Ghost Concubine - Chapter 50

As Shan Mingyue predicted and guessed, the cups and plates on the dinner table today were indeed reserved for the gluttonous kid, and they were specially prepared for her by the person she deliberately excluded from the suspect. As Shan Mingyue thought, the little devil was brutal and violent, and his injuries were serious, but his brutality far exceeded Shan Mingyue’s estimate.

At night, there are no lights in the closed house of Zuo’s, and the wooden windows are tightly closed. With the last trace of strength, the little devil can be said to use his life to vent the unhappiness caused by being injured today.

The interior of Zuo’s house was in a mess at the moment, and some blood was scattered in it. The glorious image of Zuo’s, who was still dignified and luxurious during the day, has long ceased to exist. This will be messy and untidy in the corner of the room, his body is trembling, and one arm hangs on the ground at a strange angle. Looking at a corner of the room where things are still being damaged although there is little movement, the eyes look a little flustered, but there is not much fear in it.

Because it was not the first time that Zuo had endured the anger of an imp, but it was the first time that she had endured such crazy revenge behavior like today. He touched the part of the hand joint that she accidentally twisted when she fell to the wall because the other party hurt her. He sighed and said, “If you have enough air, go back and lie down! Take up strength to retaliate for hurting you. People, what’s the use of just playing prestige here, what do you like to eat, have I missed you? Or you don’t need my support anymore.”

When Zuo’s words fell, the body crooked in the corner of the house flew out again, and fell on a pile of debris damaged by the imp in the middle of the house with a “bang”. The front teeth cannot be kept.

Although there is a carpet floor in the room, her body, which she has been spoiled for in Japan, was not ordinary after this fall. She did not raise her head when she was lying on the ground, and the movement in the room that had just been banging also followed. It disappeared, and fell into a dead silence instantly from the initial noise.

Shan Mingyue lay in bed dizzy and fell asleep for a while before she woke up from the pain again, frowning and yelling, but she didn’t plan to open her eyes. Anyway, her eyes closed with pain. It hurts to look at it, and he even opened his eyes lazily.

“Does it hurt?” Chu Cangjue, who hadn’t been here for a few days, couldn’t stand it anymore. He opened his mouth and asked, and then he sat on the bed. He just reached out his hand and just met Shan Mingyue, trying to help her up and help her see where it hurts. Finished. Don’t want to help people up, Shan Mingyue shouted again: “Don’t…Don’t touch me, woooooo, it hurts, don’t you just leave me at the gate and leave me alone. Exterminate yourself! What else are you doing here”!

“Look at what you are so promising, where did you hurt?” Chu Cangjue sneered at Shan Mingyue’s tearful pity as soon as he saw him.

I don’t want Shan Mingyue to continue tearfully saying, “…heart”

“Don’t be fooling around, I’ll give you medicine to heal your injuries.” Shan Mingyue cried so sad that Chu Cangjue didn’t believe her at all, thinking she was joking with him.

“I said it’s the heart, the heart of the heart! You don’t believe in someone who is hurt by a kid, sad, and hurts your self-esteem. Why can he hurt me? Why don’t you believe me.” Shan Mingyue hasn’t figured out the matter until now, and it’s fine if she is injured. Now even a little devil can hurt her. Then, for so many years in the ghost world, wouldn’t it be a waste of suffering?

“Little ghost? What little ghost?” Chu Cangjue continued to ask dubiously.

“I haven’t seen what he looks like. There are people in the single mansion who are good at raising ghosts. They want to deal with me and kill me. Leave me alone and let me fend for myself! Anyway, I am just a mother who doesn’t hurt and people don’t love me. “The poor worm”, Shan Mingyue brushed the big open hand on her shoulder, and went into the bedding little by little. Even if she moves a little bit, she feels suffocated. In this situation, she won’t stop beating as soon as she wakes up…

Raising ghosts? ?

When Chu Cangjue heard this, he finally believed in Shan Mingyue’s words. There may indeed be such a person in Shanfu, otherwise her soul would not be lost here for no reason.

Looking down at Shan Mingyue’s tear-soaked eyelashes, she was tightly closed at this moment, the cold sweat on her pale face was crystal clear, and it seemed to be really painful.

But Shan Mingyue’s “Soul Fei” has gone, and Chu Cangjue’s power can’t help her at all, so what can he do to relieve her suffering?

Chu Cangjue raised his sleeves and gently wiped off the sweat from Shan Mingyue’s forehead, and suddenly flashed in his mind the human man he saw in her room that night. That person could see that she was different from the ordinary body, and looked at her. His skills when he escaped were very good. It seemed that he was from a Taoist origin, so if he found him to lose some true energy to Mingyue to protect his heart, wouldn’t she not be so painful?

Once the idea was settled, Chu Cangjue hurriedly got up from the bed.

Shan Mingyue opened her tearful eyes and said weakly when she heard the noise, “You really don’t care about me! It really hurts, or you can give me the blood soup again, maybe it will help, just in case. My heart is really broken, what should I do if it doesn’t beat when I sleep.”

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Chu Cangjue comforted her rare softly: “No, I will find someone to help you heal your injury. You will lie down first, and I will come as soon as I go.” Shan Mingyue will be tucked by the corner, and the bed curtain will be put down and closed before turning to leave.

Only when Chu Cangjue left, there were visitors in Shan Mingyue’s house.

This guest has been wandering in front of and behind Shan Mingyue’s house for quite a few days, but her house is either guarded by someone or she doesn’t sleep in the middle of the night to count the sheep, so the visitor always has a door and can’t enter.

Today, taking advantage of Shan Mingyue’s injury and injury, and his weak body is almost hanging by a thread, this guest finally mustered the courage to catch the opportunity to come in.

However, the visitor was not a person, but just a ray of ghost. It was the part of Shan Mingyue that Chu Cangjue was waiting so hard for, and finally came in today looking for a taste.

A breeze blew, and the tight curtains of Shan Mingyue’s bed that had been pulled by Chu Cangjue were blown wide by the breeze. The wind blew Shan Mingyue’s sweat-soaked face, which was a bit cold, and she couldn’t help but hit her. He shuddered, closed his eyes and muttered in his mouth: “It’s such a strong wind, I don’t close the door when I leave, bullying me, a householder who has difficulty getting up.”