My Time Travel Phone

Before long, Anyang took out another bottle of Wuliangye, threw it to Yan Chixia, and drank it with him.

Regardless of other aspects, the modern brewing process is far superior to ancient times, especially distilled wine. Not only is the color clear and transparent, it is many times better than the ancient muddy wine, the degree is also very high, the fragrance is more intense, it is not so-called " "Water and wine" is comparable.

Yan Chixia is a standard drunkard. If he can bear the temptation of food, the wine is his nemesis, and he drinks it with the wine.

More than fifty degrees of white wine, even with Yan Cabernet's amount of wine, is a bit uncontrollable. As people gradually become weak, the relationship with Anyang quickly gets closer, and Anyang dare not let him drink more, fearing a sudden crisis at night He can't wake up.

Anyang pretended to ask unintentionally: "Brother Yan, how long have you been here in Lan Ruo Temple?"

Yan Chixia did not doubt him, thought for a while, and said, "It's been 14 days. It will be half a month tomorrow. I don't know if Xiahou's madman has chased him."

Anyang's eyes narrowed, and tomorrow will be half a month, which means that Ning Caichen will come here tomorrow, and at the same time, Xiahou Yan Yanxia said will also come.

Yan Chixia hiccupped and said, "Anyang, what kind of wine are you, better than the tribute that I stole when I worked for the court!"

Anyang said: "Home-brewed, if Brother Yan likes it, wait for me to come home and pull you a cart over!"

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Okay! Hahahaha, I do n’t hide from you. I have an agreement with the monsters here. I can only kill bad guys. If I kill a good guy, I will get rid of them. Appearances of appearances and Qi Yuxuan are certainly not bad people. As long as you can withstand the temptation, the monsters dare not kill you! "

Anyang pouted his lips, thinking that your warning did not seem to work. The Millennium Tree Demon at the critical moment is also unrelenting.

At night, he took his package and went upstairs along the rotten staircase beside him.

Soon he was going to see a ghost for the first time in his life. He really felt a little upset. Nie Xiaoqian wanted to be extremely beautiful. I do n’t know who is more beautiful than in the movie!

Pushed the door open, raised the oil lamp in his hand, but held the mobile phone as a mirror in his hand.

Sure enough, through the mobile phone screen, he saw a white shadow flashing behind him, and the door was slowly pushed open, revealing a pale but beautiful face, watching him calmly, and his scattered hair was blown by the wind. Covering the face, there is a more poignant, people can not help but want to pamper her.

"Shen Yun is somewhat similar to Wang Zuxian, but it is obviously more beautiful. Perhaps the difference is that she is a real female ghost, and Wang Zuxian is an individual."

"No wonder in this wilderness, there are so many people who are willing to ignore everything for her until they are sucked to dry blood."

Bai Ying left lightly, and the door closed silently.

Anyang was a little uneasy in his heart, slamming, but he did n’t see what he was doing. Hanging the purchased painting in the house, he found a mat in the corner and spread it on the ground, regardless of the blood on it. Down.

Saw such a poignant Nie Xiaoqian, he was not so afraid in his heart, and gradually calmed down, but also kept his eyes open and dared not fall asleep.

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Near midnight, a gust of wind blew through, his door suddenly opened, but outside the door was a scene of another room, brightly lit, smoky, candlelight swaying, light gauze tent, sitting in a huge wooden barrel An extremely beautiful woman is gently washing her tender arms with a scoop of water.

Skin white Ruoxue, muscle like curd fat, bright eyes halo teeth, beautiful eyes cleverly look, I look still pitiful, it really is a peerless beauty.

Anyang glanced, and saw that the bucket was covered with red rose petals, blocking the looming peak, he was startled, and got up and walked outside the door.

Nie Xiaoqian concealed her eyebrows and looked at him shyly, but with a gesture of enchanting sentient beings.

Anyang did not squint, walked to the door and stopped, gently closed the door, closing his eyes as if he hadn't seen it.

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, and then waved her hand, the candlelight in the barrel before him disappeared, and a white dress flew from a distance, wrapping her perfect body.

Shortly after Anyang closed his eyes, there was a soft knock on the door outside. He opened his eyes and said calmly, "The door is unlocked."

The door opened with a creak, and a woman dressed in white walked in with pitiful eyes. Like Ning Caichen in the movie, she fell on Anyang when she came in and said, "Son, I'm so scared Yeah! "

Anyang only felt that the body was soft and light, and the lines on the woman were exquisite and he could smell the faint fragrance. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down as much as possible, saying: "Don't worry, girl, what are you afraid of ? "

Nie Xiaoqian raised his head and looked at him pitifully: "Son, this wild country, I dare not sleep alone."

Anyang gently pushed her away and said, "Since the girl knows that it is a wilderness, why do you need to come here?"

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, her eyes fluttered, and she looked sad: "Ah! My father and mother passed by here, but they met a gangster. Both gangsters were hurt by the gangster, and only I escaped under the hood of the father and mother. He came out and fled into the ruined temple while taking advantage of the night, but heard howling howling here, the sound of the wind and the windows and doors echoed, and he was even more afraid! "

Said these words, she was sincere, and her face was full of grief that could not be pretended. If it was not Anyang who knew the plot long ago, she would have to believe her words.

It ’s true that Nie Xiaoqian and her father and mother passed by here, and it was also true that they met the gangsters, but it was her who was the first to be killed. Her father and mother never fought to protect her and she did n’t escape into the broken temple. Her ashes were buried under the old tree, and now she is just a lone soul ghost controlled by the millennium tree demon.

Thinking about this, Anyang sighed and said, "Girl, I think the outside of Lan Ruo Temple is all wild country ridges and thorn forests. It is not easy for you to get here through the forest!"

