Zhou Taixing was so frightened that he was trembling all over, the chopsticks in his hand fell directly on the table, Zhou Fang fell off the stool, crawled back with both hands and feet, his face full of horror, "Ah!!!"
Zhou You rolled the whites of his eyes, and rolled down from the chair in a daze.
There was chaos in the main hall.
In a remote courtyard.
Zong Yuan concentrated on looking at the envelope in the wooden box, but the sunny sky outside the window was suddenly covered by a large cloud of clouds. Zhou Ning nestled next to Zhou Jin, feeling something was wrong. He raised his head and looked straight at the familiar pair of Eye,"… ?"
"elder brother-"
A pale and bruised hand brushed Zhou Ning's eyes, and he fell asleep obediently as soon as he uttered a syllable.
Zong Yuan turned his back to Zhou Ning, and couldn't bear to look at these things any more. He put down the letter paper, but suddenly there was a heavy earthy smell from the tip of his nose.
Zong Yuan, "..." Damn it.
He turned his head abruptly, the corpse on the ground did not know when it came back to life, the eyes he had praised just now had already opened, staring blankly at Zong Yuan, his stiff body lay on his back. Keeping close to Zong Yuan under control, the damp and dull smell came from him.
Zong Yuan looked out of the window subconsciously, only to find it was dark.
Zong Yuan stepped back cautiously, frowned and asked, "Did you kill Zhou You?"
Zhou Jin looked at him coldly, drops of blood came out from the nails of his right hand, he got closer and closer, "You, damn, die."
The sympathy for him just now disappeared in an instant, Zong Yuan sneered, "If you have the ability, kill me."
No matter how big the dark cloud is, it will one day move away.
Zhou Jin stretched out his bloody right hand steadily, but could only imprison Zong Yuan in that area.
Zhou Jin's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, "You, damn, die."
Waiting for seven days of revenge, all the power was destroyed by this man!
Dig his body out of the soil, he doesn't even have the strength to kill this man now!
Why today! why!
Zong Yuan paused, Zhou Jin's expression was mixed with hatred and anger, as if he was the victim, Zong Yuan's eyebrows twitched, "Why do you..."
He took two steps forward, and actually walked out!
Zhou Jin stared at him bitterly, more and more bloodstains were left on his right hand, gradually smelling like rotting corpses.
After fighting wits and courage with Young Master Wednesday several times, Zong Yuan felt it was weird, and he couldn't help but said, "You don't have the power to kill after you killed Zhou You?"
Zhou Jin took two steps forward stiffly, but couldn't control his body well, his left foot crossed over to his right foot, and fell hard to the ground with a thud.
Zong Yuan, "...", be careful.
Zhou Jin's hand was still stretched out, and he crawled towards the soles of Zong Yuan's feet. The monstrous hatred for Zhou's family and the sadness that he had no energy for revenge made him want to bring this man who ruined his revenge with him when he died. Blood gushed out of his eyes, and his long hair was mixed with blood, leaving blood all over the place.
The dark clouds are finally about to pass, and the yard has begun to brighten.
Zong Yuan and Zhou Jin looked at each other in pain, he was silent for a few seconds, and finally walked around Zhou Jin, closed the door and window, regardless of Zhou Jin's struggle, picked him up and put him on the bed behind the layers of curtains.
In the dark space, the bloody smell was far away from Zong Yuan. He didn't know why he did this, so he simply asked Zhou Jin directly, "Is it my fault?"
Even though it was the seventh day, it was still weaker than before.
Zhou Jin was full of hatred and helplessness, "It's you—"
The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by ant nests.
He is about to be able to take revenge on his revenge, but he has no strength to take revenge.
When people are killed, can ghosts just watch them escape
Zong Yuan was silent for a while, "I dug you out today?"
No one responded, Zong Yuan confirmed it instead.
He had read the books about ghosts and gods in this room before, and the book said that revenge within seven days after death is not revenge, it is karma, beyond the first seven days, it will be difficult to kill again.
If true, he ruined all hope that was his.
Zong Yuan asked in a low voice, "What can I do to make you recover?"
Zhou Jin, "No, no, no... I can't kill, I can't kill—"
Zong Yuan interrupted his more intense words, "Is it because you were exposed to the sun?"
His tone was serious and reassuringly calm, Zhou Jin was in a trance, he nodded.
Zong Yuan, "I heard that ghosts have a way to absorb yang energy. Since I harmed you, then I will make up for you. Take as much as you need."
Zhou Jin just felt absurd. He was lying there like a dead body, and the rotten smell was about to overwhelm the smell of the soil. "What is Yang Qi?"
Even if there is no direct sunlight, the strong sunshine smell is still everywhere.
He was getting weaker and weaker.
He couldn't even express his killing intent. The person who was not breathing seemed to have disappeared at this moment. Zong Yuan's heart tightened inexplicably. He cursed and groped Zhou Jin's waist.
"You don't even know how to inhale yang energy, you're still a fucking ghost," he said unceremoniously, Zhou Jin's expression was distorted when scolded, his sharp nails turned black, and his hair fell to Zong Yuan's neck But at the next moment, all movements stopped, and he stared wide-eyed in shock.
The wind could not blow into this room, but the curtain fluttered gently.
Zhou Jin's pupils were wide open, and he felt the warmth of his lips in a daze.
