Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

Finally, the little lady's body struggled violently twice, and she was completely motionless. Five pieces of Korean paper were stuck on her face, and the moisture quickly evaporated. The original outline of her pretty face appeared, but it was completely lost. vitality.

"Several of you, change the clothes and make-up for the young master."

The hoarse voice of the old eunuch, like a vulture, drove the maid who was forced to come to watch the ceremony to come and take care of the girl's dead body.

The girls in the cardamom age had just watched a scene where people were suffocated to death, and now they obeyed the orders of the old eunuch and did not dare to say a word. Although they were trembling with fear, they gathered together one after another and untied the rope on the corpse. He took off the women's lowly palace attire, and put on bright clothes made of Shu brocade that the old eunuch specially brought from the capital.

"Hey, hey, code and code!"

Wan Baylor's impatient voice caused the three people who were watching to play in an instant.

"What?"

Jin Wenling raised her eyebrows, apparently interrupted by his unscrupulous noise.

"Hey, it's a bit dew..."

Wan Baylor covered his eyes, and pointed in the direction of the projection on the wall.

"I'm a person with a target, I don't look at it."

He said very obediently.

Jin Wenling lost his temper because of his docile attitude, so he nodded to Suhang, whose eyes automatically coded, and a cruel ancient punishment scene gave him a mosaic, which made him look nondescript. From a distance, he thought The three young people were so angry that they were watching an island love action movie...

The maids wiped off the filth from incontinence for the already pale and stiff girl, changed into the young master's clothes, and freshened up, but the Korean paper on the face was extremely sticky and could no longer be peeled off from the dead skin.

"Just draw eyebrows and eyes on the paper, the left is just sent to the late emperor, it's the same as the paper man and paper horse!"

The voice of the old eunuch reminded everyone that indeed, the maids found rouge and gouache, and directly followed the outline of the woman, redrawing her facial features on the deadly Goryeo paper...

Jin Wenling nodded secretly, and finally understood why the woman in her dream appeared in front of her eyes in such a strange manner.

After putting on makeup, Xiaohuangmen brought a broken mat and a thin coffin, and casually threw the woman's body into it, with a very contemptuous look on her face, when she was about to close the coffin, the old eunuch said : "Slow down."

Supported by the two small yellow doors close to his body, he walked to the side of the coffin step by step, looked at the maid with painted eyebrows inside, and sighed: "The rafters in the early days are rotten first, and they are also unlucky. Palace lady Qin, leave a sign and give a sachet."

As he spoke, he took out a very delicate sachet from his bosom, threw it into the coffin, and landed on the Korean paper covering the woman's face, waved his hands and said, "Cover the coffin!"

……

The plot ended here, a group of people surrounded the coffin and left the range of the ancient palace, and the information Suhang obtained from the demon mirror hanging in the main hall was also exhausted, and no one knew what happened below.

Jin Wenling let out a long breath. He knew that the lives of people in the ancient palace were so thin. He glanced at Yu Liangwan and suddenly felt very lucky. In that place, how can everyone survive.

From the corner of the young man's eyes, he felt that Jin Wenling was looking at him, and his gentle eyes immediately entangled with his gaze, hot and hot, as if if there were no Suhang, he would directly pounce on him here.

Jin Wenling suddenly felt that the occasional feelings of pity and pity he had produced were all illusions. If he penetrated into his inner palace, the burning of Efang would be the doomed end.

……

Ancient palace guest house.

Wan Belle waited for Jin Wenling to take a shower, and then she washed herself casually and came out. It was different from the bathroom with sixteen shower heads in Jin Wenling's high-end apartment. Although this place was also rated as Samsung, in Wan Belle's eyes, it was just a young and old. In the poor and hard-hit area, even Jin Wenling, who knows how to enjoy herself, is not at ease in the bathtub here, and she will come out after a shower.

At the moment, Empress Wen Wan is holding the baby hair dryer recommended by the makeup artist Xiao Dong, and is gently blowing the hair of her partner. Maybe because he watched a scene of murder in the harem today, he suddenly felt that Jin Wenling could Dressing like a modern person is simply my great luck.

"Wen Ling, that's great."

He suddenly uttered a sentence that didn't make sense, making Jin Wenling not sure how to make it up.

"What's great?"

"Hey, it's just you, you are my special cucumber, that's great, what should I do if you are a scumbag?"

"Oh?"

Jin Wenling felt that this topic was interesting. If this man became her harem like in her dream, how would life be different?

"If I'm a scumbag, will you also take a fancy to me?"

"Yes... My character design is to be unconditionally silly and sweet to you."

