Vicious female supporting role, gender male

The line of fish-belly white outside spread out in no time, but not long after, there was no bright morning light descending from the sky, and the sky turned dark instead.

Feng Rugui sat in front of the disfigured woman's bed, stretched out his hand to feel her pulse, went to the window, looked up at the sky, closed the window, and murmured: "Isn't it going to rain soon?"

He was very sleepy and yawned unceasingly, he couldn't stand it any longer, he had to leave this room, go back to the next room, collapsed on the bed, closed his clothes and fell asleep.

After the door was closed for only half a cup of tea, a hand climbed onto the window sill. The skin of this hand was cracked, as if covered with a layer of mucous membrane, and it looked very slippery. The cracks at the bottom continued to diffuse into the room, which was light green in color and carried a pungent rancid stench.

After a while, the other hand also stretched out, clasped the wooden window lattice stiffly, and pushed it away. With a sound of "squeak", the owner of these hands climbed up the window sill slowly, with a blunt sound. After the sound, his entire body fell to the ground, with all fours on the ground, like a huge lizard.

He raised his head and stared at the disfigured woman on the bed. He stared motionlessly for a long time before standing up and walking towards her, staggering.

With great difficulty, he reached the bed, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he grabbed the disfigured woman's arm, and half dragged her onto his back.

The disfigured woman was still in a coma, completely unconscious, allowing him to walk out with her on her back.

His feet were badly deformed, it was difficult to support his body, how could he bear the weight of the two of them.

Therefore, he took a small step, staggered his feet, and fell to the ground along with the disfigured woman.

With a crisp sound, the right foot seemed to be broken, he could only struggle with his left foot to stand up, and lifted the back of the disfigured woman.

After a while, he was finally about to touch the window sill, but right in front of his eyes, the originally open window was closed tightly for no reason.

He pushed the window in puzzlement, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push it open, even until his hands were bloody, the window didn't loosen at all.

He turned around, instinctively wanting to find something to break open the window, but a woman in red walked into his eyes.

The woman in red had a lazy smile on her lips, she was wearing a fiery red dress, and her black hair was all over her body.

She unhurriedly came to his side, leaned over and picked up the disfigured woman lying on the ground, and carried her back to the bed to lie down.

He didn't have time to stop him, so he could only watch her sit down at the table again, holding a celadon tea cup in one hand and a lotus leaf cake in the other, and began to eat slowly.

The lotus leaf cake contained fried pork belly, the meat was fragrant, and the oil stained her lips, as if she had put a layer of lip grease on her, making those lips very bright. attractive.

She is Feng Rugui who has gone and returned.

The female ghost hated Liang Jingwen and Lu Yuanbai for forcing the innocent young woman into the fire pit, and wanted to take revenge on them, and the disfigured woman mentioned Liang Jingwen's name in her ramblings in a coma.

Even though the female ghost said that the disfigured woman was a container she randomly chose when her soul was weakening, so as to keep her soul alive, but both of them were involved with Liang Jingwen, Feng Rugui did not believe that the female ghost possessed her body For the disfigured woman, it was just a coincidence. In this world, there is no such thing as a coincidence.

Therefore, Feng Rugui deliberately left the room, leaving the disfigured woman alone, to see if the female ghost would make any moves.

Sure enough, as he expected.

He stared at the living thing in front of him, took a sip of the Wuyi rock tea with white air in the cup, and then called out: "Lu Yuanbai."

But Lu Yuanbai didn't respond to his name at all. With his right foot drooping, he came up to Feng Rugui, picked up the low stool beside Feng Rugui, and slammed it towards the window.

Frightened to startle the others, Feng Rugui tapped his fingertips, and the low stool lightly rubbed against the yellowed window paper, and slowly fell to the ground.

Lu Yuanbai got the female ghost's order, and there was nothing else in his mind except this order. Seeing the low stool fall to the ground, he wanted to smash it with the low stool again.

Feng Rugui didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, he drank Wuyi rock tea and used lotus leaf cake by himself.

Lu Yuanbai tossed and tossed for a long time, and every time the low stool touched the window, it would fall down.

He was going to move the table again, Feng Rugui saw this, pressed the table with his fingertips, after that, Lu Yuanbai couldn't move the table no matter what.

Feng Rugui used up the lotus leaf cakes, and called again: "Lu Yuanbai."

Lu Yuanbai still didn't respond to his name.

Feng Rugui put down the teacup, pinched Lu Yuanbai's neck impatiently, and said flatly, "Are you really losing your mind?"

Lu Yuanbai didn't say a word, but desperately grabbed Feng Rugui's hand.

Feng Rugui was caught by him with a few bloodstains, the overflowing blood mixed with the blood winding from Lu Yuanbai's bloody hands, soaking Feng Rugui's soft sleeves together.

