I Really Like That Guy!

That being said, a little light appeared in front of Arlo's eyes again, and the little fireflies hovered in the air, indicating that someone's mouth was wrong.

After walking with the fireflies for more than ten minutes, Arlo successfully arrived at the door of the house. There was no one here, and those people should not have come out before.

Before long, a series of chaotic footsteps came from the house, and a group of people came out.

Everyone's descriptions are very embarrassing. It seems that after a war, Bai Yangyang and the heir of the Fu family supported each other and seemed to be in the best condition in the crowd. many years old.

Seeing A Luo outside the gate, Bai Yangyang's eyes lit up and said happily, "Little Senior Sister!"

These people followed Arlo into the house, but after walking for a while, they fell into an illusion. There are ghosts everywhere in the illusion. The flowers, vines, bricks and tiles in the house can be turned into weapons for murder. , Everyone showed their means to save their lives.

Just when everyone was about to hold on, the illusion suddenly disappeared, and all the ghosts and attacks vanished in an instant.

Bai Yangyang: "I just said that my little sister solved the ghost king. You still don't believe me! My little sister is amazing!"

A Luo neither admitted nor denied, but with his peaceful and natural attitude, he was very detached from the world at first glance.

Fu Junting walked up to Arlo, raised his hand and said, "Miss Bai, thank you for saving us. I don't know what happened in the house, can you help me?"

A Luo looked down at his outstretched hand, and was about to shake him politely, but his palm hurt slightly, as if stung by an ant.

"..." She was speechless for a moment, looked up at Fu Junting, and said, "I was about to tell you, but before that, you have to find someone to tear down all the arches on the road."

Fu Junting frowned slightly, puzzled: "Is there something wrong with those arches?"

Arlo nodded, hummed, and didn't say much.

Fu Junting is a very cultivated person. Although he was puzzled, he still listened to what A Luo said and called someone to knock down those archways.

There are a total of eleven arches, and Fu Yanli has been imprisoned here for a thousand years.

It took most of a day to tear down these archways, and it was not until dusk that they were all cleaned up. The other Celestial Masters felt unwell and all left first.

While waiting, Fu Junting also told A Luo the story of this old house.

The Fu family's old house has existed for thousands of years. The whole Fu family knows this. The ancestors of the Fu family have a family motto, requiring their descendants not to live in the old house. Worship outside the house.

There are rumors in the family that the ancestors are enshrined in the house, and they bless the prosperity of their Fu family.

Another hundred years are coming, and it is Fu Junting's turn to be responsible for the renovation. He has long heard that there is an ancestor in the house, so he invited the master to come and see Feng Shui, for fear of disturbing the ancestor's sleep.

"There is indeed something in it, but it's not the ancestor, it's a ghost king who has been suppressed for thousands of years."

The last archway collapsed, A Luo looked at the lake below the mountain, the golden orange sunset scattered on the lake, and a pool of melted gold was spread.

She told Fu Yanli's story in a calm tone, without concealing a word or exaggerating it.

What kind of heart Fu Junting is, he was stunned when he heard it, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"The archway collapses, and the seal and the transfer of merit are broken. Do you regret it?" In the end, A Luo asked him.

Fu Junting was silent for a long time before slowly shaking his head and said in a deep voice: "No, I only regret that I didn't know about this earlier, the Fu family does not need to use the price of hurting others to prosper, I feel very sorry, very guilty... Me," this man in his twenties, who was born with a top-notch education, and has always been indifferent to his anger and anger, has his eyes slightly red, "Is that ancestor still alive?"

A Luo looked back at him quietly. She had a strong ability to see people and could see if Fu Junting was sincere or fake. He is an upright man, such a person, who disdains to put on a posturing.

"He's still there," she said succinctly.

Fu Junting breathed a sigh of relief, he said: "I know it's too late to say this now, after all, we are vested interests, we have already received the benefits, and it seems pretentious to say anything." He paused for a second, "But I still I want to solemnly apologize to that ancestor, if his resentment is hard to dissipate, I am willing to pay the due price."

Saying that, the big man first bowed ninety degrees to Arlo, then walked to the gate of the house, knelt down respectfully in the direction of the door, and kowtowed nine times. The gestures are full of pious repentance.

After knocking, his forehead was broken and blood was oozing out.

Arlo watched from the side without saying a word. She felt that the little man in the palm of her hand was shaking gently, emitting a warm heat.

Bai Yangyang was shocked by this tragic story long ago, and the whole person was messy in the wind.

Fu Junting stood up, his expression was solemn, and his eyebrows were stained with sorrow. The ancestors didn't blame him, but in the days to come, he probably won't forgive himself.

The three walked down the mountain, Fu Junting was taciturn and lingering, Bai Yangyang pulled A Luo to ask her the details of the fantasy.

