There is a feeling called torture! This kind of torture is diverse. Some people suffer emotionally for their children's love, some do something against their conscience, and they suffer from condemnation by their conscience. There are also some people suffering from gains and losses for a certain benefit, but Vanilla suffers in fear because of their own physical changes.

The changes are very small and difficult to detect. At first, I took a bite of Wengen's neck and tried to give her a physical and mental comfort that could not be expressed in words, but later it developed into an uncontrollable sense of desire.

None of them knew that since that time, vanilla has been taking a wild grass called "Wild Tobacco Leaves". The "Wild Tobacco Leaves" are not tobacco leaves, but its smell is a little similar to that of tobacco leaves.

If this tobacco smell was enough to make her vomit for a long time on weekdays, but now she had to take it regularly and in a regular and regular basis. This would restrain her desire that would make her almost crazy.

The lazy and confused eyes were cut off at the barrier of the door with Xu Qian's back. She apologized to retract her gaze and closed her eyes gently again... She frowned and smiled bitterly, and there was a curve of her mouth hanging in the corners of her mouth. The two shallow dimples were filled with all the things she had experienced in the years.

Vanilla feels: Time is like a pig's knife, the ups and downs of the world, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. There are many beautiful things in the world, but not many of them really belong to you. You can see the flowers blooming and falling on the bends of the mountains and slopes, and you will not be surprised by honor and disgrace. You can see the clouds rolling and unrestrained in the sky, and you will not be able to stay or leave.

Calculate the day, tomorrow is the time to go to the hospital to get a blood test test certificate. She felt uneasy in her heart, and she randomly held the bedding and covered her head. Her facial skin felt very real, and the residual warmth in the bedding. Fear was like a parasite lurking somewhere in her body, gradually growing up and taking away her will, and her once tenacious determination.

The house looks like a moving grave. The movements in the tomb were created by Xu Qian in the kitchen. The biggest advantage of this old-fashioned building is that it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the biggest disadvantage is that it is not sound insulation.

Moreover, many small holes appeared in those wooden stigmas. When it was late at night, a subtle sound would be made in the holes. Vanilla knew that there was a borer with a name and a surname in those holes.

The borer is called termites! Sometimes, she feels like a piece of wood. There are also terrible termites stationed inside the wood, slowly gnawing on her body.

Vanilla is very helpless. This comes from the movements of the body. It is not caused by Guikui. It is not possessed by those rigid ghosts who have just passed away, but a disease! Her brother Zhong Kui can be said to be free to pass through the yin and yang worlds and can do everything, but cannot help her get rid of the troubles of this disease.

There continued to be a sound in the kitchen, pots, bowls, scoops, basins, and sounds in life. After the sound, a wisp of fragrance filled every space in the room. I swallowed my saliva, but I still didn't think about it. I guess where I would go today to find more wild tobacco leaves. The daylight in autumn is very short, and the sun is not as good as summer. It takes more time to dry the astringent wild tobacco leaves into powder in a short period of time.

After thinking about this, Vanilla thought of Brother Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui is now at a frustration point in his life and is in a very low mood. He is actually not good-looking and becomes even more unbearable. He appears in people's sight with a unkempt appearance.

He was drunk and secretly lamenting the injustice of life! He didn't want to wake up. He was physically and mentally exhausted. This kind of defenseless blow, without changing his mind for a while, abandoning or even abused his body and mind without changing his mind. When he was confused, he asked himself, and he didn't know what was going on in his arms. He was bored when he woke up, and he accidentally remembered that something had not been done. When he thought about it, he was confused and question marks appeared one by one. What was it that he hadn't done?

Xu Qian prepared breakfast and went to the shop. Wengen had not yet gotten up. He knocked on the wooden door and heard his question, "Who?"

"I, Xu Qian, are Zhong Kui here?"

"I don't know when it will disappear. You'll still go to the old place to look for it." Wengen seemed to be busy wearing a pair of clothes and replied in a coping manner.

The old place! It’s Zhong Kui Temple. Depressed! It turns out that I went to drink again last night? Frowning, Xu Qian didn’t say anything, and then silently turned back to Zhong Kui’s house.

The vanilla got up and had a meal in the kitchen. Seeing Xu Qian coming back, she looked up and smiled, "Brother Zhong Kui didn't give you a meal?"

"No, I have to pedal to Donghua Village. Your brother is not in the store. I wonder if he went to the Zhongkui Temple you took me to last time?"

"...my brother... can't he save trouble? Why are he tortured himself? Wait, I... go with you..." As he said that, Vanilla hurriedly slaps the rice from the bowl, got up, and went out with Xu Qian.

The one who pedaled was Vanilla. There were two bicycles at home, one of which was Zhong Kui's mount. No one except him had the ability to operate a broken car. Xu Qian sat in the back seat of the car, close to Vanilla, and could even smell the unique herbal smell on her body. This feeling of closeness made her unable to associate the strange phenomena she saw last night with Vanilla.

The thoughts are sometimes very strange, just like the seventy-two changes of Sun Wukong, which will undergo unexpected changes at any time. Xu Qian denied the facts she saw again and again, so she involuntarily turned the thoughts into substantial actions. She asked, "Vanilla, did you see anything last night?"

Vanilla was pedaling seriously, and the mountain road was rugged. In order to reduce the vibration caused by bumpy sections, she was looking for very narrow and small gaps in the flat section, and was sweating all over.

"What?" Feng took Xu Qian's question away, and the remaining word was "Did you?" So Vanilla didn't understand it, so she didn't listen to it all, and sat in the back seat of the car.

"Nothing." Xu Qian's reason for changing her mind was that she suddenly remembered the shoes of herbs. If she had no problem? Why was the shoes wet and sticky, so much dew wet and the mud produced by the dew wet? Where did she go in the middle of the night? To be on the safe side, she temporarily gave up the idea of ​​asking the other party and decided to stick to it in the middle of the night and observe the flowers carefully.

As expected, Zhong Kui was sleeping soundly in Zhong Kui's temple. From a distance, he was like a homeless man wandering around in a downturn. It was very different for the famous ghost hunter before!

Xu Qian stood aside with a reserved attitude, not daring to use heavy hands to wake Zhong Kui up.

Vanilla is not the case. She is a hot girl. She walked forward angrily, grabbed his ear wheel without saying a word, and scolded her softly: "Brother, can you wake up!"
Chapter completed!