Come wear it, come to die

As the system's mechanical prompt sounded, Huayin's body gradually lit up, turning into golden light from the feet and disappearing little by little.

Even Huayin couldn't help being stunned when he saw his body disappear. He knew that Mr. Tongqian had a strange ability that he didn't know, but he didn't expect it to be like this. His body disappeared in the golden light, but he could still clearly feel the body. Existence, just in a very safe place that he can't touch.

[The recovery of the Body of Heavenly Dao is completed. In three to 10 minutes, the system will enter a 72-hour update. Please prepare the host. 】

[Sure enough, as I expected. 】Jun Tong prayed no matter whether he wanted to enter the updated system, his eyes were red with excitement.

[The host is wise. 】V587 is so admired.

"I hid your body, it's safe." Tong Qianjun looked at Huayin.

"I know." Huayin said, and leaned closer to kiss him on the forehead: "Thank you for doing it for me."

Tong Yanjun pursed his lips and looked at him, and said: "There is no need to thank you between us."

"Ah."

"Wait for me for a while, I have to do something else." Tong Qianjun took out the cloth bag with paper money and needlework he put aside: [V587, use 1 point of area points to activate the trap skill. 】

"Trap" is the system skill he obtained as a hunter when he crossed the plane for the first time. It only needs to cost 1 point of area points to open it. The system will be updated in half an hour. He doesn't have so much time to set up traps here. Consumption, the most important thing is that after the traps arranged by the system are activated, the materials used will disappear, leaving no traces to be found. He just wants to make Hua Jun and the Taoist have a big fight, hum, dare to move his lover thought!

[Yes, use 1 point of area points to open the "trap". Effect: You need to bring your own trap materials. The range is 500 meters. The lethality increases with the provided materials and levels. After the skill takes effect, the materials will disappear, and you can use points to increase , current level 1/5, status: open, do you want to use it? 】

【use. ] As soon as the word fell, Mr. Tong prayed that his body seemed to be controlled by the system. The silver embroidery needle and the white thread quickly set up a trap in the coffin, and he also added the bag of paper money, holding it in one hand Close the coffin lid with the silk thread, fix the coffin-sealing nails down, fasten the silk thread to the most inconspicuous coffin-sealing nail, and the trap is completed.

Mr. Tong prayed to lift up the coffin and put it back in the original form, and sealed the excavated grave soil back. He had been careful before, and kept the top turf intact when digging the grave soil, and this is a few Even if the new grave was moved a month ago, no one would notice it.

The system will be updated in 3 minutes, and V587 may also enter standby mode, but Mr. Tong is a careful person, so as not to make mistakes, he will spend a few more points: [V587, use 1 point to turn on "Recovery". 】

[Yes, "Restore" is on, please wait...] A gentle wind blows, and the slight sand and stones around begin to roll towards the grave. In this situation, the basic functions of the system will be temporarily controlled by the host. 】

[Okay, thank you V587, you go to rest. 】Tong prays for the king, the basic function of the system is a new function after the V587 system is upgraded to level [-], which allows the host to keep an eye on the current situation of the counterattack mission at any time when the system is in standby or updating.

[Well, good night, Master Host, you should go back to rest soon, and be careful. 】After V587 finished speaking, it will enter the standby mode, and the system will start to update for 72 hours.

"Honey, let's go back." Tong Qianjun held Huayin's hand, with a cloth bag on his body and a hoe on his shoulder.

"En." Huayin held his hand back, feeling the warmth in Tong Xianjun's hand was hotter than usual, and her heart felt slightly sour.

"What's wrong?" Tong Qianjun felt his emotional strangeness.

Huayin shook her head, and said, "Wait... In the next life, I will love you instead, and I will definitely not let him suffer."

Listening to his words, the smile in Tong Xianjun's eyes deepened, and he said, "Okay."

The lover in this plane is a ghost. Although he can touch and kiss him, he doesn't mind, but it's not right after all. He has to finish the task of this plane quickly and go to the next plane.

In the next life, it will be very soon for him.

The same road as when he came, with Hua Yin holding his hand, although he encountered many various ghosts along the way, Tong prayed that Jun returned to Fenghua City safely.

Back at Yuan's house, Mrs. Su was shocked to see him covered in mud and carrying a hoe, but she didn't ask him what he was doing, and asked Meier to prepare water for him to bathe.

Although this physical data is very good, but after walking such a long distance, digging graves and filling soil, it is really exhausting. After taking a hot bath, Tong Qianjun fell asleep in Huayin's arms.

"Holding you coldly, it must be very comfortable in summer." Tong Qianjun rubbed his face with satisfaction. , the eyelids are fighting.

"It's winter now, and it's snowing outside again." Hua Yin smiled, patting his back lightly to lull him to sleep.

