"The fake foreign devil died, and the fake foreign woman left. Now, the whole world is comfortable... waves, waves... waves! waves! waves...."

In the morning, in the yard, after breakfast, Master Jiu was invited out to go out to have tea with Qian Youcai, Li Dafu and others went to work, and Xu Jie went to work in the teahouse, and there were only two brothers left in the yard. When he learned that Yang Liqing and others had left with Peter's body, Xu Dongsheng smiled all morning and hummed a small song, so happy.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem to be listless? It's like this since you came back last night." Xu Dongsheng looked at Lin Tianqi again, and saw that Lin Tianqi looked sick and absent-minded. He couldn't help but ask, wondering, what's wrong with his senior brother? How did this look so similar to when he came back from Ningcheng last time: "Senior Brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just didn't have a good rest last night." Lin Tianqi replied casually. He was indeed in a bad state today, a little absent-minded in doing things, and was not in a mood to practice, because he had been thinking about Zhang Qian, but since he had been thinking about last night and hadn't come up with a reason. In the end, he simply stopped thinking about it and made a fuss in his heart: "Forget it, let's talk about it when we meet in the evening."

"At worst, just accept it directly. Just hold it back and don't mess around. And as the master said, there is already one, so it doesn't matter if there is one more. There is not much more. And it's rare that it is a female ghost who is obedient to herself and stay by her side. Maybe one day will start a fight with Ningcheng's family. If you can't beat her, you can help you."

When Lin Tianqi thought about this, he suddenly felt much better again.

Xu Dongsheng next to him looked at Lin Tianqi, whose face was gloomy and clear, and wondered what was wrong with his senior brother and how nervous he was.

However, Xu Dongsheng didn't ask much, and he realized that his senior brother didn't want to say much. Time flies and it's evening again.

As always, after dinner, I rested for a while, and as usual, I practiced a health boxing technique. After sweating, I took a shower and then went back to my room to sleep.

Of course, Lin Tianqi couldn't really sleep. He was waiting for Zhang Qian to come out.

He pillowed his hands on the back of his head, watched the crescent moon slowly rise outside the window, and listened to the voices of his master, junior brother and Xu Jie next door, and the night slowly fell silent.

"She didn't come last night. Did she notice that I had already seen her and didn't want to appear in front of me? Otherwise, why haven't she appeared in front of me for a while, but she only appeared in the middle of the night while I was sleeping. She was afraid that I would see her now..."

Lin Tianqi looked at the direction of the door, and thought it was very likely that his guess was possible. He immediately got up from the bed, lit the oil lamp, took out the paper and pen, and hesitated in front of the table. Lin Tianqi felt that the words could not be written too stiffly, and Zhang Qian probably couldn't avoid it. Since that's the case, let's make a good relationship in advance.

A few minutes later, Lin Tianqi opened the door, stretched his head and looked out the corridor and yard outside. There were no figures or ghosts. He took out the written notes and posted them on the door.

"Cry" posted the note, and Lin Tianqi returned to the room and closed the door, but there was an extra note with words on the door.

The yard became quiet again, and before I knew it, it was late at night. The moonlight was bright and the cold moonlight was shining. Under the moonlight, a white woman appeared in the yard. The white Chinese cheongsam, the black long dripping from the forehead, covering the whole face, and the feet did not touch the ground, as if they appeared out of thin air, appearing silently in the yard.

If an ordinary person sees this woman, he may be scared to death.

The woman appeared in the yard, facing Lin Tianqi's room, covering her face, and she couldn't see her face and eyes clearly, but no one would doubt her appearance. Her eyes were just looking at Lin Tianqi's room. After listening in the yard for a while, the woman walked towards the door of Lin Tianqi's room, and when she reached the door, she stopped again.

The woman stretched out her hand and took off the note from the door.

"You are here." At this time, Lin Tianqi's voice sounded in the room, and he had already felt Zhang Qian outside the door.

Although he didn't see Zhang Qian some time ago, he was sleeping soundly and was not alert at that time, so he didn't see Zhang Qian. But now he is prepared. Naturally, as soon as Zhang Qian approaches, he feels the breath.

Hearing Lin Tianqi's voice in the room, Zhang Qian at the door trembled slightly with naked eyes.

"Come in." Lin Tianqi's voice sounded again in the room.

Zhang Qian, holding the note, hesitated at the door for a moment, and finally stretched out her hands and pushed open the door. She didn't look like a yearning, and went straight into the door. This time, she pushed open the door and put down the note in her hand.

