Skeleton beauty flirted with her husband and ran away after overturning the car

coming. "

A man wearing a black robe and holding a mahogany sword ran out of the door in a hurry. He yelled and looked panic-stricken, but because he was running too fast, he didn't pay attention to his feet, and then tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinchen called out, "Mingzi" and took a step to help him up, but before he had gone a few steps, a woman in a white dress suddenly came out of the door.

She bumped away from Zhao Jinchen, with a clear purpose of catching Ming Zi in Zhao Jinchen's mouth, and then rushed forward and bit his neck off.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, instantly reddening her white clothes.

The author has something to say: just taste it and stop it, only a deep feeling can make you feel bored.

Chapter 27

In broad daylight, ghosts kill people.

Seeing this, Song Jinghang quickly reached out and pushed the female ghost away.

But the female ghost's bite was too deep, and flesh was still hanging on her teeth when she was pushed away.The scene was so bloody that Zhao Jinchen was stunned watching it.

Yu caught up to check the wounded man's condition, but the man was holding his sleeve tightly, looking at him with terrified eyes, opening and closing his mouth as if talking, but only "snoring" came out of his throat. Snoring" sound, I can't make out what I'm saying.

"Help~ help~" Another person screamed and ran out of the door, this time more than one person, hearing the scream, the female ghost who was beaten to the ground suddenly ran away, looking for the source of the sound, frantically rushed over.

Song Jinghang reached out and grabbed her back by the collar, and then kicked her to the ground. The group of people were so frightened that they didn't care who saved them, so they just ran away desperately.

Zhao Jinchen didn't know what happened, and after realizing it, he grabbed a person and asked, "Where is my brother, what's going on here?"

"I don't know! I don't know! Let go of me! I don't know!" The man's face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to be out of his mind. He bit Zhao Jinchen's hand hard, and Zhao Jinchen let go of the pain. The person ran away in a hurry.

"He's dead." Yu Zhui forcefully broke the man whose neck had been bitten off, inspected it, and then came to Song Jinghang and said with a frown.

Song Jinghang glanced at the female ghost who was beaten and lying on the ground without saying a word, but locked her up with a soul lock, and took a closer look.

Sure enough, this was not a female ghost at all, but a person, but it was wrong to say that she was occupied by a ghost like the group of villagers in Chen Village who came back from the dead, and the two fit together perfectly.

"Let's go in and take a look." After a long time, Song Jinghang said, he got up and clapped his hands, glanced at the dazzling sunlight and squinted his eyes, "If I guessed correctly, there are many half-hearted people like him inside." Human half ghost."

"You mean that Zhao Jinrong has something to do with Chencun?" Yu Zhui was not stupid, he also guessed the connection, so he said to Zhao Jinchen: "It's dangerous inside, you have to..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jinchen replied decisively: "I'll go in, my brother is still inside."

Ever since he was a child, he has never forgotten this elder brother. Although this elder brother is heartless and indifferent, no matter what, they have a blood relationship. If the elder brother is not good, the younger brother will always try to give him a hand.

"Okay." Song Jinghang nodded, and then the three stepped into the gate of the ancestral house.

This ancestral house was indeed built a long time ago, except for some decorations added by later generations, the rest remained the same, simple and solemn, very much like a wealthy family at that time.

The ancestral house is very cloudy, and it is very different from the outside of the house. Song Jinghang is not afraid of the sun, but he is more or less uncomfortable, so he feels comfortable all over after entering.

Not seeing any scary scenes, nor did he see his brother, Zhao Jinchen was a little anxious, so he led Song Jinghang and the others back and forth between the rooms, sweating profusely.

And at this moment, the big pendulum clock in the center of the front hall rang, and the sound of "dang, clang, clang" appeared abrupt and piercing in the huge hall, and every sound seemed to hit a person's heart.

Twelve noon.

But Song Jinghang looked up, but saw that the sky outside had turned dark.

Thick fog surrounded the entire old house, making it difficult for the three people in the old house to tell whether it was noon or late at night.

