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

Chen Xiangyin swore that she had never seen such an ugly ghost in her long life.

It was frighteningly ugly and disgusting. Even the burned Pang Wenkui was not even one-tenth as ugly as the face in front of him.

Agarwood made her vomit, but she didn't dare to glance around at all. She tried her best to relax, pretending to be drunk, pretending not to hear or see.

She didn't want the damn thing to know she could see.

Judging from the style of his clothes, he should be a man.

The dark blue top was stained deep red by the blood seeping from the skin, making it sticky.

The black pants underneath were also wet and sticky. I wonder if they were also soaked in blood.

Rather than saying blood, flesh and blood is more appropriate.

Its exposed skin is full of corrosive wounds and filled with colorful ulcers.

"Can you see me?" The ugly ghost asked again. When he opened his mouth, an indescribable sour and rotten smell hit his face.

Chen Xiang's heart was in his throat, his head was buzzing, and he pretended not to notice that it was a technical job.

Watching the other person getting closer and closer, he couldn't show his shyness and dodge, so he held on and stumbled naturally, pretending that nothing had happened, and returned to his seat.

After sitting down, Chen Xiang glanced with lingering fear and saw an ugly ghost standing in the darkness in the corner, facing her direction, but did not follow her.

It is very weak and cannot go to crowded places.

Chen Xiangyin didn't think much about it. The streets were full of wandering souls who refused to reincarnate because their wishes were not fulfilled, and she could do very little to help them.

Besides, this one was too scary. She was afraid... so she just pretended that she couldn't see it.

You should not be obsessed with the grudges and grudges during your lifetime. After death, everyone and every ghost have their own "letting go" issues.

After vomiting, the agarwood made my head feel very heavy and I felt drowsy.

Dao Wei asked with concern: "Are you okay? Do you want to go back first?"

Chen Xiangyin waved his hand: "Brother Milk Tea, what do you think your master is like?"

The milk tea guy chuckled. The alcohol relaxed him and pointed at himself, "Me? The milk tea guy? Hahaha."

The muscles on his face were sore from laughing, and when he looked at Chen Xiangyin again, he saw her serious expression, and he became serious for a moment.

"My master...despite his subsequent change in temperament, I respect him very much."

"Abnormal, there must be a monster when something goes wrong." Chenxiang made his head dizzy and his thoughts were flying, "Brother milk tea, your master is dead, he died of evil."

The milk tea guy's expression froze and he looked at Dao Wei.

Dao Wei's expression changed slightly and he nodded silently, "Miss Shen, she is an expert in this field. I have seen it with my own eyes."

The milk tea guy rubbed his face, with a look of disbelief on his face, "My master... was possessed by an evil spirit and died?! When did it happen?"

"A few days ago. I can see that you have a deep friendship with him, and you probably don't want your master to die in an unknown way."

"Of course! But what can I do?" The milk tea guy's face was red, his clenched fists were trembling slightly, and his expression was sad.

"Did he do anything unusual before he retired? Where did he go before he asked you to borrow money? Is there anyone close to him?"

The milk tea boy drank half a glass of beer and said, "There was nothing unusual before retirement. My wife is a primary school teacher and has not retired yet. My master first went to Luang Prabang to hand over the matters of the retirement apartment and buy things in advance. Thinking about it carefully, he should be in Luang Prabang started to become abnormal, and as for who he got close to... he must be someone from the sanatorium, after all, he is not in the country and the language is not clear."

Chen Xiangyin lay on the table, raising his increasingly heavy eyelids and listening quietly.

It seems that I really want to go to Luang Prabang.

In his dizziness, his vision and hearing gradually became distorted, and Chen Xiangyin felt like he was enveloped in a layer of fog.

She lazily raised her hand to pick up the cigarette on the table and lit it, thinking about how to break into the nursing home for internal investigation.

The cigarette butt was in his mouth, and when he was about to inhale, he sucked in air.

Someone took away her cigarette. Chen Xiang frowned and raised her face. The man's strong chest dragged a shadow into his sight. He was very close and smelled of strong male hormones.

Before he could look up, his body suddenly lost weight and was pulled up. Before he fell to the ground, his abdomen was held firmly by a big hand.

She was like a piece of clothing, folded at the waist and hung on someone's arms.

This position is really uncomfortable and must be ugly...

In her sight were slender legs and forbidden leather shoes. Her steps were steady. She lowered her head and looked behind her.

In the upside-down picture, Xuan Guo, Dao Wei, and the milk tea guy stood together, getting farther and farther away.

Xuan Guo caught up with him, shouting as he chased: "He soared to the sky! She didn't pay the bill!"

Chen Xiang was startled, twisted her waist and raised her neck, and saw the crane's lower jaw rising toward the sky, sharp and handsome.

"Put it down..." Chen Xiangyin felt uncomfortable as his stomach was squeezed.

"You're really capable of leaving me behind and coming to drink with others." He Chongtian held the cigarette he took away from her in his mouth, his words were slurred and his tone was wanton, which sounded very angry.

"As I said, look for clues..." Chen Xiangyin explained a few words, his head getting heavier and heavier, so he simply stopped talking and saved his energy to calm down his breathing.

"Look for clues. I can't help you, but they can, right?"

Chen Xiangyin: "You know nothing..." She just hasn't figured out how to treat him yet, she doesn't want to owe him too much, and she doesn't want to get herself into too deep.

But how do you say this?

The man carrying him paused, then quickened his pace, "I don't understand, okay, I don't understand..."

"I mean...um..." His mouth was covered by He Chongtian's palm.

"Chen Xiangyin, we've had enough ugly words today. With such a beautiful mouth, it's time to make some nice sounds, right?"

The next moment, Chen Xiangyin was stuffed into the back seat of the car, with his palm still covering her mouth. He got into the car with him, with part of his long legs hanging out.

"This won't work." Chen Xiangyin pushed away He Chongtian's passionate kiss, "He Chongtian, listen to me."

"What did you say? Tell me first, does it sound good or not? We'll talk about it tomorrow if it doesn't sound good." He Tongtian breathed heavily and tugged hard on his already loose collar.

He also drank alcohol, which stimulated his nerves and made him more excited than usual. He was also suffocating his anger and possessiveness.

"Sounds good." Chen Xiang backed away and held the door handle.

"What?" In the darkness, the crane towered into the sky with dark eyes and dark eyes.

Chen Xiangyin knelt on the seat, put one hand on the door handle behind him, put one hand on He Chongtian's shoulder, and touched his collar, "Close your eyes."

He Tongtian frowned, not knowing what she was going to do, but still closed his eyes.

"Let time go by in a hurry..." Chen Xiangyin only wanted to get this lyrics in his head, and he came up casually as a prank.

!!!

His chest was pushed hard by the agarwood and he fell backwards. He suddenly opened his eyes.

In his sight, Chen Xiang exited the carriage, and his long fluffy curly hair and skirt were swept away by the air current within his reach.

He reached out to the sky and only touched the end of his hair.

With a bang, the car door closed.

Outside the car window, Chenxiang turned around and walked away without looking back. She walked fast and crookedly, raising her hands and waving them, so cool.

"See you at the apartment."

He ran away... But He Chong was not angry at all. She sang so beautifully and tenderly.

What's the next sentence of that sentence?