Painted skin jade series

Wang Xu'an called him: "Ayu."

Chen Yuhui didn't answer, didn't get rid of him, Wang Xuan was suddenly speechless, his Ayu was always cold and indifferent, but at least he had the temperature and moistness of jade, and the gentleness he could manage. The person standing in front of him now, although There is no harsh expression, but it is as cold as a stone, and the eyes that are calm and looking at him are estranged... Wang Xuan murmured: "You blame me?"

The corners of Chen Yuhui's mouth twitched slightly, her eyes rolled, and she asked, "Have I ever blamed you?"

"...I shouldn't be greedy for beauty and be fooled by evil spirits..."

Chen Yuhui interrupted Wang Xu'an's speech with a wave of her hand, "It's none of his business. I know what your temper is, and it's not surprising that you can't change it... I'm tired, do you understand?"

Wang Xu'an was speechless, he didn't understand.

Chen Yuhui looked at him, took a step back, and walked through the door. Someone had already sent someone to lead the horse.

The door slowly closed.Wang Xu'an jumped up and shouted: "Ayu, you have my flesh and blood... You can't do this to me! Open the door for me!"

Wang Xu'an's words undoubtedly fell into Chen Yuhui's ears.Cracks appeared on his calm expression.

Danniang next to her laughed twice, grinning dryly and said, "It's impossible for the sun to rise to the west, right, son, you don't believe my nonsense, do you?"

Chen Yuhui was not indifferent to Danniang's abnormal behavior and his recent physical discomfort, but he didn't want to involve, believe or think about such absurd things that Wang Xu'an said.

Is it true that if you don’t touch it, you can treat it as non-existent?

In the room, behind the screen, Chen Yuhui took a bath in the bathtub.In front of the screen, the little maid was tidying up the changed clothes, and seeing an exquisite and translucent jade ring interspersed with it, she put this precious accessory on the young master's bed.

When Chen Yuhui went to bed wearing a silk shirt, he saw the jade ring next to his pillow. He was stunned and didn't take it away. Instead, he held it in his hand and looked at it.

Hold it in the palm of your hand, hold it tightly, and you can't see it.So small, the real case contains mysterious magic power? ... Chen Yuhui looked at the jade stone, her eyelids gradually became heavy, and she slipped into the quilt for a deep sleep.The rings of small stones shone in his slightly open palm.

Money can turn ghosts, Wang Xuan did not go home, he traded a small gold ingot for a gap, and waited in the dark like a hunter.

Xiaoyi, a cook, led Wang Xu'an into the inner courtyard through a side door while no one was paying attention.It was dark, and there was still a nursing home going around in the mansion, so wait, there is always a chance.

There are pen holders, brush washers, pen licks, water bowls, etc. on the table. In his hand, he holds a tube of soft fine-grained slow-drawing, a picture of beauties... Chen Yuhui's right hand holding the pen paused, and his left hand opened the drooping sleeve , looking intently at the characters in the painting, the portrait seems to be covered with a layer of misty mist, which is not very clear. I only feel that the person in the painting is charming and graceful, and I can't help touching my hands with joy, soft and cottony, not Shengxuan!Chen Yuhui's heart trembled, is it human skin?The pen in her hand fell, thick ink slid onto the beauty's cheeks, and her face was distorted... Chen Yuhui pressed her head, suffering from extreme pain, shortness of breath, and a dark sky spinning in front of her eyes.

The space she was in was bumping... Chen Yuhui stumbled, surrounded by pitch black, and an invisible barrier locked herself, and the collision was no bigger than her size.Hearing the horseshoes answering, hearing the voice of "here it is", there was a strange noise on the top of the head, a hole was opened, thousands of lights rushed in first, a big black and white eye came up, Chen Yuhui was surprised, someone spoke to him, He said, "Squeeze you into pieces and swallow your stomach, and then you don't have to worry about life and death after entering the stomach of the Taoist master, kid, do you think it's okay?"

Chen Yuhui looked at the eyes above her head inexplicably.Such as looking up at the mouth of the bottle from the bottom of the bottle.

The owner of the eyes laughed, with a hint of freedom in the gloom.Accompanied by a few mumbling spells, Chen Yuhui felt light like a puff of breath, was thrown out of the dark space by the violent vibration, and fell staggeringly to the hard ground.

Looking up, she saw the little Taoist priest holding a wooden bottle in one hand and gesticulating with a sword in the other. Chen Yuhui recognized the monkey Taoist priest, but no matter how he shouted, the other party couldn't hear him.I was startled to realize that I was thrown out of that bottle just now, but isn't that wooden bottle the one that collects ghosts in the palace?The little Taoist said he took Li Meijue back to his tomb!Chen Yuhui looked around, and there were trees, flowers, pools, and houses around. Although weeds were overgrown and barren for a long time, it was indeed a courtyard.Turning around, there were no traces of grave mounds or graves. He was in a daze when he saw that the little Taoist priest had finished his practice, biting the yellow talisman paper floating in the air, and randomly found a wooden branch and stuck it on the ground. Three crooked words, satisfied, pressed the talisman paper on the wooden branch, bit the blood on the finger, and signed the contract.The long wooden branch sank more than two inches and stood firmly.Chen Yuhui felt as if she was also being pulled into the ground by an inexplicable force. He hurriedly grabbed the little Taoist's hand, but the little Taoist turned around and said, "If you escape from the acupuncture point privately, be careful that you will lose your soul!" Raising his arms to shake off Chen Yuhui, he said, "Ghost! Let go!"

Chen Yuhui was anxious, didn't he know herself?The little Taoist led the horse away. Chen Yuhui wanted to go up and stop him, but she couldn't move. She looked down at herself, but she couldn't see her body. Where is this place?What happened?

The little Taoist left, and the desolate scenery around him became more and more bleak. Chen Yuhui stood there blankly, cold, cold.