Evil spirits at large are my own wife

Shen Shuangli is a person with no past, he has no parents, and he has no special friends since he was a child, but it is strange that he does not feel sad, but is full of interest in the future. He likes to meet all kinds of people, men, women, children Children and everyone are fine. Watching them laugh or cry is like watching a big-budget movie with ups and downs. It is alive and full of vitality and beauty.

He loves this kind of beauty, but if the natural yin and yang eyes lose their function, then he will be really happy.

Shen Shuangli, who works as a social animal in a travel agency in a small eighteenth-tier city, has been working here since graduating from university.

The name of the travel agency is 'Diamond Travel', and the slogan is very lofty: Customized travel, a must for high-end people, will give you and your family a supremely happy holiday!

However, the travel agency is actually located on the first floor of the Tongzi Building. The exterior walls of the old 60s building are mottled. Half a century of wind and sun have covered the original gray-brown walls with a layer of black and green moss, and there is oily smoke outside the kitchen of every household. The smoke outlet of the machine sprayed out oil mist for a long time, and finally turned into puddles of sticky oil stains crawling on the outer wall.

It is said that the travel agency is a branch of a big company in a first-tier big city targeting low-consumption groups, but Shen Shuangli always feels that she has been cheated. The chances of being haunted and frightened by evil spirits are greatly reduced, and Benduo really worked in a travel agency for three years.

The owner of the travel agency is surnamed Wang, known as the Mahjong King.

"Xiao Shen, you are the one who will lead the team this time. I don't worry about others. The old mansions, the General's Mansion, the Thousand-mile Diaojiaolou, and the Longevity Village, all take our customers to see, and the background stories in them are well memorized. Right?" When he said this, Boss Wang was playing mahjong in the mahjong parlor next to the travel agency, and while smoking a cigarette, he turned his head to look at the person in charge of his house - the beautiful Xiao Shen.

Shen Shuangli is a beautiful person, with black hair like silk, bright eyes and white teeth, white skin like snow, slender and gentle, especially pleasing to the eye when she smiles, and can get along well with anyone. She is like the grandson of many old ladies. Love to chat with Xiao Shen.

Boss Wang looked at Xiao Shen with a kind face: "Actually, you don't need to go, you just sit at the front desk, it's our company's signboard, but there is no way, our gold medal guide is not hoarse because of his side job Well, I have to wrong you."

The corners of Shen Shuangli's mouth twitched, thinking that the problem is that the gold medal commentator's voice is hoarse?The problem is that our company is known as the top [-] in the country, and there are only three employees and one boss in total.

Driver, guide, front desk.

The lecturer is gone, so why not take him up?

"Fortunately, I'm not wronged, but I'm not familiar with the place."

Shen Shuangli was a little embarrassed, he pursed his lips, the lips were slightly pouty, the color was warm and soft, glowing with a soft light that made people's heart flutter, and a pair of naturally beautiful eyebrows and eyes made the aunts playing mahjong couldn't help showing affection He helped him with his thoughts and said, "Hey, old Wang, you are cruel. Xiao Shuang is so young. If you want him to take a group of people to the mountains to see some ancient bandit's stilted buildings, what is there to see? They are all deceiving outsiders. of."

Boss Wang smiled cheerfully, and still patted Shen Shuangli on the shoulder: "Come back and raise your salary."

Shen Shuangli shrugged, although he had a bad premonition, but nothing happened to him after staying here for three years, so he relaxed his vigilance, planning to go to the monk temple to worship first, and then lead the group into the mountain.

The monk temple is halfway up the mountain. It is said that the upright officials who were demoted here were once imprisoned, and the upright officials were hanged on the wooden beams of the main hall of the monk temple.

During the period of the Republic of China, there was a merciful monk who took in one hundred and one orphans. In the end, he died of starvation and sat on his cold wooden bed.

Shen Shuangli has been here for three years, and the number of times he has been to the monk's temple can be counted on one's fingers, but his eyes are very special. Looking at it from a distance, he can see that the desolate monk's temple overgrown with weeds has a great background, and he can see that the monk's temple is the center of attention. The center radiates weak golden light in all directions, covering the whole small town, so there is no evil that Shen Shuangli is afraid of here, and it will not be like before, with a row of black holes behind him, A Piao, followed, and one by one with hideous faces. Called to be dragged away by something unknown, or devoured by a more powerful evil nearby.

