Stop teasing ghosts when you're fighting

Fu Le's eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt that something was covering his head, and he couldn't see the front clearly. He stretched out his hand to stroke it, and his hand trembled slightly.

This is... a bamboo hat...

Before Fu Le regained consciousness, a deep voice came from the front: "After you go out, tell the person standing by the pillar to take you to Dongyuan to rest."

Dongyuan, Fu Le clenched his lips, trembling uncontrollably. He didn't know where Dongyuan was at the beginning, and he only felt that it was a great honor to be favored by the general, but thinking about it now, it made his scalp tingle and his heart tingle. place of fear.

"I'm not going..." Fu Le said.

Yang Qian raised his head from the official document: "Miss, are you going back on your word?"

Fu Le said: "The general just wants to know who I am and what I look like? I was confused just now, so I said the bold words of sending someone under the fence. I hope the general will forgive me. I can show it now."

Fu Le threw the bamboo hat aside, and looked at the person in front with cold eyes.

Yang Qian met Fu Le's gaze, and he saw deep hatred in his eyes.

Fu Le said: "The concubine is a man, and she entered the mansion just to express her respect for the general. Now that the general has seen the concubine's face, the general must have got his wish, so the concubine will resign."

"Wait a minute, I..."

Before Yang Qian finished speaking, Fu Le opened the door and rushed out.

There was a long sigh in the room, Yang Qian looked at the open door, lowered his eyelashes slightly.

You just don't want to stay with me...

After Fu Le rushed out the door, he ran wildly all the way. He couldn't hear how the officials standing by the pillar called him. Fu Le's only thought now was to rush out, leave this mansion, and never come in again, never again.

"Who are you? What are you doing running around in the mansion?!" A patrolling soldier stopped in front of Fu Le.

Fu Le paused, lowered his head and said in a friendly manner: "At the order of the city lord, send something to the general."

The soldier looked Fu Le up and down, Fu Le resisted the cold sweat all over his body, and waited respectfully for him to speak.

Suddenly he felt a pain in his jaw, and the soldier directly and rudely asked him to raise his head.

The soldier said: "There are so many officials here, what do you need to deliver in person? I am afraid that the city lord asked you to deliver something."

Fu Le felt that the hand was so tight that it made his jaw ache, and he lost his patience all of a sudden: "Believe it or not, I'm going back to my life now, please make way."

As he said that, Fu Le opened the man's hand with one hand, and stood up.

The man was still entangled and said: "I think I have to send you off. This mansion is not as easy to get out as you think. Besides, there are so many people patrolling now. With your appearance, it may take some time to get out."

Fu Le ignored his words and walked forward, and the man followed behind him.

The General's Mansion was really not easy to get out of. Fu Le walked around the entire courtyard a few times to no avail.

"I said this mansion is not so easy to get out of." The man's voice sounded from behind.

Fu Le was very disturbed by him, why did this man linger.

Looking at the momentum, if he doesn't agree with him, he won't leave. Forget it, he has reached a dead end anyway, so it's okay to let him lead the way. At worst, he will see other people fleeing later.

Fu Le said, "Then please."

Seeing that he agreed, the man walked back without saying anything.

Fu Le said strangely, and followed. He came and went, but he really didn't meet anyone else. The sandalwood asked him to do it again. It seems that the plot is also arranged, and he may have to go. Dongyuan is here.

Sure enough, the man led him to Dongyuan, which was still a familiar house, and he saw the same woman through a window.

"Here we are." The man said.

Fu Le took a look and wanted to go back, but he couldn't move at all.

The man said the same thing again.

Seeing this, Fu Le said, "Didn't you say you were going to take me out of the house?"

The man's originally stiff expression disappeared in an instant, and he looked at him with a rich expression on his face: "You are so beautiful, it would be a pity not to have a good taste."

Seeing that his behavior was completely inconsistent, Fu Le realized that the people here were puppets and had their own things to do, but as long as he asked one more question, he would break the script that had been made, and the puppets could act on their own. say.

Why is there such a setting, isn’t it faster to just follow the script?

Fu Le couldn't leave now, so he didn't say any more, and went into his room by himself, and closed the door. Sure enough, the man didn't come in, but chose to leave.

He had avoided the officials before, so the owner of the tomb sent a soldier to bring him here, so he could only stay here and wait for the person who should come to appear.

We can't be so weak this time, Fu Le clenched his fists as he thought.

A voice soon came from the opposite side. Fu Le resisted the urge to break through the door, calmed down, and listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer.

"boom!"

The door was slammed open, and a group of people squeezed in through the crack of the door. Fleur felt disgusted when he saw the lewd look.

Six people, and one guard with a knife is missing.

