Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

"Qin Luo!"

I cried out aloud, and was immediately pulled up from the bed by the white-clothed scholar.

That gaze was full of disdain, and he stared at me for half a minute before he said, "I still dream of running away, it seems that you are really disobedient!"

Thinking that Qin Luo can naturally convey information in my mind, it must be that there is no turning point for this matter.

"What? Don't talk? Do you think I don't know what you're thinking if you don't talk?" The white-faced scholar hung me in the air, pinching my neck and dangling.

For the first time, I felt very clearly that hanging to death is not without pain.

"Then you just kill me!" He was pinched almost out of breath, his face flushed red.

But he suddenly let go, threw me back on the bed, and looked down at me coldly: "Want to die? It's not that easy."

He laughed wildly, the good clothes were torn piece by piece by him, exposing the chains on his body, rattling with his movements.

It is said that the appearance of a person after death is generally fixed at the time of his death.

Could it be said that this person also suffered great torture before his life?
"What? Scared?"

He shook his body and turned back and forth in front of me. I turned my head helplessly, but he pulled me back again.

"What exactly do you want?" I looked into his eyes, and there were too many negative emotions in them.

"It's not good! I just want Ah Sheng to stay by my side forever, but why don't you say he doesn't want to." After the white-faced scholar finished speaking, he became depressed again, crying and laughing in front of me.

Many infatuated people are pitiful.But a poor person must have something to hate.

"Is his corpse here? Can you take me to see him?" I suddenly heard the supernatural power that I had been unable to work at that time. I don't know if it is useful for the corpse. If I can see clearly the entanglement between the two men, it is Wouldn't it also be able to dissolve the resentment and obsession in his heart?
"What do you want to do?" The white-faced scholar turned his head vigilantly, and looked at me coldly. His scrutiny made my scalp tingle. Could it be that this guy really thought I fell in love with that man?

"You have also seen that I am a pure yin system. I also have a special talent, that is, I can see some things before death, and even feel the psychological state of people before death. Aren't you always curious about that Nan Sheng ( Why is the man in purple) unwilling to be with you, maybe I can help you find out why."

I finished speaking in one breath, and then stared at him. If it can be resolved in a normal way, who would want to fight and kill him.

It's just that I don't know the date of his birth, so I can't rely on the power of Yin-Yang Shu.

Moreover, in order to resolve his resentment, he still needs to find his body. Nightmare is cunning, so how could he find it easily.

"I hope you don't lie to me." His clothes that were scattered in strips came back to him, and the expression on his face became more and more uncertain.

I didn't speak, and tapped my fingers on the table lightly. It is said that this is a hint in my heart, which will aggravate the suspicion and tension of the other party.

I just don't know if it is useful for nightmares.

"Let's go." He pulled me down and walked outside.

There is a coffin parked in the yard where the grass grows and the warblers fly, which is exactly the one I saw that day.

The truth was about to appear in front of me bit by bit, but I became nervous for no reason.

Seeing that I was not moving, the white-faced scholar raised his eyebrows and said mockingly, "What? Are you scared? Don't dare to look?"

"You think too much."

Ignoring him, I walked up quickly, only glanced at it, and then froze there.

The corpse was face down, and its hands fell to the ground lifelessly. Looking at the purple robe, it was Nan Sheng who had penetrated his soul into my body. The clothes were also gorgeous, all covered with gold threads.The workmanship is extraordinary.

The white-faced scholar raised his hand, and the robe on the corpse's back was lifted.

No wonder the man I saw walked without legs. His two legs seemed to have been broken by someone, and then violently twisted into twists. This is not the point, the point is that the soles of his feet are still There are two holes, presenting a dark gray powder.

"What is this?" I looked at it in amazement, not knowing what to do.

But the white-faced scholar's hand has already reached down, and he is playing with those jade feet very pervertedly.

"This is molten iron, isn't it very exciting? First melt the iron with high temperature, then turn it into water, then make a hole in the body, pour it down little by little, the iron is not highly toxic, even if it enters the blood, it will not die immediately."

"You can slowly feel your body being filled, from your feet to your stomach, and finally your heart and head."

He licked his lips, a flicker of obsession flashed in his eyes.

What kind of distorted personality does it take to do this?

"Don't you like him? You can do it too?"

The man shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly pushed me into the coffin.

When my hand came into contact with the corpse, I felt a headache, and a powerful memory was stuffed in.

That was Nan Sheng's life, tortuous, painful, but helpless.

It turned out that this white-faced scholar was called Nan Lai, both of them were orphans, and they met by begging on the street.

