The old lady Zhou brought her over, and I glanced up and down at the scholar. He was obedient to his mother. It was estimated that he had always been so useless when he was alive, and he could not get rid of his identity even now that he was dead.
Mrs. Zhou asked him if he liked me. If he liked me, the matter was settled. He would write a red book with my birth date, marry a yin, and then give me a betrothal gift.
I was behind Mr. Zhou, but after seeing Mrs. Zhou asking about the scholar, the scholar looked up at me timidly and shyly. It was a shy look like a big girl, but when he caught my eye, he Frightened all over.
I stared at him coldly. I opened my lips behind Zhou Shi, and said three silent words with a blank face: "Say you like it."
The scholar swallowed: "Xixixi... I like..."
Zhou Shi smiled happily and planned to hold my hand, but I avoided it and turned around and said, "Go, go and write the red book directly."
Zhou Shi was very happy: "Look at your daughter-in-law, you are still in a hurry."
She took her son with me all the way, rambled about their family's past, and said that they were wealthy households in the village before they died, they did good deeds, and did a lot of good things. The only bad thing was that the child's father died early. Shi worked hard for his son to grow up, and finally passed the exam as a scholar. Just when he was about to take the exam, the village in the mountains was robbed by a group of bandits, and both mother and son were desperate.
The old lady had no other wishes before her death. The only thing she was unwilling was that she didn't have time to get a daughter-in-law while her son was alive. So I have been searching in the ghost market for a long time, picking characters, picking appearances, picking whether I am a virgin, pitiful and stubborn.
When I meet me now, Zhou is still picking: "You have lived too long, you were born a little older, but it doesn't matter, you were a cultivator before you were alive. You cultivators save a lot of people and kill a lot of people, why don't you? My son Fudehou…”
I stared at the scholar next to me who didn't dare to look up at me at all. He was so useless and talked about merit.
I marked the red bookmark with him, and went to the Huihun shop with them. Before the Huihun shop, when Zhou shi was about to lift his foot in, he suddenly asked me: "I only have enough here to buy you an hour's return sun. Dan, you have to tell me first, what are you going to do to return Yang?"
Without changing my face, I talked to her: "I had a sect before my death, and I died suddenly, and I didn't have time to explain to my subordinates. Now I plan to get married in the underworld, and I want to go back and make a break, and tell my subordinates by the way. People, ask them to give me some paper, and I will use it to take care of you and your son in the future. If you let me stay in this world longer, I will be able to ask more people to help me burn more money."
After listening to Zhou Shi: "Then I'll buy you two!"
She was about to enter the store, and I followed behind her. The ghost with green face and fangs at the door let Zhou shi in, but stopped me at the door. I didn't move, and Zhou hurried back to explain, "This is my daughter-in-law."
This is the first time I stepped into the ghost shop in this ghost market that is full of discrimination against wicked people.
Mrs. Zhou and the shopkeeper bought two Huanyang Pills, and the shopkeeper said behind the black cloth: "After eating Huanyang Pills, you can only return your own body. What does it look like? Whether it has flesh or not is your own question. , we only guarantee the return of the sun, but not the quality. We are not responsible for the skeleton's inability to climb up. The coffin buried in the soil is tightly covered, and we don't care. When the time comes, no matter where the body goes, The body disappears, returns to the original place on its own, and returns to the ghost city to continue to be a ghost."
I think the most expensive thing sold in this ghost market is probably the most irresponsible product...
But it doesn't matter, I said, even if it is a pair of dry bones, I will get up and kill Luo Mingxuan.
Before I returned to the Soul Shop, no matter what Zhou Shi was still talking to me, I looked up and swallowed the two Yang Pills in my stomach.
Immediately, my head was dizzy, and everything in front of me began to become blurred. Zhou's voice turned into a humming in my ear, and she seemed to be arguing that I was too anxious to eat.
A pain that ripped apart my soul suddenly rose up in my chest, piercing my heart and lungs, and it was more unbearable than any pain I had suffered in my lifetime.
I clenched my teeth, and as I shivered and twitched all over, I had only one thing on my mind—hope the clown hadn't nailed my coffin too tightly.
If this time the sun returned but did not climb out of the coffin, it would be a big joke.
"Boom!" There was a roar, as if the whole world exploded in my mind, and I was plunged into darkness in front of my eyes.
It was as if my five senses disappeared at this moment, all my consciousness ceased to exist, and my body seemed to float in the void, ups and downs…
I don't know how long it has passed, but I can finally slowly feel the existence of the sky and the earth, feel the weight of my body, feel the coolness in the air, and slowly smell the smell that floats into my nostrils.
Not an earthy fishy smell, but a subtle sweet taste…
I opened my eyes abruptly, all the darkness receded, and all the gloom of the ghost city was left behind by me. What caught my eye was a white world of ice and snow, where the wind and snow turned into icicles and hung down from the ceiling.
I took a deep breath, only to feel that my back was empty, and I suddenly fell off the wall and fell to the ground weakly.
I gasped for a moment and looked at the hands on the ground. I raised one hand, turned it around, looked at the lines on the palm, and checked my skin color. It's... it's my body.
It is my Lu Zhaoyao, the body used to deter the immortals and demons in the world.
I didn't turn into a dead bone!
When I turned my head, I saw a bone-cold ice wall behind me. There was a human-shaped depression on the ice wall. I was just on that wall? Or... in the wall
I was stunned and a little ignorant.
what happened
Wasn't I buried under the grass grave in the forbidden area of Chenji Mountain by Mo Qing? Didn't I float on top of that grave for five years? But why is my body here now
It didn't turn into bones, it didn't rot in the slightest...
Where am I, where is this, and who put my body here? Why put it here? How did you put it here
What am I...
dead or not
Countless questions swarmed, I sat back, and the bone-chilling cold instantly passed from my flesh to my brain, calming me down.
No, now is not the time to think about these things!
I only have two hours, no matter what the answers to those questions are, I only have one thing to do now - let Luo Mingxuan continue his deep sleep.
When Luo Mingxuan is sealed again, I will slowly explore these problems with my body.
I stood up and clenched my fists, this is my body, I am familiar with every inch of meridians in my body, my breath, my blood, my strength, all my pride and pride.
I was still wearing the same clothes from Wanlumen, the flamboyant black and red robe I wore when I was in the Sword Tomb. I shook the frost off my shoulders and turned my neck. The corners of his lips twitched in an unstoppable smile.
The ice in front of me showed my appearance, with black hair, black pupils, and demonic energy all over my body. I bit my fingers and dyed my lips a shocking red.
I am the devil.
The terrifying devil Lu Zhaoyao, I have been for a long time... I haven't moved my muscles and bones.