The group of people took off their pants when they came in, Fu Le directly looked away, he clenched his fists, his voice was still cold, but his words were extremely pretentious: "Brothers, don't worry, there is only one concubine. I can serve you."

As soon as Fu Le finished speaking, they all stopped moving and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Sure enough, these puppets couldn't hear his tone, and as he expected, as long as the script was broken, although it wouldn't stop what happened next, it could slow down the progress a bit.

The group of people held up their half-faded trousers and actually discussed it.

"clatter!"

Snap your fingers!

Fu Le was surprised: I could hear it in this dream!

As if bewitched, the group of people suddenly gasped heavily, and Fu Le stepped back, and the group of people rushed towards him like hungry beasts.

"No! Get out of here, get out!" Fu Le said in shock.

Those who took the lead in rushing over were scratched with blood as soon as they stretched out their hands, but they didn't feel any pain.

He needs a knife, he needs a...

Fu Le was crushed to the ground, unable to move at all, completely different from the previous situation.

Is this his fate?

"What are you doing!" A shout sounded from inside the house.

Fu Le was paralyzed on the ground, feeling that the person pressing him suddenly became silent. Through the gap in the crowd, he saw a man standing outside the door. The scar on his face was a bit scary under the cold moon.

The group of people got up from the ground, stood on both sides trembling and lowered their heads.

The man walked in from the door, his eyes fell on the man paralyzed on the ground, his pupils trembled: "Bitch?"

Fu Le, who was originally listless, was taken aback when he heard this address, and then shrank his body tired.

Shouted: "Get out!"

"Bitch you..."

"go out!"

Yang Qian looked at those eyes full of despair, did not dare to step forward, and shouted at his subordinates next to him: "Get out!"

As soon as the door was closed, Fu Le breathed a sigh of relief, tears streaming down his face unexpectedly.

Yang Qian stood outside the door, tugging at his hair a little irritably, and the group of people disappeared by themselves after going out.

When Fu Le came out, his face was expressionless, and Yang Qian didn't know what to say.

Fu Le said, "Why are you in my dream?"

Hearing this, Yang Qian felt a lump in his heart: "Is this your dream?"

Seeing his expression, Fu Le thought it was very funny, but he couldn't laugh. Yang Qian really didn't know his face before he was sent in, but after his death, he always saw his body. The corpse was also randomly thrown in a place, and he didn't even take a look at it?

But he didn't remember the scene where he rushed in before, maybe it was because they were all in the same dream, so they got confused accidentally.

No matter how powerful this tomb ghost is, it is still difficult to manipulate the dreams of four people at the same time.

Fu Le looked in Yang Qian's direction, and saw that he was holding a bamboo hat in his hand, which should be the one he threw away just now. This reckless man sent him here, and now he came here suddenly. Why did you come here because of the condemnation?

Fu Le pointed to the bamboo hat in his hand and said, "What are you doing here with this?"

Yang Qian said truthfully: "I originally planned to go to Dongyuan, but I did go to Dongyuan, but I didn't know how I ended up in Xiyuan."

"You said this is Xiyuan?!" Fu Le suddenly raised his voice.

"Xi Yuan or Dong Yuan is none of your business, but I would like to ask you, why do you say this is your dream?"

Yang Qian frowned, but Fu Le was too shocked to speak.

He knelt down, covered his face with his hands, and cried out.

The one person he spent hundreds of years hating turned out to be a misunderstanding. Fu Le didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He didn't intend to abuse him, but he did suffer aggrieved.

Seeing him like this, Yang Qian thought that he was still worried about what happened just now, so he bent down and removed his hand covering his face.

"so gay……"

Yang Qian had just said two words when someone held his face and kissed his mouth. He felt a coolness on his thin lips, and a tear from Fu Le fell from the corner of his mouth.

Before Yang Qian could react, Fu Le let him go.

"The reckless man, I am actually..."

Fu Le was about to clarify his identity, but he suddenly choked up in the middle of speaking. He thought of something in his mind, and he couldn't help feeling a chill down his spine.

If Yang Qian didn't send him here on purpose, then he doesn't even know who he is until now, and Yang Qian probably doesn't even know about his death.

Then the owner of the tomb sent him in because he wanted to... the truth came out! !

If things really happened to this point, with Yang Qian's temperament, it is estimated that he will never have the face to see him again, or even...

Thinking of this, Fu Le immediately grabbed Yang Qian: "Let's go quickly, don't stay here."

"What are you doing in a panic?" Yang Qian shook off Fu Le's hand: "Let me be clear first, what happened to you just now?"

Fu Le stomped anxiously: "You can ask whatever you want later, get out of here now."