Carrying the coffin board of the senior sister

Chapter 103 The Time Is Just Right

No matter how Fang Yiyi thinks about it, she finds it unbelievable. She hasn't forgotten the time she was almost killed before. She thought that saving Sang Yichen's life would improve the relationship. Is this again?

No way, what kind of deep hatred, as for?

She has always been sensitive to other people's emotions, and she didn't feel the viscous, disgusting malice like maggots attached to bones from Sang Yichen.

Fang also didn't understand very well.

As soon as the little mummy was freed, he humming and chirping crawled behind Sang Yichen, hugged his calf, poked out his black head to look at Fang Yiyi.

Sang Yichen was very honest, he straightened up and looked at Fang Yiyi, nodded bluntly: "Yes, this one is only raised by me."

Fang Yi also felt that she should be angry at this time, otherwise she would be sorry for Li Ting's earnest teaching.

She wiped the brains off her face, following Li Ting's example, her eyes were condensed, and she said in a deep voice, "Give me an explanation."

"Master asked me to come, saying it's an experience." After finishing speaking, he raised his chin proudly: "Congratulations, you passed."

"..." Feeling the pain coming from his arm, Fang Yi also said, "And those three too?"

"Yes, but not mine."

Thinking back to the deadly viciousness of those three ghosts' moves, Fang Yi said: "I almost died."

Sang Yichen took out a shovel with his backhand, and slapped the pestle on the ground: "Then I will find a place with a good view and bury you, and you will be buried in peace. My Maoshan Sect disciple must never expose your corpse to the wilderness."

After confirming that the little mummy was intact, Sang Yichen returned to his expressionless look, with a very serious face, and Fang Yiyi felt for a moment that the other party seemed to really intend to do this.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth and smiled falsely: "Thank you so much, so you were watching from the side just now?"

"No thanks." Sang Yichen lowered his head and reached out to pat the little mummy's head. The little mummy groaned, stretched his neck vigorously while holding his trousers, and rubbed his head affectionately in Sang Yichen's hands.

Sang Yichen said: "Xiaxia is a communicative type. I asked it to tell the three ghosts that you secretly set up a magic circle around here, and you want to destroy them when they are not prepared." After a pause, he added: "This It is the meaning of the master."

Co-author or sow discord.

At this point, Fang Yi also naturally understood the cause and effect, she looked down in her pocket for a while, took out a blank yellow talisman, wrapped it around the wound on the belly of her index finger twice, and said: "Understood, Anything else? Nothing else I want to go back to sleep."

Sang Yichen took out the car keys: "Let's go back to Fuqiang Village."

Fang Yiyi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously raised his head, and looked in the direction of the cave: "Are you leaving now? But I have so many things..."

"Someone will come to clean up tomorrow. If you are worried, you can come along."

Fang Yiyi felt relieved and left with Sang Yichen.

In the night, Sang Yichen's trousers were always hung with a black and dry little mummy, which gradually disappeared into the twilight as he walked.

Sang Yichen's car was a black Wrangler. He stood in front of the door on the side of the driver's cab, and the other party also said, "Go to the back seat. There are still a few small things in the car. Don't shout."

small thing?

Fang Yiyi suddenly had a bad premonition, she stretched her arms and opened the car door, a pink-faced man with his neck twisted to a strange angle was smiling at her with his eyes narrowed.

This man was dressed in Qing Dynasty official uniform, half bald, with a long ponytail wrapped around his neck, tightening his white and turned flesh.

Fang Yiyi: "..."

She turned around silently and gave Sang Yichen a thumbs up: "Brother Niubi."

Sang Yichen snorted, opened the car door, and stepped on the pedals to get into the car. Before closing the door, the other party also said: "It's not just your girl in red who is cute. As long as you train it, no matter how fierce a ghost is, it will become a human being." friend."

Fang Yiyi: "..." She was superficial, and she corrected: "That's not 'The Girl in Red', that's my senior sister, my girlfriend."

While talking, Fang Yiyi also got into the car and closed the door. The Qing Dynasty ghost immediately came over, and Fang Yiyi pushed him away with his cymbals full of disgust.

The copper cymbals are used to those two doors, and the ghost beats a lot, sticking to some righteous and murderous air, so frightened that the Qingchao ghost immediately hid far away, stuck tightly to the car door on the other side, and turned his face away. , staring at the two pitch-black eyeballs, looked at Fang Yiyi.

Sang Yichen glanced at Fang Yiyi from the rearview mirror, and frowned slightly: "Since you are in love with ghosts, why are you so fierce to Xia Xia and Bailianmian?"

Fang Yi also pointed to the Qing Dynasty ghost next to him: "Bad face?"

Sang Yichen nodded slightly.

Fang Yi also curled his lips and answered the previous question: "Senior sister is different."

"Tch——" Sang Yichen started the car, and said disdainfully, "Double standard."

Xia Xia leaned on the back of the co-pilot's seat with her skinny paws, looked at Fang Yiyi with her round eyes, and made a 'hissing' sound, as if echoing what her master said.

Fang Yi also puffed his cheeks and was not convinced: "People are still divided into acquaintances and strangers."

......

The journey was not safe. There were two people and two ghosts in the car. Even if they were raised by Sang Yichen, they knew that they were harmless for the time being. Rest at ease, then got annoyed by being stared at, simply turned around and faced out the window, ignoring the ghost beside him.

