flow from evil

"Hey, listen, it seemed very intense just now."

"Really, let me listen."

"Oh, don't squeeze, you'll see it when you get in."

"Hurry up, everyone push together!"

Yang Yingsong's stop outside the door has been drowned in the voices of the crowd.With a yell at the door, the door was pushed open with a bang, and everyone saw the charcoal-like groom sitting uncomfortably beside the charming bride, who was covering her head with her back to her face. with him.

"Come, come, let's have a cup of wine first, the husband and wife are so old." The one who took the lead was Lian Yishuo, who did good deeds. Shan Simiao didn't like him at all, and when he saw him at this time, he frowned even more.But Lian Yishuo was cheeky, he directly stuffed two glasses of wine into the hands of the newcomer beside the bed, and wanted to eat a handful of the bride's tofu, but was slapped away by Shan Simiao.

Reluctantly drank the wine, and everyone clamored to see the two kiss each other.

Shan Simiao had always disliked too much physical contact with others, but at this time, in order to send away these plague gods as soon as possible, he had no choice but to lightly touch the mouths of the people inside with the red cloth covering his head.It feels slightly cool to the touch, but it is extremely soft, without the disgusting feeling in the impression, but it is a bit dissatisfied with the current taste and stop.Shan Simiao was taken aback by his own thoughts, who knew which grandson was behind him, and pushed his head hard. With this push, the light touch turned into a deep kiss, and he was directly pressed firmly.

The "bridal woman" moved back shyly, but the fan hidden in her sleeve slapped his legs several times, and he choked out the rippling spring heart just now because of the pain.

"Take off the hijab! Lift the hijab!" The crowd shouted.

Shan Simiao thought how could he open it up and show it to them, I'm afraid none of you would be able to survive if it was opened up, because there is a goblin who can kill people, a male goblin.

"Okay, okay, enough trouble, let's all go out, don't disturb the rest of the newcomers." Fortunately, Yang Yingsong stepped forward to block it at this time, and everyone saw that the disturbance was almost over, and they didn't dare to go too far, so they had to go out embarrassingly. Door.

Pa -- just as the front door closed, Shan Simiao was almost hit by another fatal blow.

The fan was thrown out this time, and the other end was pulled by the silk thread so that it could fall back into the owner's hand safely.Shan Simiao bowed his head and turned sideways with ease, and turned a corner, only to see that the edge of the fan, as thin as a cicada's wing, suddenly protruded half a foot, and there were more than a dozen barbs as thick as cow hair drilled out of it. His eyes were sharp, and he sank a little further in an instant, fearing that he might be stabbed, and he didn't know how he would die.

Hey, the fan was pulled back into his hand, Jun Wuyi didn't stop for a moment, and jumped out of the window like flowing clouds and flowing water.Shan Simiao saw how he could succeed, stretched out his hand, barely grabbed his heel, pulled hard, and pulled him back again.Jun Wuyi turned around and attacked, and went straight to Shan Simiao's face, but Shan Simiao didn't dare to take it head-on, glanced at him, raised his hand, and rolled out supporting the opponent's shoulder.

Seeing that he was about to turn out the window, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and a few thin silk threads were tightly strung around the artery. I can feel the sharpness of the flesh.

"And you said you didn't kill it?" Shan Simiao turned around and asked.

Jun Wuyi was stunned, and retracted the fan in his hand, only to see that Shan Simiao was dragged into the room with a snap like a coal ball, and rolled on the ground twice.

"If I were a murderer, you would be a dead person by now." Jun Wuyi snorted coldly, sat gracefully at the table and picked up a glass of wine, raised his legs, and looked at Shan Simiao on the ground from top to bottom .

Shan Simiao took a few breaths, only to see that he put away the silk thread on the fan, patted his buttocks and got up, and glanced at him suspiciously, "But your method is clearly the same as when you killed that fat man in the daytime." Exactly the same."

"Okay, I admit that the wound on the neck was scratched by me, but she attacked me first, and I fought back. As you can see, the wound on the neck did not flow much blood at all. My Together, it is not fatal."

"Then what do you mean?"

"She died before I could."

"Didn't you say that it was she who shot first before you counterattacked?"

"Yes."

"...You mean, the corpse touched you first?"

"Yes."

"absurd."

"..."

The two looked at each other for a moment, each thinking in their hearts.Shan Simiao didn't believe his words, but he felt that there was something strange about it. He thought of Yang Yingquan's unusual behavior a few days ago, and felt uneasy.

The rivers and lakes are big, and there are many surprises, so it's better not to take it lightly.

