The villain of fast time travel, he wants to be good

Chapter 167, Disgusting
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Even if you can hit something, it shouldn't be about whether it's difficult or not, but whether it's scary or not, right?

After a ghost dies, except for relatives paying homage, it generally maintains its appearance before death. Think about it, a ghost suddenly bumped into something while walking.

The broken parts of its body were suddenly scattered all over the ground, and then it picked it up slowly, reinstalled it, and fell off again after being unstable. Thinking about it makes people feel chills!
In order to avoid hearing her thoughts beyond the human brain circuit again, and to prevent myself from falling into her frightening thinking, a little backhand is a shield.

[Drip, you have been blocked for a day. 】

Yun Yan: "???"

Can't afford to play?

But after being shielded by it, Yunyan no longer concealed what she was thinking.

Is Xiao Dian also afraid of ghosts?

Suddenly a perfect and interesting idea appeared in Yunyan's mind.

Hey hey hey.

If she really becomes a ghost, then she will definitely try to trick Xiaodian out.

Instead of being frightened by yourself, it is better to take Xiaodian to feel the surprises in life together.

It's better to have fun alone than to have fun with everyone. This will not waste the connection between them, and it will definitely make each other unforgettable.

Poor little bit has blocked her at this time, and has not heard her wild and extremely vicious thoughts.

So much so that Xiaodian regretted its decision in the future.

One day, Yunyan suddenly found that her awakened senses suddenly became more sensitive.

Originally, the farthest thing she could hear was the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen, but now she could not only smell the wind blowing through the leaves, flowers, and wind chimes, but also hear the chirping of birds.

You can easily hear the sound of the claws sinking into the soil when small animals run on the ground, and you can hear the roaring and suppressed sounds of animals in the deep mountains.

She could hear the voices of people talking far away, the voices were so mixed that her head hurt from hearing them.

The sense of smell is even more exaggerated, now she can smell the smell of incense, she can smell the scent of women's body, "smell of perfume", the smell of rice, and the smell of flowers.

But what was even more exaggerated was that what he smelled was not only the fragrance, but also the stench. He could smell the sweat of men, the urine of children, the fishy smell of wild boars, and the coquettish smell of foxes.

The most unbearable thing is the rotten smell of leftovers and excrement.

The taste is so mixed that it is disgusting to people today.

Yunyan shortened her sense of smell to the place with the most fragrance, from the fragrance of flowers inward, and blocked her sense of smell in the rest of the place.

But the most unbearable thing for her is the sense of touch!
Every once in a while, the man with the scent of incense and flowers would always hold her in his arms, and his warm temperature spread towards her like a heat wave.

What's even more exaggerated is that his hands will always inadvertently touch some secret places of her, which makes her delicate body tremble.

When he hugged her uncontrollably, he always came every once in a while, and after each time, he returned to his usual stability.

He wouldn't blaspheme her at all, but she somehow felt that he was a scumbag who would throw it away when he was done using it.

Be a darling when I need you, and roll aside when I don't need you.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for him to hug her again, Yunyan was fully prepared for the battle, although she couldn't do anything, she couldn't resist anyway, but she just felt that she should do something.

Even if it is just ideological work, you should do it, or you will be sorry for yourself!

He came again, stumbled and kicked the door hard, and then his body mixed with the scent of flowers rushed in and fell to the ground.

He turned his head back and closed the door with great effort, and when he turned around, he fell to the ground uncontrollably again.

His face was bloodless, and pea-sized beads of sweat fell to the ground drop by drop, making a crisp sound.

Qingxin crawled towards the futon step by step, her nails scratching the wooden floor harshly.

His bone-cold fingers finally grabbed her, and then he hugged her into his arms with great effort.

Yun Yan once wanted to ask the family who sent her to save her to open their eyes to see the person who saved her at this time, how can anyone do such a thing to save a "dead person"?

This person is definitely eating and drinking. You can see that not only did she not lose all her grievances and return to dust, but her consciousness is awakening step by step.

This shows that he has absolutely no ability, he must be a fake Taoist priest!Fake monk!fraud!

How could a decent person do this to a dead body?

Damn, I feel aggrieved just thinking about it, I never imagined that she would encounter such an unheard of and unseen thing in her first corpse.

He listened to her voice all the way: "..."

It really wants to tell the host that her current identity is not a so-called corpse, and she will not become a ghost, can you stop thinking about it?
But it also wanted to see the "surprised look" of the host, so it held back, making its delicate and small face red.

Yun Yan was hugged more and more tightly by him, and she almost couldn't breathe well. She struggled hard, but found that she couldn't do anything.

The soul always screamed wildly, but the body remained indifferent. In the end, she gave up struggling.

It was also because of her giving up that the speechless scene began to happen the next day.

Early the next morning.

When I woke up with a pure heart, my body was the same as every time I had an attack. It was extremely painful and uncomfortable, and I couldn't lift a bit of strength.

It is more strenuous than carrying ten loads of water every day and keeping the buckets full compared to when I first started.

As usual, he wanted to pinch the space between his eyebrows, but when he finally regained consciousness, he felt something lying on his body.

Looking down, he almost screamed. There was a human head lying on his lower abdomen, with long black and smooth hair on it.

Further down is her naked snow-white body, which is the same as the disgusting female body he has seen before, which makes him uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, the one in the palace hasn't given up yet, he has already become a monk, and he still plays these disgusting tricks.

Thinking of this, a trace of disgust and irritability flashed across his eyes, and he lifted his foot in disgust to kick away the thing lying on his body.

Before he woke up, he slept on the ground, and every time he had to hold the wooden fish here, he could barely endure the pain of the poison attack.

The wooden fish was passed to him by the abbot before, saying that it was made of some thousand-year-old famous wood, and it contained spiritual energy, which could suppress some of the poison on his body.

So every time he gets poisoned, he will come here to hold the wooden fish. To him, it is not only a wooden fish, but also his savior.

He often scented it, wiped it, and kept it moist and lustrous.

It is a pity that he searched for several laps at this time but did not see the existence of the little wooden fish.

Qingxin stared at the woman on the ground with murderous eyes.

After she was kicked away by him, she turned her face. Originally, she could only see the smooth curve of her back, but now she could see her figure at a glance.

Protruding and warped, there are all the places that should be there, but the places that should be thin and tight are as perfect as if they were carefully carved by Nuwa.

It was so beautiful that if other men saw this scene, they would definitely get bloodshot and couldn't hold it back.

But Qingxin only felt disgusted, she must have thrown it away in order to lie in her arms and dislike the wooden fish as an eyesore.

So much so that he couldn't find the wooden fish now.

This woman must have been sent by the one in the palace. Not only did he want his life, but he also wanted to discredit him before he died!
Thinking of this, Qingxin could hardly control the urge to strangle the woman to death, but she woke up and kicked away without making a disgusting echo as if she had been acupunctured.

Like a wooden man, lying upright on the ground.

Without a trace of etiquette, righteousness and shame, Qingxin was dressed neatly, but he wanted to see what other tricks that man in the palace had to use to kill him.

(End of this chapter)