The Villain Runs Wild

Dominated by unfamiliar pleasure, the tip of the tongue is further entangled.

The seaweed-like long black hair was tangled together, and the ghostly aura caused the windless clothes around him to move slightly, like indescribable creatures floating in the water with outstretched tentacles, and like thick ink that quickly soaked and spread.

Lin Sui was slightly taken aback, he thought he would be rejected, but he forgot that this is not the old Yan Qin.

The evil side is stripped of human desires. Without rational restraint, love, hatred, greed, ignorance, and hatred will be infinitely magnified, unrestrained desires will expand, and instinctively pursue pleasure.

The beautiful Gui Langjun wanted to pull away, but he was pressed against the soft couch by the anti-customer. His blue hair swayed slightly with the movement, and half of the wide sleeves hung down on the ground, revealing half of his flawless skin loosely between the pulls.

The evil ghost pressing on him was greedy, and the cold tip of his tongue stirred a pool of spring water, as if it was going to spread inward, giving people the cold stickiness and the thrill of fear and pleasure.

Lin Sui laughed angrily, this kid was sucking his ghostly spirit.

There was a glint in his black eyes, and the youthful ghost lying on him immediately grabbed his neck with a ferocious expression. He was obviously dead but still felt the pain of suffocation, and he sat aside in embarrassment, panting and staring at him. reclining beauty.

"Want to eat me? Just rely on you?"

Lin Sui licked off the saliva from the corners of his lips, the dark red tip of his tongue was like a snake's letter, and his thin lips were stained with water.

He gathered his clothes unhurriedly, and looked down at the kid in front of him.

The lazy Gui Langjun has a charming and coquettish appearance. He doesn't look like a ghost with a strong desire to kill, but like a ghost who likes to lure people to bed and suck their energy.

Yan Qin's eyes were bloodshot, and his Adam's apple glides up and down to swallow the water. Compared with the hunger and the desire to become stronger, there is something else mixed in, and he doesn't know what it is.

However, he found that this ghost king was really different from other ghosts. The warm fragrance seemed to come out from his flesh and blood. Otherwise, how could he taste sweet? Unlike other ghosts, his heart must be stronger than other ghosts. More delicious.

Lin Sui knew what was going on in his mind, and didn't care about his murderous intentions.

He gathered his five fingers and hid Yan Qin in his body.

This is one of the original owner's techniques. The original owner has neither the ability to break through the space, nor items such as mustard seeds, and uses the body as a container to turn ghosts into ghost energy and carry them on his body.

However, Lin Sui improved this technique and hid Yan Qin in the heart, allowing him to perceive the outside world.

Lin Sui got out of the stone statue, looked at the little ghosts in front of him, and asked about the latest strange things in the county.

These ghosts know a little more than the consumptive ghosts who don't know much.

"I didn't feel anything in Miaoyinfang, and I found something wrong when someone went back."

"I once heard the ghosts in the county say that that thing can bring people's souls even in the daytime."

In the hearts of these little devils, those who can hurt people during the day must be powerful.

"Not only men, but also women, young and old, but no children."

After hearing what they said, Lin Sui disappeared into the night, planning to visit Miao Le Fang, which has been mentioned many times.

Previously, the tuberculosis ghost said that this place had been sealed off, but when Lin Sui came, it was open for business again.

The Goulan cottages that listen to Qu'er are actually pretty much the same. It's just getting dark now, and it's already quite lively here.

In Qingshi Lane, several men walked together, their steps hurried.

"It's too late to go sooner, and we won't be able to grab a good seat. Miss Miaoyin only plays for an hour a day. If that rich and powerful young man orders her, we'll have to try our luck tomorrow."

"I just hate that I am so shy in my pocket that I can't afford a song by Miss Miaoyin."

"I don't know if it's feasible for a few of us to get together and make a song."

"Brother Wang, Lefang's mother is not allowed to play tricks like this. If she hears it, she wants to make fun of you."

They scrambled into the building, unaware that there was a ghost beside them, and felt that it was getting colder, but it was late autumn at this time, and it was not surprising that the chill was heavy.

Lin Sui stepped into a scent of fat and powder. He had already looked at Miao Lefang all over, but he didn't feel anything unusual.

The people who come and go here are all living people, even the Miaoyin girl they are talking about is also a human being, and there is no ghost or evil spirit in her body.

The whole building was noisy, like a pot of boiling water, but when someone rang the bell, everyone in the band fell silent, and all eyes were on the woman in pink with a veil in the middle of the stage body.

Lin Sui already knew from the conversations between those men that this musician must have extraordinary skills, which is indeed the case.

As soon as her pipa sounded, everyone fell into intoxication.

Lin Sui stared at her until halfway through the song, but he didn't find any clues, but he intuitively thought that there must be something weird. On the way here, he passed by the homes of those who had lost their souls, and saw those foolish and foolish people. stupid people.

Rather than being sucked into the soul, it would be better to say that he was immersed in some kind of illusion, with almost no perception of the outside world, only immersed in his own world.

This song is like weeping and complaining, making people feel as if they saw a woman standing and wandering by the lake, about to fall into the icy lake.

This is the famous song "A Crazy Girl's Complaint", which tells the story of a woman who was hurt by love and threw herself into a lake.

The musician lowered his eyes, and after the end of the song, he changed the song again.