Zong Yuan stuck to his lips and said to him irritably, "You suck!"
I don't fucking want to owe this kind of thing at all.
Zhou Jin opened his mouth, but before he could utter a word, a gust of anger escaped from Zong Yuan's mouth, and it got into his mouth accurately.
"!!!"
The body obviously felt lighter, and the lost strength began to recover. Just such a little, there is so much energy? !
Zhou Jin hurriedly chased Zong Yuan's lips. Like a wolf that hadn't eaten meat for three days, he blocked Zong Yuan's lips fiercely, biting and sucking air from his mouth hungrily, and even gradually got up and sat tightly. Holding his head on Zong Yuan's body to "inhale Yang Qi".
Fascinated, excited, wishing to get into Zong Yuan's mouth with his whole body.
To be honest, there is still a smell of rotting corpses. Zhou Jin recovered quickly, and the heavy earthy smell surged up again. Zong Yuan was led into it by Zhou Jin, with a serious expression on his face. Lip to lip, but kissing.
Zong Yuan's palm supported Zhou Jin's buttocks. Zhou Jin's body seemed to come alive. He opened his closed eyes and saw Zong Yuan's expression clearly. When he was excited, countless ghosts cried and howled, and ghost claws rang out. Show up again.
Zong Yuan pushed him away violently, and strode out of the room.
Zhou Jin stared blankly at his back, his lips were moist, he touched his own mouth, and suddenly swallowed.
Saliva... also his saliva.
Zong Yuan rushed out of the room, and the three people outside were startled by him, "Master?"
Zong Yuan's expression was extremely bad. He walked under the tree silently. There were a few fallen leaves on the stone bench. Before he reached out to sweep them, those few fallen leaves were swept down by a strange wind.
Zong Yuan's face turned even darker, and he directly asked Ah Wu who had just locked the door and chatted with his brothers, "I asked you to send someone to the main hall to check, but he hasn't come back yet?"
Ah Wu cautiously said, "You haven't come back yet, young master, what's wrong with you? Who made you angry?"
Zong Yuan glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, still looking furious, "Don't ask."
Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to ask any more. After a while, there was a knock on the door, and it was a delicate female voice, "Master, I am the girl next to the second aunt. It is very chaotic right now. My aunt asked me to ask if you have any questions." There's no place where hospitality is poor."
Ah Wu received a signal from Zong Yuan, "There is nothing missing, even we don't know what happened, can you tell us, Miss?"
Qing Ning was about to speak, but she shuddered suddenly, the whites of her eyes rolled up, her whole body shook violently a few times, and then she returned to normal.
She looked at the wooden door with deep eyes, touched her neck, "Master Zong is here?"
Zong Yuan asked Ah Wu to open the door, and faced the girl outside, "I'm also curious about what happened," he raised the corners of his lips, "Can you tell me?"
Qing Ning turned her face away uncomfortably, then lowered her eyes, pretending to be normal, "My lord, stay well in the courtyard, don't look at what you shouldn't."
Ah Wu said angrily: "How did you talk?!"
Qing Ning froze for a moment before realizing it. She frowned indistinctly and smiled stiffly, "I'm sorry."
The expression in Zong Yuan's eyes deepened, and he asked thoughtfully, "What's the girl's name?"
"..." Qing Ning paused for a moment, then said cautiously, "Little girl."
When did Mr. Wednesday know how to possess a body!
Zong Yuan laughed back in anger. He took Qing Ning's hand, pinched "her" chin, and looked affectionately, "Little girl is really beautiful."
Ah Wu and others, "???"
Qing Ning's face darkened, and she felt an inexplicable resentment in her heart. He wished to kill the maid who possessed him. At this moment, Zong Yuan's expression turned cold, and he ruthlessly chased away the guests, "Get out."
Immediately, they shut the door.
Qing Ning was locked out of the door, "she" stayed for a moment with a cold face, then turned and left.
0046 is weird, "Didn't you say—"
"It's him," Zong Yuan interrupted him. He had regained his composure at this moment, and he still had the leisure to chat with the people around him. He thought in his heart that old couples should teach him some lessons.
Besides, he was really angry.
Being bullied and killed like this always reminded him that he should resist when he was alive.
He doesn't know when every world will come to him, if he can't become a ghost this time—
Damn.
A Yu came back quickly, and he also brought back a piece of news, "Yesterday, people from the Zhou Mansion sent some food outside the city."
Zong Yuan took the things in his hand, including incense, candles, paper money, and he got up and walked into the room, when A Yu's report stopped, "Master?"
Zong Yuan turned his head, "Aren't you tired? Go eat first."
He went back to his room to see the sleeping Zhou Ning and the motionless "corpse" lying on the bed.
Zong Yuan's temples bulged, and all the anger since he recognized him turned into tenderness, and he straightened Zhou Jin's hair bit by bit.
"no next time."
Don't die, protect yourself, wait for me to avenge you, and live well.
… If you die, if you don’t become a ghost, where can I find you
I'd rather you be ruthless in life than turn into a illusory ghost after death.
The next is not an example.
The author has something to say: Zong Yuan is angry about what Zhou Jin received, and even more angry about his death. He would rather Zhou Jin be ruthless before he died than die like this before he came.
Who knows if I can become a ghost ╮(╯▽╰)╭