This small inn is in a remote town, although it is remote, but because it is next to the official road, the transportation is also convenient. There are a lot of people staying in the hotel, and Zhang Huaijin came to this inn in the evening, when there were no more vacant rooms.

The golden shopkeeper saw that he was alone, and he was dressed in this down-and-out manner, his clothes were not gray, and he couldn't see the original color, so he thought he was a poor man, and "kindly" said that the firewood room was still empty, so it was better to stay there for one night. Zhang Huaijin is not a picky person, he often sleeps in the wild, thinking that he will be in the firewood room, but when he was about to pay, a person ran down and clamored to check out.

This man was dressed in gold and silver, and he was dressed in horizontal meat, so he knew that he was a wealthy family, and he was accompanied by two delicate maids. Originally, he came one step before Zhang Huaijin, and he wanted the No. 1 room of Tianzi, but before he had been in the room for half a pillar of incense, he came down with his baggage.

The golden shopkeeper couldn't let him run away in vain, saying that it was okay to check out, but he could only refund half of the money. The rich man didn't care, he just asked the golden shopkeeper to calculate it quickly, let him go, and kept muttering "bad luck, bad luck...... when he left"

His two maids were even more pale, as if they had seen a ghost, and their steps were hurried.

Seeing them like this, Zhang Huai had a plan in his heart, and saw that a room was empty, and now that the night had fallen, no one would come again. After grinding his mouth for a while, he said that the shopkeeper who picked the door paid two-thirds of the room to live in the No. 1 room of the Son of Heaven.

At this time, he was lying comfortably on the bed, with his hands under his head, his feet on the railings of the bed, still humming the tune in his mouth, and his eyes on the door, waiting for Aru to "come back".

After a while, Alu appeared, dressed in red, as if he was dripping blood. Alu looked at Zhang Huaijin who was spread out on the bed, didn't say anything, and floated to the wooden chair in front of the window to "sit" down.

Sitting, not so much sitting, but sitting, because Alu can't touch the real thing, of course, the way she sits is just pretending.

Her robe was oversized, so it covered the gap between her and the chair, and although she sat on the chair, the sitting position was very standard. There is no lazy appearance at all, just sit quietly like this, giving people the feeling that everyone is beautiful, if you draw it, it is a very standard picture of a lady.

Zhang Huaijin just looked at it like this, for a person like him who has been poor since he was a child and has never seen the real rich and noble lady Miss, it is quite red-eyed, but he doesn't say it in his mouth, seeing that in the winter, he is still wearing a brocade robe, shaking a fan, and pretending to be a dashing son.

He would always roll his eyes behind the crowd and muttered a word of death, and his sour heart of not being able to eat grapes would feel better. Of course, he himself was unaware of the above things, and although Alu had only followed this man for half a month, what he was thinking in his heart had long been clear.

Knowing that he was looking at himself now, Alu didn't say anything, if there was a man who looked at her like this when she was alive in her previous life, she would have asked the family behind her to beat him all over the ground to find his teeth.

Now she thinks that it is good that there is such a person who can see herself, how long has it been since she has been seen by others, except for the monk who wants to kill her, there is only Zhang Huaijin, this ruffian swordsman.

But when she was alive, she had been a lady for more than 20 years, although she had been a ghost for much longer than she had been alive, but the imprint left by those 20 years of life would never be erased.

Also, the hatred in her heart will not be wiped out, on the contrary, as time goes by, the hatred in her heart is getting bigger and bigger, just like a big tree, which is firmly rooted. How to pull it out? Even if it's cut down, there's a root......

"Okay, look at it again, I'll gouge out your eyeballs." Alu's face was pale, and when he said this, he felt like he was sweating, and anyone would tremble when they heard it.

Fortunately, only Zhang Huaijin, who was like a ruffian, could hear it, otherwise he would have scared others out of his heart, but Zhang Huaijin didn't have anything to do, just smiled even more.

"I said you, your temper is also too big, I'll see what's wrong with you, and besides, aren't beautiful women just for others to see?" After saying that, the feet shook even more happily, and shook the bed that was a little old and sleepy.

Pretty, woman...... Originally, he should have heard a sentence that should have been angry, but Alu was not angry, he just stayed, it turned out that he was praised by others for his beauty one day, and he was still a woman?

How many years have he been adrift, Alu has almost forgotten that he used to be a beautiful woman, and the red dress on this body is also the one he wore in front of him. Ever since she became a ghost, she has never changed it, and she really misses the gorgeous clothes and glittering jewelry in her previous life.

Alu was in a daze, and didn't look at talking to Zhang Huaijin again, Zhang Huaijin felt bored, and said in a low mouth: "What kind of daze, no matter how beautiful it is, it's a ghost, who else can see it except me, you said that I met you, is this eight lifetimes of mold." Hey, I'm glad I'm of some use, and I can help you get revenge, otherwise, my bones would have been left in that mass grave at this time......"

After saying a word, he waited for Alu to react, and as he expected, Alu immediately became angry, and a cold wind drilled straight into Zhang Huaijin's neck.

Not only that, but the wind also hung stronger and stronger, blowing out the candles, and blowing off the vases on the antique shelves. Zhang Huai wanted to save the antique vase, the Dongzi in the No. 1 room of this Tianzi should not be cheap, no matter how cheap it is, it is not how much the gold shopkeeper said?

But before the person went there, Alu's figure blocked his way first, and there was no light of candles at the moment. It was only by the dim moonlight that I could see the room clearly, and Aruna's frightened appearance.

"Don't owe so much in the future, if you want to live, listen to me, I have a way to kill you." The voice was no longer a woman's, but hoarse, creaking like sawn wood.

Alu is not a woman, she is not a human, she is a ghost, a female ghost, a female ghost who can scare people to death casually......