Feng Rugui didn't feel the pain, but he couldn't bear to be hurt by Lu Yuanbai either, so he clasped Lu Yuanbai's wrists with his backhand, and then took off his arms neatly.

Lu Yuanbai opened his eyes wide, staring at his immobilized arms, opened his mouth, and let out a low cry similar to that of a wild animal when it was injured.

Could it be that Lu Yuanbai really lost his mind?It's really a good way for that female ghost to torture a good living person into this appearance.

——Jiang Wuqi, who followed the female ghost, would not have also fallen for the female ghost's way?

Feng Rugui was shocked by this sudden thought, breaking out in a cold sweat.

If Jiang Wuqi had any chance...

Feng Rugui really can't bear this eventuality, Jiang Wuqi is the only person he can trust in this world, even if one day, he and Jiang Wuqi will part ways, but now Jiang Wuqi treats him so well, how can he be willing to part with it.

Before he could think about it, he also took off Lu Yuanbai's left foot, closed the door, cast a spell, and flew out.

Under his feet are green tiles stacked in order, with occasional emerald green moss, a sudden cool wind blowing by his ears, thousands of human lights in front of his eyes, and dark clouds pressing down above his head.

However, he was completely unaware of the existence of these things, and his eyes were full of Jiang Wuqi—the Jiang Wuqi who would put his fingertips into his mouth for him to drink blood, and the Jiang Wuqi who would tell him "It's okay, let's take some more", The Jiang Wuqi who would let him hug him, the Jiang Wuqi who would not get angry even if he bullied him... Such a good Jiang Wuqi, just thinking about it would warm his heart.

But what happened to Jiang Wuqi now?

His figure was fast, and before Liang Jingwen's residence was near, white smoke soaring into the sky pierced his eyes.

——It is the direction of Liang Jingwen's residence.

It will be fine, Jiang Wuqi will be fine.

He told himself so, and at the same time, he used the fastest speed in his life to fly towards the white smoke.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally arrived at Liang Jingwen's residence. The tile-roofed house was fine yesterday, but today it has become a pile of ruins, and there is smoky white smoke flowing endlessly in the ruins.

He told the female ghost earlier that Liang Jingwen was locked in the secret room, and how to enter the secret room, the female ghost was eager for revenge, so she definitely went into the secret room, and Jiang Wuqi also secretly followed the female ghost according to his suggestion .

Now the tile-roofed house is obviously on fire, but there is no light on the surface, so the fire must be in the secret room.

As he and Liang Jingwen said, he and Jiang Wuqi were not afraid of fire in the world, but if Jiang Wuqi was trapped in a secret room, he would die if he couldn't breathe.

He was so frightened that he couldn't even control the palms that covered the ruins.

He concentrated on it, and the palm of his hand radiated light, and then the ruins loosened, and went to both sides, revealing a road bit by bit.

But at this moment, a muffled thunder exploded in the dark clouds, and between the fingers, the pouring rain poured down, Feng Rugui was soaked in an instant, his red clothes and black hair stuck to his body indiscriminately, and he looked embarrassed extreme.

"Feng Rugui..." He heard someone calling him, this voice was familiar to him, he turned his head subconsciously, and then the half-new Taoist robe suddenly came into his eyes.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a single syllable, and his feet seemed to have self-awareness, and he rushed towards the person in the Taoist robe.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

He finally reached the side of the man, impatiently stretched out his hands to wrap around the man's waist, buried his face in the man's heart, listening to the heartbeat under the warm flesh.

Jiang Wuqi knew that Feng Rugui was worried about his safety, that's why he looked like this, he stretched out his hand to caress Feng Rugui's shivering back, and comforted him softly: "It's fine, don't worry about it."

Feng Rugui didn't respond, but just tightened the hands around Jiang Wuqi's waist.

Jiang Wuqi felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't struggle, and the hand stroking Feng Rugui's back became softer.

Feng Rugui calmed down a little, then raised his head, looked at Jiang Wuqi through the thin rain curtain and said, "Jiang Wuqi, as long as you have nothing to do."

Only then did Jiang Wuqi see that the hole on Feng Rugui's lip that he had bitten open opened again, and his delicate jaw was dyed red. He reached out to wipe the scarlet off that jaw, but the scarlet was washed away by the rain first. neck.

It was rare for Feng Rugui to speak frankly with Jiang Wuqi: "Jiang Wuqi, I'm very scared."

"Sorry for scaring you." Jiang Wuqi brushed away Feng Rugui's hair sticking between his eyebrows and eyes, "Liang Jingwen is gone."

Feng Rugui heard the words, and said willfully: "Then what does Liang Jingwen's disappearance have to do with me? Daoist, you frightened me, so you have to let me hug you for a while to make up for it."