Scholar has special ghost skills

Back to the underground palace.

The stone door opened upwards, and Nie Zifei saw the King of Ghosts at the stone table, seriously drawing something.

Hearing the sound, the ghost king raised his head and asked as if nothing had happened, "Where did you go all night?"

"Where can I go?" Nie Zifei had a cold face, unable to greet him with a smile.

The ghost king didn't care to put down the brush, walked over, took his hand, and came to the table, "Look, this is what I drew? How about it? It's exactly the same as yours?"

"..." Nie Zifei looked down and was slightly stunned. On the white paper placed on the table, there were pictures of himself in various expressions.

"How?" Ghost King surrounded him from behind, and said like a child begging for candy, "Didn't that stupid scholar draw a picture for you? Compared with his, who do you like?"

"Ghost King..." Nie Zifei turned around and faced him for the first time, his eyes trembling slightly.

Why do you have to do this?I to you...

"Moved?" Ghost King raised the corners of his lips with some joy, and lifted the hair from his forehead to the back of his ears, "If you like, I will draw you a picture every day in the future, huh?"

"My lord, it's not good!" At this moment, the chicken demon with feathers on its head rushed in and shouted.

The rare good atmosphere was broken, and the ghost king showed a slight displeasure, "What's the matter?"

The chicken demon trembled, knelt on the ground in fear, and said, "Your Majesty, that scholar named He Yunqing seems...seems to be looking for...Nie Zi's bones."

"What did you say?" Ghost King's face was clouded for a moment, he turned around and pinched Nie Zifei's chin, "Say, do you still want to elope with that stupid scholar, can't you stay together and fly together?"

"Let me go!" Nie Zifei pushed the other party painfully, but he didn't expect to be discovered so soon.

"Hehehehe..." The ghost king suddenly raised his head and laughed maniacally, sweeping his black hair, staring at him with blood red eyes, as if trying to bear it, "Zifei, Zifei, I really want to dig out your heart to see , how can you not want to leave me all the time? What am I going to do, ah?"

"I will never accept you! Why can't you let me go?" Nie Zifei was stubborn and refused to give in.

"Let you go?" The corner of Ghost King's mouth twitched, and finally burst into rage, grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the side of the bed, and fell on it.

"Ah!" Nie Zifei knew what he was going to do again, and crawled to the corner.

"..." The chicken demon's scalp was numb for a while, and he leaned on the ground and shivered, thinking, why is this Nie Zifei so annoying, and made the king so angry.

"Get out!" The ghost king roared at her.

"Yes yes yes." The chicken demon hurriedly got up and escaped as if relieved.

"Ah!" As soon as he came out, he bumped into someone.

"Run why?" Hu Ling'er frowned and scolded.

The chicken demon saw clearly that it was her, patted his chest and said, "It's sister Ling'er, you scared me to death."

"What's wrong?" Hu Ling'er sensed what happened and asked.

The chicken demon peeked back, and then leaned into Hu Linger's ear, "Isn't that scholar named He looking for Zifei's body? Now the king is angry again!"

"So that's how it is." Hu Ling'er rolled her eyes, stared at the closed stone door, and smiled.

That stupid scholar moved quite fast.

the other side.

The ghost king grabbed Nie Zifei's ankle, pulled him over abruptly, and tore his white clothes, "Zifei, you let me down so much, why do you want to leave me again and again?!"

"No!" Nie Zifei resisted desperately.

The ghost king leaned over and bit his shoulder fiercely.

"Ahhh!" Nie Zifei couldn't bear it for a while, and raised his fragile neck and cried out.

"Before I was too gentle to make you suffer a little bit of pain, but now it seems unnecessary!" Ghost King said, his body doubled in size, and his evil face turned into a hideous face.

"No, no." Nie Zifei shook his head, his clear pupils reflected the real appearance of the other party, and deep fear was revealed in his eyes.

"Ah!" With a scream, the curtain moved violently.

Nie Zifei lay paralyzed on the bed, staring blankly at the roof of the tent, his whole face was so pale that it was about to disappear.

There was a bloodthirsty smile on the hideous face of the ghost king, "You rejected me several times, but you couldn't escape every time. I have trained this body to be like this. Do you want to go back and be your princess, or do you want to be that weak scholar?" Will satisfy you?"

"Stop talking." Nie Zifei turned his head in embarrassment and closed his eyes.

The King of Ghosts licked his cheek obsessively, "Zifei, wouldn't it be good to be with me? I'll give you everything you want, and I'll give you everything I said! Why do you still want to leave me!"

But seeing that he didn't pay attention to himself, he stretched out his hand to grab his neck under serious stimulation.

"Ah..." Nie Zifei showed a look of pain. He obviously didn't need to breathe, but he was still extremely uncomfortable.

But the ghost king lost the tenderness of the past, he tightened the strength in his hands more and more, and pulled the corners of his lips, "Look, he said no, but he bites so tightly there, how can you leave me like this!"

……

Once again, I came to the pile of graves and saw that the wooden monuments were broken, ants were crawling all over the ground, and some wreckage and bones were exposed on the ground, even in broad daylight.

He Yunqing still felt a chill running down his spine, so he involuntarily hugged the arm of the person beside him, shrank his neck and asked, "Master Daoist, how many people died here?"

Yan Junyi looked back at his trembling appearance, and said calmly, "Hundreds of people."

"How many... How many people?!" He Yunqing's scalp tightened. Ever since he deeply realized that ghosts really exist in the world, as if he had opened up a new cognition, he swallowed and smiled dryly, pretending not to be afraid, "Haha... ...Let's hurry up and find Zifei's body in the woods."

"Ah."

As soon as Yan Junyi answered, He Yunqing wanted to leave immediately, and dragged him to the forest ahead.

But I didn't see that the loess on the hundreds of graves loosened a few times, and skulls of various sizes protruded from the shadows cast by the wooden monuments.

After entering the forest, the two searched for nearly a stick of incense. He Yun leaned lightly on the tree trunk, panting tiredly, "Zi Fei clearly said it was here, why can't he find it?"

Yan Junyi also stopped, frowning, "I'm afraid the ghost king set up a barrier."

"Then what should we do?" He Yunqing was anxious.

Yan Junyi took out a piece of gossip cloth and threw it into the sky in all directions, emitting a golden light.

He Yunqing was curious and marveled at his Taoism, but the golden light was even more dazzling under the sun, so he couldn't help covering his eyes, only listening to Yan Junyi's silent recitation, "Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui, Shou! "

As soon as the closing words were finished, the gossip cloth quickly closed and returned to his palm.

He Yun put down his hands lightly, stunned by the changed scene in front of him.In the middle of the forest, the original trees disappeared, only a dilapidated sedan chair was seen among the grass.

At that moment, He Yunqing's heart trembled, and he walked over unconsciously.

He opened the curtain with shaking hands, and saw a corpse sitting inside, and the red cloth on his body could vaguely tell that it was his wedding dress at that time.

"Zifei, I'm here." He Yun held back the soreness in his heart, said softly, and carefully lifted the skeleton out.

Yan Junyi was standing behind watching, suddenly his expression froze, and he looked up at the sky.

The sudden billowing dark clouds covered the sun, and the sky and the earth fell into darkness for an instant.

Then, there was a rustling sound not far away, getting closer and closer at an extremely fast speed.After a while, a huge black spider with a woman's face crawled out!