Renew

The ghost who got the skin didn't take a step forward, his whole body was as white as paper, with no hair, no clothes, and a crooked figure, which is not what ordinary people should look like.

Holding the bamboo brush, Rong Li still didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the skinner would suddenly come to his senses and tear her skin off.

The woman on the drum bench tore off the black silk, and said softly: "You only need to give it a new pair of human skin every half a month, and it will obey your orders."

Rong Li didn't speak, his whole body was tense, he didn't really want to dispatch this thing.

The skinned ghost was really pleasing to the eye, and he tilted his head like a fool.

"If you let it retreat, it will know how to retreat." The woman said again.

Rong Li's lips were dry, the tip of his tongue was pressed between his teeth, his throat seemed to be clenched, and he didn't know how to make a sound for a while.She opened her lips and tentatively said softly, "Stay away."

The skinning ghost really retreated a long way, standing motionless against the wall.

Only now did Rong Li believe it, he gripped the bamboo pen tightly and looked at the woman who was sitting upright.

The black silk on the woman's hair has been uncovered, some fine hair hangs down the side of the face, and the hair that grows below the waist is actually braided into a long loose braid.

The braids are silver and black, and the silver seems to be her hair too.

"This...was originally yours?" Rong Li panted lightly.

The woman turned around and looked at her silently, half of her face was shining with light, her face was red, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, and her slender eyebrows flew obliquely like crane wings, so beautiful...

Really fierce.

Rong Li seldom goes out of the house, and he doesn't even get in touch with ordinary people much, let alone a ghost who looks like this.She was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the bamboo pen couldn't help rubbing the notch on it.

She knew it was not appropriate to stare like this, so she turned her eyes slightly away, restrained her astonishment, and said, "You are Hua..."

However, before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted softly, "Speak carefully."

Rong Li withdrew the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and swallowed the rest of the words back into his throat.

Hua Su.

She recited the name three times, and she had frequent visions, and at last she brought in a skinning ghost. It seemed that this ghost was really serious.

Hua Su stuck out his hand that was hidden in his sleeve, and hooked his plain fingers, as if he wanted to call something back.

Rongli's brows felt a pain immediately, the cold air that had been pouring into her brain was slowly drawn out, and the cool air froze her whole body with fear.

After the cold air was withdrawn, she was exhausted, her legs were so soft that she couldn't see it, her originally clear mind was also in chaos, and the heart in her chest was beating wildly, she couldn't help but leaned back and lay down on the bed.

Beside her legs, Xiaofu was still lying motionless, without any movement.

Rong Li was panting, he couldn't find any strength in his body, he couldn't even support his body, his two thin arms supported the bed and trembled non-stop, he could barely raise his head to look at Hua Su.

Hua Su approached and leaned over slowly, the broken hair on the side of her face was like a cloud of smoke, which just added a bit of confusion to her sharp and outstanding face.

Rong Li frowned, raised his head with difficulty, really couldn't hold back any strength, pushed the back of his head against the mattress, and could only watch this ghost approaching her motionlessly.

I thought this ghost was here to kill her, but unexpectedly, Hua Su just pulled her hand holding the pen.Two slender fingers held her wrist bones, and looked at the bamboo pen in her hand in this posture.

These two fingers are cold, completely different from the body of a mortal.

Hua Su's eyes were almost glued to the bamboo pen, after seeing the truth, he put back Rong Li's hand that was as soft as a water snake.

Handle it lightly, as if you were dealing with something fragile.

"You have made a blood contract with this pen." Hua Su said lightly.

"What is a blood contract?" Rong Li lay on his back and looked at her, his messy hair looked like he was being bullied.

"I will accompany you until death, just for your use." Hua Su's tone was flat.

Rong Li was surprised, "Isn't the pen yours? Why... would you make such a pact with me?"

Hua Su kept his mouth shut, and when he looked at him with his eyes open, his haughty appearance looked like someone who had been in a superior position for a long time.The cinnabar between her brows is as red as fire, but she doesn't look like a monster that takes people's lives. It seems that just one word can kill people.

After a long while, she said: "It's a coincidence."

Rong Li looked up at her, breathing a little anxiously.

Hua Su sat down slowly, her braids were hanging on the mattress, her black hair was half white, adding to the strangeness.

"You want to take this pen back?" Rong Li asked.

Hua Su didn't hesitate, nodded and said, "But there is only one way to make this deed disappear."

"What way?" Rong Li was vaguely uneasy, trying to hide from the ghost, with half of her body buried in the loess, there was really no chance of winning.

Sure enough, Hua Su said calmly, "I'll take your life."

Sudden stagnation of breath.

"A mortal should not be able to make a contract, even if his lifespan is near the end of his life." Hua Su said it very plainly, as if the decades of mortal life were not worth mentioning in her eyes.She took Rongli's hand again, but this time she didn't look at the bamboo pen, but at the wound on Rongli's fingertips.

Rong Li didn't want to die at first, her chest heaved and she was dizzy thinking about how to get rid of this ghost, thinking again in her heart, she still threw it away.

Seeing her dodging eyes, Hua Su said softly, "I can't throw it away, even if you travel thousands of miles, it will return to your side."