At the foot of the mountain, Fu Junting arranged for a car to take them back to the city, and A Luo said, "Put me down at the train station."

Bai Yangyang was shocked: "Little Senior Sister, are you leaving? Why so fast!" Although Little Senior Sister stayed for almost half a month, in Bai Yangyang's opinion, the half month passed in the blink of an eye.

A Luo: "I promised someone something, it's time to go."

Before coming to this trip, she brought all the equipment and planned to leave when the trip was over.

Bai Yangyang was helpless, but couldn't stop it, so he had to say, "Okay then." After thinking about it, he was worried, and told A Luo, remember to bring any mobile phone, ask someone if you get lost, and remember to call her and the senior brother. so on and so forth.

The car stopped at the train station, and A Luo got out of the car and said goodbye to his little sister.

Standing on the side of the road, she raised the villain in her hand to her eyes, "Fu Yanli."

The villain's mouth moved, and he replied lazily, "What do you want me to do?"

"Don't you hate the descendants of the Fu family?"

The villain said: "Oh, the people I hate are already dead." The tone was extremely arrogant.

Arlo: "Oh."

The villain: "Oh, what do you mean?" What is her attitude? He is a thousand-year-old ghost king, but he didn't kill him once he was freed. Shouldn't it be a rare thing?

"...that means I know."

Fu Yanli: "??? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

A Luo calmly asked: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Fu Yanli: "..." Don't say it, I'm really scared.

This person is too unreasonable to play cards, and he has such a deep cultivation base at such a young age, and he is a rare body of heaven and yin. The yin qi all over his body makes him feel indescribably comfortable just by staying by her side. .

If the two really fight, he is not sure of winning.

That's why he was willing to come out with her, so he didn't give Fu Junting a little gesture when he kowtowed.

Although he really didn't hate those descendants, after all, they had nothing to do with the incident back then, but it was inevitable to express anger. It was a normal operation to throw a small curse to make him unlucky for a year and a half.

If it wasn't for this unsightly Celestial Master holding him in his hands, how could he have let that kid go! Fu Yanli was angry.

A Luo walked into the ticket office of the station and lined up to buy train tickets. In front of her was a young boy with a suitcase, who should be a college student returning home from vacation.

In early July, major universities across the country are on holiday, and there are many people in the ticket office.

A Luo patted him lightly, and the boy turned around with a puzzled look on his face.

"Classmate, can I ask, do you know which city can see the most beautiful sea?"

Seeing A Luo's face clearly, and then looking at her dress in a Taoist robe, the boy had a big smile on his face, and he enthusiastically began to introduce A Luo.

Coincidentally, the boy's hometown is by the sea. Hearing that A Luo wants to go to see the sea, the boy happily invited her to his home as a guest, and said that he would be a guide to lead her around Haicheng.

Originally, A Luo didn't want to trouble others, but under the extremely attractive conditions of a guide, A Luo still did not resist the temptation and agreed.

She is obviously very self-aware. If she is asked to find it by herself, she may really not find the sea.

Just nodding, her palm was lightly pricked again, and a slight tingling came, causing her to raise her hand subconsciously.

The boy saw her action, found the little puppet in her palm, and said curiously, "Your puppet is so unique, ugly and cute, and a little cute, where did you buy it?"

When A Luo was carving a puppet, he simply made the limbs and head, which was very rough and simple.

The puppet man is really ugly, even if Fu Yanli got in and improved its appearance a little, he still couldn't hide its cheapness and scribbles.

As soon as the boy finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold air climb up his back along his tailbone, and he couldn't help but shudder.

A Luo also found that the little puppet in her palm was hot, and her palm was red when it was hot. There was a grumpy male voice in his ears, and he shouted angrily: "Hurry up! Give me! Change a body! Don't use this anymore!"

"Acacia wood is more suitable for you." Arlo replied calmly without changing his expression.

The boy in front said inexplicably, "Are you talking to me?"

Arlo shook his head: "No, I'm talking to myself."

Ordinary people can't hear what ghosts say, so she can hear Fu Yanli's words, but it's hard to respond.

Fortunately, A Luo soon thought of a good way. She took out the mobile phone and earphones that Bai Yangyang bought for her, and put on the earphones to pretend to be calling someone, so that she could talk.

The boy was always attentive to her, but when Arlo was wearing earphones to communicate with an ancient ghost who had become outdated due to the great changes in the outside world and could not keep up with the times, the way he looked at Arlo gradually became strange. .

"I'm buying a ticket, a train ticket to Haicheng, where you can see the sea."

"A train is a car that carries people. It is very fast and can travel thousands of miles in a day."

The woman's voice was very soft, her attitude was gentle and patient, which had to remind him of one aspect. When the conversation came to an end, the boy asked curiously, "Did you just chat with your child?"

This mom looks so young!