"The phone has no signal." Yu Zhui took out his phone and looked at it. The time stayed at noon, and the signal bar showed no signal.

"My brother hasn't come back yet?" Zhao Jinchen's mind was in a mess. The phrase "the boss raises ghosts" and Xiao Lei's "he raises ghosts." seemed to mean the same thing, both pointing to Zhao Jinrong's raising ghosts.

Zhao Jinchen knew that his brother learned Taoism, but he was an atheist before he met Xiao Lei, so he always thought that his brother's learning Taoism was a hobby, and it was impossible to learn it. More directly, it didn't exist at all. It wasn't until he met Xiao Lei, Yu Zhui and Song Jinghang that he played tricks to fool people. He didn't realize that his brother really knew these tricks, and he did many wrong things with them.

If so, he must stop it to prevent his brother from hurting more people.

He thought about it, usually at this time his brother must have arrived at the ancestral house, and it is impossible for him not to know what happened today.

"He must be avoiding us, he is avoiding me, damn it." Zhao Jinchen said, suddenly thought of a place, so excitedly said to Song Jinghang: "There is a secret passage behind the ancestral hall of the ancestral house, and the secret passage leads directly to the underground. There is a secret passage underground. In the secret room."

"Then let's go there quickly." Yu Zhui heard the words, grabbed Song Jinghang and wanted to follow Zhao Jinchen, but Song Jinghang's hands were cold and he was held motionless.

"What's the matter?" Yu Zhui turned around and asked Song Jinghang who had been staring at the yard in a daze. The latter finally looked away at Yu Zhui, "We are in someone else's formation."

Following his words, all the lights in the ancestral house were extinguished.

The backyard door and the hall door were all slammed shut by gravity.

There was a strong wind outside the house, and countless ghosts floated in the house, and they made terrible laughter, either wailing, or eerie.

"Second...Second Young Master." Suddenly someone called from the corner, the voice sounded timid, like a young man.

Just behind Zhao Jinchen.

"Don't look back..." Before Song Jinghang finished speaking, Zhao Jinchen turned around and looked behind him.

As he turned around, Yu Zhui clearly saw the fire on his shoulder go out.

Followed by Zhao Jinchen's screams.

"Ho ho ho ho ho~" The boy lying on his shoulder had a hole in his forehead, and he was staring at Zhao Jinchen's eyes with his protruding eyeballs.

His tongue was so long that it almost reached Zhao Jinchen's shoulder, it was as bright red as blood.

"Get out of the way." Song Jinghang yelled, and then stretched out his right hand and hit a thunder mark directly. Zhao Jinchen was so frightened by the ghost behind him that he almost lost control of his urine. Seeing this, he instinctively turned his head to the left, and the thunder mark hit the ghost directly On the boy's broken head.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the head split open behind Zhao Jinchen, and thick blood splashed out, covering his face.

Song Jinghang had already prepared before this, and the umbrella he opened covered him and Yu Zhui.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry." After closing the umbrella, he still took a few steps back in disgust.

Zhao Jinchen: Thank you again Mr. Song for your kind act, I really appreciate it.

Song Jinghang's calmness quickly dispelled everyone's fear. Zhao Jinchen took off his suit jacket and wiped the blood on his body, "Can't we get out?"

"It's possible to go out, but it's a bit troublesome." Song Jinghang glanced at the ghost hiding in the corner and said with a smile.

"What do I need to do?" Yu Zhui put on the special leather gloves, and then called Xiao Hei out. Zhao Jinrong knew magic, but Yu Zhui didn't expect that he could do sorcery.

Making living people into containers, and then placing evil spirits and ghosts, why did he do this?

Song Jinghang glanced at Yu Zhui, pointed to his stomach, "Well... you tricked them out, and I ate them."

"" Yu Zhui widened his eyes in surprise.

What is this operation

Song Jinghang felt a little embarrassed, reached out and dealt with the three rushing ghosts, and pressed them tightly against the wall. Looking at the shocked Yu Zhui, he whispered, "Eating ghosts~ super sweet."

