Fox Demon and Ghost

The hoarse questioning of the Taoist behind him gradually became indistinct, dissipating in the thick black night, hidden under the terrifying and sudden howling of wolves.

Tearing the cheeks, the blood on the lips gradually faded, showing a morbid paleness—probably the result of the combination of dart injuries and physical exhaustion.

Still held in Tuming's arms, before getting rid of the Taoist's pursuit, the ghost tentatively told Tuming that he could float as a ghost, and the speed of floating was comparable to Tuming's escape with his best efforts.

Gui kindly proposed, thinking that Tu Ming would accept it readily, and felt that he was considerate.

However, the result was completely opposite. Tu Ming hugged the ghost's palm even harder when she heard that, her knuckles protruded, and the veins in her forearm twitched, as if she was afraid that if she relaxed a little, the ghost would escape from her shackles.

The ghost had no choice but to lean in Tuming's arms obediently.

Because the two were so close, the brim of the veiled hat was too big, and it was forced to separate from the ghost's head, leaving only a layer of black veil covering the ghost's face.

After a quarter of an hour, Tuming completely got rid of the Taoist priest's pursuit.

The carriage and luggage are still in the inn, but the things outside of the body can only be put aside for the time being. If the Taoist priest waits in front of the gate of the inn, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted?

Tu Ming chooses to hide in a nearby cave with the ghost.

The blood from the wound on the back soaked through the inner and outer robes, oozing a crimson color, and Tu Ming's eyes turned black repeatedly, perhaps because the cave itself was so dark that it was difficult to see.

Landing at the bottom of the cave, Tu Ming couldn't stop for a while, his figure swayed undetectably, and his steps staggered slightly.

The howling of wolves hovered around the entrance of the cave, and the shrill and shrill cry was like a mournful song outside the Great Wall, which made the scalps of those who heard it tingle, but Tu Ming always had another thing on his mind. There was no angry accusation from the Taoist priest, and the stone hanging high in his heart fell to the ground.

It's just that the boulder hit his heart, which brought out another emotion-chest heaving and uneasy, the Taoist escaped for the time being, and Tu Ming realized that there were more difficult things to be solved.

Tuming looked at the ghost, what would he ask me?

Tuming panicked like never before. Even a quarter of an hour ago, the Taoist priest tried to see the ghost's face clearly, and he was caught in the situation where the other party was chasing him and attacking him from behind.

"Why don't you let me go?"

The ghost's voice rang in the ear, and Tu Ming just woke up from the dream. He quickly removed the hand on the ghost's waist as if touching a hot potato, and then stood there without unnecessary movements. Flickering, even breathing carefully.

The ghost took off the bamboo hat casually, and seeing Tu Ming opposite him with a dull and guilty look, his brows were slightly frowned, and he couldn't help asking: "You—"

The out-of-body soul returns to the body, and Tu Ming's eyes are concentrated on a dark ground somewhere in the cave, using half-drawn eyelids to hide the complex emotions that are unclear in the pupils.

"Are you a fool?" Seeing Tuming's stupefied and foolish appearance, the ghost said angrily, trying to wake up the dreamer, "Is your injury not going to be healed?"

The moment he heard the words, Tu Ming's pupils constricted, and he turned his head towards the ghost. Even though the cave was dark and there was no fire to illuminate it, only a few wisps of moonlight at the entrance of the cave were not enough for him to see the ghost clearly. Ke Tuming still did the same.

He shouldn't have asked me this, Tu Ming thought to himself.

He should have asked me if I lied to him, or just ran away while I was hurt.

He has forgotten many things about the past, but he is still as considerate and caring to me as he was a hundred years ago.

Lowering her head, Tu Ming looked at the palm lines on her palms, as if seeing her own hands covered in blood.

Tuming closed her eyes weakly, but heard the ghost's questioning in her ear——

"Who am I going to marry after you die?"

Tuming's Adam's apple rolled, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "You don't want to ask me about...?"

"Now is the time to ask these? Am I such a ghost who can't judge the situation?"

Seeing Tuming grinding and chirping, the ghost raised his voice, annoyed and worried, and blamed, "Who shall I ask when you die?"

Tu Ming suddenly smiled lightly, but that smile was like a fake smile floating on the surface, and also like a helpless wry smile. The eyes of the peach blossoms were flooded with water, which should have made people think that it was a pool of spring water, overflowing with vitality, but But for no reason, she looked sad and sad, "You actually choose to believe me."

Before the wound stopped bleeding, Gui had no intention of talking to Tu Ming about any topic unrelated to the injury, "Do you have a golden medicine with you?"

"No, I can spell."

Tu Ming shook his head slightly, and saw a mass of red light condensed in the center of his right palm, and then covered the wound with the space between two fingers. The "red plums" on the edge of the robe finally stopped spreading to the skirt.

Withdrawing the palm, the red light went out immediately, and a thin layer of blood stained Tu Ming's face, "I'm fine for the time being."

The ghost breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"Now you need to confess something to me."

Lifting off his robe, Gui sat on the ground casually, picked up a branch and played with it in his hands, his spirit was high and relaxed, as if he was not interrogating, but was going to chat with Tuming about something irrelevant. "Be lenient when confessing, but be strict when resisting."

After finishing speaking, I always felt that there was something missing, so the ghost thought for a while and added, "But I never like to force others. If you don't want to say it, I won't force it. Once the obsession of the ghost is fulfilled, it will be reincarnated. Once the wedding banquet is over , we have parted ways from this world.”

Tuming created a ball of fire out of thin air with his right hand, and transferred the fire to a branch he found just now. At the end of hearing what the ghost said, Tuming's hand holding the torch trembled, and the flames also shook violently for a moment. .

After repeatedly wanting to say something, Tu Ming struggled to piece together a simple sentence, "I'm actually a fox demon."