The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Biluo Ancient Town, No. 37 Scissor Lane, Shen Ji Tailoring.

The wind that poured into the room through the window cracks caused the hanging tungsten light bulbs to sway.

Agarwood took a two-inch long silver needle with her hand and sewed it into the collar of the satin fabric.

The clothes are still on the other person's body.

Without warning, the old man who was lying down suddenly sat up straight!

Chen Xiang was startled and took a breath of cold air.

A gust of wind caused the tungsten filament light bulb to sway violently, and the huge shadow caused by agarwood swayed in the small room, making people dizzy.

In the room, there was only one shadow.

The old man's eyes were dull, and he moved his legs to the side of the bed, without putting on his shoes, and got out of bed.

"Yueying." Chenxiang stopped the old man and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you still feel pain?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xiang stepped forward to the old man and stretched out his hand towards the old man's neck.

In the middle of the wrinkled skin of the throat, there was a slender and sharp silver needle inserted!

Agarwood's hand was very steady, and she quickly twisted the tail of the needle and pulled it out.

The old man remained unmoved, leaving a black sesame eye on his neck with no trace of blood.

The older generation all say that when people are gone, you have to wear decent clothes to go out.

Chen Xiangyin sewed clothes for her and sent her on her last journey, but unexpectedly, she actually got up her body.

"He——" A hoarse mumble came from Shen Yueying's throat.

The black and purple swollen feet dragged on the floor, making a thumping sound, and the rickety back walked all the way outside.

It is natural to grow old and die, and refuse to live in peace. What can't she let go of?

It's three o'clock in the morning. Biluo Ancient Town has been developed for tourism in the past two years. It's hard to say whether there will be tourists at night.

Chen Xiangyin followed Shen Yueying out first to find out.

After coming out of the tailor shop and walking through the narrow alley next to Scissor Alley, Chen Xiangyin heard the sound of men and women laughing in the distance, and her heart tightened.

She quickly passed Shen Yueying and blocked the entrance of the alley, just in time to bump into someone who was about to turn in.

"This road is blocked."

The short-built middle-aged man smelled of alcohol and could not stand firmly. He raised his chin and said to Agarwood: "Beauty, why don't you go home and be a roadblock here in the middle of the night?"

The girl next to her wearing a silver sequin skirt, with uncoordinated heavy makeup on her young face, advised the man: "Forget it, brother, we can go around, it's not far."

The man broke away from the girl's support unhappily and pushed him, "Is there anything else in Biluo Ancient Town that my brother Wang knows nothing about?"

Turning back to look at Chen Xiangyin, he looked like a rogue and raised his hands: "Come on, beauty, tell me, I have been in charge of this ancient town for six years, why didn't I know that this road is blocked?"

Agarwood frowned and raised her hand to cover the bottom of her nose to block the stench.

He moved his ears, and the sound of Shen Yueying's feet rubbing against the bluestone was getting closer and closer.

"Come here." Chen Xiangyin said.

The man licked his lips with great interest, "Huh? Could it be that you admire me and come here to strike up a conversation?"

He thought he was very handsome and walked in front of Chen Xiangyin, "Girl, you don't need to resort to tricks with your beauty, just..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Xiang pushed his knee and raised his hand to chop.

The man fell to the ground and fainted.

The girl next to her covered her mouth and wanted to scream.

"Don't scream!" Chen Xiang predicted with a cold voice, forcing the girl to choke the scream in her throat.

"You still won't leave? If you don't leave, I'll chop you up too."

It was obviously a soft whisper with a lingering sound, but the girl felt trembling all over. She stepped on her high heels and ran away without looking back.

She just couldn't run far when Agarwood felt a chill on her back and the hairs on her hair stood up.

Turning back, he was almost close to Shen Yueying's gray dead face.

The next second, Shen Yueying's shoulder was hit hard.

Chen Xiangyin continued to follow, all the way to Yanxing Lake a few hundred meters east of Biluo Ancient Town.

In the past, she and Shen Yueying often went to Yanhang Lake to have fun.

While thinking, Shen Yueying suddenly quickened her pace and walked straight towards the lake.

Chen Xiang was shocked and rushed forward. He reached around the back of his head and pulled off a piece of hair. He pulled Shen Yueying's wrist and wrapped it around her!

The water is yin, and there is an underground river at the bottom of Yanxing Lake, which is a place for the corpses of evil spirits.

Does she want to become a ghost? !

Chen Xiangyin's hair was like a strong rope, exuding a faint purple halo, wrapped around Shen Yueying's wrist.

"He——" Shen Yueying was like an unenlightened beast, just struggling forward stiffly.

"Yueying!" Chen Xiangyin shouted, "Tell me! What else do you wish for?"

Shen Yueying seemed to understand, turning her head one by one, making a dry and indistinguishable sound in her throat, "You...accompany...me..."

"I...accompany you?"

What should I do with you? Will I die with you?

Shen Yueying died at the age of ninety. She was already in mourning. How could she be so resentful?

Chen Xiang leads Shen Yueying back to Shen Ji for tailoring.

Shen Yueying sat on the chair with her shoulders slumped and her head tilted.

The room filled with the air of death, the face covered with corpse spots, the skin and flesh were sagging, extremely eerie.

It's both weird and heartbreaking that my closest relative in the past has become like this!

Chen Xiang pulled another chair and sat down close to Shen Yueying.

"We two, let's have a nice chat today. Let's talk about what I want to do with you."

The rapidly flashing tungsten light finally went out with a bang.

Chen Xiangyin closed his eyes lightly and quickly adapted to the darkness. When he opened his eyes, Chen Yueying suddenly raised his face, "He——!"

Chen Xiangyin was surprisingly calm when facing the dead man's face so close to him, but then his eyes became sour and moist.

After a moment of silence, Chen Xiangyin murmured: "You blame me, right?"

"Hah! - Hah! -" Shen Yueying's throat made an extremely miserable sound, which made Chen Xiangyin feel heartbroken.

"You can blame me, but why not let yourself go?"

"Okay, I'll die with you."

Chen Xiangyin's voice was very soft, and his tone was extremely ethereal, as if he was announcing a small matter.

She reached out from the tailor's table next to her, picked up a pair of scissors, and sharpened them.

The cold and extremely sharp tip of the scissors pressed against the pale wrist, pressing a small dent.

"If this will help you get rid of your resentment."

The tip of the scissors pierced the thin skin on the inside of the wrist, and a sharp pain spread.

"Hiss--" With a gentle sound, bright red blood emerged from the wound and flowed down the delicate arm.

Chen Xiangyin continued to push hard, opening the wound, causing his teeth to chatter in pain.

There were quiet tears that moistened the eyelashes.

Chen Xiang said in a dumb voice: "I do owe you, but I can't help it. Yueying, go and be reincarnated. In your next life, join a good family."

Shen Yueying's tilted head suddenly raised. She was very angry, and her dark gray wrinkled face was twisted into a terrifying look.

"Isn't this enough?" Chen Xiangyin was unambiguous. He pulled out the scissors from his wrist and stabbed into the heart without hesitation!

“Tuk tuk tuk!!”

An urgent knock on the door interrupted Chen Xiangyin's movements.

She looked out the door, "Who?"

"You can't do it, right?" A cool voice came from outside the door.

The next second the wooden door opened slightly, and the cold night air formed into mist and broke into the room first.