When someone with depression enters the horror game

"Cluck cluck cluck cluck -"

Twilight in the east, the rooster sings dawn.

Mr. Yang's chicken may be proud that it is the only chicken in this town that will not be stewed. Every time it crows, it works extra hard, and the sound is so loud that it can reach Shen Lian.

Zheng Qing covered his ears.

"Cluck cluck cluck cluck -"

The crowing of the rooster revealed a sense of complacency.

Zheng Qing grabbed the quilt and shouted: "Shen Lian, let's go to Master Yang's house tonight!"

"Why?" Shen Lian was drawing Painted Skin Ghost's eyebrows, but Zheng Qing's shouts made his hands tremble, and the curved willow-leaf eyebrows turned into earthworms.

Painted Skinny gritted his teeth.

Zheng Qing continued to grab the quilt and shouted: "Go and steal the chicken! It's stewed!"

"Cluck cluck cluck cluck -"

Shen Lian smiled and said, "Okay, it's stewed!"

"Cluck cluck cluck cluck -"

Zheng Qing threw the pillow and got out of bed with a dark face.

Then because Zheng Qing mentioned Master Yang, Shen Lian suddenly realized a problem - he forgot to read Miss Yang's letter!

He threw away the eyebrow pencil in a hurry and ran to get the letter.

Painted Skink looked at the crooked eyebrows in the mirror again, and when he raised the mirror, he was about to drop it.

But she didn't want Shen Lian to rush over like a hungry tiger, grabbing Painted Skin Ghost's hand: "My good ancestor, don't fall, just this little property will be gone!"

"Hey, who's grinding their teeth?"

Painted Skin Ghost wants to kill this scum in the world right now.

Zheng Qing opened the letter.

"Doctor Shen, miss's fake illness has come true, she is unconscious, hurry up!"

Zheng Qing said to Shen Lian: "Barefoot Doctor, you are busy now."

Shen Lian looked at the letter and gave the doctor a perfect smile: "Doctor, please help."

Painted Skin Ghost's eyes rolled when he heard Shen Lian addressing Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing stared at Shen Lian.

Shen Lian smiled at Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing said: "Put away your smug smile."

Shen Lian smiled at Zheng Qing.

"I dont go."

Shen Lian smiled at Zheng Qing.

"Okay, I'll go with you," he paused, and added, "I'll meet Master Yang's chicken."

Shen Lian immediately stopped laughing, pulled Zheng Qing out of the door, and called out Huapigui before leaving: "Huapi, are you going?"

Painted Skin Ghost was still grinding his teeth.

"That's good, you stay and look after the house." Shen Lian and Zheng Qing walked farther and farther.

"Crack!" The mirror shattered.

This time, Master Yang was so anxious that he became a compass, and he couldn't even walk in a square direction.

Seeing Shen Lian coming in, she hurriedly grabbed Shen Lian's hand, almost bursting into tears.

"Doctor Shen... look at this little girl... little girl..."

"Master Yang, don't worry, just speak slowly."

"My little girl, she... oh... you'd better go in and have a look."

It's still the purple gauze tent, and it's still the jade hands.

After Zheng Qing felt his pulse, Master Yang realized: "This is..."

Shen Lian sighed, sighing secretly that Master Yang was also concerned about Ze Luan: "This is my senior brother, with excellent medical skills."

Master Yang nodded.

Zheng Qing looked at the two of them and said, "The pulse is normal."

He is a western doctor, and with his limited Chinese medicine skills, he can only come to the conclusion that the heartbeat is normal.

Master Yang let out a long sigh, lifted the light gauze curtain, and lifted the brocade quilt covering Miss Yang.

Both Shen Lian and Zheng Qing didn't care about the defense of men and women.

Miss Yang's complexion was still rosy, but they saw that Miss Yang's two feet had turned into horseshoes.

Shen Lian and Zheng Qing looked at each other.

In fact, the painted skin should have come. I'm afraid it's not a disease, but an evil.

This is a horror game.

Miss Yang muttered to herself in a coma.

Zheng Qing leaned closer to listen, and only heard a few words of "I don't want to marry him, I don't want to marry him... No, I must marry him... No, I don't marry...".

He repeated these words to Master Yang and asked: "Master Yang, excuse me, what do you mean by Ling Qianjin's words?"

Master Yang was thoughtful, and said: "Marry... my daughter made a marriage contract with the fifth son of the prefect's family when she was young..."

Shen Lian had a clue.

He went to the window, there was a mulberry tree by the window, when he came to see the doctor for the first time, the little maid passed the meat soup under the mulberry tree.

The mulberry leaves are ferocious, gently swaying in the wind.

Facing the mulberry tree, he said softly, "Princess Yushi, is that you?"