Pretty little pitiful always in the Shura field [unlimited]

The standoff between the two parties ended in a secret exchange agreement.

The village head laughed. In the second half, he didn't push back Fengjiang's proposal to enter the ancient tomb again, and even asked Fengjiang when they planned to visit.

Jin Anqian stood aside, with his head down, looking like he was not interested. He didn't raise his head blankly until Feng Jiang called him.

"what happened?"

"Are you uncomfortable?" Feng Jiang didn't answer Jin An's question, but asked him first.

The lip color of the person in front of him was indeed a bit lighter than usual, his plump and moist lips were a little white, and his eyes were a little out of focus, which made Feng Jiang a little worried that he hadn't had a good rest yet.

Jin An shook his head and whispered no.

"I'm just a little sleepy."

Feng Jiang wanted to say something as soon as his mouth moved, but Jin An quickly asked him: "Have you discussed it?"

"I want to continue to sleep for a while after discussing it."

He looked really lacking in energy, his brows and eyes were sleepy, and he looked a little pitiful.

Jin An yawned, his eye sockets were a little sore, and Feng Jiang frowned slightly.

"If Widow An is sleepy, let's go up the mountain to see it first."

The village head looked at the sky and said, "It's getting dark early, and the mountains are dangerous at night, so we'd better go back quickly."

Jin An also nodded his head twice following the "hmm", and said in Fengjiang's slightly worried expression, "You go and have a look first, I will rest in the ancestral hall and wait for you."

"But you..." Feng Jiang opened his mouth, about to remind Jin An of something.

Jin An interrupted directly: "I'm so tired, I don't want to go."

He squinted his eyes at Feng Jiang, and blinked twice in a coquettish manner.

Feng Jiang stopped his voice immediately, and it was not easy to talk to Jin An when there were villagers around, so he could only agree temporarily.

"Then you have a good rest in the ancestral hall, we will be back soon."

Jin'an chick nodded like pecking at rice, and said, "Okay."

He assured the worried man, "I'll be in the ancestral hall, waiting for you to come back."

Not long after the group of people had left, this beautiful little ghost who had sworn to be obedient sneaked out with incense sticks and the dead rooster that Li Mingqiang had left in the ancestral hall.

Looking at Jin An's sneaky figure, the system was a little puzzled: "Where are you going?"

While walking towards his earthen house, Jin An replied to the system: "I want to visit the earthen house."

The system didn't ask Jin An what to see, but just said: "Aren't you afraid?"

Jin An pursed his lips and did not refute. He was indeed quite scared, especially when Feng Jiang was still there last night, that dirty thing could entangle him, and he instinctively fell into fear.

But after resting all morning and calming down, he actually wanted to know what that dirty thing was.

After entering the ancient tomb last night, Jin An actually had the feeling that he had vaguely touched the core of the dungeon. Whether it was the current history mentioned by Fengjiang, or the giant guardian wolf in the ancient tomb, they were all related to the Xia Dynasty he lived in. related.

Before he died, the Xia Dynasty was still in a prosperous period, and there was a gentleman guarding it. Jin'an was very puzzled by the fact that the Xia Dynasty was very short in the Fengjiang dialect. Jin'an had never been as anxious as this dungeon. He felt that after passing this dungeon, he might be able to know the truth of his death.

Jin An shook his throat and said softly, "I'm afraid."

The system was about to say that if he was afraid, he would go back first, and wait for Feng Jiang to come back before acting. In the next second, he heard the coward say confidently: "But won't you protect me?"

The system took back what was about to be said, and then said "hmm" in a slow, low voice.

Jin An smiled, showing a cute little dimple, and walked quickly towards the small earthen house with the big cock in his hand.

……

He left in a hurry this morning, Feng Jiang carried him on his back and didn't have time to close the door properly. When Jin An arrived, the wooden door was blown open by the wind, and there were dirty pants that Feng Jiang had deliberately thrown away on the ground, and the bedding and clothes left there last night were also casually thrown away. The old ones were thrown on the table and chairs, and the bathtub next to him was not cleaned up.

At first glance, I thought last night was really intense. Jin An's complexion was red, and he put the big cock on the table, and then took out the incense sticks and inserted them into the gap between the splicing boards on the table.

The system looked at Jin An's strange movements suspiciously, and asked after he was done, "What are you going to do?"

Jin An was a little nervous and said, "Recruiting ghosts..."

He was a little embarrassed as he spoke, he touched the matches he had stolen from the ancestral hall, and muttered, "Don't you usually recruit dirty things like this?"

Jin An suspects that this dirty thing may be his prematurely dead husband, or that he was trapped in this dirt house, which is why he always bullies him at night and calls him his wife.

