【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

"Now, it's time for us to do some adult things!" Zhao Xi suddenly slammed the table and said excitedly.

Lu Qingci saw her take out two bottles of wine from behind her like a magic trick.

Lu Qingci: ...

Thirty minutes later, Zhao Xi put one arm around Lu Qingci's neck, and held up a beer bottle that was only one-third drunk in one hand. His face was red from drunkenness, and he approached Lu Qingci's face in a daze, saying foolishly, "Drink, why don't you drink anymore, Lu Qingci, you are such a poor drinker, how come you are three times drunk?"

Who is the one who cooked the dish?

Just now, Zhao Xi put aside her lofty ambitions while holding the beer, cracked the beer cap, gulped it down, and was about to fall. Lu Qingci didn't even have time to stop her, he just caught Zhao Xi's shaky body to prevent her pretty little face from hitting the ground.

She was not obedient in his arms, twisting and turning left and right, insisting on drinking, and said that she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

Zhao Xi really didn't lie, he just used the wrong body.

The eldest daughter of the Zhao family was over 20 years old and had an elegant demeanor. She could drink with her partners until late at night without getting drunk. She could be said to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

And now Miss Zhao is a good girl who has never smelled alcohol.

The evil spirit had a rare headache. He put one hand around the drunkard's waist and with the other hand snatched the beer from her hand, drank it all in one gulp, then picked her up by her legs and put her on the sofa.

Zhao Xi is really beautiful, and to celebrate Lu Qingci today, she specially wore an apricot cardigan. Her black hair looked like winding dark clouds. The girl's face was flushed and her eyes were watery, like the purest temptation.

Lu Qingci looked at him steadily, his eyes deep.

Zhao Xi stretched out his arms in confusion and yelled randomly: "Lu Qingci, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

The boy could hold the two slender wrists in one hand and press them directly on the top of his head. The boy's thin figure already had the outline of a man. He kissed Zhao Xi's red lips gently, his eyes curled up, and his tear mole was charming and captivating: "Zhao Xi, let's do real adult things."

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found it!

Fu Peipei looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face. It was Lu Qingci's head. His face was calm and his eyes were closed. If it weren't for the pale skin and the horrible cut under his neck, one would have thought he was just sleeping.

Before Fu Peipei could take a few glances, Nan San roughly put her head into a cloth bag.

After Lu Qingci's body was completely collected, Nan San's suppressed heart finally relaxed a little. Looking at the pale Fu Peipei, he felt a little comforted: "Okay, after I kill the evil spirit with a ritual, you will be safe. I will also help you seal your physique, so you don't have to worry anymore."

Fu Peipei learned from Nan San why she could always see ghosts. The psychic physique can communicate yin and yang, and can be very powerful after practicing. However, because of this, she is particularly targeted by ghosts, which is why Fu Peipei has been chased by ghosts.

Fu Peipei forced a smile, looking at the ruined things in front of her. The big clock used to connect the two spaces was broken. The familiar campus was shrouded in an evil cloud. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that there were many ghosts. The two spaces were broken, and I didn't know whether it was good or bad...

Their journey was difficult, and even Nan San, an experienced ghost hunter, was injured, but fortunately their goal was achieved.

However, Fu Peipei had a strange feeling as she followed Nan San. It was too smooth... When she and Nan Zhu investigated, it was an unsolvable dilemma, with no respite. This time with Nan San was also difficult, but it was not the kind of feeling where there was no hope and no respite.

But Lu Qingci's body did fall into their hands.

Fu Peipei took a deep breath, drove away all thoughts, and hurried to catch up with Nan San.

Just end it quickly.

Nan San took Fu Peipei to a hidden room.

As soon as Fu Peipei came in, she was shocked by the talismans all over the room and stopped in her tracks. Nan San walked past her and went straight to the deepest part of the room, taking out Lu Qingci's body one by one and placing them in order.

Fu Peipei then discovered that under Nan San's feet was a huge magic circle painted with cinnabar.

Nan San arranged Lu Qingci's body parts back to their original state. If you ignore the cuts between his limbs, it looks like Lu Qingci is lying there peacefully.

But Lu Qingci had died long ago and turned into a fierce ghost. Fu Peipei got goosebumps all over her body and turned away, not daring to look.

Nan San had no intention of caring about Fu Peipei. He just ruthlessly cut his wrists, and blood gushed out onto the magic circle. The magic circle magically began to absorb Nan San's blood and emitted red light.

Nan San looked at Lu Qingci in the center with hatred. He had already set up the strongest killing formation and used his own blood as an inducement, just waiting for the evil ghost to be attracted and killed!

Fu Peipei was attracted by this scene. The talismans in the room began to vibrate. The talismans painted with cinnabar suddenly wrapped around Lu Qingci's body like chains, strangling him fiercely like a knife.

Nan San couldn't help but smile smugly when he saw this, and he squeezed his blood even harder.

Fu Peipei also felt hopeful. She took a few steps forward to take a closer look. Then she saw that under the red talisman, Lu Qingci's face was no longer as calm as before, but gradually became ferocious. It seemed that he was in extreme pain and began to twist.

As Fu Peipei watched, her teeth began to chatter. She shivered and said involuntarily, "Nanzhu..."

Why does Lu Qingci's face look more and more like Nan Zhu?

No! After seeing it clearly, Fu Peipei collapsed and shouted: "Nanzhu! That's Nanzhu's face!"

Nan San raised his head sharply when he heard her shout, and seeing the face of 'Lu Qingci' in the formation, he panicked and took out the life card from his pocket. He saw that the life card, which was originally intact, was cracking at an unstoppable speed, as if showing the pain that Nan Zhu was suffering.

No!! Nan San was so grief-stricken that he immediately interrupted the magic circle. The huge backlash made him spit blood and fall to the ground in despair. He clutched the life card tightly, as if he had aged ten years.

The magic circle was interrupted, and all the talismans broke into pieces, flying all over the room.

The yin and yang energies shuttled back and forth, and Fu Peipei's physique instantly attracted the "dirty things".

Fu Peipei's neck was tightly pinched and she was pressed against the wall. She wanted to vomit but her face turned purple because of the difficulty in breathing. Under her gaze, the pale female ghost smiled at her hideously. She went to see Nan San with tears in her eyes, hoping that she could save him, but Nan San was as indifferent as if he was dead.

She was useless... Fu Peipei was disheartened, but how could she be willing to die? She had been struggling for so long until now! In a trance, she saw the scene of Lu Qingci holding Zhao Xi who was falling from the building.

“Zhao Xi!” Fu Peipei shouted with all her strength, crying and laughing at Nan San who turned his head and stared at her: “Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi, go find her, find her!”

"She is the one Lu Qingci likes!!"

Fu Peipei felt the restraint on her neck disappear, and she slumped to the ground. Nan San looked down at her with a fierce look in his eyes, like a beast in desperate situation: "You better not be lying to me."

"Where is she?"