By the time we finish dinner, the time is almost over.

Gu Shengyin prepared some things and saw the bright roulette moon in the sky and took out the little doll.

Direct contact with the moonlight, the effect is better.

Gu Sheng moved his hands, and the silver white robe on the baby's body faded down, and his small body was exposed.

Gu Shengyin used a brush on one side of the small white porcelain bowl, stained with some bright red thick liquid, starting from the baby's neck, slowly sketching.

She closed her eyes.

The whole process of depicting runes must be done in one breath, and the nib can not be broken at all until the drawing is completed.

……

Chen Biyue felt that he was in a strange dream.

At first, he felt like he was trapped in a strange place.

There was nothing around him. Even if he opened his eyes as hard as he could, he could only see some heavy gray fog around him.

He groped and went on, but no matter how far he went, it was always like this.

Chen Biyue, who has always been a materialist, thinks that he may have had a nightmare.

But at first, he could hear someone talking.

It was the voice of his domestic helpers, as if calling himself, and then there was a commotion of war, the noise of people, the harsh sound of ambulance, crying, swearing and yelling.

It's noisy.

Those voices seemed to come from the distant horizon. He wanted to shout out loud that I was here.

But it didn't work. His voice couldn't be transmitted at all.

It's a very abstract sound wave, but Chen Biyue seems to be able to feel it. His voice spreads out and touches the fog and is swallowed up bit by bit.

He is tired and wants to have a rest.

Then he slowly found that the voices in the sky were becoming more and more blurred, and now they are almost completely inaudible.

His body became more and more tired, as if he just closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Body instinctive warning.

Chen Biyue didn't believe it any more. Now he began to suspect that he might have been secretly attacked.

The old man in his family believed in metaphysics and often talked about something. Although he sneered at him, he also heard a lot about it.

Is it true that he was planted in the hands of Xuanmen people?

His thinking has been very tired, can not provide his own complete thinking.

At this time, the only thing that Chen Biyue thought about was sleeping.

Want to sleep well, and then nothing to worry about.

In a magnificent room in the imperial capital.

A woman with red wavy hair and an enchanting figure came out of the bathroom wearing a silk nightgown.

She was wearing a very bold, light pajamas with a vacuum inside. Before walking, she could even see the proud white people shaking around.

There was a bald man sitting on the bed. Looking at his age of thirty, he looked very handsome. On his head, it seemed that some black mysterious runes were tattooed on his head, which plated the whole person with a layer of crazy and wild charm.

If the woman is soft and boneless, the whole person sits on the man.

"What happened to that?"

The man chuckled softly, and his hands reached into the woman's pajamas and rubbed it hard. Not surprisingly, he heard a long voice of Jiao Yin in her mouth.

"Xiao Sao, don't worry. If there is no accident, your good brother should go to see the Buddha today, oh I forget that he doesn't believe in the Buddha. "

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