Let her be delusional

When have I ever had such an artificial expression and voice!

Are ghosts pretending to be people so unprofessional now!

She walked directly to Cang Zhuo, and due to the influence of the smoke that can confuse people's minds, Cang Zhuo's clear eyes in the past were now clouded, and he gently opened his lips and called: "Auntie." The voice was half hesitant, half sad .

I could have awakened him from the mist with one blow, but I was suddenly a little curious... When he sees the person he killed once standing in front of him again, what will he do to "Auntie".

Will he feel guilty?Will you regret it?

My thoughts were still flying all over the sky, and I was moved.Xia Yujian's golden sword energy condensed into an extremely sharp blade, and it struck towards "Ah Concubine" like a thunderbolt. "Ah Concubine" was cut in two by the waist, screaming miserably and turning into light smoke and scattered.

I was speechless for a moment.

Sure enough, it was another kill...

This weird labyrinth is really powerful, and it actually made me feel disappointed that I shouldn't have. Fortunately, the pain in the back of my hand stimulated me to stay awake.

Cang Zhuo has always been a person with strong concentration, he was only confused for a moment, and then recovered his mind, his eyes were full of worry: "How are you?"

I was very upset.Seeing him slashing "Auntie" with a sword, I really can't say "thank you for your concern"!

So I ignored him, and said in a cold voice: "No wonder I couldn't think of any monster with such abilities. It turned out to be a painted-skinned ghost."

Painted-skinned ghosts, cannibals of human flesh and blood, take their appearance, put it on their body like a vibrating garment, and then turn into a woman.

Widow Liu and Li Feifei both died in this way, and Chen San was its appetizer.

I bit my nails. Thinking about it this way, Chen San is also No. 1 in the world of sleeping ghosts... I think this experience should be enough for him to give birth to a whole ghost in the underworld...

Shaking off the "Picture of Wanzhuang" inserted at the waist, I pointed it at the sky. Although it was not clear, I could still see the translucent yellow rice paper under the ink stains. On the end was a blank picture of a beauty. Where did the ghost come from? I can figure it out.

"Is it the painted skin ghost that ran out of the painting?" Cang Zhuo asked.

"Well," I nodded, "but any ghost can't wander in the world for a long time, otherwise it will be captured by the ghosts of the underworld, so it needs a host to possess. It was attached to the painting before, but now it is probably a ghost. I don’t have enough energy, I have to run out and eat people.”

What the hell that kid Qianye has been doing all these years, he doesn't even know that there are ghosts in the underworld he manages who sneaked into the human world to make trouble, it's really useless!

I put the painting on the ground and asked, "Can you break the curse?" I taught him for several months, if he dared to say no, I might be so angry that I would die on the spot.

"Yeah." As always, it was concise and to the point.

"Okay then, cast the curse on Xia Yu's sword, and then," I pointed to the picture of Wanzhuang on the ground, "make a knife."

Ghosts have no substance, and they often gather and disperse. Ordinary swords cannot destroy them, but weapons with the Soul Breaking Curse are different.Doesn't it want to consume us to death in this maze?Then destroy its lair and see if it can still hide.

Cang Zhuo recited the spell-breaking spell according to his words, and wiped the golden sword with his fingertips, and Xia Yu's sword suddenly burst into crimson red light. The sound echoed in the dense fog and became more miserable, making people feel terrified.

I don't know when, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous palace dress half covered her face with a round fan, walked up to Cang Zhuo and me in lotus steps, her skin was like a cloud, her cheeks were rosy, her eyebrows were like a distant daisy, and she was full of laziness and coquettishness. seductive temperament.

Such a stunning look, not to mention a man, even I was amazed when I saw it.I turned my head and glanced at Cang Zhuo, his face remained calm, showing no expression, I sneered in my heart, the Painted Skin Ghost's calculation may be wrong, but for any normal man, as long as she exhales such a blue breath, I'm afraid His bones have long been weak, and he can't wait to give her his heart, but...

Unfortunately, the man in front of her is Cang Zhuo, who happens to be the one that cannot be guessed by common sense.

I stretched my waist, rolled my eyes and said, "Sister, stop messing around here, even if you use the appearance of Concubine Wan, you are still ugly! Eighth! Weird!"

Painted Skin Ghost's beautiful face was gradually distorted by my merciless blows, the skin melted and fell off, dripping on the ground to form a pool of flesh-colored water stains, and the main body finally appeared.

The cyan face was covered with intertwined textures, the bloody mouth opened wide to reveal long fangs, and scarlet blood gushed out from the deep-set eye sockets.Painted Skin Ghost obviously hated me very much, "Jie Jie" rushed towards me with a sinister smile.

Before I could move, Cang Zhuo standing next to me blocked me with a protective gesture. The figure of Painted Skin Ghost was completely covered, and I could only see his jet-black hair and straight back.

The golden glow of Xia Yu's sword and the red light that broke the curse twisted into a sword aura that shot straight into the sky, dyeing Cang Zhuo's back with light.

I covered my ears and stared blankly at him in front of me, my heart "thumped" very fast, and I suddenly felt like he was blocking me even when the sky was falling.

I seem to suddenly understand why those female monsters and Li Yiyi are obsessed with him...

Because it looks really good-looking...

Well, it's more beautiful than those male gods in ancient times.

After a while, the light dissipated.I poked my head out from behind Cang Zhuo, and there was no longer the Painted Skin Ghost in front of me, and the thick fog around me gradually thinned and dispersed.

"Show me your hand." He held out his hand to me.

I generously stretched out my left hand to rest on his palm, and told him some knowledge: "As long as the carrion is removed in time, there will be no serious problems. Just go back and apply some muscle-creating ointment, you see." The wound on the left hand It still looked terrifying, but it no longer spread.