Nan Sheng is three years older than Nan Lai, and will cling to him whenever he has food. Nan Lai likes to cause trouble, and every time Nan Sheng goes to help settle it.

Until one day, a drunken old man passed by, and he was happy to see Lie Xin, and took the two children to a paradise.

The old man was a court musician of the state of Wu at that time. When he was young, he specially played for the emperor and those clan members. When he was old, he returned to his hometown in honor. He always wanted to take in a few apprentices to pass on his skills.

It's just that he has too high requirements for his apprentices, and coupled with his withdrawn personality, there are not many who can catch his eyes.

The only musical instruments that the old man is really good at are guqin and jade flute. After comprehensive consideration, Nan Sheng, who has a calm personality, learned the guqin, and Nan Lai played the jade flute.

Time flies, the two teenagers grew up to be elegant gentlemen, they came to the door to say that their relatives came in an endless stream, but they were all rejected by the old man.

Until one day, the old man stood under the cliff for a long time, and then called the eldest disciple to himself.

After dawn, Nan Sheng came out of the master's room with tears in his eyes.

Three days later, Nan Lai, who had just returned from a study tour, happily went to find the person he wanted, but was turned away.

What made him even more unacceptable was that when he returned to the yard, he found that all his things had been packed into the west wing.

He ran to question his brother, but no matter how he knocked on the door, no matter how he tried to sneak in.

But the men avoided seeing him, and even the eyes were only alienated.

"Senior brother, you are not like this." After several days of sleepless nights, Nan Lai's eyes were bloodshot, and his smooth hair became messy.

But Nan Sheng appeared, just glanced at him, then coldly knocked his hand off his sleeve: "Junior brother, I'm getting married."

"what?"

A trace of complexity flashed across Nan Sheng's eyes, as if he couldn't bear it, but his attitude was extremely firm: "Nan Lai, it's impossible between us, I don't care what you thought, from today on, you are just my Junior brother."

"I will get married, and you will have your own happiness."

After Nan Sheng finished speaking, he turned around and entered the door, and never spoke again after seeing Nan Lai.

Unwillingly, Nan Lai went to beg the master who was reluctant to scold him since he was a child, and wanted to ask him to take his life back, but the always gentle old man ran away directly, pointing his nose and scolding him until his body was bruised.

Even so, he still didn't give up.Kneeling foolishly in front of the master's room until he passed out.

After waking up again, he found himself in an inn at the foot of the mountain.

His master is not only a musician, but also a master who is proficient in the five elements and eight trigrams, but few people know about it.The reason why he has been able to stay away from right and wrong for so many years is also because the old man has set up a formation on the mountain.

Is the master trying to drive him out of the master's school?

Nan Lai followed the footwork in that memory and tried various things down the mountain, but he could only stay where he was.

I don't know how many times he failed, but he finally dragged his exhausted body away.

It's just that he didn't give up, but went to learn from a teacher.

It took only one year to become a celebrity in front of the emperor's palace, and then he bought his master's nemesis, an old eunuch who was also proficient in gossip.

Two years later, he returned with a large number of people from the imperial court.

A fire burned the entire mountain, and locked his master and the bamboo fungus in an underground secret room.

In the past few years, the bamboo fungus has been staying on the mountain to clean up, and its appearance and temperament have become more and more dusty.Seeing his junior brother, his eyes seemed to be moved and yearning, but the words he said were so hurtful.

"Alai, why are you bothering? I heard that you are already very favored by the emperor, why do you want to come back?"

Behind him, their master Tian Jizi couldn't help shaking his head, his eyes were full of worry, did he not escape his fate in the end?

"Brother, you know exactly what I want! Why do you have to reject me?" At this moment, there were only the three of them in the cave, and Zhu Lai's slender boy image disappeared completely, leaving only madness in his eyes.

"Junior brother, I don't like you because you think too much. Isn't it good for us to be brothers? Why do you have to force me?"

Nan Lai tried hard to persuade him, but it didn't make any sense.

"Huh? You don't like me?" Nan Lai raised his eyebrows, stood beside him and said with a smile, this secret room was carefully prepared by him.Not only had special personnel come to clean it, but also set up various organs. If his master Tian Jizi wanted to go out, it would have been a lot of trouble.

"You don't like me, why would you rather give me food when you're hungry?"

"You don't like me, you are as proud as you, and you will kneel down to others for 10 taels of silver just to exchange some medicine money for me?"

"You don't like me, why do you always avoid my eyes!"

"You don't like me, why?"

Reasons that cannot be refuted flowed out of the boy's mouth.

The man looked at the junior in front of him, both happy and helpless.

Happily, he remembered everything he had done, but sadly.

It's not that he doesn't want to, he really can't