Clear the infinite world by beauty

Liu Qi was startled by him at first, but seeing that Bai Jianli just got up to take a sip of water, the hand tightly clutching the note finally eased.

He must have been woken up by the bells outside. For some reason, the bells at three o'clock and three o'clock were particularly loud. Bai Jianli saw that he was a light sleeper.

At this time, Bai Jianli turned his head and saw Liu Qi, the fingers holding the water glass tightened: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Liu Qi rubbed her eyes, and said vaguely: "The bell outside is too loud."

"Indeed," Bai Jianli put the water glass back on the table, and lay back on the bed.

He lay on his side, stretched his slender hands from under the quilt into the willow lacquer quilt, and gently squeezed his palm, the body temperature of the two slowly blended.

"Go to sleep."

Liu Qi's heart was originally in a mess, but now being treated so gently by him, her emotions gradually calmed down.

He nodded vigorously, held Bai Jianli's hand and closed his eyes, but he didn't want to be suspicious any longer, and couldn't help asking: "System, if I directly ask Bai Jianli why I married Bai Xing, will it be ruined? "

The system only returned him four words.

"Big Bundtbang."

Liu Qi pursed her mouth, and closed her eyes depressed.

Early the next morning, the clock struck six o'clock on time.

Whether you are sleepy or not, you must come out of your room at this time, and you can't go back to your room until seven o'clock.

Liu Qi had already had a delicious breakfast in Bai Jianli's room, and now she was wearing Bai Jianli's white robe, and she was in high spirits.

Everyone gathered in the lobby, but compared to yesterday's tension after dinner, today everyone is obviously much more relaxed.

A monthly ancestor worship event will be held soon. After each event, no one will die for several days. This is also a rare day of relaxation. Everyone is happier, and the depressive atmosphere these days has been swept away.

Liu Qi had been instructed by Bai Jianli in the morning, and she stood in the crowd with ease, preparing to walk around during the daytime after worshiping the ancestors, looking for more clues.

Just as he was thinking, Bai Xing suddenly emerged from the crowd, and then went straight to Liu Qi.

Liu Qi was really afraid of him, she took half a step back in fright, and slammed her back against the wall post, but Bai Jianli and the elders of Bai's family had gone to prepare sacrifices, and he was alone and helpless at the moment.

Fortunately, Bai Xing didn't do anything to him under the eyes of everyone, and even his voice was not as fierce as before: "Your surname is not Bai, so you don't need to participate in today's ancestor worship, go to the mourning hall to watch for my mother."

Liu Qi pursed her red lips tightly, and nodded aggrievedly.

That's right, he has been dedicated to the devil, and theoretically he can't go to worship the ancestors as a Bai family... But it's really easy to die alone with the corpse.

Liu Qi's heart was beating fast, and her thin figure was walking towards the mourning hall alone. The back of her neck was white and translucent in the sun, and she looked so fragile that she was about to shatter.

The hard-hearted Bai family members couldn't help but look at Bai Xing and began to accuse him.

"It's fine to bully you in normal times, why don't you even let you go to worship your ancestors? Aren't you afraid of angering your ancestors?"

"Yeah, if you don't go this time, your safety will not be guaranteed for the next few days. Why don't you like such a beautiful woman?"

"Hey bro, since you hate your wife so much, why don't you borrow me for two days!"

The fact that Bai Xing enjoys Liu Damei by himself has long caused dissatisfaction among the people, but because Mr. Bai has never dared to say anything, everyone's eyes lit up when he said this.

That's right, Bai Xing didn't care, as long as he got his consent.

Many people looked at Bai Xing with burning eyes, and some even began to size up Liu Qi unscrupulously.

Tsk tsk, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this figure is as straight as a vixen, no one can resist it, it's really blind to marry this pighead like Bai Xing.

Seeing so many people looking over, Bai Xing sneered, and shook his swollen arm disdainfully: "Okay, whoever wants to go to sleep can go, as long as he has that life and enjoy the blessings, I'm afraid that some people's lives will be unlucky. The little hand is dead."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the direction of Bai Jianli, and unconsciously lowered his voice: "Look, he can stay calm for a few days."

Everyone fell silent immediately, and no one dared to speak as they looked at each other.

At this moment, Liu Qi gradually moved away from the crowd, becoming more and more nervous.

It is really dangerous to be alone in a ghost story. Even if he is killed by Bai Xing in the plot, it doesn't mean that he won't be killed by ghosts in advance if he walks indiscriminately.

If it weren't for the talisman Bai Jianli gave him behind him, which could block him at a critical moment and give him a chance to run into the crowd, Liu Qi really wouldn't dare to come.

Even so, his white fists were clenched tightly, and his face became paler.

Everyone gathered in the northwest corner of the hall, while the mourning hall was in the southeast direction, separated by a long distance, the front of the door was very quiet, and the hustle and bustle gradually faded away.

The house where people live in the ancient building is very dilapidated, but the mourning hall is decorated with special care, with carved railings and painted buildings and white silk floating everywhere, it is almost the most luxurious place in the ancient building of Baijia, even the coffin is made of a whole piece of high-quality Made of dark wood, the shape is extremely delicate.

The coffin has not been closed yet, and Mrs. Bai's body is lying quietly inside. The tragedy of last night has disappeared, the hair has been smoothed and blackened, and the broken face has been sewn up, but the twisted thread on it is slightly ferocious.