"..." Yu Zhui heard for the first time that eating ghost supplements, whether it nourishes the blood or nourishes the brain, so he advised Song Jinghang not to mess around.

Of course, Song Jinghang didn’t act recklessly. He recently discovered a very rare thing, that is, eating ghosts, especially ghosts that are more hostile. These ghosts have strong emotions and six desires, which can stimulate his senses. Recalling what happened a long time ago, I remembered that I used to be a disciple of Yun Qingguan, and he also had a master, but those broken pasts were like pieces of paper, which fell apart when blown, and it was impossible to piece together a complete past.

"Ghosts eat ghosts, of course it's to make up ghosts, don't think about it, Zhao Jinrong expected us to come, but we don't know each other's strength, so he preemptively trapped us in the formation, and this formation is used to weaken our mana Yes, the stronger your mana is, the more it will be consumed by the formation." Song Jinghang slowly approached those ghosts, scaring the other ghosts back again and again, "So, they are just used by Zhao Jinrong to consume and trap us. Introducers, but in my eyes, they are excellent supplements, after eating them, you can pass the level and get out of the battle without any effort."

After he finished speaking, he smiled, "Yu Zhui, do you want to eat?"

"Don't be kidding, your statement is too weird." Yu Zhui wanted to say that he couldn't accept it, but he forgot that Song Jinghang himself was a ghost, and there were still evil natures in his bones, but Song Jinghang knew how to control it better.

"Then I'll try the taste and tell you if it tastes good or not." Song Jinghang said, suddenly grabbed one, then closed his eyes, and slowly turned the real soul body in front of him into light blue smoke and sucked it into his body.

This ghost must have been a greedy person when he was alive. Song Jinghang shook his head, his mind was full of greed. That kind of desire made him miserable, and it took him a long time to feel better.

A beauty is a beauty, and even the disgusting "Bah" is cute, Yu Zhui looked at it with novelty and liked it.

When the second ghost was eaten, Song Jinghang felt some unusual emotions, but he didn't show it. He only looked back at Zhao Jinchen with a weird expression.

"Look at me, what are you doing?" Zhao Jinchen got goosebumps all over his body when he saw him.

"It's nothing, I just thought it was pitiful for you to be bullied by Xiao Lei at first, but after thinking about it just now, you are not at a loss." Song Jinghang has a new understanding of these matters between men and women.

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jinchen couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Really speechless, if it wasn't for the wrong timing, he would have slammed the door angrily and left.

Immediately afterwards, Song Jinghang swallowed the third ghost.

This ghost is a bit small-minded, and its obsessions after death are all trivial matters. Song Jinghang would never care about such trivial matters, but this ghost cares about every detail, and even has a desire for revenge.

Song Jinghang pushed these calculations aside, with a terrible expression on his face.

Yu Zhui walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

He replied dissatisfied: "They are all strange obsessions."

Only people who have obsessions can become ghosts, and these people Song Jinghang feels that they are not trapped by obsessions, but are willing to become prisoners of obsessions.

Yu Zhui looked at the ghosts around him, "There are about seven or eight more ghosts, is it okay for you to eat like this?"

"No problem." Song Jinghang said relaxedly, then raised his chin towards Yu Zhui.Yu Zhui was helpless, so he had no choice but to go up with the mahogany sword and fight with those ghosts. The painful ghosts ran around and had to leave the body, and then Song Jinghang caught and swallowed them.

Zhao Jinchen stepped aside and wiped the sweat from his brow.

He knew that Song Jinghang knew mana, but he didn't know that Song Jinghang could eat ghosts.

It looks so spooky.

He closed his eyes and slowed down, planning to wait for Song Jinghang to eat all the ghosts and break the formation before coming out and taking him to the secret room.

He waited for a while, the doors and windows finally opened without wind, and the sky gradually cleared up, but the sun was setting and it was already evening.

"Let's go." Yu Zhui took Xiao Hei and put it on Song Jinghang's hand.

Song Jinghang glanced at it, "Xiao Hei thought he was superfluous for stuffing it in and out, how uncomfortable it is."

