Painted skin jade series

Saying goodbye to Taoist Monkey, Chen Yuhui returned to the room with the fly whisk talisman, fidgeting.I always feel that it is not safe for Wang Xuan to rely on a few dead things to save his life, and his heart is floating ups and downs...

At this time, the closed door was knocked open vigorously, and a person staggered in, it was Wang Xu'an!

... "Wang Sheng came to look for you. I'm leaving." The monkey Taoist's previous words rang in his ears again.

Wang Xu'an rushed up and hugged Chen Yuhui, refusing to let go, as if Chen Yuhui's warm body could ease the fear in his heart, Chen Yuhui was thrown to the ground by him, and the whisk and talisman paper were scattered.Wang Xuan trembled all over, and trembled when he spoke: "Ghost, ghost, ghost..."

Chen Yuhui smiled wryly, sure enough, did you find out?He looked at the courtyard outside the door that was gradually covered by thin darkness. Will Li Meijue come?How could he let this life go?

Wang Xuan found the objects to ward off evil spirits on the ground, jumped on them, held them in his arms like treasures, and kept saying, "Ayu, Ayu, what is this? Even ghosts are afraid of these things. Let's hang it up and stick it up, and ghosts won't dare Come in."

Chen Yuhui stood up and looked at the man who was crawling around on the ground, putting his things in his arms, feeling sore and desolate in his heart.

The man put away his things, sat on the ground, and smiled at Chen Yuhui foolishly: "Ayu, it's better to be my Ayu."

Chen Yuhui leaned over to pull him up, took the things in his hand, and said to Wang Xu'an, "You go and sit, and I'll get it."

The man nodded obediently.

Chen Yuhui looked at the man hiding behind the tent with a livid face and looking at her in panic and pity, and knew that he was really scared out of his wits this time.The fly whisk was hung on the door of the room, and the door frames, window lattices, and wall eaves were covered with talisman papers. The yellow paper whistled in the evening wind, which was very strange.Chen Yuhui went to serve the dinner herself, and told the servants to rest early and not to move around before returning to the main room.

Where could Wang Xuan eat, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, covered his head with a quilt, and curled up in a ball.

Chen Yuhui ate a few chopsticks of food quietly, lit up the lamps and candles in the room, took a book, and lay down on the couch beside her.But, where can I read the book, what goes in and out of my head, for a while it is the look of Li Meijue concentrating on himself, and for a while it is the look of a little monkey blushing and yelling... He simply abandoned the book, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and his mind was clear. When I got up, the sound of the wind moving the trees outside the window also entered my ears.

One day or so, there was movement outside the door, and the quilt dumpling on the bed heard it too. He shook the quilt, stretched out a hand, called Ayu, and pointed to the outside to let him see what it was through the crack in the door.

It turned out that it was Li Meijue who had come. He had been waiting for Wang Xu'an for a long time, and he realized that Wang Xu'an had been peeping on the painted skin when he saw it with the Light Returning Technique.It was also careless, he was too careless to think about Chen Yuhui at that time.

Seeing the fly whisk talisman placed outside the door, he knew that the old grudge would be settled tonight.Wang Xu'an, he will never let it go.

Before Chen Yuhui could reach the door, the door was already blown open by the strong wind. He saw a familiar figure coming from a distance, and the wind was blowing his hair and clothes.The moon was so bright in the sky that he could not see through his eyes.A ghost, a ray of soul that does not want to belong to the underworld and wanders the world.Li Meijue.

Wang Xu'an yelled something behind his back. He was so close, but he couldn't hear clearly as if he was separated by mountains and rivers.Chen Yuhui opened her mouth and said to the ghost coming from Yufeng, "You can't kill him."

"Oh?" Li Meijue raised her eyebrows, "You think a mere whisk can stop me?"

"I don't know." Chen Yuhui looked at him, "I can't do the whisk or the talisman paper, and there are Taoists who will collect you. Tonight, I'm here, you want to kill him, you can't."

"You?" Li Meijue was angry, her teeth were white, "You still protect him until now?!"

"He is a human, and you are a ghost." Chen Yuhui stood at the door and said to the people outside, "Ghosts kill people for no reason, and it is of no benefit to you."

"Do you think I care about the consequences? Yuhui," Li Meijue smiled, with a ghostly look, "If you understand what he did to me and my family... This bloody case, even if the price is neither human nor ghost, I have lost my soul, and I want to ask for it myself. There is no turning back."

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"No matter what the price is?" Chen Yuhui's lips were white, "Then..."

Li Meijue looked at him deeply, and repeated: "No matter what the price is."

Chen Yuhui's face was ashen, and she struggled to utter a few words: "...What about me?"

Li Meijue laughed heartily, leaning back and forth, as if he had heard some great joke. He said, "Why do you embarrass yourself? Although I am a disgusting evil spirit, I cherish you the most. Love is no different from human beings, and should not be pityed or underestimated by you... You are you, he is him, I want to take his life, if your love is not perfect, I can't afford it either."

"Where's Yu Lianhuan?" Chen Yuhui asked.

Li Meijue raised her head suddenly, "You know everything?"

Chen Yuhui nodded hesitantly.

Li Meijue frowned, eyes filled with sadness, and only said: "I wanted to thank you. Now it should be returned to the original owner."

Li Meijue has always regarded Yu Lianhuan as a keepsake, this thing helps him transform into form, helps him stay in the world, and helps him find him.Every time I touch the warm and moist jade, it's like seeing Chen Yuhui. Gentleness and joy are the most important things.Now, Chen Yuhui used it to talk about things, asking him to let go of his enemy, how could he not feel sad?There is also a bit of alienation and determination in the tone.He didn't know that Chen Yuhui's heart would be suffocated and painful when he heard every word.

A gust of wind, a dream, who is bewitched by whom?

Li Meijue opened his mouth, and sprayed the human blood that had been sucked in his stomach towards Fuchen, and the whisk was stained with blood, fell from the door, and burst open at the sound.Li Meijue wrung his hands, and the talisman papers attached to them flew up one after another, smashed into pieces, and the sky was fascinated like a butterfly.

Chen Yuhui only felt the cold wind blowing by her side, and Li Meijue had already stepped on the broken whisk and entered the room with something stuffed in her hand, which was small and moist.Chen Yuhui threw herself on the bed in a daze.It was too late.

Li Meijue tore off the quilt covering Wang Xu'an, and thrust her pale hands into Wang Xu'an's chest. With a grin on his lips, he grabbed and scooped out a bloody heart.