Wan Baylor was arranged by the ancestor Yu Taifu in the current body, and was born just for Jin Wenling. Although his body is very strong, emotionally he is still a boy in his early 20s.

"Really? Then I can rest assured to get rid of the scum."

"Hehehe..."

Wan Baylor let out a laugh that was about to rain, and hugged Jin Wenling from behind, and lifted him from the chair in front of the dressing table. He pressed against him from behind, biting his neck.

"Go to scum, I will still be silly and sweet to you, but I will treat the person you scum..."

He licked and kissed lingeringly over his carotid artery, staring into his eyes in the mirror.

"Clear them all."

Following the ruthless words, his kisses began to spread around his neck. Jin Wenling hummed, and suddenly her muscles tensed up, her shoulders and elbows clenched tightly, and she gave him a beautiful elbow strike backwards .

"Ouch! A scumbag! I really want to murder my relatives... Queen!"

Wan Baylor clutched his stomach, and looked at him tearfully for less than three seconds.

"Stupid, Suhang might sleep in it."

Jin Wenling pointed to the mirror on the dressing table, her face flushed, she bit her lower lip and looked at him with embarrassment.

"Hey, forget it."

Wan Baylor waved at the mirror: "Suhang, are you there? This paragraph has been deleted. If it gets out, you know the method of mourning the family."

The mirror did not echo.

"Mirror mirror told me..."

Wan Beile recited a mantra, and was dragged by Jin Wenling to the bed by the collar of her bathrobe. She pulled off the mirror case and turned off the light, and began to cultivate the one-acre-three-point land in the world of motherhood.

……

After Wan Baylor was ruthlessly enjoyed by the Holy One, he hugged his honey contentedly, wanting to sing a love poem, but with his own half-bottle of vinegar, he really couldn't let it go. While falling asleep, she suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "Mimi, I want to wake up with you!"

"what?"

Jin Wenling obviously didn't get his point, he was already a little sleepy, and he agreed casually with a blurred expression.

"I want to get up with you...well, I want to sleep with you before I can get up together...uh!"

Before Wan Baylor finished speaking, Jin Wenling covered her fluffy head with a pillow.

"Um..."

Wan Baylor struggled pretentiously, playing with him for a few seconds, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Jin Wenling seemed to be no longer joking, and the strength of his wrists that covered him became stronger and stronger, making him Wan Baylor was really out of breath.

"Wen Ling...how did you..."

His voice came from under the feather pillow, muffled.

But Jin Wenling not only did not relax, but intensified, her entire body was riding on Wan Baylor's body, his strength was astonishingly great, it was not at all like the strength that he himself could display normally.

Crasher?

Wan Baylor suddenly thought of this possibility while he was suffocating. Jin Wenling is the emperor. If it is the original dragon body, all ghosts will be replaced. Even now, ordinary little ghosts cannot enter his body, but it is not the original after all. The powerful ghost risked falling forever, but he was willing to cut himself to pieces and dared to pull the emperor off his horse.

Wan Baylor's restrained hands had already activated the Samadhi True Fire, but the other party was his lover, and he couldn't hurt him without being fully sure.

He extinguished the fire ball in his hand, and continued to struggle a few times, only to find that because the fairy bone hadn't fully healed, he still couldn't break free from Jin Wenling's restraint, and was about to be out of breath!

Wan Baylor suddenly stopped struggling, which made the things inside Jin Wenling startled, but still did not relax the suppression on him, bent down, wanting to hear if he was still breathing.

At this moment, the entire feather pillow was instantly melted away by a violent flame, and Wan Baylor's face emerged from the ashes. The skin of his entire face was like flowing lava, with firm lines. Between them flowed the flames from hell.

"Bitch..."

His voice was deep and majestic, and every syllable made the ground tremble under his feet.

"Get out of Wenling's body!"

The King of Ten Thousand Stones, the Fury of Thunder.

A white shadow wailed quickly, shot out from Jin Wenling's Baihui acupoint, and jumped out of the window almost instantly, leaving only the swaying bamboo shadow outside the window lattice with a gap.

"Ah……"

Wan Baylor was panting heavily, and the breath he exhaled was scorching hot, he gently supported Jin Wenling, placed him on the bed, and turned to leave.

"Liangwan!"

After a brief coma, Jin Wenling suddenly woke up and grabbed his wrist.

"What are you going to do, you can't go out in this state, it will be bad if someone finds out!"

Wan Baylor suddenly turned back to stare at him, there were no pupils in the eye sockets, it was a sea of ​​burning flames.