"If you don't remind it, it won't feel bad." Yu Zhui said, touching the black jade bracelet. Song Jinghang's mana is almost zero, and wearing it can protect him.

Xiao Hei seemed to understand, and blinked his dark bean eyes, as if saying, "I can protect adults well."

Song Jinghang also touched Xiao Hei, and after putting on the bracelet, he planned to go to the ancestral hall, but before he stepped out of the courtyard door behind the main hall, he heard someone calling him.

The man's voice was loud and not like a ghost, but it was in every corner of the house. Song Jinghang couldn't tell where the man was, only knew that this man must be Zhao Jinrong.

Song Jinghang smiled, and was about to ask Zhao Jinrong how he knew who he was, when he continued, "Long time no see."

As he finished speaking, the whole ground began to vibrate, and Yu Zhui felt the pain in his chest start to flare up again, but this time he could hold back, so he held Song Jinghang's hand tightly.

Song Jinghang didn't panic when he stood in place, but tasted Zhao Jinrong's phrase "Long time no see". If he remembered correctly, he had nothing to do with Mr. Zhao, so the phrase "Long time no see" has several meanings. , he looked down at the ground, and asked calmly: "Mr. Zhao, since we are old friends, why don't you come out and meet?"

Zhao Jinrong over there didn't reply for a long time, as if he didn't expect Song Jinghang to be so polite. He had been observing Song Jinghang's every move for a long time, and found that his mana was meager, so he dared to say a few words, He wanted to catch him and avenge the thousand years of revenge, but he never expected that Song Jinghang didn't remember himself, but the man told him that Song Jinghang came to trouble him.

"You...don't remember me?" Zhao Jinrong asked tentatively.

"Why should I remember you?" Song Jinghang also vaguely heard the meaning in his words. In order not to let him see that he had lost his memory, he added: "What are you?"

When he said this, a cloud of black air had already gathered in his hands, and then he threw it towards the northwest corner while Zhao Jinrong was not paying attention. The black air quickly spread out when it hit Zhao Jinrong's body, and was then completely dispelled by him.

"Sure enough, he is still the arrogant Taoist son." Zhao Jinrong knew that he could no longer hide it, and walked out from the corner.

It turned out to be Zhao Jinchen who had been following Song Jinghang and the others to the ancestral house.

Zhao Jinchen smiled sinisterly, "Let me re-introduce myself, my name is Zhao Zhong, yours..." He paused, and then continued: "Best friend."

Chapter 28

In the dark basement, Zhao Jinchen woke up from a nightmare. He glanced at Xiao Lei who was trapped by the power grid, and almost fainted again from fright.

Xiao Lei's hair was all gone, and the two hollow eye sockets on her bloody face were pitch-black. She was wearing a light blue dress. At this time, blood was flowing down the dress and dripping on the floor. It was sticky and smelly. .

"Why didn't you run away just now?" Zhao Jinchen asked carefully, remembering Xiao Lei's slightly surprised expression when he rushed in.

Xiao Lei didn't speak, she couldn't tell right from wrong, she just instinctively wanted to kill Zhao Jinrong, but she was still stunned for a moment when she looked up and saw Zhao Jinchen.

At this moment of stupefaction, the power grid that Zhao Jinrong set up before leaving pressed her tightly, and the three souls and six souls almost dispersed.

Thankfully it tripped at that moment.

Zhao Jinchen breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second Xiao Lei slowly crawled towards him from under the power grid.

If it wasn't for the loss of hair, Xiao Lei with stiff limbs and weird movements at this moment would be Sadako 2.0, Zhao Jinchen raised his sigh again, "Don't come here, I'll tell you I... I... "He said and glanced at the power grid switch beside him, while being wary of Xiao Lei, he hooked the switch with his foot and lifted it up, but just as he lifted the switch up, he felt a burst of current coming from the other foot.

Xiao Lei grabbed his ankle when he lifted the switch.

At that moment, Zhao Jinchen scolded Guo Quintessence, and then he was stunned together with Xiao Lei.

