In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

Tong Huanyou moved slowly and cautiously towards the edge of the roof, and estimated with his eyes that the distance was about four meters.

"It's really difficult to deal with." Tong Huanyou pinched her chin lightly and shook her head slightly, "This black-hearted man, at least take me away first before leaving."

In the end, Tong Huanyou carefully chose a position with her back against the wall on both sides. Her legs trembled as she supported the wall, and then she slid down little by little with great difficulty.

Sweat broke out on her forehead and she stared intently at the bottom, fearing that she would slip and fall if she was not careful.

Just as Tong Huanyou slowly slid down the wall.

At the carved window on the second floor, a handsome young man was holding a book blankly. His eyes were lifeless, empty and dull, as if his soul had been taken away.

Tong Huanyou accidentally glanced at him, and an embarrassed look suddenly appeared on her face. She opened her mouth and said hello with a stiff upper lip: "Hi, handsome guy, are you alone?"

However, as soon as she finished her words, the young man suddenly fell headfirst like a puppet out of control.

"Oh shit!"

At that moment, Tong Huanyou saw with horror that the back of the young man's head had been broken open.

Blood mixed with some sticky brain tissue slowly flowed out, which was horrifying.

Tong Huanyou was stunned by this sudden scene. His body began to tremble involuntarily and he lost all his strength at once.

"I rely on it!"

The whole person fell down and hit the young man.

With this pressure, the blood instantly spread on the ground, forming a dark red stain.

The smell of blood mixed with the dust in the air went straight into Tong Huanyou's nose.

"It's over, it's over!" Tong Huanyou felt a bone-chilling chill running up from the soles of his feet to his heart.

He suddenly came to his senses and jumped up from the young man.

"What a sin, what a sin..." Tong Huanyou clasped his hands together in fear.

In this life, I have accomplished the feat of sitting someone flat on his butt!

"Wuwuwu..." In a trance, a shrill voice of a woman crying came faintly, carrying endless sorrow and desolation, echoing faintly in the silent air.

Tong Huanyou's scalp went numb, and every hair on his body stood up. He said in horror, "Is this a ghost? Oh my God!"

When she thought of this, she ran away without hesitation, muttering as she ran: "Every wrong has its perpetrator! Don't bother me!"

He finally ran away from the alley and was leaning against the wall, gasping for breath.

Then I heard heavy footsteps coming from behind me, and the sound was particularly clear in this silent environment.

She glanced back in panic, but there was no one there.

I clearly heard footsteps, so how come there was no one there?

"Did I hear it wrong? That's impossible..." Tong Huanyou muttered to himself.

Just then, the heavy footsteps sounded again, and this time they seemed closer to her.

Tong Huanyou widened his eyes in horror and looked back again, but still saw nothing.

"Who is it? Stop playing tricks! Come out!" Tong Huanyou shouted loudly with courage.

However, the only response she got was her own echo.

"It's so eerie, I'd better run away quickly..." She rubbed her arms, and a faint chill seemed to grow in her body.

Looking up at the sky, watching the blood-red setting sun gradually sinking to the west, a sense of urgency surged in my heart.

"It's almost too late." She murmured in a low voice.

However, as soon as she turned around, she suddenly saw a woman in red not far away.

The woman stood there quietly, as if blending into the shadows under the wall.

The bright blood-red dress looked particularly dazzling in the dim light of dusk.

Her long black hair covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of pale, bloodless eyes exposed, staring straight at Tong Huanyou.

Tong Huanyou's whole body froze, he swallowed in fear, and moved back carefully.

Just as she turned around, a gust of cold wind blew across her back, and she saw a pale hand slowly touching her neck.

Looking closely at the hand, one can vaguely see the white bones mixed with scarlet blood, and the dark purple blood vessels are particularly eye-catching.

Tong Huanyou's mouth twitched, and she felt her scalp tingling. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she stammered, "Ghost... Sister Ghost... I was just passing by..."

Then, a pair of red lips appeared beside her ear, with red lips and white teeth, and opened its mouth beside her ear to exhale a breath of cold air.

"Give me your body..." A voice that sounded like a death demand came into her ears faintly.

At this moment, the face was completely hanging next to her ear. It was a pale and hideous woman's face.

The eyes of the red-clothed female ghost were hollow, as if their eyeballs had been dug out by someone.

A dagger was stuck firmly on the right side of her head, piercing her entire head.

Blood dripped onto her shoulders, and she looked extremely horrible.

In the next second, Tong Huanyou's eyes suddenly became dull and empty, and his breathing stopped.

Then, her body began to tremble violently.

His face became extremely strange, sometimes as pale as paper, and sometimes with a strange blush.

Suddenly, the hair began to fly freely without wind.

A creepy shrill laugh emanated from her mouth, "Hehehe... unexpectedly, I found a good thing."

The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it did not come from a person's mouth.

At this moment, Tong Huanyou seemed to have completely turned into a different person, or rather, he was possessed by the female ghost in red.

……

After Song Yingyue and Xie Zhili handled the trafficking case in the morning, they planned to look for Tong Huanyou, but were stopped outside the courtyard gate.

Fortunately, Shen Qiuluo heard that they were looking for Tong Huanyou and told them that Tong Huanyou had left long ago. Then the two of them returned to the inn.

In the afternoon, the two saw Yu Qingci coming back alone.

Xie Zhili quickly stepped forward and asked, "Junior brother, why didn't Miss Tong come back with you?"

Yu Qingci raised his eyes but did not answer. His dark eyes were like a deep pool, lacking the gentle look they usually had.

Song Yingyue noticed something was wrong and stepped forward immediately, "What's wrong, Ah Ci?"

As she spoke, her hand touched Yu Qingci's arm, but he subconsciously moved aside.

Song Yingyue was stunned.

Yu Qingci was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "I'll go get her back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

But then I saw that familiar watercolor figure stepping into the threshold of the inn.

Tong Huanyou's eyes were wide open with fear, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

As soon as she saw Yu Qingci, she felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw. She staggered into his arms and said in a crying voice, "Qingci, I'm so scared..."

Yu Qingci was suddenly hugged by her, and his whole body froze in an instant, his body standing straight, his pupils full of panic and helplessness.

Xie Zhili at the side was also surprised. His eyebrows were raised high, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he asked aloud: "This...what happened?"