Pretty little pitiful always in the Shura field [unlimited]

It was not the first time Jin An heard such straightforward words.

In the campus dungeon, Xu Yanzhi said that he wanted to find someone to kill him. In the subsequent level assessment, the white wolf always broke the rules and clamored to inherit it, but no matter who it was, there was no one like the evil ghost. of.

Without giving Jin An any time to think about it, he put his hand directly into Jin An's pocket.

Strands of yin qi penetrated in and entangled, making Jin An tremble uncontrollably.

This evil spirit has no sense of morality, and it doesn't know how to act. Xu Yanzhi likes to scare people with his words, but the evil spirit can really do what he says.

When the evil spirit wanted to put his hand in, Jin An pushed him away violently.

"no!"

Yin Qi hooked the elastic hem and did not put it on, the pants were precarious, making Jin An's complexion change again and again, but the evil ghost still asked him: "Why?"

Jin An's face turned red, and he had already sat up from the bed. He couldn't see the appearance of the evil spirit, but he could only perceive the distance of the other party not far from him from the voice and the Yin Qi still placed on the elastic band.

He squeezed his fists before saying tremblingly, "It's too, too cold."

"I can't yin."

The last sentence almost came out of his throat, and the evil ghost seemed to be shocked by Jin An's words, and let go of the hands that were hooking the waistband of his trousers.

With a "pop", it bounced back and pressed against Jin An's belly.

It hurt a little, Jin An rubbed the end of his red eyes secretly, but he was even more thankful because the evil spirit pulled out his hand.

The erratic ghost in front of him was also startled by the sound, and the yin energy around him was wandering because of Jin An's short hum.

"you……"

He seemed about to say something, but was interrupted by a loud noise.

"Ah, ah, why are you back?"

"Step aside!"

It was the voice of the village head and Feng Jiang, and the sound of footsteps became clearer, and then the closed bedroom door was pushed open.

Jin An was startled by the voice and raised his eyes. Feng Jiang, who was supposed to go up the mountain to enter the tomb, was standing at the door with an extremely ugly expression.

Li Jue and Jiang Li who followed behind stopped the village chief who was wearing a festive red robe. Through the gap, Jin An could still see the people following in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.

Those holding suonas and bronze drums are all dressed in festive red clothes.

"What's wrong?" Jin An was pulled up by Feng Jiang in a daze, not knowing what happened.

The evil ghost didn't know where it went, and there was no movement the moment the door opened.

Feng Jiang looked at Jin An with a confused face on the bed, his thin lips straightened, straightened his clothes without saying a word, put on his shoes and socks, and dragged him out.

Seeing Jin An coming out, the village head quickly called Widow An.

Just as Jin An was about to look over, Feng Jiang stopped his head and wanted to take him out, but was soon surrounded by villagers in the yard.

"Professor Feng, what are you doing? Widow An is from our village, where are you taking her?" the village chief yelled from behind.

"Get out of the way, Li Jue, what are you doing!"

The villagers blocked people, fearing that people would go out, and even locked the door of the ancestral hall. Jin An only felt that he was exerting force on his hands, and when he looked up, Feng Jiang's face was expressionless, as if he wanted to kill people.

He pulled Jin An behind him, and said coldly to the village chief: "According to the previous agreement, we will not go into the ancient tomb to check, so you give me Jin An."

Jin An: "??"

What the hell happened this morning?

Before Jin An could figure it out, he heard the village chief say, "No."

The village head quickly refused. Jin An poked his head out from behind Feng Jiang and saw him frowning in embarrassment: "We have already made a wish to the mountain god, and we cannot keep it."

Feng Jiang's expression changed, and his sharp eyes shot at the village chief who was blocked by Li Jue like a sharp sword.

The village head was taken aback, and after a long while, he explained, "You people from other places don't understand, if you don't fulfill your wish to the mountain god, you will die."

He glanced at Jin An and said, "Widow An will also be cursed."

