【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

Chapter 26

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"Xue Yang! Shut up!"

Xiao Xingchen interrupted coldly.

His displeasure was not all because Xue Yang wanted to ask Chen Xibao for a reward, but because today, Xue Yang crossed the line again and again to intervene in his affairs, as if he regarded his affairs as his own, and always followed "Xue Yang" way to deal with.

It's fine if they are two good friends traveling together, they can discuss everything, but they are obviously not good friends, Xiao Xingchen can feel that Xue Yang clearly thinks the relationship between the two of them is too close, if Left uncorrected, it will be more difficult to draw boundaries later on as a habit.

Xiao Xingchen hit the nail on the head: "Xue Yang, I'm free to decide my affairs, what right do you have to intervene?"

The implication is to make Xue Yang realize that he is only being "supervised".

Xue Yang could hear it clearly, and said unwillingly: "But you agreed to go with me, I don't care where to go, but now you want to go with another person, I don't even have a little room for additional conditions. No? Xiao Xingchen, are you so sure that no matter where you go or what you do, I will be willing to follow you? Why? If I say, I only allow you to walk with me alone, what should you do?"

Xiao Xingchen was indeed more determined than his colleagues a month ago. No matter where he went or what he did, Xue Yang would be willing to follow him.

But in the face of questioning, he was worried that what if he thought wrong?If it is true, is it really possible to let Xue Yang follow and still want to draw a clear line with Xue Yang?

Under this ambivalence, Xiao Xingchen's tone softened, and he couldn't help explaining in a nice way:

"Xue Yang, we don't have a clear purpose, and escorting someone is just a matter of effort..."

These words somehow aroused Xue Yang's anger, and with a "bang", Xue Yang stabbed the dagger deeply into the wooden table.

"Ha! That's right!" Xue Yang sneered, with a bit of self-deprecating, "You are kind to others, in your heart, when was it not easy?!"

After Xue Yang finished speaking, he raised his hand, and pulled out the dagger suddenly, with a wave of evil force, the table was carried away by the momentum, rolled and smashed onto another table with teapot and snacks a few steps away, and the tea set and porcelain plate were broken. On the ground, there was a loud ping-pong noise, which startled the tea drinkers under the shed to get up and hide by the side of the road.They couldn't see Xue Yang, so they only pointed at Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao.Xiaoer yelled and cursed, wanting to come over to investigate responsibility, Xue Yang was aggrieved for a day, and finally found a place to vent. Opened the Xiaoerya acupoint, and protected the person behind him.

"Xue Yang, why are you losing your temper? Don't hurt anyone!"

The dagger in Xue Yang's hand was an evil weapon, it could hurt both living and dead souls, Xiao Xingchen had to guard against it.I thought that Xue Yang would not be easily murderous after changing his face, but who knew that this person changed his face so quickly, his eyes narrowed and his expression changed, as if he was the devil who could kill for a little sesame at any time more than ten years ago, The wildness remains the same as before.

Maybe Xiao Xingchen was too nervous when he spoke harshly, and Xue Yang seemed very satisfied when he saw him getting angry seriously, his hostility suddenly turned into sweet teasing.

"Daoist Xiao Xingchen, why are you nervous?" Xue Yang approached affectionately with a certain dangerous aura, and pressed the tip of the dagger against Xiao Xingchen's chest, his tone was as soft as a whisper, "Aren't you very confident that I will listen to you?" ?”

Chen Xibao held his breath nervously, wanting to persuade but not persuading, he couldn't tell whether this person or ghost was an enemy or a friend, only felt that although the ghost in black with a broken arm spoke softly, there was a hint of bloodthirsty. Suspected that the next moment the dagger would sink into the immortal head's chest, and the white clothes would be stained with blood!

But Xiao Xingchen stood still, but calmed down his anger. He neither drew his sword nor used his talisman, and let the point of the sharp knife wander in front of his chest. He stared at Xue Yang coldly. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other with diametrically opposite eyes at the same time, silently engaged in a bet contest.

