Dazed

On the other side, the east was still white, and when the surroundings were still dark, the green-faced ghost envoy on the left beside Cao Jingxing was dodging around impatiently at this moment. The Taoist priest, who even the cliff master couldn't help being afraid, should not be underestimated. After following this person for two days, his whereabouts were discovered. There is a clear boundary between the human world and hell, and the boundary is far away now, but Tao Qinghui is chasing after him. Once caught by him, there will only be one ghost to die .

The sky is about to reveal light, the day will rise, and the yang will win over the yin, which will be even more unfavorable for him.

The ghost with the green face took advantage of the dim light to avoid everywhere, and gradually fled to the outskirts of the city. There was a lonely mountain, a field, vast, and rarely populated. In addition to the lush sky trees, there was also a cemetery quietly , a number of cold tombstones were quietly sitting there like corpses, the oozing yin energy almost permeated the surrounding environment, and even the vegetation revealed a gloomy smell.

Hiding in the dense jungle, the green-faced ghost just happened to see the ghost apartment looming in the mist not far away. He was overjoyed and rushed in. After a while, a green-faced ghost disappeared into the thick fog Here, the thick yin around the cemetery just covered up his smell one by one.

Tao Qinghui, who hastily chased after him, stared sternly at the comfortable and cold cemetery in front of him, frowned slightly, and glanced around like a torch. The mountains are green and the water is green, and the wild countryside is indeed gone. Where are you going?

His lips were pursed sullenly. As the number one disciple of the Tao family, he couldn't even catch up with a wild ghost. It was a waste of more than 70 years of cultivation. The sharp tip of his nose seemed to smell a familiar but imperceptible scent.

Turning around, Tao Qinghui fixed his eyes on the cemetery in front of him, which looked particularly gloomy in the mist, and couldn't let go of the doubts in his heart for a long time.

A gust of morning wind blew past, and the mist dissipated, together with the faint smell on the tip of Tao Qinghui's nose that was hard to peek. in the jungle.

The green-faced ghost who entered the apartment walked calmly through the flower bed covered with green radishes and plantain orchids, and saw the man selling stewed meat downstairs staring at the outsider with two copper bell-like eyes.

The green-faced ghost walked into the building without noticing. At the top of the stairs stood a little girl who was below his knees, wearing a tattered lace skirt and twin ponytails, holding a dirty rabbit doll in her hand. Both an arm and a leg were missing, exposing the cotton wool inside.

The girl's face and hands were also covered with stains and blood, and she was staring at two eyeballs that were so big that they didn't even have the whites of the eyes. They were flat black, with no focus, like a blind child.

"Uncle, where is my mother?" the girl whispered softly, her face turned towards the blue-faced ghost, as if she didn't want him to leave.

The green-faced ghost stared at her blankly, and suddenly, the girl's neck twisted backwards, her spine broke, and there was a clicking sound, as if something heavy was crushing her neck hard, and blood flowed from her neck. The wound in the waist gushed out, and the thin body fell to the ground lightly like a butterfly whose wings were accidentally broken, with blood flowing all over the ground, and the doll was still stubbornly held in his hand, refusing to let go.

A little girl in a car accident.

The green-faced ghost calmly stepped over her thin body that was still bleeding, and walked down the stairs. He had seen too many things like death, so it was really not surprising.

"Knock knock knock" there was a knock on the door early in the morning.

The green-faced ghost envoy stood at the door, with his brows low and hunched over. After a while, Cao Jingxing, who was dressed neatly, opened the door, looked at the left envoy in front of him with some cold eyes, and asked softly, "What's going on?"

"Your subordinates are not doing their best, Tao Qinghui found out, and chased all the way, and in a hurry, I could only seek shelter from you." The green-faced ghost envoy slightly opened his lips, and explained the matter clearly in a few words. At the same time, he lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "These few days There was nothing to gain in the day.”

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and after a long time, Cao Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes softened, and he said, "Forget it, that Taoist priest is indeed difficult to deal with, I will report this matter to Hades, and you don't need to continue to follow."

Although the green-faced ghost envoy looked indifferent, it was impossible for him not to breathe a sigh of relief, and replied after hearing the words: "Thank you Yazhu for your compassion."

"Don't be in a hurry to go back to the underworld these few days." Cao Jingxing suddenly looked at him with deep meaning, and there was a hint of coldness hidden in his low voice, "I have something else I want you to do."