Shen Shuangli felt that those A Piao followed her, maybe they wanted to get something from him, but those A Piao were too weak, so they had no achievements.

So he thought, he went to the monk's temple to worship and get more golden light. If he encounters any accident when he goes out of the city and enters the mountains this time, if he encounters some weird things and wants to harm himself, maybe the golden light will be of some use , can save lives.

"Help!!!!" The overwhelming flames engulfed the thousands of stilted buildings built on the hillside. Shen Shuangli originally ran with a little sister from a tour group, but after running, the hand she was holding didn't feel right. , He looked back and saw that what was being pulled was a human tongue.

Shen Shuangli almost didn't poke over on the spot, and ran around in a hurry without daring to turn back.

It was agreed that Jinguang would protect herself and protect her loneliness!

There are thousands of ancient corpses wandering in this thousand households on stilts, without consciousness, this kind of translucent ghost is actually very harmless, they are like lost ghosts, trapped here.

But who knows that there is still the obsession of an old bandit wandering here. Obsession is different from ghosts. Ghosts are just floating around. Obsession is to do bad things. It's just a thought, he is just a kind of spiritual power with the body of an old bandit. When he hears someone singing, he will jump on his body and light a fire.

The bigger the fire, the more people died in vain, the deeper and stronger the obsession, and it will intensify.

Now the obsession of this old bandit was chasing after Shen Shuangli and scratching wildly. The beast-like roar almost seemed to come from the top of his head, shaking Shen Shuangli's heart thumping, but the surroundings were full of fog, no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out. My legs also started to become immobile as if they had been filled with lead.

With tears running down his cheeks, Shen Shuangli truly regretted that her 25-year-old life was about to end.

He looked up, the sky was covered with the screaming faces of dead souls, behind him was the flames chasing him and trying to devour him, in front of him was endless fog, and under his feet was a quagmire.

He must die.

But he was only 25 years old.

I haven't lived enough!

Shen Shuangli counted his regrets in detail and summarized the following points. First, he had never been in a relationship. He wanted to know what it was like to like someone and be liked; I want to see what it feels like to see the ground from the sky; third, if he died like this, will anyone in the world cry for him?There isn't even a single person crying for him, he doesn't want to die.

"Is there anyone? Anyone is fine, please, if there are gods, please help me, there must be ghosts in this world, there must be gods, right? Help me, I... I will give you everything, give you everything , just let me live..."

When the huge tongue separated countless soft limbs from the back and rolled onto Shen Shuangli's limbs one after another, Shen Shuangli felt that the place where his body was being rolled was being melted, and the pain was severe! ! !

Tears kept falling, but in the blurry vision, only countless ghosts could be seen floating around and looking at him, and no one came to save him.

Just when Shen Shuangli thought that he was really going to disappear, suddenly, there was an ethereal voice coming from all directions, like the god of the mountain waking up, talking to him: "Really give me anything? Even the soul?"

"Yes! Please!" Shen Shuangli closed his eyes, he didn't dare to open them, for fear of seeing his own melted skin.

But a burst of heat scorched his face, thousands of ghosts retreated and annihilated behind him, and a thick black mist rushed towards his face, forcing him to open his eyes.

He looked up and saw the sky filled with flames falling like dead fireflies, and saw an eyeless old man in ancient costume holding a magnificent jewel box standing not far away looking up at the sky, his voice was faint: "It was you who awakened the ghost house Lord? Haven’t knelt down and offered your soul? You have become the master’s man, and the master will save you.”

master?

Shen Shuangli's throat tightened, is it the ghost king who came? !He is so powerful that he actually called the Lord of the Underworld to save him?

He looked up, curious and excited, countless beautiful and explosive film and television images in his mind were placed on the ghost king, ghost king!He must be so handsome that he has no friends!

But what I saw was a child in an ancient costume wearing black and complicated patterns. The child had long black hair and blood pupils. He looked like a child laborer who was caught by unscrupulous parents for cosplay. He was about five years old.

Shen Shuangli was dumbfounded, with a bewildered expression.

The Lord of the Ghost Mansion looked down at Shen Shuangli, who was covered in blood, messy but shockingly beautiful on the ground, his eyes darkened, and his expression was difficult to distinguish: "What are you looking at?"

He also has a milk doll cavity.

The corner of Shen Shuangli's mouth twitched: kid, you are a pirated ghost king!