Black Lotus Tactics Manual

"Not seen."

He didn't lift his eyes, opened his mouth and answered, paused for a moment, and there was an innocent smile in the corner of his mouth again, "This is Miss Ling's home, you can't find it, how could I be a guest?"

Install, then install. Ling Miaomiao gritted her teeth.

"Then, Mu Gongzi doesn't mind if I look in this room?" Ling Miaomiao said that she had to move forward. Mu Sheng sat on the spot, stretched out an arm, and naturally stopped her. He lifted those black, runny eyes, "Miss Ling's eyes are not good. Where is this room?"

"You don't bother me." Miao Miao pressed a smirk. "You just sit here endlessly. When I find someone, I'll help you find hairpins together. How do you think?"

She bypassed the hand stretched out by Mu Sheng.

He stood up abruptly, tilted slightly, her arm against her waist, she was unable to guard for a moment, the whole person fell on his shoulder, Mu Sheng took the opportunity to gather her, and even hugged him.

There was a cold white plum fragrance in his arms, which could not be lingered at the tip of her nose.

"Miss Ling, don't play with children's temper." He advised patiently in her ear, but his tone was tight.

Ling Miaomiao twisted hard a few times without breaking away, "You ..."

Her face was blue, and the word "old rogue" came to her mouth. Suddenly she glanced at Mu Sheng and silently stretched out a black and black hand--

This hand was as thin as wood, and the cyan and black colors on it were dyed with paint, and a small snake emerged from the back of his shoulder. His nails were about an inch long. Ling Miaomiao put a ring of air-conditioning on her neck.

This is clearly ... a woman's hand.

Ling Miaomiao froze in the back of her head and screamed "wow". At the next moment, she was taken by Mu Sheng, and flew backwards quickly, away from the paw, and then was pushed away by him, staggering back To the door.

She saw that the steel ring on Mu Sheng's right wrist had slipped down and knocked on the shadow of the shadow behind her. The "man" was visible. It was a dry female body wearing a color satin. The hair was generally spread in a silk mop, and the skin was brown. Ling Miaomiao narrowed her eyes and dared not to look at her face.

Through a thin line of eyes, she saw the female corpse's head slammed to the side, making a "chirping" tear.

There was a chill in the air, which was overwhelming.

No wonder the West Chamber is always cold, and there is a ghost living in it!

Mu Sheng's eyes were heavy, his hands were quickly overlapping, "Bang Bang" three sparks exploded like fireworks, bursting into orange-yellow fire, and then turned into a blue flame, burning on the body like a prairie fire. , Gradually transformed into a fireball.

The air wave is distorted in the air, it seems to be faintly heard that someone is screaming and shouting exhaustedly, but listening to it with another ear, there is still silence, only to hear the sound of "Caracara" in the window frame, as if it was hit by a huge force Shake left and right.

Ling Miaomiao stared at the ball of fire not far away, her hands and feet were cold, and her heart touched her throat.

Mu Sheng stood end to end, seeming to be reluctant to hide a step back, and there seemed to be an unexplained wind in the room, blowing his white sleeves and dark hair back and forth.

"Poof--" The fire suddenly looked like a deflated ball, suddenly shrunk and fell, and then the fire fell sharply, becoming a sporadic red spot in the ashes.

Ling Miaomiao glanced down, there was nothing left on the ground, a plume of smoke drifted upwards, as if Qu Yuanren sighed.

Mu Sheng put the small steel ring on his wrist, shook his cuffs, lowered his eyelashes, and explained to Ling Miaomiao casually: "Forgot to tell Miss Ling, I am so apt to recruit ghosts, and you are surprised."

He said this, but she remembered it, which was mentioned in the original book. Moreover, Mu Yao's parents adopted him specifically because of his sullen temper.

Like all heroines in the world, Mu Yao has a halo and a special physique. Her body is extremely holy, and it is an excellent container for the cultivation of monsters and ghosts. I do n’t know how many monsters are coveting her.

The magical thing is that her yang is very heavy, and they dare not think of approaching easily.

Mu Huaijiang, the original owner of Mu Family, and his wife Bai Jin adopted Mu Sheng and had their own consideration.

Although Mu Sheng has no blood relationship with Mu Yao, his body is generally tempting. If he practices, it must be a physique that explodes casually.

With such a physique, the yin qi on his body is so heavy as to attract ghosts that he can easily get close. If a demon sees such sisters and brothers staying together, under the balance, out of ten and nine will give up Mu Yao and turn to Mu Sheng.

It ’s really good to adopt such a child. It ’s not only talented, but also a human shield for your daughter at a critical moment. Would n’t it be nice?

Ling Miaomiao coughed and glanced at him conspicuously: "Isn't it just yin ... it's nothing."

Mu Sheng looked up at her: "Are you afraid?"

"I ... I'm also afraid." She hesitated, pointing to a bit of residual smoke rising up on the ground, frowning. "You ... always haunted by ghosts, are you afraid?"

She didn't know what she looked like, like a stereotypical and nervous old scholar.

He chuckled softly. Ling Miaomiao looked over with surprise, and saw the flash of smile in his eyes.

... The smile of Black Lotus is really strange.

"Why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing." Mu Sheng narrowed his smile and opened those innocent eyes again, "I'm thinking, is Miss Ling tired, do you want me to take you to your room to rest?"