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"I don't have a friend like you." Song Jinghang answered bluntly.

He really didn't remember who Zhao Zhong was.

Zhao Zhong was stunned. He thought that Song Jinghang had already guessed who he was, so he rushed to seek revenge, but he didn't expect that Song Jinghang didn't know who he was at all. Only then did he know that he was cheated by that person .But he had already exposed his identity, and it was impossible to hide it anymore, so he could only say in a broken jar, "You three, master and apprentice, are nothing but rascals."

He shook his head as he spoke, with an expression of vicissitudes unprecedented for young people, "Song Jinghang has been around for a thousand years, and it has been 1000 years."

He sighed for a long time, and that appearance made Song Jinghang a little confused. He just came to find someone, and then he found something by the way, and he encountered these things, so he solved one or two, which can't be involved in any way so long.

1000, 1000 years ago Song Jinghang thought about it, he seemed to be sleeping.

"You have cultivated to become a master." Song Jinghang didn't mean to say that, but Zhao Chong was completely angered when he said this.

"The feud of killing your wife is irreconcilable! Why do you say forget and forget who allowed you to forget? Song Jinghang is the one who will send yourself into the abyss with your own hands, but why do you still exist in this world and others want to bury you with you?" "

As Zhao Zhong said, he stretched out his hand and drew a spell in the void. When the black rune was formed, a gust of wind rose from the ground, blowing Zhao Zhong's hair and clothes flying non-stop.

Seeing this, Yu Zhui protected Song Jinghang behind him, while he blocked Zhao Zhong's sudden blow with a mahogany sword.

The mahogany sword broke with a "crack", and Yu Zhui stepped back a few steps, and even vomited a mouthful of blood.

"It's useless~" Zhao Zhong laughed suddenly and said, "I've seen that you can't use spells now, as long as you use them, your seven orifices will bleed and your internal organs will shake, that's why I brought you here."

"Song Jinghang, you don't have magic power either. This is really God helping me to avenge my revenge!" Zhao Zhong said without waiting for Song Jinghang to react and chanted a spell to summon countless souls. Those souls gathered together, and then screamed and attacked Song Jinghang .

Song Jinghang avoided those innocent souls, and waved his hand to conjure a long sword from his sleeve. The sword was slender and sharp, and a pair of flounder was engraved on the hilt.

He circled the group of innocent souls with his sword flower in his arms, urging the fire talisman to burn one of them to death from time to time.

Insufficient mana does have limitations, and on the other hand, Yu Zhui wanted to help but was restrained by another wave of ghosts summoned by Zhao Chong.

"You talk about murdering your wife, but I don't know your wife at all. How can you talk about killing your wife?" Song Jinghang felt that it was really difficult to deal with Zhao Zhong in their current situation. The successive attacks did not give him a chance at all, so he could only divert Zhao Zhong's attention.

Maybe it's because the grievances that have been accumulated for thousands of years are too heavy, and these grievances have always been remembered by Zhao Zhong alone, so he is not convinced, Song Jinghang's words are really too light, and he is provoked again and again, Zhao Chong Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a broken and yellowed human skin scroll from his back, and then slowly unfolded it in front of Song Jinghang.

In the portrait, a woman is gentle and dignified. She is wearing a goose yellow embroidered dress, and she is holding a round fan to catch butterflies. The portrait is full of flowers, which is a rare spring.

Song Jinghang was fascinated by watching it, and he was fascinated for a while, and was brought into his memory by the mirror flower water moon technique in the painting.

The continuous drizzle fell for five full days, and under the eaves of Yunqingguan, the little Song Jinghang knelt for five full days.

His knee hurt so badly that he could barely hold it, but he still insisted on kneeling, neither crying nor making noise.

Brothers and sisters persuaded him many times back and forth,

"Don't get angry with Master, there is no good fruit to eat."

"Why are you so stubborn? Admit your mistake to Master."

They talked in a hurry, but even if Song Jinghang couldn't get up, he firmly refused to admit his mistake. In the end, they could only shake their heads and leave with a sigh.