"Please tell me." The green-faced ghost emissary quickly replied.

"Find out the place where Qi Zheng was buried after his death, and the time for Jiutian Xuanlei to pass through the sea of ​​bitterness. The sooner the better."

The green-faced ghost envoy heard Cao Jingxing's words clearly, and his heart skipped a beat. Thinking of what happened a few days ago, he was a little horrified, and asked softly, "My subordinates have the guts to ask, is the cliff master's move related to Qi Zheng's reincarnated soul? "

Cao Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly, with some surprise on his face, he praised gloomyly: "That's right, you can even guess it."

After receiving an affirmative answer, the normally calm expression of the green-faced ghost messenger suddenly changed, and he persuaded sharply: "Master Cliff, the soul that was struck by the nine-day lightning, let alone reincarnated, I am afraid that it will be crushed under the hell for the rest of its life. If you can't live, you can't die, and even you may be punished."

Cao Jingxing's expression froze, and his normal skin color gradually turned grayish white, followed by cracked marks, and his eyes became extremely scarlet. Suppressing his anger, he said coldly, "What do I know?" As a result, old lady Qi can make Qi Zhengyang fall into reincarnation as soon as his life is over, and I can also make his soul be nailed under the eighteenth floor of hell forever, never to turn over, and never to be reincarnated."

The green-faced ghost envoy was shocked by the irrefutable determination in his words, seeing his lord would rather go straight to hell for nine days than let him go from his hands, no matter how much comfort surged in his throat, After all, I still can't say it.

Sea of ​​Bitterness, a place full of despair, has stayed for a long time. Once the sun shines, even if there is only a tiny bit, it will not hesitate to grab it, even if it is smashed to pieces.

The green-faced ghost understands this kind of inexplicable but almost crazy feeling. He also stayed in the dark underworld for nearly a thousand years, so long that he was numb to all death, pain, loneliness, and despair, but Cao Jingxing Not yet, he is always alone, and he can also look at the reincarnation of the world with cold eyes, and the various states of the world, but in the final analysis, he has just left that warm world for not many years, and the stubbornness in his bones has transformed into a paranoid force , This power is beyond the cognition of everyone including Qi Zheng and Cao Jingxing.

The only one who can make him wait, endure, and honestly stay in the underworld as a bitter sea cliff master is Qi Zheng. He is the only hope he sees when he is desperate. Cao Jingxing's medicine can make him dazed.

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere between the master and servant was always tense, until the blue-faced ghost envoy finally sighed, and replied obediently as before: "Yes, this subordinate will definitely complete the task as soon as possible."

Cao Jingxing's lips were slightly raised, his face was slightly mocking, mocking his wishful thinking, he waved his hand lightly, and said, "Let's go."

The incident in the morning was just a small episode. When Cao Jingxing returned to the room and looked at Qi Zheng who was locked on the bed, frowning and sleeping obediently, his mood instantly recovered. .

"Fuck!" Qi Zheng, who had just opened his eyes, hadn't regained clarity in his mind, the heaviness and soreness in his body and limbs ruthlessly evokes his memories of last night, making him wish he could just grit his teeth and kill himself.

"Are you hungry? Have something to eat?" The voice of the well-dressed animal came from the ear again, and the words that seemed to be full of tenderness seemed to Qi Zheng to be nothing more than a weasel greeting a chicken for the New Year—no good intentions.

Qi Zheng slowly opened his eyes, held his hands together, and just wanted to sit up, but he didn't expect that he, who had been treated inhumanely all night, was no longer the Qi Zheng who was so strong that he could carry three hundred fists with others. Stretched, but before his waist stood up, the sore muscles in his waist were pulled, and his whole body couldn't help but collapsed on the bed. He was so anxious that he could only burst out: "Damn!"

Seeing this, Cao Jingxing, who was still standing aside, quickly helped him up. His slender and powerful hands reached into the quilt as he wished, and caressed someone's smooth but lean waist full of energy. After eating tofu for a while, he was suddenly frightened by the attacking fist.