This time it is extremely brisk, the lyrics and music were written by an amazingly talented Tanhua Lang decades ago, expressing the spirit of seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

The scene of Tanhua Lang passing by on horseback being thrown silk and flowers by the girls on both sides of the long street appeared in front of people, and people couldn't help but indulge in that kind of happiness.

Lin Sui glanced at every guest, leaned on the railing, and asked Yan Qin with a smile if it sounded good.

Yan Qin was very impatient: "The scum is whining, it's so noisy."

Miss Miaoyin only played for one hour, and after the hour was over, she returned to her small building.

Lin Sui entered her room, watched her take off her veil and put her finger on the pipa.

The pipa suddenly sounded piercing, like some kind of sharp warning, Miao Yin hugged it in her arms, with doubts in her eyes.

Lin Sui's fingers tightened, they clearly grasped the strings, but did not deform the strings, as if they were about to pull something out.

The piercing sound of the pipa was louder, like some kind of unwilling wailing.

"I think it's something powerful, but it's just a spirit that hasn't yet become a weapon."

Lin Sui pulled out a gray-pink ball of light from the pipa, the pipa broke suddenly, and the sound of the piano was dull.

Miaoyin stared blankly at her beloved musical instrument, her face pale.

She couldn't see the ghost not far away, but she knew there must be something strange around her, otherwise her pipa strings wouldn't suddenly break.

Lin Suirao looked at her with interest. This person is indeed a person without strange abilities. This pipa was originally just an ordinary pipa, but its wonderful sound is superb, and the music it plays can interpret people's sorrows and joys. Therefore, this pipa was born. Consciousness.

Some people listened to the music of Miaoyin and indulged in that world, and Pipa absorbed their emotions from it, absorbing their emotions and desires, and those people who were sucked away naturally became fools immersed in the illusory world.

Although this weapon spirit is not yet a weapon, but given time, if it continues to indulge like this, it is estimated that it can grow into a powerful spiritual thing, which can disturb people's minds and create illusions.

Lin Sui looked at the ash ball in his hand. If these things were placed on an ordinary person or ghost, they would be happy, sad, angry, and mad for several days. They didn't know how to put them into Yan Qin's good-natured body. What will happen here.

Thinking of this, he appeared in front of Miaoyin.

A young man with a handsome appearance like a ghost suddenly appeared in front of him. Seeing that he was not there, Miaoyin's face became more and more rigid.

"I broke your pipa. As an expression of apology, I will give it back to you. That pipa will be made with human emotions. Ordinary people can't control it. How dare you play it?"

Miaoyin thought for a moment after hearing the words, and asked: "If I can play, can my skills be improved?"

How can ordinary people be able to create spirits? Lin Sui was not surprised by her reaction, and nodded: "Naturally, when you become a master, if you let it be Xiao, it will be Xiao; if you let it be Qin, it will be Qin." , can cause sympathy, confuse people's hearts, and cause hallucinations."

Miaoyin nodded without hesitation to have such a special musical instrument and to enter a more exquisite world of music art.

"You have to think about it. The seven emotions are extremely harmful to anger. If you can't control it, you are a life sacrifice. If you can control it, you will have a short life."

"If it's the latter, I will help you transform into a ghost and become the soul of my subordinate."

The woman bowed Yingying: "Miaoyin is willing, but I haven't asked the name of your husband yet?"

"Miaoshan Ghost King, Lin Sui."

The red-clothed ghost's voice was faint, but his momentum was extremely strong.

"After dusk on the third day, Miaoshan Mountain Temple."

After Lin Sui finished speaking, he left here to look for raw materials to make Qiqingqin.

The seven human emotions are joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire. Lin Sui needs to find the resentful souls who died due to these seven emotions to the extreme, and use their skin and bone souls to make this piano.

He needs a little time, so let Miaoyin come in three days.

Lin Sui released Yan Qin and asked him to help find him.

Yan Qin was not happy: "Why should I help you?"

Lin Sui raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that the pale neck of the young ghost was surrounded by black mist, and it kept tightening.

Yan Qin gritted his teeth: "I'll help!"

Yan Qin was formed by human desires, so he naturally has a particularly obvious perception of various emotions, so it is most suitable to use him as a tracker.

Lin Sui was able to easily find those ghosts. If they did not harm anyone, he would use his wish to get them to donate their soul bones voluntarily. If they were evil people, he would forcefully accept them.

With Yan Qin's help, Qiqingqin will be completed in less than three days.

It was still in the shape of a pipa, and Lin Sui put the gray-pink spirit into the pipa, and turned the qin into a ghostly aura and put it in his sleeves.

Qi Ling liked this boarding body very much, and exuded a flattering atmosphere towards Lin Sui.

Yan Qin expressed contempt for the posture of the Qin Ling, and was very disdainful.

"I've worked hard on you for the past two days, how about giving you some ghost energy?"

Lin Sui sat on the soft couch, stroking Yan Qin's chin with his fingers.

"Where do you want to eat me?"

He leaned on the couch, as if he wanted to let you enjoy it.

Without hesitation, Yan Qin ran towards Lin Sui's lips.

His actions were too impatient, and Guijun chuckled a few times.

It's just that the smile became more and more vague, being swallowed into the subtle sound of water.

When pushed away, Yan Qin licked his lips dissatisfied and asked, "Why do you want that woman to play the piano, it doesn't seem to help you at all?"

"It's very useful," Lin Sui said lazily, "I want to use it to mess with someone's mind."

"who?"

"A man without desires."

Yan Qin couldn't help laughing, and said firmly, "There will never be such a person in the world."