"You can tell me what I told you on the day you joined the sect."

Song Jinghang knelt for too long and didn't fill his stomach. At this time, he was dizzy. Hearing the question from the people in the room, he shook his head and answered seriously, "If you enter my Yunqingmen, you must respect the teacher, Don't speak without faith, don't make claims without authorization, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, and don't act recklessly."

"I remember clearly, but you broke a few commandments." The anger in the tone of the person in the room was still lingering when he spoke, and it sounded like Song Jinghang might be driven out of Yunqingguan at any time.

"Four points." Song Jinghang answered honestly, but he still refused to give in. "But I am not wrong. Respecting the teacher and respecting the way requires mutual respect. It is untrustworthy to look at the sequence, and it depends on the matter. "

"Bastard!" The people in the room became even angrier when they heard him say this. Song Jinghang heard him coughing loudly in anger, and his heart gradually became uncomfortable. He didn't care about the pain, and he didn't admit his mistake, but he still persuaded with great concern: "Master, I don't admit my mistake, but don't be angry for me."

The room was silent for a while, with the patter of rain, Song Jinghang was a little cold and sad, with complicated expressions on his immature face.

It took a long time to cry and said: "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't be angry."

He sobbed and cried loudly, at the same time his eyes were darkened and his head was dizzy.

The door of the room was opened from the inside at this time, and a pair of blue-gray shoes were exposed. Then Song Jinghang looked up and saw the man in a blue-gray Taoist robe, with a tall and straight figure.

"Master..." He called out weakly, and fainted before he could see the man's face clearly.

When he woke up again, Song Jinghang found himself sitting in a flower building listening to opera. The girl on the stage sang a song "Pillow Dream". younger brother.

The younger brother was wearing a black gown, which was incompatible with the people in the flower building. At this time, his back was facing the stage and was about to leave. Seeing this, Song Jinghang smiled and threw the wine in his hand lightly. The wine spilled all over the younger brother. "I look down on how clean you are here, but you're just a reasonable dog. It's just too loud to bark. Get out of here~ I don't want to see you either." After he finished speaking, he got up and turned to the girl singing on the stage go.

"Hey, look at what you've been drinking. You're already drunk. Your junior brother didn't mean to be against you on purpose, so you can't get angry." Seeing this, Zhao Zhong supported Song Jinghang and wandered off to have fun.

Leaving a group of people laughing.

It was another big dream. After waking up from the dream, the woman had already fallen into the blood amber.

And Song Jinghang was holding a long sword, the sword was covered with blood, dripping along the tip of the sword, Zhao Zhong stepped into the yard with two jugs of wine, and saw the wine jar in his hand instantly fall to the ground Broken into countless pieces.

Lying on the ground was his first wife, the daughter of the prime minister who eloped with him to start a family, Song Jinghang's righteous sister--Luo Fu.

Zhao Chongding stumbled into the door, then knelt down in front of his wife with his knees limp, stretched out trembling hands to caress the immobile person with a sad expression, then threw himself on him and hugged him, crying Heartbroken.

"Song Jinghang, you beast! You killed her! You killed her! You beast!"

Song Jinghang dragged his long sword expressionlessly and left the dilapidated yard, looked at the gloomy sky amidst the scolding, and smiled.

That smile was pale and feeble, full of helplessness and sadness.

"You must understand everything I teach you!"

"I like senior brother the most."

"Brother, look at the little clothes I made for the children."

"Beasts!"

"waste!"

"You are covered in filth, how can you deserve this position? I feel disgusted when I see you."

"Song Jinghang! Wake up!"

For the first time, Song Jinghang was disturbed by the memory of his previous life. He looked at Yu Zhui in surprise, as if seeing that junior again, saw his tightly clenched fists and angry profile, but in the end he didn't think anything of it. Not to mention, after leaving Hualou, he has nothing to do with Song Jinghang when he was young.

Song Jinghang obviously felt a terrible pain in his heart, and wanted to hold his hand and tell him his truest thoughts, but they missed it perfectly.

