blood fox

Chapter 162 Blood Fox Resentment

Ling Yuan spoke very lightly, as if those bloody things, to him, were as light as cooking with rolled up sleeves.

But in the picture I saw, he was able to wash his hands and make soup just for Yun Miao.

What happened to Yun Miao in the end, Ling Yuan would kill her with his own hands!

I couldn't help but sink my eyes and looked at the computer.

Ling Yuan had already rolled up his sleeves, and asked again: "What do you eat?"

"Egg noodles." I didn't turn my head back.

The noodles and eggs are stored in the cupboard, not in the refrigerator. They should still be there, and I can’t do anything else!
Ling Yuan hummed lightly, went straight into the kitchen, and said to me: "Cook four bowls, you go and wake up Xuan Xin, don't call him after cooking, you will have to cry for a long time, the noodles are cold, and We don't have time to wait for him to stop crying!"

Hu Sanniang, who was lying on the coffee table, and Hu Yuhan, who was looking for a photo, heard that they still had their share, with flattered and scared looks on their faces.

Hu Yuhan even turned his head to look at me, and asked me with his eyes: Is the food made by Ling Yuanjun edible?
I nodded to her, stood up, and planned to go back to my room to wake Xuan Xin up.

But when passing by the window of the restaurant, looking at the glass on which Mrs. Yuan Fei wrote, she turned around and poured a cup of hot water, stretched it out from the window, and smoked it on the glass.

I saw two words appear on the glass: stand-in.

This is an allusion that I am Yun Miao's substitute.

It is also reminding me that the real Yun Miao has appeared.

Seeing me standing by the window and coming out of the kitchen, Ling Yuan turned his head and took a look.

Seeing those two words, he said in a deep voice: "You are not a substitute, you are Yun Miao, she is just a corpse! Just like those paper dolls, even if they would scream and be unwilling, they still just It’s just a paper man, once the fire burns, it will be turned into ashes.”

He is a rare comfort to me!

I took back the cup filled with hot water and turned to look at Ling Yuan: "You have changed a lot."

"Being able to see the demons is either a breakthrough, or being devoured by the demons." Ling Yuan looked at me with deep eyes, and said softly: "It depends on one's heart."

I suddenly thought of Qin Yangyu who was devoured by the inner demon in Zhilian Tomb and was unconscious, Ling Yuan was alluding to him.

What happened to Qin Yangyu, it seemed that no one in the task force dared to mention it.

But thinking about Qin Tianshi going to the lotus pond to replace Ling Yuan, Qin Yangyu should be fine, otherwise he would not leave easily given how precious he is to Qin Yangyu.

However, Ling Yuan did have a great breakthrough in his xinxing. He no longer cared much about the clothes, and he was no longer as cold and silent as when he just came out. It seemed that he talked more and became more lively.

But still rational and calm, which is good!
I looked at the word "stand-in" on the glass window, where the water vapor faded and slowly disappeared. I mixed the hot water in the cup with some cold water, and took the medicine for this time period.

Only then did he enter the room and wake up Xuanxin.

He didn't have a good sleeping appearance, and he seemed to be having a nightmare all the time. There were big beads of sweat all over his bald head, and his eyes were beating non-stop.

I pulled a tissue, helped him wipe off the sweat on his little head, and pinched his earlobe with my fingertips: "Xuan Xin!"

When a person is in a coma, pinching people can revive them, and pinching the earlobe is also possible.

With my strength, Xuanxin let out a cry of pain and jumped up from the bed.

With a face full of fear, he exhaled softly, pulling his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He said to me with lingering fear: "Just now I had a nightmare, dreaming that my senior brother was eaten by evil spirits! It scared me to death!"

He turned his hand to touch his stomach, and looked at me with lingering fear: "Maybe I'm so hungry, I always eat in my dreams. No ghost can eat my brother, but he..."

I just listened, stretched out my hand and handed the tissue to him, took out the piece of chocolate he gave me in the conference room from my pocket, touched his head and said: "Ling Yuanjun is cooking egg noodles, you can cry for a while, But it can’t be too long, if the noodles are cooked, if you don’t eat them for a long time, they will fall off.”

I really can't do it directly.

Xuan Xin looked at the piece of chocolate, didn't pick it up, just shook his head at me, folded his arms, and retreated slowly on the bed.

She looked at me with red eyes, but the tears that spewed out like well water when she cried, did not fall this time.