At the end of my words, I suddenly remembered something I had forgotten, and suddenly raised my head, facing Shang Cang Zhuo's equally shocked expression.

There is still a person who was scratched by the Painted Skin Ghost lying in Zhizhou Mansion...

An ominous premonition rose from my heart, and I hurriedly ordered him to say: "I don't care about your great principles of fearing to scare others, and quickly teleport back to Zhizhou Mansion to see Nanhua."

Without any hesitation, Cang Zhuo hugged my shoulders and squeezed my fist. In an instant, the foreground was already a table, cabinet and curtain.I heard the "clang" sound of bowls and spoons hitting the ground, looking for the source of the sound, the grizzled old doctor's teeth "clacked" and even his long white beard couldn't stop shaking.

"You... you..." His eyes were wide open, and he pointed at me and Cang Zhuo with trembling fingers.

"Stop nagging, how is Nan Hua?" I rushed to the bed and lifted the quilt, feeling uneasy, afraid that what I saw was a body covered with pustules.

When I saw Fang with my own eyes, I breathed a sigh of relief. There was no difference between Nanhua and I when we left. Medicine was applied to the wound, and the blood was solidified into dark red. It should be fine.

But why?Nan Hua won't be corroded by ghost energy...

I turned my head to look at the old doctor shivering in the corner, grabbed his beard and asked, "Have you taken the medicine? When will she wake up?"

"I've had a drink... If you do it quickly... you can wake up tonight..."

Hey, now that he has spoken like this, he seems to be quite frightened.

After asking the answer I wanted, I didn't have the energy to take care of the old doctor's psychological trauma, so I ordered the maid at the door to ask him to take the money and leave.

"You are also injured, go back to the room to rest first, I will guard her." Cang Zhuo said in a deep voice.

This little injury is like sesame seeds to me, I shook my head: "No, I'm also watching here, in case something changes."

Forcibly ignoring the disapproval in Cang Zhuo's eyes, I yawned and sat down leaning against the bed, perhaps because I was too tired today, my eyelids fought and my vision blurred after sitting for a while.

It was dark outside the window when I woke up again.

I rubbed my eyes, raised my head, and a strand of hair brushed against my cheek, itching.Only then did I realize that there was another person sitting beside him, resting with a sword in his arms, and I was probably leaning on his shoulder just now.

The candlelight flickered, and the dirty eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids, like two small brushes. I stretched out my thumb and forefinger to draw the length under his eyes, and then put my hand on my eyelashes, huh?It seems to be longer than me.

I was entertaining myself, when my eyelashes trembled suddenly, oops, it seemed that I woke up from playing, and I immediately sat upright, with a serious look without looking sideways.

"You're awake," I said with a smile, "I just woke up too, and I plan to see how Senior Sister Nanhua is doing."

"Hand." Cang Zhuo said a very concise word with a hoarse voice.

I really can't understand why his focus always falls on these insignificant things. The person lying unconscious on the bed is Nanhua and not me.Besides, Cang Zhuo's behavior of always depending on my injury is really very similar to when I was sick when I was young, my mother would ask in a stern tone every hour, "Have you taken the medicine?"

Although I was impatient, I obediently spread my five fingers and waved my hand in front of him: "Here, take a look, it's okay."

After Cang Zhuo checked carefully, I withdrew my hand and got up from the ground, leaning over to look at Nan Hua.According to what the old doctor said, it's almost time for Nan Hua to wake up. "Cang Zhuo, do you think Nan Hua should eat some bullwhip or something to make up for it? She is in such poor health that she sleeps like a pig." I asked seriously.

"You... are the pig." If the tone of voice could kill, then the murderous intent contained in Nanhua's words was probably enough to chop me into meatloaf.

I closed my mouth, and looked at her with a sweet smile. Nanhua coughed and sat up, everything was as usual, but there was a heavy ghost aura on her body, heavier than half a day ago.

I frowned and asked: "Senior Sister, do you feel that there is a dark fire burning in your lungs, chest tightness and shortness of breath?"

"I'm fine." She gritted her teeth, "Can't you expect me to be better?"

Wrong!I can't be more serious about my concern!

I pursed my mouth and looked at her aggrievedly, Nanhua covered her heart and waved her hand: "Go, go, don't disgust me, my injury was caused by Li Feifei's sneak attack, did you catch her? Is she a demon? "

"The real Li Feifei is dead," I said, "The Painted Skin Ghost has also been removed, and Li Zhizhou can close the case."

"Is it a ghost? It's a pity, I haven't seen a ghost yet." Nan Hua sighed.

Girl, your thoughts are dangerous...

What a pity!She must have forgotten that she almost died at the hands of Painted Skin Ghost!

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat. The supernatural things in the world can be exhausted by inhuman curiosity, and the best policy is to do what we can.

"I can leave for Kunlun tomorrow." Cang Zhuo finally said a word when I was so silent that I forgot the existence of such a person.

"Wait!" I raised my arms and shouted, Cang Zhuo and Nan Hua's eyes instantly focused on me, and I solemnly said, "Senior Sister was scratched by the Painted Skin Ghost, and it seems that the wound has healed, but in fact, ghost energy has entered the body, causing endless troubles."

"Then what should I do?" Nanhua was a little confused by my nonsense.

"Since it was injured by a ghost, it naturally needs medicine from the underworld." I raised my eyebrows and looked at her. "At the end of September, there will be a ghost market in Fengdu."

The author has something to say: The end of the first volume ~ Sahua

Wandering through the human world and the underworld

Although Master Shanzhu has a hard head, his feelings are gradually changing...