"Miss Yue'er will rest first, and I'll call you when Da Zhuang cooks the meal later."

Mrs. Li didn't wait for Qinghu to react, and went out through the hall neatly.

Clear Lake ......

How can you rest in such a small room with only one bed? Can you rest?

She was melancholy that the bedding on the floor was not enough, and Zhuang Ji also raised his feet into the house, turned around and closed the door.

Qinghu told himself to be calm, too uncalm, as if he understood something...... I was teased by Little Peach last time......

"Yue'er give me your hand." Zhuang Ji turned to the front of Qinghu and stared at her left hand.

"Huh?" Qinghu subconsciously raised his hand.

Zhuang Ji's palm was spread out, and a red rope appeared in the white light, an ordinary double-strand red rope, and there was no lock pendant. He tied the red rope around Qinghu's wrist at just the right length.

Zhuang Ji let go of Qinghu's hand, looked at the little girl a little stiff, and smiled: "What do you think?" Death-seeking. ”

"Nothing." Qinghu smiled, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"Yue'er touches it." Zhuang Ji's tone was brisk, and the smile in his eyes couldn't help but show it.

Qinghu couldn't see the doorway, and tentatively touched the red rope with his fingertips, but he didn't expect the scene in front of him to change in an instant.

Hagetsu-in!

It turned out to be Yuyue Courtyard, and at her feet was the small garden of the main courtyard, which was no different from the place where she lived in Genting Immortal Mountain. Qinghu's heart is full of flowers, and he checks the past room by room, like a small butterfly flying.

"It's yours."

Zhuang Ji looked at Qinghu's happy appearance and knew that it was right to prepare this. They walk down the mountain, and there are always times when accommodation is inconvenient. Zhuang Ji was delicate and prepared early, but there was no suitable opportunity for her. He didn't take Hazuki-in with him, but made a copy, and although the scenery was different along the way, it was always good to be able to live in the courtyard she was familiar with.

The immortal array was woven in a red rope, and Zhuang Ji personally tied it for her, so she didn't need to drip blood to recognize the master. He took care of everything just to take care of this little girl.

"Can I live in this side house?" Zhuang Ji followed behind Qinghu, he asked seriously, if he was not allowed, he would not dare to live in by himself.

"No, you can't." Qinghu crossed his hands in front of his chest and said solemnly: "The East Courtyard will give our family a place to live." Do you remember the last time the bloodied man lived here, this yard is unlucky. ”

Zhuang Ji silently took a half step back.

"Who's that guy? The Nine Immortals still take care of it personally? Qinghu suddenly became interested, and looked at Zhuang Ji with round deer-like eyes.

Zhuang Ji......

He wanted to say it, but he didn't dare to say it now, and he couldn't say it.

"Yue'er is so curious, go back and ask Master." Zhuang Ji did not avoid: "I'll go to the East Courtyard first." ”

"Huh!" Qinghu Dada ran to the front to stop Zhuang Ji, his eyes were full of novelty: "Zhuang Er has a secret!"

Zhuang Ji is not a grudge at the moment, he is a little complaining.

Little girl, is this Zhuang Er Zhuang Er called addicted? It's getting smoother......

Qinghu saw that Zhuang Ji was about to be teased and cried, and couldn't help but play with it, and added another fire: "Is it Zhuang'er's sweetheart?!" ”

"It's not!"

Too passive, Zhuang Ji decided to switch from defense to offense. He took a step closer to Qinghu, and he was almost next to her, and the little girl was only shoulder-high to him, looking soft and sweet, and she looked like a bully.

He raised his hand and gave Qinghu a chestnut blow, the force was not light or heavy, and the voice was quite good. "Shout your name well, don't be naughty."

"Zhuang'er." Clear Lake has a hard mouth.

"Knock", Zhuang Ji is not soft.

"You're really going to do it."