I admit that I like to hear other people's sex sounds, which is a bit perverted, but I didn't mean to hear it, the sound just got into my ears, what can I do, I'm innocent. Can innocent people be perverted? The perverted ones are the couple inside. There's a lot of haunting outside, but you two are enjoying yourself.
Hey, who are these two people in there
This dead man should be the adulterer who just entered, who was killed by Gu Qinglin's ghost and was frightened. Why is there a man inside? Could it be that Gu Qinglin's ghost is making love with his wife? Fuck his second uncle, it feels a bit confusing. I touched my nose and stroked it again. I remember the black shadow that ran into the door at first glance. It looked a bit familiar. Later, when I saw the dead thing on the steps, although he was not wearing glasses, his hair on the top of the door was withered and shining in the firelight. It seemed to be Jiang Yunqing, the bastard.
When he was flirting with Miao Fengyi, I scared him away with my pointed ghost, and then he circled around and came to Gu Qinglin's house. The whistle was the signal to open the door, and the adulterer opened the door. Then the adulterer screamed and died, and after the big guys' torches, feces and urine were mixed up, he turned into a frightened ghost, chasing the old guy who gave the wrong advice to kill him.
This speculation should be correct, but what I can't figure out is, is it so easy to form a terrifying ghost? Besides, aren't the lips of the corpse a little too red? And who killed him, what did Gu Qinglin's wife do after his death, and who were the couple who had sex with him
Damn, a series of question marks, none of which can be solved. Unless I go in and take a look, maybe I can solve multiple mysteries.
I pulled Shen Bing, who was still covering her ears, and quietly crawled into the bottom floor through the gap in the wooden planks. The bottom floor is usually where livestock are raised or dry firewood is stored. There are no livestock here, but there is a pile of firewood, which is just right for us to reach the bottom of the second floor. The two torches just now burned two large holes in the second floor floor, which are basically big enough for a head to get in.
I slowly poked my head out of the cave, and my nose was filled with the smell of paper ash and incense, and the strong smell of death. The room was extremely dark and a bit cold. Even though I opened my eyes wide, I couldn't see anything. Just as I was about to raise my shoulders, I suddenly heard the sound of broken glass rubbing violently in the darkness. Hearing this sound made my soul fly away. Damn it, a jade-refining blood beast!
I was so scared that I tried to get my head down quickly, but in my panic, my head got stuck on the hole. My ears were almost squeezed off, but I still couldn't get it down.
"Pfft..."
With the sound of vomiting something, a strange coldness suddenly surged in front of me and bit my head. At that time, my heart jumped into my throat. Although the blood beast looked small, it was very fast. If it took a few bites, I was afraid that half of my head would be gone.
The buddy was willing to sacrifice his ears to save his head, and he pulled it down hard. This time his head came off. The ears should not have fallen off, but it hurt so much that he dared not touch it. Fortunately, he came down in time. The strange coldness brushed past his head. He reached out and touched his head. Damn, half of his hair was gone!
"What's wrong?" Shen Bing asked in a low voice.
I didn't have time to explain, and hurriedly pulled her down the firewood pile and crawled out of the gap. As soon as I got out, the strange cold followed behind my buttocks. I couldn't escape, so I stood still, pulled Shen Bing back, and did a crosswalk. The strange cold flew past the tip of my nose, and when it passed in front of my eyes, I vaguely saw a palm-sized black thing, which seemed to have two eyeballs, flashing two faint crystal lights.
"It's the Jade Blood Beast!" Shen Bing screamed.
I thought to myself, what's the fuss? Are you afraid that the people upstairs can't hear it? The yellow talisman and the peach wood sword are useless against this blood beast created by witchcraft. Only dirty things, such as my buddy's boy's urine, should be able to break it. But the speed of this thing is that I was killed before I even unzipped my pants.
While I was thinking, the blood beast flew back from the front. I pulled Shen Bing and rolled on the ground, then went down the hillside.
"You'd better think of a way, the blood beast is following us again!" Shen Bing said anxiously.
The idea is so easy to come up with, do you think I'm an inspiration extractor? But when his head was bruised on the hillside, he really thought of a way, and hurriedly took out the small white flag. Xiaoxue and the pointed ghost chased after the frightened monster, but the small white flag didn't follow them, fortunately he kept it. He threw the small flag back, pinched his right hand and whispered a spell, and the small flag pulled enough wind to fly towards the black shadow of the blood beast.
The blood beast didn't seem to want to make things difficult for us. When it saw a cool little white flag, it probably got angry and opened its mouth to bite the flag with a click.
My heart trembled. Don't bite it. The old Xi family only has this one flag. At that moment, the magic formula turned and chanted loudly: "Hanging Great Sage, thunder and lightning, land on the ground!"
This was the method used to deal with Tan Qing in the Wrongful Death City. The small white flag immediately began to spin rapidly, faster than the blood beast could fly. In the end, only a flying black shadow could be seen in the night sky. Immediately after the small white flag made a few thunder-like fart sounds, a black shadow whizzed away into the distance. It should be the blood beast that was thrown out.
Shen Bing and I took the opportunity to stand up from the ground, collected the small flag and ran back desperately. When we ran back to the door of Miao Fengyi's house, we saw that the blood beast was no longer chasing us, so we leaned on the steps and gasped for breath. I suddenly found that the door was open, and the oil lamp was on inside. Old man Miao was sitting on the bed, holding a brush in his hand, and I didn't know what he was fiddling with.
Shen Bing also looked up and saw it, and said to me in surprise: "Why do I feel like a zombie painting his lips?"
I was startled and thought to myself, "Don't scare me. Although the old man is bedridden, he is still alive. How can a living person paint lips like a zombie? This thing is too powerful. If we really encounter it again, we will be very unlucky."
Although I didn't believe it in my heart, the old man Miao really looked like a zombie painting his lips. He was holding a mirror in his left hand, and the brush in his right hand was vaguely blood red, and he was painting his lips. Suddenly, my hair stood up, and my heart was beating violently. Why did he paint his lips? Was he really a zombie
At this moment, Old Man Miao raised his head, looked at the two of us outside the door, and smiled, which was particularly eerie. His lips were as red as blood, which immediately gave me goose bumps from head to toe!
"He doesn't look like a zombie. Is he the descendant of Dongfang Bubai?" Shen Bing said in a trembling voice.
After hearing this, I wanted to bang my head against the wall. You can't be this stupid. Dongfang Bubai is just a novel, okay? Don't take it seriously.
Just as I was about to walk up the stairs to see what was going on, I suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound by my ear, and the strange cold breath came back. Damn it, how come this dead thing made of broken glass can't get rid of its ghost and stick to us!