Ghost eyed adorable wife:Hug me,Master Yan! - Chapter 852

“Miss, I’m really tired. What can I do tomorrow?”

Jing Heng sighs weakly.

“Yundou.”

“What?”

“My name, Yundou, you can call me Doudou.”

Jing Heng has a headache in his skull.

I really want to call you dad, as long as you let me go!

He took a deep breath and tried to pull his lips to give each other a smile.

“Well, yes, Miss Yundou, please give me a rest. I’m really tired. Or do you have to chat with me when I live here? Can I sleep in another place? ”

Yundou waved his hand in a hurry.

“No, no, no, no, you rest, you rest, I will not disturb you.”

She looked at Jing Heng timidly, as if afraid of the other side angry.

Jingheng pretends not to see it. He nods at her without expression, turns around and closes the door with a slap in her eager eyes.

He did not see that after he closed the door, the eyes of the people outside gradually became cold.

The first thing Jingheng did after entering the door was to take a piece of clothes and block the window.

After that, he checked it carefully again. There was no place to look from outside to inside again. The breath of heart block was released.

His legs slightly softened and walked to the edge of the bed, “pa”, face down, hit the bed.

In a flash, the breath on the bed stabbed his nose, and the strong and strange smell suddenly hit his skull like a fist, and suddenly sobered up.

Jing Hengteng turned over and sat up, subconsciously covering his nose.

What’s the smell?

Full of doubts.

He looked down at the bed, hesitated for a long time, and kept doing psychological construction for himself, biting his teeth, closing his eyes and lowering his head.

Nose close to the bed board, smell a rush.

It’s like garlic that has been covered for a long time is moldy, and it’s like smelly feet that have been covered for a long time.

The person with strong taste is refreshing.

Jing Heng covered his nose and straightened his back.

He could now be sure that the color of the sheets had never been washed.

He pulled his bed sheet, sat down next to the head of the bed, pulled out his mobile phone, and prepared to tell Yan Bai about the situation.

Who thought, there was no signal.

Jing Heng changed his face. Do you want to go out and ask about the situation in the beginning.

But

I’m afraid it’s embarrassing for me to go again after I told you a meal not long ago?

For a short time, a pile of ideas flashed through Jingheng’s mind. He was not sure what to do.

In his tangle, suddenly, pants leg hot.

He was startled. Turn your head down.

When he left, Yan Bai gave him the rune paper.

When he took it out, the cinnabar cracked, and the color of the rune paper faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His heart sank.

When Yan Bai gave him the rune paper, he said.

If the surrounding Yin Qi is too heavy, the rune paper will react.

And now

He couldn’t help but look up at the tight window which was blocked by his clothes. After a moment’s hesitation, he got up and walked over and raised a corner.

However, in a short time, the sky seemed to be broken ink general black.

Jing Heng’s eyes sank. After a little thought, he found out what Yan Bai had given him from his bag. When he was ready, he went to the gate, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and opened his eyes carefully to open a gap.

There was a light sound.

Jingheng heart suddenly raised, pupil contraction, can not help holding his breath.

After a while, nothing else happened.

Jing Heng pursed his lips, and his movements were lighter and more careful.

However, that door does not give face.

Move, on the “creak creak” sound.

Jing Heng’s skull is suddenly big. Finally, he bites his teeth directly and opens the door cleanly.

After the sound of “Zhiya”, he stopped and listened carefully, but there was no movement except for the “whine” of the wind.

He crept out of the door and looked around with vigilance. Without closing the door, he bent down and trotted all the way to the gate.

He stuck to the wall, hiding himself in the dark as much as possible, and turned his eyes.

At this time, he found that the yard was dark.

The clouds in the sky are so thick that there is no moonlight passing through.

The people on the second floor, it seems, have already had a rest and did not turn on the lights.

The street lamp outside the house, with a light yellow light, can let people see about it.

He moved his nose and sniffed. The smell around him seemed a little bit more than that in the afternoon.

It seems that

The smell of earth.

Jingheng hesitated for a moment and climbed out of the wall.

Feet gently landing, a little dust.There was silence in my ears, even the wind seemed to be weak.

Jing Heng can’t help tightening his heart. He glances and finds that all the people have turned off their lights.

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, and his body was unconsciously close to the wall, hidden in the shadow.

He took out a piece of what Yan Bai called “water” Rune paper from his pocket, lit it with a fire machine, and threw it out.

Rune paper in the air, “boom” of the flame, the old high, as if the sky reflected a few minutes.

“Mom.”

Jingheng watched the fire turn blue before it went out. He was surprised and cried out.

In the next moment, his eyes suddenly seemed to be touched, and he could not help but breathe softly.

He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes. The eyes turned, the pain flashed by, and now it’s no different.

He blinked, and tears rose in his eyes, and the pain disappeared. It’s like his delusion.

“What’s going on?”

He murmured to himself in the bottom of his heart, raised his eyes, and suddenly felt that his sight was a little hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist.

He blinked again.

The line of sight remains the same.

Hazy see things in front of you.

“Did the dust just fall into my eyes?”

He thought in silence.

Jing Heng’s lips pressed tightly. He looked around and rubbed his eyes with his hands. After several rounds of going back and forth, suddenly, his eyes seemed to have adapted to something, and suddenly became clear again.

He was stunned. His heart was just about to be put down, and suddenly he saw a head in front of him.

