It is really difficult to distinguish the yin and yang of the underworld.
Jian Fan, who was sore all over, was awakened by hunger in the Five Zang Temple.
Her hazy eyes froze for a while before they managed to focus.
The cool comfort beneath her body made her lower her head, and a smooth and flawless arm was gently holding a bunch of her black hair.
It was difficult to sleep soundly.
Jian Fan could tell that even though she had just woken up and made a big noise in her confusion, Rong Nan did not wake up.
She suddenly felt relieved.
Rong Nan didn't hug her hard, he just put himself under her, acting as a cushion between Hanyu's bed and her.
The cold air can still enter her body, because Jian Fan's body has special miraculous effects.
She can absorb the cold air with spiritual energy and use it for her own use.
At the same time, she will catch cold more easily than ordinary people.
She felt no discomfort after one night, which must be related to Rong Nong's attentiveness.
Jian Fan looked around.
This was a very large bedroom.
The Hanyu bed didn't take up much space.
There was almost no space left for her and Rongnan to lie on it.
Opposite the Hanyu bed was a wooden sculpture of unknown origin.
On the dressing table, a flower of Manjushuahua has withered and dried up.
She could see herself in the mirror with a rosy complexion.
With a slight movement, the hair slipped from Rong Rong's fingertips.
Rong Rong seemed to feel it, but he did not wake up.
Jian Fan got out of bed with her bare feet.
She was surprised to find that the dark ground was not the soil she imagined, but a thick fur carpet, so soft that the soles of her feet felt like they were getting a massage.
Her clothes were completely destroyed by some old ghost yesterday, and there was only a crescent-colored robe on the dressing table in this room.
Jian Fan hesitated for a while, then picked up the robe and put it on.
That size was obviously not hers.
It was baggy and the corners of her robe were touching the floor.
She looked like a little girl in the mirror who had secretly worn an adult's clothes.
"Tch, it's really annoying."
Jian Fan's arms shook, and his little hands stretched out from his wide sleeves.
She found the bedroom door without any effort.
Watching Rong Nan fall asleep, she walked slowly, with light steps and no sound.
Any barrier that is difficult to tolerate is undefended against simple and traditional.
She easily stepped out, and then collided with the bull-headed horse that suddenly appeared.
The three ghosts started staring at each other for a minute.
"Madam."
Ma Mian reacted quickly.
He bent towards Jian Fan, politely and respectfully.
It's a joke, all the civil servants in the underworld don't know that the earth king has a beloved human girl, and even lives in the human world for her.
Rong Nan puts Jian and Fan at the top of his mind, and he is not stupid at all.
He is loyal to Rong Di and naturally respects simplicity and complexity.
But the pig teammate Niu Tou is not as knowledgeable as Ma Mian.
He first looked at Jian Fan's strange attire curiously, and even circled her a few times.
Jian Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Madam, you are finally awake.
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In the past five years, our master has been waiting to become a husband."
Niutou chuckled and even counted on his fingers, reciting the troublesome things that Rong Yu, the hands-off shopkeeper, ordered them to do.
Son.
It was as if he was extremely excited to report these things to Jian Fan.
Ma Mian coughed twice.
Five minutes passed, and the bull's head was still going on.
Ma Mian coughed and pulled the bull's head away forcefully.
Niu Tou's excitement hadn't passed yet, "Ma Mian, why are you pulling me and coughing all the time.
Don't infect me if you are sick."
Not to mention, coupled with Niu Tou's naivety, the acting is really like Something happened.
It's true that ghosts can get sick, but even an embarrassed fool like Ma Mian can tell which one is true and which one is false.
Jian Fan had some impatience on her face.
She had never been a person who could meditate.
It was her ability to endure Niu Tou's non-stop chatter for five minutes.
Fortunately, someone was there to take action, otherwise Niu Tou and Jian Fan would have to fight.
"Two venerables, Ananda is asleep.
I see that his complexion is not good, so I want to give him something to replenish his health.
Do you think there is a pharmacy anywhere in the underworld?"
After last night, Jian Fan was surprised to discover those legends She didn't see any red marks or strawberries.
Her and Rong Ran's recovery abilities were so strong that they didn't even leave any traces of ambiguity.
Her body knew that, except for the normal reaction of soreness and weakness, there was nothing wrong with her.
Instead, she was full of energy.
She also looked good, but the half of her white hair made her feel distressed.
I don’t know how to make it simple or traditional, but I can still combine it with some basic mind-resting herbs.
Ma Mian sent Niu Tou to other things and took Jian Fan to Rong Nan's private pharmacy.
"Venerable Horse Face, I would like to ask what happened to the five years mentioned by Venerable Niu Tou."
The reflex arc became longer, and Jian Fan only now remembered the inappropriateness in Niu Tou's words.
Ma Mian turned to look at her in surprise, "Madam, why is your memory always incomplete?
Have you forgotten?
You have already hung up twice
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