Zhizhi adjusted the channel to the Spring Festival Gala, held a pillow in his arms, and soon fell asleep under the heat of the heater.

Bai Ji became very quiet, silently turned down the sound of the TV, glanced at the clock from time to time, and only waited for her to fall asleep completely before putting her on the bed.

But just when he was about to do this, Hu Shulan's call suddenly came in.

The ringtone woke up Lu Zhizhi, who had fallen asleep immediately. She frowned and took out the cell phone in her pocket to answer the call.

It was only ten o'clock in the evening. Hu Shulan had been out for two hours. She tried her best to suppress her calmness and said: "Zhizhi, are you free now? There is a big iron box in my bedside table. Can you please help me get it?" come out."