Jin An was stunned when he heard his name, and then only saw Li Jue and Feng Jiang look at each other. He didn't know what it meant, until the village chief explained it after the two groups of people calmed down.

Under the command of the village chief, the villagers set up the ancestral hall outside, while Jin An and others stayed in the room where Fengjiang temporarily lived.

The village chief said with a bitter face: "I don't want to stop you and not let you go, but the mountain god is already angry. If you don't sacrifice, anyone who disturbed him will die."

"Don't you believe it, Ming Qiang was punished for offending the mountain god."

"I did this for the good of the widow. He is not from our village. Only by marrying the mountain god can he be blessed by the mountain god. If not, maybe he will be next."

If this happened in normal times, Feng Jiang would definitely not believe it, but in a weird and unscientific dungeon, everything that goes against common sense could happen.

In particular, Jin An was already haunted by an evil spirit, and when the village chief said it, Feng Jiang's face became even more ugly.

Sitting beside him, Jin Anqian said anxiously, "You want me to marry the mountain god..."

System: "Hmm."

The village chief said that it was for the good of Jin An that he let him marry the mountain god, but Feng Jiang still had some doubts, but they didn't have any more clues about the customs of this dungeon. To be blessed, not to be entangled by that evil ghost, just...

But no matter what he thought, Feng Jiang felt sullen in his heart.

It's fine to act as a widow, why have a second marriage!

Isn't Jin An's personality too outrageous!

Feng Jiang felt uncomfortable just thinking about the scene of Jin An and the mountain god getting married, but Jin An looked at the crowd innocently, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the village chief's words.

Feng Jiang controlled his restless heartbeat, tried to calm down and asked the village chief, "What will happen after marriage?"

"What about it?" The village head seemed not to understand the meaning of sealing off borders.

Feng Jiang asked coldly: "Do you want to do the whole process, or just a simple salute?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Jue, who had been silent all along, also looked at the village head.

The village chief looked awkward, and under two cold eyes, he said embarrassingly: "It's just a salute, and a name."

"The mountain god can't really do anything, haha."

For a moment, Jin An seemed to hear two faint sounds of relief, but before he could think about it, the chill that had disappeared climbed up his back again.

The evil ghost stuck to Jin An's back as if he had no bones, and hooked Jin An's earlobe with the tip of his long and cold tongue.

He said, "Honey, they're so annoying."

"We're going to make trouble when we get married. I really want to kill them."

Jin An's scalp went numb, and he directly grabbed the hand on his shoulder.

Feng Jiang heard the movement, turned his head and asked him: "What's wrong?"

Jin An was about to slur his words when the cartilage ghost lying on his back hooked his earlobe and licked it. Jin An couldn't help but snorted, and now even Li Jue frowned and stared at him.

They couldn't see the evil spirit on Jin An, and they couldn't feel it. They could only see Jin An biting his mouth, the end of his eyes slowly turning red, and his eyes were foggy like water vapor.

It looks a little pathetic.

Li Jue and Feng Jiang had this thought in their minds at the same time, but when Jin An blinked his eyes and let out a small muffled snort, he straightened his expression.

Feng Jiang thought Jin An was unwilling to marry the mountain god, so he asked, "Aren't you willing?"

The evil spirit let out a cold snort.

How could Jin An dare to be unwilling? With his earlobe in his mouth, his whole body was tightly grasped. He only felt that if he said he didn't want to, his earlobe would be bitten off.

He swallowed his throat, suppressed the uncomfortable itch, and then whispered: "I am willing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the two men next to him became even worse, but Jin An didn't have time to pay attention to their expressions, so he could only use his arms to hold him down when the evil ghost got his hands under his clothes, biting His lips controlled the sound of his panting.

The author says:

An An: Actually, I have been married for the third time!Surprise!

Thank you friends for your irrigation, hey, this chapter is still red envelopes, the comments of friends in the previous chapter have been deleted, so I will directly post the red envelopes to the column——

感谢在2022-10-0519:07:54-2022-10-0619:49:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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