There are thousands of memorial tablets densely packed behind the coffin, arranged in a circle in a ladder shape, and the white characters on the black background are like countless pairs of eyes watching.

Liu Qi just glanced at it and didn't dare to look any further. She knelt on the futon with her eyebrows down, her slender body trembling imperceptibly.

"call."

It was the first time for him to stay alone with a dead person, and he didn't know how long he would stay. His tense nerves made his head ache, but he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

The ears kept listening to the surrounding sounds, the mourning hall was quiet only the sound of the wind, but the ancestor worship seemed to have started outside, and everyone was chanting the Bai family's family motto in unison.

The combined voices of so many people are a bit majestic, and they were heard clearly over such a long distance, and Liu Qi heard a word of keeping the rules.

To obey the rules again?

Liu Qi instinctively felt that there should be some clues in the family training, and was about to listen more, when a figure in red suddenly appeared in her vision.

Mrs. Bai, who was lying in the coffin, sat up at some point, wearing a red shroud with her long hair loose, her bloodshot eyes staring at the direction of the ancestor worship outside, her face extremely ferocious.

Liu Qi was so frightened that before he could react, there was a flower in front of him.

Liu Qi and Mrs. Bai switched places in an instant.

Mrs. Bai ran away from the futon with her teeth and claws open, while Liu Qi's slender body fell into the coffin and lay down on the soft brocade quilt.

The cold breath that belonged to the coffin penetrated into the internal organs in an instant, Liu Qi trembled all over and wanted to struggle to get up, but suddenly dared not move at the next moment.

A cold person was touched by his hand.

His heart was almost at a standstill, his eyes were covered with mist instantly, and he slowly turned his head in horror, facing the devil's extremely handsome face.

The originally gentle and polite devil stared at him viciously at this moment, wishing he could devour him right now.

The cold voice penetrated into Liu Qi's ears, and he asked through gritted teeth, "Who drew the talisman on the waist?"

Liu Qi regretted it immediately, he didn't want to trouble Bai Jianli at all, and quickly explained: "I made it myself."

The devil stared at him with dark eyes, obviously not believing.

Just as Liu Qi was about to say a few more words, he was turned over abruptly and pressed into the brocade quilt. He was wearing Bai Jianli's white robe, but the devil pulled up the hem of the robe without hesitation.

The thin white body struggled and shrank, like a flower bud that was forcibly opened, trembling pitifully and fragilely, and had to bloom under the hands of others.

Soon the snow-white thin waist was exposed, and it was stained with blood-red cinnabar charms, and even a few strokes were written on the waist. The extreme beauty is extremely seductive.

The devil's eyes turned red immediately, and he rubbed his fingertips against this piece of skin. The slippery touch almost made people crazy.

The cinnabar was completely wiped off, but he still didn't stop, and even took off his clothes more and more greedily along his back.

The barrage was frightened crazy by this scene.

"Ah, don't! Let go of Qi Meiren! Bai Jianli, help me!"

"The devil has a strong desire for revenge, and Qi Meiren won't really be finished this time! The devil's eyes are red with anger."

"Sure, the cinnabar looks like it was painted by someone else. How can the devil bear the things he likes to be touched by others?"

"Please, let Bai Jianli come here!"

Liu Qi struggled desperately, but more and more of the beautiful body that belonged to the teenager was exposed, the flesh and bones were well-proportioned, white and soft, and the faint fragrance made people want to ask for more.

The devil's handsome face was full of greed, and he gently pressed his tall nose to take a deep sniff.

Liu Qi was even more frightened, his clothes were torn into a mess, he struggled to no avail, so he buried his face in the brocade quilt and sobbed softly, his eyes and nose were red from crying.

"It hurts like hell, stop now."

He was really afraid that the devil would do something to him, so he tried to be hypocritical while crying, with a trembling crying voice, which almost broke his heart.

The evil hands on his body paused.

"It hurts?" The devil looked up from behind Liu Qi and looked at him in disbelief.

Liu Qi seemed to be in pain, her broken hair was spread out in a mess, her cheeks were flushed from crying, the blush all the way to the tips of her ears, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, she couldn't even speak out from crying.

But how?

Seeing that he finally stopped, Liu Qi sobbed and shrank in the corner of the coffin, trying to stay away from him.

"How can you take off my clothes in the coffin where the dead body has been lying?" The more he said, the more wronged he was, and he tried his best to fix his clothes to cover his overly beautiful body.

"It's so uncomfortable to be so dirty, it's so disgusting."

Hearing what he said, the devil's thin eyelids drooped, and it swept around the coffin.

"indeed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly changed from a coffin to Liu Qi's room. Liu Qi's slender body shrank on the big bed, and his clothes were changed into a blue robe.

The overwhelming sunlight fell from the mottled window lattices, and the whole house looked bright, clean and tidy, with a suitable temperature and fresh air, and there were almost no faults to be found.

The soft boy sat in the middle of the bed, as beautiful as a thick and colorful oil painting.

The devil looked at Liu Qi with a good look, and his hoarse voice was full of temptation: "Honey, I have figured out how to kill you."

Liu Qi curled up with her knees in her arms, her chest rising and falling, and she asked in fear, "W-how to kill?"

"Kill in a dream."

The devil approached him step by step, and his handsome face was full of admiration for this idea: "It won't hurt, it won't damage your body, and it won't be noticed by others. It belongs to the two of us."

He paused as he spoke, and uttered words from his thin lips that did not match his handsome appearance: "I will slowly kiss you to death in my dream."