Qi Zheng's half body was lying sideways in the messy bed, his hair was disheveled, his face was sluggish, his slightly swollen eyes burst out with extreme hatred, even though his body was weak, he was able to seize the opportunity, and in a daze he took a punch from Cao Jingxing, When the hard fist landed on the opponent's perfect right face, Qi Zheng's eyes seemed to be a little surprised, but his fist could only feel the warm and somewhat soft touch. When the pain started to appear, he was grabbed by the agile Cao Jingxing, and then there was a "crack", just like last night, his hands and feet were handcuffed.

Stretching out his hand to wipe his side face, Cao Jingxing's face showed a trace of helplessness and pain. Qi Zheng, who had just won once when he got up, was triumphant, and said provocatively, "Aren't you a ghost, can you also hurt? You're so fucking precious."

Hearing this, Cao Jingxing put a satisfied smile on his face again, and said, "As long as it is the traces you left on my body, I like it."

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"Zinima's dead pervert! Masochist!" Qi Zheng frowned unhappily when he heard this, and his face, which was extremely uncomfortable, was always clearly reminding him of what happened last night, which made him feel sick. I wanted to go crazy even more, I just felt that there was always a strange thing behind me, as if there was still a stick sticking to it, so I cursed: "Let go of me, get out of your paralysis!" It's a pity that the originally loud voice was caused by the painful experience last night. And became a little hoarse, Qi Zheng cursed angrily, the pain in his throat made him even more furious.

Cao Jingxing was obviously a little helpless, standing by the bed, looking at Qi Zheng who had been yelling furiously, with a cold expression, and a faint threat hidden in his low voice, said: "You know I don't like to hear you swearing."

"□□ Who the hell do you think you are! Either let me loose, or get out of my way! Mess, me, me, me!"

Cao Jingxing looked at Qi Zheng who was scolding more enthusiastically, frowned slightly, gasped suddenly, and said, "If you want to scold, you can continue scolding, I have to leave beforehand."

"Fuck, wait a minute!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Qi Zheng hurriedly and anxiously stopped him.

Cao Jingxing, who had expected the result long ago, turned around with a smile on his face and said, "What's the matter?"

Qi Zheng, who was staying on the bed, was so angry that he almost ground two rows of teeth, and finally couldn't resist the worry in his heart, and asked, "How is my mother?"

"Tsk," Cao Jingxing let out a chuckle of disgust, and said, "I thought you weren't worried about her old man at all."

"Stop farting, what did you do to her?"

Cao Jingxing blinked innocently, looked at Qi Zheng sincerely, and said, "What can I do to her, she is my mother-in-law."

"Cao, Jing, Xing!" Qi Zheng's eyes sparkled.

Cao Jingxing was not moved at all, although he smiled like a spring breeze, the words that came out of his mouth made Qi Zheng suddenly startled, he said: "But what happens to her in the future depends on you."

"What do you mean? Do you want to lock me up forever?" Qi Zheng asked after taking a breath.

Cao Jingxing snorted softly, his face was slightly cold, and he sighed inexplicably: "Maybe it won't take a lifetime."

Qi Zheng frowned, not knowing his purpose, but suddenly a chill came from behind, making him at a loss what to do.

"Okay, I don't want to quarrel with you early in the morning. Let's eat. I made it on purpose. It's not your nature to seek death and life. It should be your plan to replenish your energy and fight with me?" Cao Jingxing, who had a sudden fit, slowed down again, intending to give a candy to a stick, comforted Qi Zheng with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, the wedding night is over, I won't do the same thing to you again , you can rest well."

After finishing speaking, Cao Jingxing took the initiative to come forward and uncuffed Qi Zheng's handcuffs, but he didn't move the chains on his feet. Looking at Qi Zheng's curious eyes, Cao Jingxing suddenly smiled and wrote lightly: "I like the chains on your feet. , just take it with you."

To be honest, this is the first time that Qi Zheng suddenly discovered that Cao Jingxing is a complete psychopath who has no chance of winning against him. He tried to impress him with his previous friendship, but it turns out that a wolf is a wolf, even if he pretended to be a wolf before. He was too gentle, and now he pretends to be too gentle, and his ultimate goal is just to eat sheep.

Luring a wolf into a house, or a wolf into a tiger's mouth, is retribution.

After figuring this out, Qi Zheng stopped being angry, but with a cold face, he let Cao Jingxing explode as he wanted, obedient and quiet like a captive who had already obeyed, but there was a small thought wandering in his mind, But never stopped.