He mustered up his courage, lit the incense, and the dead rooster was placed in the middle of the wooden table in a decent shape, and then he clenched his fists and shouted, "Is... is your husband there?"

Halfway through the talk, he himself felt guilty, and he had an intuition that this ghost would not hurt him, but it was really shameful to call a ghost husband or something, which made him retreat a little bit.

But what Feng Jiang said is right, this dirty thing is likely to be related to the plot, and things unrelated to the mission will not appear frequently in the dungeon. This dirty thing and the inexplicably dead big rooster of Liming Qiang's family may be the beginning of the plot point.

If you wait for Feng Jiang to come back and ask again, this ghost may not be so easy to answer their questions, and with Feng Jiang's personality, he may be more inclined to violently question ghosts. , he felt that this ghost's ability might be very strong, so strong that even Feng Jiang couldn't detect it when he was next to him...

After thinking about it, Jin An could only choose to ask his ghost husband alone.

Jin An stood in front of the wooden table, watched the incense and waited for a long time, but nothing unusual happened. Just when Jin An wondered if the dirty things only appeared at night, a chill suddenly climbed up his body. spine...

"boom--"

The open wooden door closed without wind, and the small earthen house without windows was suddenly dark.

Jin An trembled all over, and instinctively stood up a little.

A slightly undulating coolness wrapped around his back, as if someone hugged him from behind, with arms wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and his chin resting on his shoulders.

The other party sighed.

Jin An was so stabbed that he subconsciously tilted his head, and then the moist coolness hooked his earlobe.

"Well……"

Jin An froze and didn't dare to move.

……

Even though he had prepared his mind well before coming here, Jin An still couldn't hide his fear when he actually came into contact with ghosts. After five dungeons, although he had experienced the monster book and the folk book, there were some unnatural phenomena in it, but in fact Jin An has never encountered a real ghost in the dungeon.

So much so that when he was embraced by the ghost, his brain went blank for a moment, and he could only stand still, letting his ghost husband suck his earlobe.

In his bewilderment, he couldn't help but think to himself, if only all the ghosts could be as cute as him.

However, in fact, the ghosts in the dungeon are much worse. They not only have foot fetishism, but also seem to have earlobe fetishism. When Jin An is hugged, he can clearly feel his ghost husband's tongue, unlike human beings. Rather, it was like a snake letter, long and cold, and when it swept past his ears, it could make him tremble.

After a long time, Jin An regained his voice and shouted tremblingly: "Old, husband..."

The other party seemed to smile because of his title, and let go of his earlobe in satisfaction, but the cold and sharp chin was still on his shoulder, and the other party played with his hand. After a long time, he finally said In a word.

He said, "Finally remember your husband?"

This voice was also very cold, as if shrouded in fog, with a bit of a cold breath.

Jin An tried his best to ignore his fear, and bit the bullet and said "hmm" softly.

The other party played with his fingers and asked him directly: "Is there anything you can do to find your husband?"

Jin An didn't expect his thoughts to be discovered so quickly, and he was slightly taken aback when he heard the ghost husband ask him.

But he really came to recruit ghosts because he had questions he wanted to ask, otherwise, with his timid character, it would be impossible for him to come by himself.

Jin An nodded, and asked in a low voice: "I, I want to ask my husband, do you know who is the mountain god enshrined in this village?"

"And that tomb, is it the mountain god's tomb?"

He actually asked the last sentence a little anxiously. He felt that this ghost was from Lijia Village before he was alive, so he should know something. Maybe this ghost is the guide npc in this dungeon.

After Jin An finished speaking, he waited impatiently for the answer from the ghost husband, but sometimes asking ghosts has a price, but Jin An was naive, thinking that the big rooster that died inexplicably was a sacrificial offering, and did not expect an evil ghost. The appetite is so big that it is difficult for Jin An to satisfy him.

Ghost Husband chuckled and said, "You need to be paid for answering."

Jin An froze for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed looking at the sacrifices he had prepared on the table.

Very little and perfunctory indeed.

Jin An curled up his fingers in embarrassment, and was straightened by Gui Husband's cold hand.

"Do you still want incense?" Jin An asked tentatively.

"No." The ghost husband quickly replied to him.

Immediately afterwards, there was a little pain in the earlobe, Jin An's face wrinkled, and the ghost husband said: "I, like An An, need energy."

"A lot of energy."

At this moment, Jin An seems to have found the reason why this ghost always bullies him at night.

The author says:

An'an: Exchange and exchange;

Thank you friends for your irrigation, okay, this dungeon is almost over, and when it is over, it will be all kinds of extras——

感谢在2022-09-2618:02:02-2022-09-2718:41:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Jennifer, 153, 20 bottles of Song Qingyun; 10 bottles of Ziyu; Xiao Zhanshun, 406512901 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!