The past seemed like yesterday, and also like a long river separated by years. The originally calm water surface suddenly surged with wind and clouds, and the gust of wind swept the waves towards his head, making him dizzy and his ears buzzing. Ming, the heart is bursting like a huge pain.

"Song Jinghang!" Seeing that his expression was not right, Yu Zhui quickly supported him, not knowing what to do, "Answer me Song Jinghang, are you all right, Song Jinghang!" There is always restlessness in his body, every day The differences are getting bigger and bigger, and it is even more difficult to control Song Jinghang when he is in danger.He wanted to reach out and hold Song Jinghang's hand to force himself to calm down, but as soon as his hand touched Song Jinghang's hand, a powerful force knocked him back several meters away.

"Don't come here." Song Jinghang didn't want others to see him in such a mess. He tried hard to recall those people who made him sad, but he couldn't remember what they looked like and who they were.

Who are they

Song Jinghang thought about the outline of that person, but he still couldn't remember it.

Only Yejasmine, the lingering fragrance left in the memory.

Chapter 29

"Sir, what you asked me to do has been done."

By the smoky spring, the assistant handed a red candy to the man soaking in the cold spring.

The man glanced sideways. There was no emotion in his eyes, but his whole body was as cold as spring water.

"Yeah." After a long time, he nodded his head in agreement.

When the assistant heard the words, the paper figurine that instantly turned into gold fluttered back into the pocket of his clothes.

The scenery in the mountains is very beautiful, the birds are singing in the stream, and the bamboo is fragrant, which is very suitable for recuperation.

He raised his hand to touch the scar on his neck, and the scar was gone.

It's just that the wound will heal, and the pain will still be in my heart.

The long years can't take away the hatred, and it will accumulate more and more.

These should not belong to him alone.

"Remember what I look like, remember that I love you, and I will clean up the rest for you."

The man smiled, his voice was full of indulgence, but also extremely cold.

When Zhao Jinchen woke up again, Xiao Lei also trembled, and she made an unpleasant "cluck" sound from her throat, as if she was laughing, but she couldn't laugh because her vocal cords were damaged, Zhao Jinchen got goose bumps all over her body. He couldn't imagine being raped dozens of times by something like this.

This matter can't be mentioned, he wants to die if he mentions it.

Xiao Lei trembled a few times and stopped, then slowly crawled towards him, and then grabbed his ankle.

This time she caught Zhao Jinchen with both hands.

She didn't believe that Zhao Jinchen could still turn on the switch.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jinchen was frightened by his ankle and fell to the right, hitting the switch with his head.

Dude, how many switches are there?

Zhao Jinchen swore to the sky that he didn't do it on purpose, after all, he didn't want to be stunned.

But afraid of something, he and Xiao Lei were stunned again.

On the top of the basement, Zhao Jinrong was constantly attacking Song Jinghang, "Song Jinghang, if you had a little conscience, you wouldn't have killed Luo Fu. She regarded you as her own brother, but you killed her."

Song Jinghang thought of the woman lying on the ground covered in blood in his memory, and he felt pain in his heart. At that time, he was the only one beside him, holding a sword in his hand.

"Could it really be... I killed it?" He wondered, but in such a daze, Zhao Jinrong wounded his right shoulder with thunder fire.

"Song Jinghang." Yu Zhui didn't know what happened to Song Jinghang, he called Song Jinghang's name helplessly, but Song Jinghang was completely out of shape, so anxious that he could only step forward to stop Zhao Jinrong, but he was no match at all.

"Luo Fu." Song Jinghang repeated the name, completely ignoring the pain in his mind, searching desperately in the long river of memory, and suddenly a voice called softly: "Brother Song."

"Brother Song."

The woman is gentle and dignified. Even though she took off her gorgeous clothes and put on coarse cloth clothes, she still looks like a master in her gestures. Her slender fingers have broken a few nails, and there are thin calluses growing on her slender fingers.