On the one hand, his eyes are like a clear spring, not angry but prestige.

On one side, the eyes are like pools, sharp and deep.

Xiao Er found that he could not speak, so he turned around and went to the store to ask other employees for help. The idlers on the side of the road wanted to continue to watch the excitement, but suddenly there was a gust of cold wind that made people blindfolded, and they all covered their faces with their sleeves and looked for shelter from the wind.

Under the tea shed, in front of the overturned table, the cold light of the tip of the knife slowly slid in circles against the spotless white skirt, but it didn't even cut a single thread of the material, and Xiao Xingchen was even more unmoved, the tip of the knife was on the other side Turning the left chest three times, Xue Yang finally turned the dagger with a smile, and picked up a strand of hair hanging down his chest. With a light pick, the tip of Xiao Xingchen's hair broke due to the stress, and a few inches of green strands fell leisurely.

"What a guts—the Taoist priest's credulity seems to be something that can never be changed."

Xue Yang put away the dagger playfully, finally took a deep look at Xiao Xingchen, jumped onto the roof by the side of the road, and fell asleep with his legs crossed.

As soon as he fell asleep, the wind on the street stopped, and Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao were left to pay the shopkeeper a gift and money, and they didn't care anymore.

After finishing their work, Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao moved to another tea shed facing the street and sat down in silence for a quarter of an hour before remembering that they hadn't finished discussing with Chen Xibao.

"I was rude just now, I haven't asked Brother Chen when he wants to leave for home?"

"Don't be rude, don't be rude," Chen Xibao waved his hands again and again, and he was more polite and awed to Xiao Xingchen, "If possible, I would like to stay in Lanling for a few days first, and continue on the road if I don't encounter pursuit, they have a lot of eyeliners If it is safe in Lanling, then it is almost safe."

Xiao Xingchen said: "Alright, I'm thinking of staying in Lanling for a few days to see if I can meet Wei Wuxian and ask about the current situation of the Duoshe organization."

The two agreed to find an inn nearby to rest together. When paying the bill, they went back and forth politely several times. It was Chen Xibao who resolutely paid for the two adjacent rooms.

In the evening, when Xiao Xingchen was cleaning up in the house, Xue Yang poked his head out of the window, acting like nothing had happened.

"Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"Yes."

"Why can't we sleep in the countryside like before?"

"I promised to protect Brother Chen. Naturally, I have to be near him all the time. I don't care about the harsh conditions of camping, but how can I force others?"

"what about me?"

Xiao Xingchen felt that Xue Yang's question was inexplicable.

"You are a ghost, so you can't enter the house?"

One person and one ghost talked through the window, obviously still carrying the emotions of the day, and each of them had a bad tone.

Xue Yang tentatively pushed his hand deep into the room. There seemed to be an invisible barrier on the window, blocking him out. The more he stretched his hand in, the greater the resistance. Backing away, only hanging his hands on the window sill, he poked his head halfway into the room.

"Xiao Xingchen, don't think I don't know, you obviously have a way to let me in! All you need is a wooden sign with my name on it and a stick of incense."

Indeed, as he said, the way to invite ghosts into the house is very simple, just set up a memorial tablet in the house, but even if Xiao Xingchen is not unhappy about the day's affairs, just knowing that Xue Yang has other thoughts about him, let's get along with him It is absolutely impossible to stay overnight in one room.

But such a reason, as elegant as Xiao Xingchen, naturally wouldn't say it clearly.

"Ordinary people can't see you. If I open an empty room, it will inevitably invite people to be weird. Besides, you have to avoid places with people at night, and you won't be able to stay long if you open a room."

Xue Yang smiled harmlessly: "It's really wasteful to open a room alone, I can live in a room with you."

I knew this ghost had no good intentions.

Xue Yang added: "I'm a ghost now, I can't even touch you, so what else can I do? I've been with you for so long, have I ever molested you?"

He seemed to have completely forgotten the events of the day.

"No, it's crowded." Xiao Xingchen put on a cold face, reaching out to close the window.