"Don't think about it, so what if it's me, you can't do anything to me." Seeing him pondering, Jun Wuyi raised his peach eyes and raised one corner of his mouth. Against the backdrop of a red dress, he felt like a hook in a book. The man absorbs the spirit of the goblin.

After Shan Simiao thought about it, he felt that what he said was true, so he sighed, sat on the other side, and looked at him.Look at it, it's the middle of the night.

The moonlight is thick, and in the new house, the unburned red candles are already lingering.

Shan Simiao didn't dare to sleep, but on the other side she was sleeping soundly. Ruyu's skin was dyed a gentle yellow under the candlelight, and her slightly trembling eyelashes were a bit endearing.Shan Simiao narrowed her eyes and shook lightly in front of him, seeing no response, she tiptoed up and walked around the room.

Glancing out of the corner of his eyes, he found that on the small dressing table, under the jewelry box, there seemed to be a piece of letter paper, and when he pulled it out, he saw a small poem written on it, with beautiful fonts, it was written by a woman. hand.But the style in the poem is extraordinary.

"Stay firmly on the green hills and not relax, the roots are originally in the broken rocks, the remnants return to the king's will, and let the east, west, north, south wind."

Remnant Soul Returning... This kind of death is as good as home, and the appearance of preferring jade to pieces, seems to know that his life is not long, this Yang Yingquan's temperament is more staunch than imagined.

Shan Simiao felt a little more admiration for this woman in his heart, leaned over and got under the bed, carried out Yang Yingquan's body, put it on the couch again, and then turned her underwear over again, and did not When he found a foreign object, he went back and carefully checked the wound on his neck.

Jun Wuyi didn't know when he woke up, and seeing Shan Simiao looking for something on the corpse, he also leaned over to follow.

"Why did you come to this room?" Shan Simiao asked without looking back.

Jun Wuyi paused, feeling that this kid had some tricks, his steps were almost silent just now, but he could detect it.It is absolutely impossible for a person with such sharp ears not to be proficient in martial arts.Even though he thought so, his face remained calm.

"Come and see if the bride is pretty." Jun Wuyi spread his hands, pushed him aside, and suddenly used a fan to brush away the black hair on the corpse's chest, revealing the entire naked body. sizing up.

"..." Although Shan Simiao didn't think this was his married wife, he still felt that Jun Wuyi's behavior was too shameless. He was just about to pull off the wedding clothes off the other party to cover the corpse, but he glanced out of the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of her. Spotted a few tiny red dots around the navel, and went over to have a look with their eyes wide open.

"Can you see what it is?" Jun Wuyi straightened up and asked.

"It's like a pinhole." Shan Simiao glanced at him and stood up.

"It's sharp-eyed." Jun Wuyi looked at his dark face meaningfully, and teased.

"Thank you." Shan Simiao raised his eyebrows expressionlessly.

"These pinholes may be the real cause of her death." Jun Wuyi opened the fan again, gently shaking it under his nose, trying to drive away some of the smell of the corpse.

"There are many ways to kill people, so why choose this kind of place to get needles?" Shan Simiao rolled his eyes, and said, "Besides, if you don't have someone very close to you, it's impossible to do it in this kind of place. "

"Then who do you think has the best chance to attack this place?" Jun Wuyi snapped his fan away and asked.

"Lover." Shan Simiao said as he said, then glanced at Jun Wuyi who was at the side, his eyes were similar to looking at an adulterer.

Jun Wuyi glanced at him angrily, and saw that he turned his head to study the corpse again, and said sarcastically, "Still looking at it? Be careful, he's cheating on the corpse again to settle accounts with you."

But who knows, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the corpse on the couch stretched out two arms, tightly grabbed Shan Simiao's neck, and before he could close his eyes, he also hooked them straight.

This scare completely frightened Shan Simiao, the strength on his neck was like iron tongs, he couldn't break it apart at all, and it was so cold that it was not the temperature of a living person.

Jun Wuyi on the side also widened his eyes, then turned his eyes and spread his hands at Shan Simiao: Look, I just said, the corpse did it first.

Shan Simiao rolled his eyes angrily, at this moment there was very little air left in his chest cavity, his black face was flushed, and some fragmented grunts came out of his mouth.Reluctantly turning his head to look at Jun Wuyi, he saw that he stretched out his hand slowly, and put his hand under Yang Yingquan's nose, making sure he was out of breath.

Shan Simiao saw that he was still interested in studying the corpse, and he didn't look like he wanted to save himself at all, so he had to use both hands and feet, trying to get rid of the opponent's shackles, but the tighter and tighter hands of the opponent made him stick out the tip of his tongue slightly. It also started to become chaotic.