Back in the single-family building known as the dormitory, Fang Yiyi felt complicated.

She didn't see anyone else, and Sang left her at the door on the first floor, saying that he was going back to sleep, Fang Yiyi said goodbye to him, turned and pushed open the door of the small courtyard.

The vegetables I planted a month ago have grown into half-sized seedlings. The ridges of the fields are clear, and under the moonlight, you can still see the moist land inside. It is always during the time when she is away that someone helps her take care of it.

Fang Yiyi was not familiar with this group of brothers and sisters, he couldn't think of who it was, so he simply gave up and walked towards the house. The door of the living room was not closed, and it opened with a push. Fang Yiyi walked in and turned on the lamp. Open it, the sofa, carpet and other soft furnishings in the house have been changed. There is a fruit plate full of fresh fruits on the table, and the air conditioner is on. It looks like someone lives here and just left before she came.

Fang Yiyi blinked, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the kitchen—as expected, the kitchen was also redecorated, the glass door was replaced with a wooden sliding door, half-open, and there was even a light on inside, as if waiting for someone to pass by like.

"Is anyone there?" Fang Yiyi asked tentatively.

It was extremely quiet in the house, and there was no response at all.

Fang Yi also walked into the kitchen and found that the floor tiles had been replaced, the floor tiles had become solid wood, and the pot was steaming.

At this time, her mobile phone vibrated, and she picked it up to see that it was an unfamiliar number.

Pressing the button, Sang Yichen's voice came over in a dull voice: "I forgot to tell you, they cooked for you, and they are in the kitchen."

Fang Yi was also stunned for a moment. She lifted the lid of the pot and found that it was a plate full of braised meat, surrounded by two large white steamed buns. Judging by the smell in the air, the next layer seemed to be porridge.

"Who are 'they'?" Fang Yiyi asked.

"Du Xiaoyu, Qiu Weiwei." For some reason, when these two names were mentioned, Sang Yichen's tone was irritated, and he was not in a good mood. He muttered a few more words and said, "Sleep."

He hung up the phone neatly.

Fang Yiyi listened to the beeping sound coming from the phone, and did not move for a while.

After being dazed for a few seconds, she put down the phone, gently put the lid of the pot in the other hand aside, and said to herself, "It's... isn't it bad..."

To this division, I suddenly have a sense of belonging.

Fang Yiyi ate his first decent meal in a month, took a shower after that, tidied himself up briefly, and went back to the bedroom with a towel on his hair.

The bedroom hasn't changed much, it's about the same as when she left.

In the past, she and Li Ting spent the most time in the bedroom after coming to Fuqiang Village.

Fang Yi is also a little bit thinking about others when he sees things, and feels depressed and uncomfortable.

She threw the towel aside, lay down on the bed, took out her mobile phone to log in to the game, and found that the last time Li Ting logged in was seven days ago.

These are not only uncomfortable, but even start to suffocate.

She blinked her sore eyes, clicked on the dialing interface, hesitated for a while, and dialed the number carefully and slowly, one key at a time.

The other end responded faster than expected: the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered.

Fang Yi also exhaled heavily, threw the phone aside, and plucked his hair anxiously.

Now she doesn't have any sleepiness at all, only a heart that can't wait to fly to Li Ting's side immediately.

No, it’s not enough to just stand by your side, you have to stick it up, and you have to—

Fang Yi also pulled the pillow beside him and smashed it on his face.

When is it time to think about those that are available, the senior sister may not be able to find them.

Thinking of this, the irritability in her heart didn't decrease but increased. She sat up and stood for a while, turned around the room, and smashed herself into the soft bedding as if she had no bones, and began to recite her knowledge of metaphysics. .

Then she found that no matter what she did, she couldn't calm down the impetuousness in her heart.

Fang Yiyi stared at the ceiling in a daze with her eyes open. She was used to being alone, and felt that the time was more difficult than ever.

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and quickly picked up the phone.

That being the case, let's try playing games first, get acquainted, and try to play with senior sister in the future.

Fang Yi also already thought of how he and Li Ting would stand side by side and play games in the future.

The matter of better integrating into Li Ting's world, even if it was just a little bit, made her unable to control herself and felt happy from the bottom of her heart.

But the fact is cruel, Fang Yiyi can't say that there is no game cell at all, it really is not at all, she fell asleep halfway through the game.

In the dream, I dreamed that I became a game character, a girl with twin ponytails named Angela who was walking up and down holding a book, and was chased and killed by a character holding a sword and shield all over the game map on the opposite side.

After running for a long time, she suddenly remembered that she had the flash ability, so she used a flash and fell off the bed.

Fang Yiyi suddenly opened his eyes: "!"

What catches the eye is the milky white roof and LED lights.

wake up.

She rubbed her forehead and got up, only to find that the phone had run out of battery and turned off automatically.

So just go to the charger and turn it on while charging.

I checked the time and found that it was only 05:30.

05:30, just in time.

Fang Yiyi quickly tidied himself up, put on a shirt and jeans that were easy to move, and knocked on the door of Zhu Ye's home at six o'clock.

"Master——" Fang Yiyi put his hands around his mouth in the shape of a trumpet: "Master, are you up yet? Let's go! Take me to the station——"