Rongli's five fingers loosened, Hua Su's wrist was still loosely encircled, but the bamboo pen fell on the mattress.

"It's luck or misfortune to get a thing of ghosts and gods, and death is the only solution." Hua Su tilted his head, his dark and indifferent eyes fixed on the wound on Rongli's finger that had not yet healed.

Rong Li lay down for a while, her body improved a little, and she finally breathed freely, but she dared to withdraw her hand, for fear that this ghost would break her hand.

As if being firmly controlled by someone, she lay obediently, somewhat similar to when she was in front of Rong Changting and Meng Xian.Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "What do you think?"

"How does a mortal form a bond with this pen?" Hua Su didn't answer, and clasped her wrist bone and said to himself, "Are you actually not a mortal?"

Rong Li lowered her eyes, her heart was full of ups and downs, she lived a new life, but she didn't know whether she was a mortal or not.

After pondering for a while, she raised her eyes, her eyes were shining and clear, she was very pitiful, "Since you want to use this pen, and you don't want to take my life for the time being, I can't get rid of this pen, how about this, when you need to use the pen, you can also use the pen at the same time." I said, I'm not good at painting, but I can't draw too badly, I think what you want me to do is also related to this pen."

There was no smile in Hua Su's eyes, but he nodded and said softly, "You are smart."

"I'm weak, and the coffin to be buried in the ground has been prepared. Maybe it won't be long before you can take this money back." Rong Li said weakly: "It's just a pity, I don't have much time left, I'm afraid I'll be there soon." Into the coffin, you also failed to understand why I can make a contract with this pen."

The voice and emotion are both rich and touching.

"You have no choice." Hua Su squeezed her wrist.

Let me understand it in my heart.

Hua Su suddenly leaned over, her cinnabar-stained lips parted slightly, as if she was about to speak in her ear.

Can……

For a moment, Rongli felt as if she had been slapped on the head. Her fingertips were slightly cold, and the wound that had not healed was squeezed tightly. For a moment, her whole body was soft, and a fire suddenly burned from the tip of her heart to her throat.

She stared in astonishment, only to see Hua Su holding her finger in her mouth, her lips were as red as if stained with blood.

"you……"

Although she has lived a whole life, she is still a girl who has never been out of the court, and she has never been tempted by anyone. She has never even thought about such intimacy.

Hua Su opened her lips, and spat out her jade white fingertips, and said with the same expression, "This blood is nothing unusual."

Rong Li suddenly withdrew his hand, the wet and cold feeling seemed to be embedded in it.

"Sleep, the sky will be bright." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Hua Su pulled up the brocade quilt wrapped around Xiao Fu's head, and with just a hook of his fingers, the heavy brocade quilt was lifted slowly by the wind. The ground covered Rongli's body.

Before Rong Li could speak in the future, he felt his eyelids sink, and fell asleep immediately.

Early the next morning, Xiaofu came into the house with a copper basin, stood by the bed and whispered, "Miss, it's time for you to get up."

Rong Li opened his eyes, only to see Xiao Fu wringing the towel with a worried face, as if hesitating to speak.

The wrung-out towel fell back into the basin with a plop, Xiao Fu quickly picked it up, and wrung it again.

Rong Li didn't have much strength when she woke up, she always had to lie down for a while before she could get up, the events of last night flooded her mind like a flood, she was still a little dazed, but after remembering everything that happened at night, her eyes suddenly became clear.

Xiaofu bit her lower lip, and said falteringly: "Girl, it seems our house has been hit by a ghost again."

Rong Li said it wasn't so, she took a breath, looked out of the window with a stiff neck, only to see that the window lattice was broken and the dressing table was in a mess, as if a thief had entered.

With a flick of her eyes, she looked from the dressing table to the ground again, but fortunately...not even a single bloodstain could be seen.

However, Yu Guang accidentally broke into a strange thing.

Rong Li's eyes trembled, and he saw the skinned skinned ghost standing motionless against the wall. Its eyes were lifeless, its arms were hanging by its sides, and its posture was a little crooked. It was because she was in a hurry to draw last night, and it didn't work for a while. Draw well.

Xiaofu said again: "When I woke up, I saw the window was broken. At first I thought there was a thief in the mansion, but I asked the other maidservants in the Orchid Court, and nothing was lost in the ladies' house, only our place is in a mess. .”

Xiaofu couldn't see the flaying ghost, and worriedly handed the wrung-out handkerchief to her daughter, "If it wasn't a thief, wouldn't it be... a ghost?"

Rong Li wiped his face, then looked towards the side of the round wooden table, and saw that... a ghost wrapped in black silk was clinging to the porcelain cup, a braid protruding from the silk cloth, strands of white hair entangled in it , as if mixed with silver thread in black silk.

Xiaofu thought that her daughter was afraid, so she hurriedly said: "Master already knew about this, but I went to ask the master to do it at noon. Don't be afraid, girl, Xiaofu will not leave even an inch."

Rong Li nodded in a daze, curling his fingers under the brocade quilt slightly.

Xiao Fu followed her gaze, and when she turned her head, Hua Su had already put down the porcelain cup.

That day the blue teacup rested on the edge of the table, and the tea in the cup was still shaking.

Xiaofu shook her body and said in fear: "Didn't the cup be placed by the pot just now?"

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