Ling Miaomiao immediately warned: "I am not tired, I am not tired at all."

Talking and digressing with interest, "Mu Sheng, what if the ghost comes when you fall asleep?"

Mu Sheng met her a pair of black and white eyes with apricot, and saw a fresh look in it, which made people want to draft a grassy chew in the bush, naive and alert.

He paused and replied: "No."

What's wrong? Will it not be attacked, or ... will it not fall asleep?

Miao Miao heard the rumbling sound from her ears, glimpsed something strange under the bed, as if something was creeping, the bed sheet with the big red tassels was arched up, like the bride's head.

Miao Miao was scared by the ghost just now, like a bird with a startled bow. When she saw this scene, her hair fell upright and she pointed her finger to the past: "Mumu Mu ..."

Before the voice fell, a black shadow came out from under the bed. She stood up and snatched out the door. Before she could see who it was, she let Mu Sheng rush into the corner: "Ah! This room Why is there anyone? "

He raised her head, such a block, it stuck her between his body and the wall.

Her vision was completely blocked, and her mind was blank for two seconds. She reacted immediately and struggled to shout: "Gide! Stop!"

She struggled, but was pressed into the corner by Mu Sheng, his face was pale, her whole body was in her arms, her eyes were full of innocent fear: "Miss Ling, it's terrible ..."

terrible? When I saw the ghost, I didn't see you!

Ling Miaomiao scolded ten thousand sentences in her heart, just about to be furious. Suddenly she felt a loose voice in her imprisonment. She immediately rushed out of the gap and took up her skirt, rushing out of the door like a bowed arrow Run while shouting: "Quick! Mr. Ji!"

The people in a yard heard the wind and threw away the work in their hands, and ran away with the girl who had no mad running.

Mu Sheng leaned against the door, watching Ling Miaomiao's back like a rabbit gradually becoming a small point, followed by a large number of teams in a funny way, with a deep look in his eyes, but the corner of his mouth was curved.

Ling Miaomiao chased straight outside the house. Ah Yi was surrounded in the front, and he had knocked down Mr. Ji, who was white on both sides, and pressed both hands against the ground. Seeing Miao Miao, panting and gasping, "Miss ..."

He stopped talking and pointed at the man on the ground with his chin.

Gide's face was gray and defeated, his cheeks were scratched and bleeding on the ground, but his eyes were scary, and he kept muttering in his mouth: "Gunshou ... Account ..."

Ayi wiped the sweat with the gray cloth sleeve and swallowed with some fear. "I twisted his arm ... he didn't respond at all ..."

Miao Miao leaned over and asked, "Mr. Ji?"

Gide's eyes moved and gathered on her: "Bah! The county guard is about to fall, and you are about to go to prison, ha ha ha ha ..." The laughter came to an abrupt end, his brow suddenly flashed, and his eyes appeared again A confused look, "Miss?"

The next moment, weird again.

He cried and laughed, and the frightened people whispered and talked.

Ling Miaomiao froze back two steps in the noisy voice: What did the black lotus do to him, making him look like this?

She can now be sure that the original book Li Jide was not actively betrayal. At least half of the monasteries in the county government that Ling Yu experienced were musheng.

The black lotus is as poisonous as seeing the blood seal the throat. Whoever dares to commit Mu Yao will have a dog's life. There is no moral bottom line and no room for bargaining.

There was a chill in her heart: Mu Sheng must have known that she had done something destructive. If she hadn't run fast, then the whole county guard house was already sitting in a shipwreck!

"Come here, put him in the fire room first!"

Mu Sheng slowly walked back to the room. He grabbed a man who hurriedly ran across the corridor: "Did Mr. Ji find it?"

The man who was stopped was a half-old boy, with a male duck in his voice, and looked at the young boy in front of him with some shyness, and grabbed his messy hair: "Hey, grab it, the lady let him into the fire room went."

"Oh, thank you little brother." Mu Sheng nodded slightly, turned around and left without waiting for the other party to react. He thoughtfully walked across the promenade, with hot wind blowing over his cloud-like sleeves, and his hair was dancing in the air.

Since this is fine, Liang Qing.

"A sound!" Mu Yao leaned out of the window and gave a rare smile of joy.

"Elder sister?" Mu Sheng's dull expression suddenly appeared, and walked to the window.

"Clean up and pack your luggage tonight." Mu Yao lay on the window and asked lightly, "We will leave Taicang County in three days."

Is this ... going away?

Suddenly heard the news, a rabbit-like figure rushed out of his mind. He closed his eyes and forced the messy association out of his mind.

"Sister, where are we going?"

Mu Yao wore a clear white shirt, which shone in the sun, her black hair was ink, and her skin was like white porcelain. When she smiled slightly, the tear mole under her eyes was particularly touching. Invited, we go to Chang'an. "

Chang'an must be bustling everywhere.

Mu Sheng raised his head and saw a clear blue sky through Dai's blue eaves. An ancient wind chime hung on the eaves corner and sounded with the wind.

In Jiangnan in May, the slate is cool, the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrant, the hot place is hot and the shade is wet, the corners are covered with lush flowers and grass, and the tortuous sunlight shines through the Taihu stone cave. The daughter's house walked under the gallery and wore a gauzy gauze.

The world is big, the world is home.