"Xiao Xingchen, are you sure you want to do this? From now on?"

"Yes. At least until I finish escorting Chen Xibao, my itinerary and residence are all about him."

Xiao Xingchen had already made up his mind, no matter how much Xue Yang stalked him, he would never invite him into the house.

"it is good!"

Xue Yang gritted his teeth and dropped a word before disappearing.

At first, Xiao Xingchen was a little worried that Xue Yang would go on a rampage, but the seven points of his own spiritual consciousness and the three points of Xue Yang's spiritual consciousness in his body were telling him that in order to stay by his side, Xue Yang would not go against his will. Kill people at will, so you don't have to monitor them all the time.

During the confrontation under the tea shed during the day, Xiao Xingchen was also very calm from the beginning to the end, inexplicably very sure, knowing that Xue Yang would never hurt him.

He didn't realize it himself, but in just one month, Xue Yang gained his trust again.But what he didn't expect was that even if he didn't kill people, Xue Yang would still have countless tricks to make him angry.

three days later.

Empty streets.

"Xue Yang! Are you satisfied with this mess!?"

A fairy elder in white yelled at the void.

In just three days, Xiao Xingchen became famous near the inn where he lived.

People don't know the origin of his name, but they all know that there is a strange person living in this inn. This person is dressed in white clothes, looks handsome and elegant, and looks like a man in the moon. As the center, within ten steps, there will be gusts of cold and evil wind, but anyone who approaches him, no matter pedestrians or carriages, will be blown upside down, and sometimes they will bump into each other with bruises and swollen faces.

On the first day, Xiao Xingchen was in a hurry to apologize, and nearly one-third of the money he got in exchange for the amulet was quickly consumed.

The next day, Xiao Xingchen hurriedly apologized, and another third of the money was consumed.

On the third day, Xiao Xingchen... didn't need to apologize anymore, because as soon as he walked out of the inn, no matter how gracefully he walked in the courtyard, the people on the street would immediately rush to tell each other and run away. When the family returned home, the streets became empty after half a stick of incense.

That's right, although Xiao Xingchen has paid for the losses he caused in the past two days, but as soon as he appeared around him, he was surrounded by evil winds and turned his back on his back.

Xiao Xingchen, who was well-educated, gentle and refined, who had never been treated so coldly before, was embarrassed.

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

A one-armed ghost that no one else can see, laughing and laughing on the side of the road.

"Xiao...Xiao Xingchen," Xue Yang laughed out of breath, "How does it feel to be treated as a bully, a monster...?"

If Xue Yang murdered and set fire, Xiao Xingchen would not hesitate to stop him with his sword.

But it was such a prank.

He clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, and wanted to draw a sword or use a spell but felt that it was a big deal, and he couldn't do it for such things; but if he didn't do it—could it really be that Xue Yang could only let Xue Yang do whatever he wanted?

How negligent!

In the past, his colleagues traveled more in the wilderness, had less contact with people, and the relationship between the two was still very stiff. Xue Yang had self-knowledge and obediently for a while, which made him mistakenly think that Xue Yang had completely changed his temper.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered Lanling and agreed to escort Chen Xibao, Xue Yang would turn into the troublemaker he used to be, causing trouble everywhere.

Xiao Xingchen looked at Xue Yang, who fell to the ground with a smile, and felt a headache. He was in a trance, as if he had returned to the road that escorted Xue Yang to Jinling Terrace more than ten years ago.

At that time Xue Yang was still alive, younger, still childish but naughty enough, he was so rowdy all the way, either setting up stalls or swearing at people, and even shooting when he had time, never letting him relax for a moment.But at that time he was still able to tie Xue Yang, but now he can't.

"Xue Yang, what exactly do you want?"

Compared with anger, Xiao Xingchen's tone was closer to helplessness.

Xue Yang tilted his head with a bright face: "As you can see, you are nosy, I will remove everyone around you, so that you have nothing to meddle in. Look clearly, I can It's not hurting anyone, stop losing your temper!"