One third of the top of the head pressure of the grubby, Shua Shua blood, eyes also dropped.

Jing Heng is startled and opens his mouth. He almost screams.

“Well –”

the mouth is suddenly covered, and the voice is pressed back into the throat.

His neck was locked.

Jing Heng’s pupil trembled and began to struggle. He called a few times.

“It’s me. Don’t yell.”

The warm and cool breath spread on his neck, his body subconsciously trembled, his mind slightly coagulated, and his pupils suddenly trembled.

He took a little time, took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted his hand on his mouth.

The man behind him felt his calmness, followed his reaction and put down his hand.

Jingheng breathed a long, silent breath and stepped back, hiding himself completely in the shadow.

“Younger martial brother, why are you here?”

Yan Bai looked down at his trouser pocket.

Jingheng followed his eyes and his brain flashed.

“Have you been around? When the rune paper burns, do you have a reaction? ”

Yan Bai nodded, and a little relief rose from the bottom of his heart.

There’s a smart guy at last.

“Anything special?”

Jing Heng shakes his head regretfully.

He was about to explore when Yan Bai came.

They looked at each other in silence.

Yan Bai turned his eyes, reached out to the air hollow, and then put it under the nose to smell.

Jingheng looks at his action, a little stunned, can’t help but follow his action and take a deep breath.

I don’t know if it’s over exerting, my heart is stuffy, my eyes are black, and I can hardly breathe at one breath.

“Keke –”

he tilted his head and covered his mouth.

Who thinks, can’t control at all, cough more big.

In the silence of the night, the voice is especially loud.

Yan Bai frowned, raised his hand and knocked on his back.

Jingheng suddenly felt as if something had gone into the body, unconsciously straightened his back, and his neck was slightly cold. The cough stopped suddenly.

He paused and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Bai stares at him for a while. After confirming that he is OK, he moves his eyes.

Jingheng returns to his mind and subconsciously touches his back. He is curious about what the other party has done just now.

Yan Bai: “I have observed the location of this village outside. It is located in a special position at the bottom of the mountain.”

The village is trapped in a depression, which is covered by trees in the mountains. It is difficult to find this place if there is no one to lead the way. Moreover, it is located on the shady side of the mountain, which is a natural place for nourishing yin.

According to Bian he’s investigation, most of the people living in this place are family members of Temple monks.

If so, how could they choose such a place?

Yan Bai thought, I’m afraid, this is another place to hide evil.

Jingheng’s feeling is not obvious, but when Yan Bai is close to him, he feels uncomfortable.

“There’s too much yin here. Take what I’ve given you. If it’s dangerous, you’ll light the blue Rune paper, and I’ll be right there. Now, you go back to rest and I’ll look into the situation. ”

Yan Bai noticed that the family behind him was located in the center of the whole village, as if all the Yin Qi had spread from then on.He also wanted to go in and have a look, but he found that when he approached, something seemed to be staring at him in the dark. As soon as he came closer, he would rush out.

Yan Bai can only do nothing for the time being and give it to Jing Heng.

At this time, they did not know what Jingheng meant to the people in the village.

Yan Bai told him something in a low voice, told him to pay attention to safety, so he patted him on the shoulder and motioned people to go back.

Jing Heng takes a deep breath, suppresses the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, nods, turns over the wall, and gives Yan Bai a reassuring look at the top of the wall and jumps down.

Yan Bai looked up and saw his figure disappear. Then he looked at him for a while. Then he turned and walked away.

He took out a red rope, gently recited the incantation, cut his fingertips, smeared the gushing blood on the red rope, and threw it out.

The red rope “Deng” circled and flew out. In a flash, it seemed that he was attracted by something. He turned his head and flew behind Yan Bai.

Yan Bai’s body was wound twice, and the red rope was finally tied to the handle of the door behind him.

The color of his eyes did not sink.

This Yin Qi is so domineering.

The red rope was stained with his blood in order to find out whether there are other families in the village.

As the king of hell, his blood is naturally loved by the Yin family, and ghost cultivation is very good. As long as a drop of his blood, the cultivation of ghost cultivation will soar.

Yan Bai takes his own blood as bait and wants to catch “small fish”. Who thinks that this fish is too overbearing and bites off the bait directly without giving him a chance.

His deep eyes, side eyes a deep look, turned to hide in the dark, quietly left.

He shuttles through all the homes at a very fast speed, taking spiritual power as the medium, feeling the difference in home.

Suddenly, he steps a meal, eyebrow heart light frown, Mou bottom produces a bit of doubt, looking back at the door behind him.

With the same buildings on both sides, careful observation shows that there seems to be a little different place on the door.

Yan Bai approached with doubts and his pupils shrank.

There is a picture of Zhong Kui on the door.

He raised his hand and touched it. Judging from the drawing paper, he had a vague feeling of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and made a close observation of his brush work.

Who would like to, eyes just close, suddenly flashed a light silver light.

One of the corners of the painting moved, rubbed against his wrist like a child, and then pasted back.

Obviously, it is a lifeless object, but Yan Bai feels happy from that small action, and seems to be mixed with a little grievance.

Yan Bai’s mind moved and gently knocked on the door.

The reason why he stopped in front of this door was that he felt the anger of other doors outside.

In other words, the human flavor in this room is the most serious.

The painting of Zhong Kui on the door has also changed from the other side, which shows the problem of the side.

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