Scholar Who Walks the Night

?Suppressing his anxious mood and waiting for a few days, the ghost finally went out again. Mingxi avoided Yin Ji and Yunxiu and sneaked into the stone room.

Six inch nails made of hornbeam trees were inserted into Jin Shenglie's shoulder blades, ankles, and ankles to firmly nail him to the bluestone wall. His golden brocade robe was stained with blood, and he was dying.

Mingxi couldn't hold it back, and began to cry, covering his mouth tightly with one hand, and pulling out the wooden nails one by one with trembling hand.

Shenglie was sweating profusely from the pain, and kept groaning, until all the wooden nails were pulled out, and the pained Shenglie slipped to the ground, Mingxi took out the medicine powder found in the ghost bedroom to heal his wounds, after applying the medicine , Shenglie still didn't wake up, Mingxi fed him the freshly received blood of the dead again, stained with blood, Shenglie finally regained his clarity, saw Mingxi kneeling beside him, forced himself to sit up and hugged her, saying a thousand words In the throat, but can't say a word.

Ming Xi broke free from his embrace, pushing and shoving him to run away.Naturally, Shenglie wanted to take her with him. Mingxi refused at first, but was really afraid of being caught and tortured by ghosts. The final result of the discussion was that Jin Shenglie held her neck with a knife, and pretended to be a hostage in front of Yunxiu and Eunhee. escape.

Jin Shenglie pretended to be a businessman from the Qing Dynasty and hid in a house with three entrances and three exits. The two reunited after a long absence, and talked all night while holding candles. It was not until early morning that they went to rest separately.

I lived in trembling for a few days, but the ghost did not come. The joy of reuniting with brother Shenglie gradually overwhelmed the anxiety and took the upper hand. I thought I finally got out of the tiger's den and got a new life.

In the middle of the night, Mingxi was lying on the soft sandalwood couch tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Occasionally, a bit of night wind would blow in through the unclosed red lacquered wooden window, blowing the pearl tassels of the green lotus spun gauze bed curtain.

The light of the red candle on the golden nanmu table danced a few times, Ming Xi had just felt sleepy, and ghostly flashed in front of her, a robe wrapped in gold silk and black silk sat on her body with even more coolness, Covering her mouth firmly with one hand, she tapped her red lips with the other, and hissed softly.

The ghost leaned over Xin's long body so close to Ming Xi that she recalled the day when she was raped by him every night a hundred years ago, and shivered.

Sensing the trembling of the soft and tender body under him, the blood red lips slightly hooked, and softly comforted him, "Don't be so nervous, Jin Shenglie has gone out at this time, leaving only a useless human being in the house. Actually, I did it on purpose." The one who told you to let Jin Shenglie go, follow all the way to find here..."

Hearing this, Mingxi's eyes widened even more in horror, and the ghost's bewitching jade face moved closer, with the tip of her nose touching the back of her hand covering her lips, so close that the other party could be swept away by eyelashes even if she blinked. Seeing that, the eyes were full of charm, but the voice was ruthless, "You have to do something for me. If you succeed, I will forgive you for betraying me, and you can also spare Jin Shenglie's dog's life. Don't try to tell Jin Shenglie to let me go. He took you away, my eyeliner is all over the place, if there is any movement, I will kill you immediately..."

The scent of sweet honey and blood emanating from Mingxi's body made the ghost couldn't help but move its nostrils deeply, its phoenix eyes stared at her cautiously for a long time, and Fang reluctantly let go of the hand covering her cherry lips.