Fast Time Travel: When Crazy Beauty Criticizes the Villain's Script

Lu Shi subconsciously widened his eyes.

what happened?

It was just a small cloud of cool air just now, wasn't it?

Now this tactile sensation...although I still can't see the entity, but I can feel it, and it seems to be complete!

The key is……

One second he laughed at others for not having any ghosts at all, but the other party had ghosts in their hearts, and the next second he was slapped in the face on the spot.

Why don't you be so shameless, brother!

And it's really cold!

Lu Shi struggled twice, but actually wanted to say something first.

But his reaction was clearly misinterpreted as a refusal to fight back.

The invisible man hugged himself even tighter, and the force of his chin was so strong that it seemed to crush his bones, not to mention the others.

Lu Shi felt that he even tasted his own blood.

At this time, Tian Youliang, who was stunned to the ground, trembled and woke up just like that.

When he raised his head, he was facing his brother's coffin, which was not the scariest thing.

The most frightening thing was that he saw his sister-in-law, who was sitting half leaning against the coffin, in a very strange posture at this time.

The two arms were pressed together in front of the body as if they were trapped, but the neck was twisted and the chin was raised, and the mouth could not be closed...

Tian Youliang stared blankly for a few seconds, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes, as if being stabbed by a knife, and could even feel the warmth of his own blood.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

He screamed terribly and climbed up and down, as if his hands and feet were weak, he fell to his knees, and knocked his head on the altar.

While screaming and continuing to climb, he climbed and fell several times before rolling out of the threshold.

"Mom! There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

His shrill cry resounded throughout the village, and all the dogs in the village barked after him.

The sound outside suddenly became louder.

Lu Shi frowned, murmured a few times, a drop of physiological tears came out from the corner of his eyes, but disappeared quickly before waiting for a second.

Breathing and speech are finally free again.

Lu Shi said in a low voice, "Shut up first, someone is coming in."

There seemed to be a cool air blowing past his ears, as if someone behind him snorted.

But he was released just before the first person stepped into the mourning hall.

Lu Shi immediately corrected his posture, raised his hand to button the loose button, and pulled the rolled up hem of his clothes.

The next moment the man had already entered.

It was Tian Youliang's mother.

Lu Shi saw that she first glanced at the noodles lying on the floor, her eyes showed genuine distress, then she pulled away her son who was cowering and hiding behind her, slapped him hard on the back, and cursed , "How can there be a ghost? Ah? How can there be a ghost? You overturned the food for fear of being whipped, and you are messing around here again, right? You bastard!"

As she spoke, she slapped him on the back.

This woman can be seen to be a frequent farmer, with strong hands.

Tian Youliang was slapped by her slap after slap, grinning his teeth, ouch, he couldn't help hiding, but he couldn't get rid of his hand, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!" Kill you and you will have no son!"

The few villagers who came to watch the excitement were obviously used to this scene, and they calmly advised, "Forget it, don't hit the children", but their eyes sneaked into the mourning hall.

Wang Guixiang may have also realized that it is embarrassing to watch the excitement like this, so she finally stopped, squeezed out a smile and said to everyone, "Why are you all here? It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just this kid who is yelling, what the hell, talking nonsense , it looks like your sister-in-law is not the only one in there, he is still doing well."

Hearing this, Tian Youliang recalled the strange scene he saw just now, and his legs were weak again, but now his mother was by his side, and the villagers were behind him, so he boldly looked in, and saw his sister-in-law sitting upright, with a blank face. Looking at himself with an expression.

Although it was not as creepy as laughing just now, his dark eyes from when he landed somehow started to tremble again, and he muttered in a low voice, "Really, something is really wrong, Mom, my hand, My face... hurts like being hit, and my neck..."

He was stopped by Wang Guixiang's fierce eye knife, and he dared not speak any more.

To put it bluntly, if this family can control him, then he can't beat his mother in a real fight.

Wang Guixiang pinched him hard from an angle that others could not see, and said in a low voice, "I'll clean you up later."

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly went to greet the villagers, "Let's go, everyone stays at night to help, it's so tiring, I'll give everyone a late-night snack."

Everyone didn't gather here to watch the excitement, and went to the yard in a noisy manner.

Tian Youliang actually wanted to go back with his mother, but his mother seemed to have eyes on the back of her head, she turned her head and stared at him, "Clean up the place you made."

Tian Youliang was afraid, but he was also afraid of his mother.

In the end, I could only stay aggrieved, took the broom and dustpan, moved in next to the door bit by bit, bent down and swept hard.

From the beginning to the end, neither the mother nor the son noticed that the oil lamp on the table of the deceased had been extinguished long ago.

Lu Shi raised his eyebrows playfully.

From the looks of it, this ghostly husband doesn't seem to have much status in this family.

"Hey--"

Tian Youliang, who was buried in cleaning, trembled, but he didn't dare to look up at Lu Shi.

"What, what?"

"Go and get me some food and water." Lu Shi said.

The tone of voice is the kind of tone that is taken for granted.

Tian Youliang froze for a moment, summoned up the courage to raise his head, but the moment he saw Lu Shi's face, his eyes stabbed again, and a cold breath wrapped around his neck, getting tighter and tighter. tight.

"Uh... help... save..."

He couldn't yell at all, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He only felt a sharp pain in his neck, a feeling of suffocation, and his chest hurt as if it was about to explode.

"please……"

He fell to his knees, one hand stretched forward and scratching desperately.

"You can nod your head if you understand."

He heard the man's calm and cold voice say.

Tian Youliang nodded with great difficulty.

The neck loosened for an instant, and the air suddenly rushed in again. He panted hard several times, and he was about to pee in fright.

Really, really ghosts!

It's his brother!

His brother's short-lived ghost is really here, guarding his wife, not letting anyone see him, even more vicious than when he was alive.

It was really going to strangle him just now.

"Why? It looks like you don't understand."

He scrambled and shrank back, "Understood, ahem...Understood, I'll go right away, I'll go right away."

Not daring to look at Lu Shi, but didn't hear what he said, Tian Youliang hurriedly turned around and ran away, and even tripped over the threshold and fell straight out.

But he quickly got up and rushed to the kitchen in a shitty manner.

Lu Shi withdrew his gaze, just as he was guessing where A Piao Lu Yi would be standing now, the familiar icy cold came from behind again, and his waist was entangled.

Yes, I was hugged again.

Is there anything wrong with calling him behind the spirit?

"So, you are really my husband's ghost?"

The pale-faced young man showed no fear, but a hint of interest, and the way he turned his head and raised his chin showed a hint of seduction.

The invisible being seemed not too pleased by his words.

Because Lu Shi felt his nose was bitten coldly by the ice.

Whisper!

It seems not.

But what if you can't communicate?Still have to talk about a dumb romance?

Can't see and can't speak, isn't it a bit more difficult?

"Then who are you? Can you tell me?"

Liang Youyou, who was pestering him, was quiet for a while, and after a few seconds, Lu Shi saw that the air in front of him had changed.

It was as if a red bottle of ink was suddenly overturned in the air, and the flowing red condensed into a square word: Yi

Lu Shi curled his lips into a smile.

It's... no surprise.