"Crack."

The door opened, the moonlight was cold, and it shone in along the door, landing in the room in front of the bed. Lin Tianqi sat on the edge of the bed, watching Zhang Qian push the door open and walk in. The moonlight passed through her body without any shadow. When she walked in, she was silent, her feet were not touching the ground, and she was extremely quiet.

Finally, Zhang Qian walked to Lin Tianqi and stopped. Lin Tianqi felt that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a lot invisibly. This was caused by the yin energy emitted from Zhang Qian's body. Usually, where ghosts stayed, they would appear yin energy, which is precisely because of this.

Lin Tianqi looked at Zhang Qian. The white short-sleeved cheongsam wrapped in a slender and enchanting figure, which was the one I wore at night when I died. The only difference was that there was no gunshot wound on my chest. The hands exposed on the short-sleeved shirt were flawless, slender and smooth, and the ten fingers were full of scary things except that they looked whiter than normal people and had little blood.

Only the face was invisible. The black length was draped from the front of her forehead, covering her entire face. This look was almost exactly the same as Sadako. Lin Tianqi took a few glances and thought to himself that Zhang Qian's face behind her head was as charming and beautiful as she did before her lifetime, but she must not be distorted. Even if she is a ghost, she must be a beautiful female ghost, otherwise she will not be able to accept it.

After all, it is already the limit to not being able to slap. If you can’t even watch it, you really can’t accept it.

Seeing that Zhang Qian didn't speak, she stood quietly in front of her. Lin Tianqi took a breath, reached out and grabbed one of Zhang Qian's palms. The touch was no different from that of a normal person, but it was very cold and could not feel the temperature at all, but it was not as cold as ice.

Zhang Qian's body trembled slightly. The moment she grabbed Zhang Qian's palm, Lin Tianqi could clearly feel the stiffness and trembling of Zhang Qian's palm.

Feeling Zhang Qian's nervousness, Lin Tianqi raised his head and looked straight at Zhang Qian's face and said.

“Don’t be nervous.”

Lin Tianqi smiled, telling Zhang Qian not to be nervous, but in fact he himself was also nervous.

Zhang Qian still didn't say anything, but this time, she responded, nodded slightly, and walked along Lin Tianqi's arm and sat down next to Lin Tianqi.

Just a few steps away, looking at Zhang Qian's face, which was still covered by long, Lin Tianqi took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand and stretched out his head that blocked his face in front of Zhang Qian, preparing to push away the head that blocked her face, and said in his heart that the ancestor's blessing, but it must not be a distorted face.

When his hands touched the long front of his forehead, Lin Tianqi hesitated for a moment and took a deep breath. He was a little nervous, worried that there was a distorted face behind him.

Sliding his fingers, slowly pushing away from the middle that was blocking Zhang Qian.

The forehead first exposed, as white as jade.

Then there was the nose, mouth, face, eyes, and until finally, Lin Tianqi completely pushed Zhang Qian's head away to both sides and revealed his face.

"call!"

Lin Tianqi let out a long sigh, a relieved smile appeared on his face. Looking at Zhang Qian's face, he sighed inwardly and said fortunately, he was still so delicate and beautiful.

The watery and spiritual phoenix eyes, willow eyebrows, cherry lips, and a charming face like a lotus. Although there is less blood than usual on the face, it does not affect the aesthetics, and it looks a little more cold and gorgeous.

The moment his face showed up, Zhang Qian was also timid. Her beautiful eyes flashed and she didn't dare to confront Lin Tianqi. Her face showed shyness. She looked like a ghost, but she was clearly a beauty who saw her lover's shyness.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but then, looking at Zhang Qian with a shy and big eyes, Lin Tianqi was a little embarrassed again. He was a little embarrassed. What should he call Zhang Qian at this time?

It is obviously impossible to call him the second wife. Could it be that he should call him Xiaoqian?

Zhang Qian seemed to see Lin Tianqi's embarrassment, looked at Lin Tianqi shyly, and said in a small mosquito-like voice.

"My nickname is Xiaoqian. If Lin Lang doesn't dislike it, just call me Xiaoqian."

Zhang Qian spoke shyly in a small mosquito-like voice!

Lin Tianqi: "..."

Yes, it’s really Xiaoqian. I don’t know if Ning Caichen will come to fight for her.

ps: Chapter 1!
Chapter completed!