Sitting on the bench in the hall, Song Jinghang was wearing a red robe, and his long black hair was tied on the top of his head with a jade hairpin. He looked up and down with his beautiful eyebrows, and commented sadly: "If I had known this, I would not have introduced you. I know you, although Zhao Zhong is useful, but it's too hard for you to follow him without money."

"I chose the poor family, and it has nothing to do with Brother Song. Don't blame yourself. I am living a very good life now. Although I am no match for the honor and comfort in the prime minister's mansion, Zhao Zhong has always worked hard and treated me very well. , I'm satisfied." Luo Fu said and cut off the cotton thread in her hand, then picked it up and shook it, "Look, it looks good, the baby will be born in two months, so I made a small piece with my own hands. Clothes." She looked at the little clothes with a happy smile.

Song Jinghang looked at it and joked: "Let my uncle buy it. You can't wear it like this. It's too ugly. The little tiger's eyeballs are all yellow."

"Isn't it...yellow?" Luo Fu took a look at the clothes suspiciously. Zhao Zhong happened to come back and saw them discussing the clothes. Look, it's still a pair of tigers, this boy must be as brave as his father when he is born." He said and put his arms around Luo Fu's shoulders, Song Jinghang was so tired of them that he shook a few times, he drank rough tea and glanced at the stove in the fire.

The fire is jumping, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom in the deep winter, but the peaceful days are coming to an end in a blink of an eye.

Luo Fu was ordered by the Prime Minister to go back to the mansion, but Luo Fu was unwilling. At that time, Zhao Zhong and Song Jinghang had gone far away and couldn't make it back. When they came back, they saw Luo Fu's body lying in the rain. My child He was also born, but was severely thrown to death by the prime minister.

If there is an unfilial daughter, she should be executed according to the family law.

This is Luo Fu's father. After that, Zhao Zhong stopped laughing, but he didn't bother the prime minister, and he didn't get depressed because of Luo Fu's death.

He is always buried in various books, day after day, year after year.

Song Jinghang was always by his side watching his every move. He knew Zhao Zhong. This man looked carefree, but he was very thoughtful. During that time, Song Jinghang was really afraid that he would not think about killing or committing suicide, but as the days went by, As the day passed, Zhao Zhong was fine, and Song Jinghang gradually felt relieved.

But just when Song Jinghang was busy with his own affairs, Zhao Zhong brought Luo Fu back to him.

But that's not the real Rove.

Zhao Zhong didn't know where to find the way, and after all kinds of hardships, he found Luo Fu's ghost, and forced Luo Fu's ghost to stay in the preserved body.

Song Jinghang learned that he used magic to pull his collar and scolded angrily, "Do you know that this is against the way of heaven."

"I don't care what the heavens are, I only want Luo Fu, I only want her!" Zhao Zhong saw that Song Jinghang didn't stand on his own side to see the problem, so he pushed him away, his eyes full of disappointment.

On the other hand, Luo Fu stood quietly by the side, tilting her head unaware of the situation.

Song Jinghang turned his head to look at her with a fierce look in his eyes, but Zhao Zhong looked out and reminded: "He is your righteous sister!"

"My righteous sister died a long time ago." Song Jinghang was one head and two elders. In fact, he didn't know what he was thinking. Reason and hope kept pulling, which made him restless, so he could only leave temporarily. He can't be persuaded, he has to find a way to make Luo Fu safe.

When passing by Luo Fu, Song Jinghang looked at this gentle woman again, but only saw her dull eyes and greedy desire.

That's a ghost~

"Song Jinghang, if you dare to touch Luo Fu, I will be at odds with you." Seemingly seeing Song Jinghang's thoughts, Zhao Chong lowered his face, and slowly clenched his fists and said.

Song Jinghang didn't speak, and walked away from the yard where there was no more red clay stove and no more Dongmei.

When I came back, it was because Luo Fu killed someone.

He had no choice but to kill Luo Fu.

If Luo Fu is still alive that day, it should be the day when the child will hold the catch week.

The sky failed as people wished, she slowly closed her eyes before Song Jinghang made a move