"Well, it's comfortable to hug in winter..." After finishing speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

Tong prayed for a night without dreams and fell ill when it was dawn. Because of his body fever, he hugged the cold Huayin and kept rubbing against him. Huayin thought he was too energetic when he got up early in the morning. With a hot body.

"Baby, let me hug you, it's hot and uncomfortable..." The sick and restless guy, who still doesn't forget to play hooligans, puts his hand under the hem of Huayin's shirt.

Huayin lost his temper because of his quarrel, so he could only unbutton his clothes and hold him in his arms to cool off.

Mr. Tong prayed to be sick, it must be because of the wind and cold while running outside last night, and encountered so many ghosts along the way...

Looking at the person in his arms, Huayin bowed her head and kissed his lips, sucking out the white air from his body.

As the white gas was sucked away, Tong Xianjun's body temperature gradually dropped. Huayin touched his forehead and stopped lying down. Seeing that he fell asleep again, he gently put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and opened the room. The door is out.

After a while, there was a sound of objects falling to the ground outside the house, both Meier and Su Shi were startled, they hurriedly looked over, and saw the shattered bricks and tiles in front of Tong Xianjun's door jumped down , found the door ajar.

"Fang'er?" Su called softly.

"Master..." Meier gently pushed open the half-covered door and walked in.

There was no answer from the room, and the two felt it was very strange, they glanced at each other and didn't care about anything else, they walked in quickly, amidst Meier's exclamation, they found Tong Zi, whose cheeks were flushed due to illness. Jun.

After being busy all morning at Yuan's house, Tong Xianjun finally woke up from his deep sleep. Under the threat of two women and a male ghost, he pitifully drank the bitter concoction that made his scalp tingle.

At this time, the system suddenly reacted, and Tong Xianjun frowned slightly, and turned on the monitoring interface video.

Hua Jun and the Taoist went to Huayin's grave, and the two began to dig up the grave. When the Taoist saw the coffin buried inside, his expression changed, and he took out two yellow paper talismans from the bag on his back on the coffin.

The two carefully lifted the erected coffin out of the pit, because the coffin was made of extremely heavy black wood, even if there was no corpse inside, the two of them didn't notice anything unusual at all.

Hua Jun looked at the black coffin, imagining the dead person lying inside, a cold chill flickered in his eyes.

Tong Xianjun frowned, he didn't like the way this man looked at Huayin's coffin, even if there was no body inside, it made him feel very uncomfortable.

Looking at Huayin who was sitting on the edge of the bed, he was slightly taken aback, because Mr. Tong prayed that Huayin's eyes just fell on the video on the interface.

"You can see it too?"

"Young master, what do you see?" Mei Er, who was serving him to drink the medicine, showed curiosity on her face.

Only then did Tong Qianjun realize that Meier was still there, and said, "It's nothing, I'm thinking about something."

"Master, you are still sick, don't think about it, take medicine quickly and rest more, and you will get better." He handed him half a bowl of medicine.

No matter how bitter the medicine was, Gulu Gulu drank half a bowl of medicine and said he wanted to sleep. After Meier packed up the medicine bowl and went out, she pulled the quilt away and let Huayin enter the bed.

Hua Yin shook his head: "You're still sick, I'm cold." Covering his quilt up, he said, "What did you say you saw?"

Listening to Huayin's words, Tong prayed for a moment: "So I couldn't see it..." A little disappointed, he said: "What happened to you just now?"

"I feel those two people have gone to my grave." Hua Yin slightly raised the corners of his mouth, as if someone else dug his grave. Although his body is no longer in the coffin, his ghost remains in the cemetery Qi, so I can clearly feel the movement of the two people.

"Then they're going to be in trouble." Tong Qianjun slightly raised his eyebrows, looking at the two people who were already prying the coffin nails in the interface video.

Soon a few coffin nails were pried open by the two, Hua Jun couldn't wait to push the coffin lid, the Taoist stopped him, took two more yellow paper talismans and pasted them on the coffin.

The two of them worked together to push the heavy black wooden coffin cover away, and the slight sound of "swoosh" rang out together under the cover of the sound of the coffin cover being pushed open. When the coffin was revealed, the trap was triggered, and the silk thread used for embroidery seemed to be possessed. The powerful elasticity shot towards the faces of the two like spider webs, and the thin needles tied to the silk gleamed dazzlingly in the sunlight.

"what--"

The two voices sounded like an ensemble, and Hua Jun and the Taoist priest covered their faces together and let out pain.

With a sound of "touch", countless paper money sprayed out from the coffin, floating in the sky one after another, smashing the two of them.

"What the hell is going on!!" Hua Jun put down his hand covering his face, his expression was ferocious like a ghost, his originally handsome face was full of red marks and needle holes at the moment, as if it had been cut apart, looking at the empty He almost spat out a mouthful of blood when there was nothing in the coffin, a few pictures floated on his forehead a few days ago, that picture...

"Haha——" Tong Qianjun finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed so hard that he rolled on the bed.

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