Nie Xiaoqian quickly looked up at him, her eyes seemed to shed a little tears, and said softly: "Yes, son, you have to pity others tonight."

Anyang glanced down and continued: "But the girl clearly walked through the bushes of thorns, but why was she neatly dressed, even the white, flowing, fairy groups are spotless?"

Nie Xiaoqian was startled, and his expression suddenly sank!

This student is so witty!

Anyway, my grandma is at the critical moment recently. You must breathe yang and essence and blood. In order to complete the task, even if this person is not fooled, she must hand him over to grandma, just do it all the time, just ignore the priest!

She turned to Anyang and leaned her head out, gently opened her lips, and slowly spit out a white smoke, but she saw Anyang turned her head like she had expected, avoiding her charm, and took off a painting hanging on the wall. Get up and hand it to her.

"Girl, since you are alone and lonely, then I will send you a picture, I hope it can be with you to spend the night together, until tomorrow morning, or ask the girl to leave here as soon as possible, everyone has their own After returning home, Lan Ruo Temple is not a place to stay for a long time. "

Nie Xiaoqian heard this sentence, the mood in her eyes was low, and somehow her heart was full of bitterness.

"Oh, everyone has their own destination ..."

Her golden pagoda was controlled by the Millennium Tree Monster, and she didn't know where she was going. She wanted to reincarnate, but the Millennium Tree Monster didn't give her this opportunity at all.

She had just opened the picture, she was stunned and closed it again quickly!

"Master, this painting ...... Where did you come from this painting?"

Anyang said: "When Bai Ri passed by Guobei County today, I saw someone selling paintings on the roadside. I saw that the woman in this painting was beautiful and immortal, but she was reduced to being sold by a copper odor vendor on the street. I tried to save it and bought it back. I thought it had something to do with me. I didn't expect to realize it at the moment when I saw the girl. This picture was bought for the girl. "

Nie Xiaoqian was startled and looked at Anyang with a bit more intolerance. She put away the painting and remembered her grandmother's account, then gritted her teeth and said, "Son, the ancients often said that the Spring Festival is worth a lot of gold. Today, you and I are destined, son. Another picture was given to the little girl. The little girl liked it very much, but she didn't think it was a reward. She had no choice but to ask her son not to be disappointed or to live up to this short and good night. "

With that, she flung herself into Anyang's arms with a charming face, and uncovered her clothes. She took Anyang's hand and reached into her chest. The gauze of the lower body hung down, revealing a pair of shapely tight legs, dazzling white. .

Anyang's heart shook, his palms were full of smoothness, and he looked down, but he only saw a piece of white skin, and quickly took his hands back.

"Girl, please don't do this. Although the niche has no family, but it is definitely not the person of Meng Lang. If the girl is lonely and unbearable, the niche can play the flute and tell the story to the girl, just ask the girl to take care of herself."

Although Nie Xiaoqian is delicate, tender, and pitiful, it really makes people feel pity, but he knows that if he really has an idea for Nie Xiaoqian, he will **** himself into a corpse if he does not wait for a moment to kiss Fang Ze. Yan Chixia does not necessarily save herself when she comes.

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, and she saw the painting in front of her in a trance. She used to be a boudoir, and she had not been reduced to such a field, and it was impossible to seduce a man at night. Standing up slowly, I was ready to be scolded by my grandma. I picked up the painting on the ground and walked barefoot to the door.

"Since that is the case, then I will retreat. The son is right. This Lan Ruo Temple is not a place to stay for a long time. As soon as the sun shines tomorrow, please ask the son to leave here quickly."

Seeing that she was leaving, Anyang quickly grabbed her: "Wait ... I don't know your name yet."

Nie Xiaoqian turned around, the voice was soft and sweet: "Son, my name is Nie Xiaoqian."

Anyang said: "My name is Anyang."

Nie Xiaoqian pushed the door open, pressed both hands on the door, and turned back and said, "Son Anyang, don't pass it today, goodbye, but ... I hope we will never see you again."

Hearing this, Anyang knew that he had a good impression in Nie Xiaoqian ’s mind, but he would be here again tomorrow night. The intimacy was not enough. It can guarantee the stability of today, but it may not necessarily guarantee tomorrow. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

He quickly reached out: "Wait ..."

Nie Xiaoqian looked back again: "Son Anyang, is there anything else?"

Anyang took a bamboo flute from his bag and said, "Since Xiaoqian is lonely, why do n’t you let me play a flute for you?"

Nie Xiaoqian chuckled lightly, pale, and nodded and said, "Alright."

Anyang immediately lifted his flute and began to play it. It was the original version of the Ghost Story theme song by Zhao Guorong and Wang Zuxian. The name was Ghost Story.

After the song ended, Nie Xiaoqian's eyes circulated, saying: "This song is very nice, but the flute sound is too light, and the feeling of blowing it out with hole flute should be better."

Anyang's eyes lit up and said: "Little Qianqian still understands the rhythm. It's great. I don't know if the girl may have a hole flute. I can bring it tomorrow night and let me play another song for you."

Nie Xiaoqian's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said, "No, the son should leave as soon as possible tomorrow."

Anyang pretended to be somewhat lost and said, "That's it, but I still have many stories, but I can spend this long night with Xiaoqian girl. I wonder if Xiaoqian girl may be interested?"

"No more, thank you son for your kindness, Xiaoqian took the lead." Nie Xiaoqian shook his head and walked straight out the door.

Anyang stretched out his hand and wanted to keep it until he closed the door, and then withdrew a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Nie Xiaoqian is already kind and weak, and being forced to work for the tiger all these years has made her heart fragile and easily moved.

He knew that he had successfully left a shadow in Nie Xiaoqian's heart. At least when he next faced Nie Xiaoqian, he didn't have to worry about harming her.

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