He just choked up and said to me with tears in his voice: "My senior brother is Xuanming of Buddhism, the abbot of Xilin Temple. His mana Buddhism is the No. 1 of Buddhism for hundreds of years, so he can guard Xilin Temple."

"He is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. After death, his body can not be transformed. He can pass through a golden body and be enshrined with incense. How could he be..." Xuan Xin's chest thumped violently.

Turning over and jumping off the bed, he walked out directly: "I want to go back to Xilin Temple to find my senior brother!"

He didn't cry from the beginning to the end, so I let him go out, just followed.

But when he ran to the door, he saw Ling Yuan in the kitchen, and saw the mobile phone that he ordered takeaway and fell to the ground with a broken screen.

He kept inhaling, arching his back, as if remembering, turned to look at me, the milk fat on his face was trembling.

I walked over, handed him the tissue in my hand, and peeled off the piece of chocolate: "Eat it, you won't be sad after eating it."

When I knew that it was my grandma who used the lives of two innocent children as a stake, he comforted me in the same way.

But when I stuffed the chocolate into Xuan Xin's mouth, he just bit it off, held it in his mouth, and still looked at me in disbelief: "How is it possible, my senior brother is Xuan Ming, he is..."

"I know!" I touched Xuanxin's little head, and said softly: "When he is at the funeral, Mr. Ling Yuan and I will accompany you back to Xilin Temple. When the time comes, you will pick out the relic he burned with your own hands and offer it to him Xilin Temple, okay?"

It is very sacred for the eminent monk to pick up the relics.

At this moment, I suddenly understood why Ling Yuan didn't let Kong Qing take Xuan Xin back directly.

Xuan Ming's body was devoured to such an extent that Xuan Xin saw it, how could he accept it!

By the time of the funeral, it has already been redecorated, at least it will make Xuanxin look too exciting!

Xuan Ming opened his mouth wide, but the chocolate that reached his jaw slipped from his mouth, he didn't seem to feel it at all.

Taking a breath, he said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

I turned my head and glanced at the computer, and there was a copied dashcam video in it.

Just as he was watching, he heard Hu Yuhan let out a light snort.

Following the pictures on the screen, they were quickly loaded.

Inside the small icon, there are all Yunmiao's gentle, charming, and pretty faces taken by the face.

She slept deeply in a gray and white coffin with hundreds of bones, her petite and fair face, when she was lying down, was wrapped in Firefox fur, making her look even more white as snow.

Hu Yuhan quickly turned the mouse to shrink the opened folder to the minimum.

Xuan Xin was still breathing deeply, and said to me: "Do you know who killed my brother?"

I put my arms around him, and the distorted faces and screams in my memory suddenly flashed in my mind: "Yun Miao, why don't you die! Why didn't you die!"

Xuanxin's little head hasn't been shaved for a long time, and the hair has grown a little bit, and I nodded when I touched it, but I didn't know how to tell him.

During the recent time we get along, Xuan Xin is really clever and cute.

I can't imagine that when he knows that Yun Miao killed his senior brother, his fat face will look at me with the same resentment as those people, wishing to pounce on me and bite my brother to death look.

At this moment, Ling Yuan came with two bowls of noodles, and said in a deep voice, "It was the corpse of Yun Miao in the previous life who used fox charm to charm your brother. He will be eaten by evil spirits!"

"Impossible!" Xuan Xin, who was held in my arms, pushed me away.

Chao Lingyuan said in a deep voice: "My brother's Dharma is clear and his six sense organs are pure, how could he be charmed!"

His little face was turning blue with anger, and he stared at Ling Yuan and said, "My senior brother said that it was because you were unstable and attracted by that blood fox that you would suffer the disaster of burning lotus later. So even if you use the entire fox clan Burying with you will not make up for your original sins!"

"You shouldn't let that blood fox use love as a thread to charm Zhilian, causing her to be entangled in resentment that will last for a thousand years!" Xuan Xin stared at Ling Yuan and screamed: "It's you! It's you who killed her!" My senior brother, not Yun Miao!"

When he said the last sentence, he looked at me with red eyes and kept shaking his head: "It's not you! It's not you, right? It's not Yunmiao!"

But as he shook his head and questioned again and again, my heart sank slowly.

Suddenly, she understood a little bit why Yuan Fei Po must kill Xuan Ming!
(End of this chapter)