My Simping System

　　 Youshui Village is located in a remote corner of Beisheng. There is a river in the village called Youshui, and the village is named after it.

　　 All the villagers here live on quiet water, the water is clear and unpolluted.

　　 They don’t have to work hard to dig wells and fetch water, and they don’t have to have a headache because of water sources.

　　 So until one day more than ten years ago.

　　A certain Taoist fairy came here, predicting the coming of the day of evil, and propagating that only the sacrifice of girls can resolve this disaster.

　　 I used some more spells to convince the villagers of these things.

　　 Qixi followed Yu Qian back to the village to rest.

　　 quietly listened and finished these brief summaries.

　　 She couldn't help sighing in her heart.

　　 After a short stroll and rest, she is already much better, and her eyes have returned to the noble and proud golden color.

　　 "Strange."

　　 "Most of the demonic cultivators escaped in the sand sea of ​​West Desert. How can anyone go to Beisheng."

　　 Qixi fell into contemplation, which is a strange thing to all as the empress of the temple.

　　 The West Desert Sand Sea is a vast and huge forbidden area, where there are no rules at all, there are beasts or poisonous gases everywhere.

　　 Hidden here are all desperadoes.

　　 The demons who have fallen into the evil way, unless they flee to the sand sea of ​​West Desert to linger, they will definitely be killed by the people of the temple.

　　 Even in the Northern Sacred Wasteland, there are still people from the temple standing there.

　　 For Qixi, this is very difficult to understand and very unreasonable.

　　 If so, that’s all. But when she knew that there was even a ruin of a magic repair tomb under the ground, she felt that the world was even more absurd.

"Here we are."

　　 just now.

　　 Yu Qian suddenly stopped and said.

　　 Qi Xi was slightly startled, and looked straight ahead.

"Ok?"

　　 "Here...oh oh, is that your home there?"

　　 At the end of the dirt road, there is a two-story red brick house.

　　 From the perspective of Zhongzhou and Dongyue, it may be shabby. But if it's in the North Holy Wasteland, it's not bad.

"what?"

　　 Yu Qian shook her head, pointed to another place, and said, "No, that's where grandma lived..."

　　 "My house is there."

　　 She was referring to the neighboring thatched cottage.

　　 "……"

　　 Qixi was speechless, and Xu felt a little embarrassed.

　　 The thatched house trembled, as if a strong wind could blow it down easily.

　　 In fact, this is also true.

　　 The thatched house has always been blown down on the day of strong wind; if it encounters heavy rain, the house will inevitably leak.

　　 The two continued to walk forward, and soon came to the door.

　　 At this moment, the sky has cleared. Although it had rained heavily just now, fortunately, the house did not collapse.

　　 "Sister Fairy, take a rest in the yard first."

　　 Yu Qian moved a chair over and said, "I'm going to make a cup of tea."

　　 I am used to listening to the sarcasm, fear, or yin and yang words similar to the "thousand years old woman".

　　 Hearing the word "elder sister" at the moment, Qi Xi can't help feeling numb all over.

　　 too sensible.

　　 Qixi lay on the chair lazily, her face relaxed, her slightly raised chest accompanied by rhythmic ups and downs of breathing.

　　 Under the leisurely white clouds, she just felt sleepy and falling asleep.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 closed his eyes and yawned leisurely.

　　 Half-dream and half-awake, she noticed the movement from the chaotic graves in the distance, and it didn't take much to know that Ye An had vacated it.

　　 For Ye An, she feels relieved for some reason.

　　 After a short while, Yu Qian already brought tea.

　　 "The fairy, the tea is ready."

　　 She poured tea, and the tea smelled overflowing.

　　 Although these teas are cheap, they are also the best in the village.

　　Most people in the realm of Qixi or age like drinking tea, but she herself is an exception.

　　 Not only doesn't like drinking tea, but also has the terrible temperament of adding sugar to tea. If it weren't for Yu Qian, because of her face, she would definitely put a spoonful of sugar down.

　　 Qixi picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said, "Not bad."

　　 "Hey..."

　　 Yu Qian smiled relieved, she knew that her pot of tea would definitely be far from satisfying Qixi's taste.

　　 But when I heard Qixi's words, I was still a lot happier sincerely.

　　What the young Yu Qian didn't know was that no matter how good the tea was, Qixi wouldn't like it—unless sugar was added.

　　 "By the way, Sister Fairy..."

　　 Yu Qian stood by, hesitated for a while, and said cautiously: "Can you ask a question."

　　 Qixi nodded at random and said, "What's the problem?"

"you you--"

　　 Yu Qian said timidly: "Why are you afraid of ghosts?"

　　 heard this.

　　 Qixi's fair and pretty face suddenly turned black, and his face was covered with black lines.

　　 "Ah...! I was talking in a dream just now."

　　 Yu Qian realized that she had said the wrong thing, shut up quickly, and explained perfunctorily.

　　 She was indeed very curious, so that she didn't think about it, so she told her bottom question.

　　 The so-called companion is like a companion tiger, not to mention that the other party is still a fairy ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Yu Qian, who has just escaped from the dead and is in a panic, suddenly panicked at this moment.

　　 In panic, she quickly thought of an explanation method, and explained with an awkward smile: "How can immortals be afraid of ghosts?"

　　 "I know, sister, you must be deliberate, deliberately giving that little brother a chance."

　　 It's okay not to say this.

　　 But after speaking out, Qi Xi's face darkened.

　　 The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and her red lips opened slightly, but she was speechless and had to smile dumbly.

　　 "I can't say that I am not afraid at all."

　　 Qixi said it in a slurred way, thought about it, and said: "The most important thing is that I had a dream before."

　　 "Dream?" Yu Qian was slightly confused.

　　 Qixi explained casually: "It's probably just dreaming that I have become those monsters too. It's similar to... well, killing and cannibalizing everywhere-in short, it is indeed terrible."

　　 Yu Qian was confused when she heard it, and the doubt in her eyes became even greater.

　　 She thought for a long time, and then said a soulful sentence: "In that case, sister, are you still afraid of ghosts?"

　　 "……"

　　 Qixi is not very eloquent at first.

　　 Inherited to her as a demigod, many things depend on her fist to speak.

　　 I was really stopped at this moment, and was speechless again.

　　 "I can't say that I am not afraid at all."

　　 Qixi repeated it again.

　　 Yu Qian was stunned for a moment, and then nodded as if enlightened, "Oh, I understand."

　　 Qixi didn't know if she really understood.

　　 But at least, I can say a little less.

　　 "That's right."

　　 Yu Qian said: "Let me just say, there are really no immortals who are afraid of ghosts, right?