Fresh air rushed into Zitong's heart, and the terrible and desperate screams of Dongfeng Drifting Snow when they were sealed in the coffin suddenly disappeared, along with the feeling of emptiness in the coffin, and the helplessness and despair of the darkness.

Zi Tong opened his eyes vigorously, and saw that the east wind and snow were still floating in mid-air, holding his face with both hands, smiling.

Coming back to his senses and jumping off the coffin, Zitong took several steps back, until his back was against the cold and wet wall, and then he asked, "Who is Canghai?" ”

Canghai, the god of heaven in the memories of the east wind and snow, the person who locked her in the coffin. That person looks exactly like the sea of the Forgetful Pavilion.

"Canghai is Canghai." Dongfeng Piaoxue chuckled and fell lightly in front of Zitong. The snow-white toes were immediately submerged by the stagnant water on the ground, "You have seen the memories of the east wind and snow, and now, as long as you nod, I can attach to you." ”

Ignoring her words, Zitong asked again: "Why is Canghai like my boss?" ”

Raised his eyebrows slightly: "Let me possess me, and you can ask your boss yourself when you go out." ”

Zitong immediately refused: "If you don't make it clear, I won't let you possess you." ”

Dongfeng Piaoxue has a deep hatred with Canghai, if she wants to be unfavorable to Boss Cang, even if she dies at the bottom of the well, Zitong will not let this dangerous female ghost out.

She twisted the hair on her shoulders, and smiled with a smile in her eyes, charming as silk: "Oh, I'm used to staying here." It's ...... you."

"Shut up!" Interrupting her coldly, "Don't try to scare me. I'm going to die, but you're going to stay for hundreds of years. ”

Her expression was unfazed, and she took a step forward, her lips almost touching Zitong's. The breath in his throat was as cold as ice, and his voice was ambiguous: "If you die, I will detain your spirit here and accompany me." ”

Zi Tong glanced at the skeleton in the corner, chuckled, and stared back at her fearlessly: "You don't have this ability, otherwise, the woman who died in the well before, you won't let her go." ”

After listening to Zitong's words, Dongfeng Piaoxue finally smiled, took a step back, and turned her eyes a few times: "You're not stupid, what do you want?" ”

"Tell me who Canghai is and what does it have to do with my boss?"

"Canghai is your boss, they are alone." She actually said very happily, "The gods and witches fall in love, and heaven and earth do not tolerate it." But Rose coveted this ****, so as to go against the world and commit the great sin of ashes. In order to protect the roses, Canghai also invited himself to the lower realm, willing to share the great sin with the roses, and exchange for roses to be reborn. ”

"It's ridiculous that heaven will make people, although Canghai is the son of the king of heaven, but if you go against the sky, you have to pay the price of going against the sky. Rose doesn't want to forget her feelings, but God just told her to forget her feelings for the future generations. Canghai insisted on the lower realm because of his feelings, and God told him to have the memories of many lifetimes and be hurt to the fullest. ”

Raised his hand to pick up Zitong's chin: "Unfortunately, you and I are both one of the lives of Rose." In other words, Canghai loves roses, and your boss also loves roses. ”

Canghai is a god, and you yourself are the reincarnation of roses......

What mess?

She said it as bizarre as a fantasy novel, I don't know why, I obviously know not to believe other people's truths, but Zitong can't help but panic in her heart.

There was a chill down my spine and my fingertips trembling, a panic oozing from the bottom of my heart.

Seeing Zitong's hesitation, Dongfeng Piaoxue pressed forward step by step: "Still don't believe it?" Then you can personally question Canghai, don't you dare? ”

Questioning the sea? Zitong felt that she would naturally ask him, otherwise she would die blindly.

Grabbed the hand of the east wind and snow, and fixed his eyes on her dark eyes: "If you refuse to come down after attaching yourself to me, what should I do?" ”

Her smile was still the same: "I don't know. ”

"You promise me that I will let you possess me, but you will not use my body again after you go out."

These words seemed to surprise her: "Does a verbal promise make sense?" ”

"Yes, I bet you're still the proud Oriental priest, a promise."

Whether these words reminded her of anything, Zitong didn't know. As soon as she knew that sentence, she kept silent and just smiled at her.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound. The water from the well poured straight down from the round hole above the bottom of the well, surging and surging. In an instant, he rushed to the wall of the well, and dragged Zitong's feet down. Her body was like a small boat, and it was about to fall if it shook a little.

Fortunately, Dongfeng Piaoxue stepped forward, and her body was tightly attached to Zitong, nailing her to the wall.

"Now, does it still make sense?" She asked.

A stream of well water invaded Zitong's nose and throat, and she was choked suddenly, and she coughed twice: "It makes sense, if you don't agree, I won't do it." ”

She was silent again.

The well water soon rushed to Zitong's chest, so cold that she could barely breathe.

Seeing that the well water was about to overflow into the air, she finally spoke: "Okay, I promise you, I will never use your body after leaving the well." ”

Zitong let go and closed her eyes: "Come on, possess my body." ”

As soon as the words fell, he felt a gust of cold wind in front of him, and Zitong's body suddenly lightened, turning into a feather. When she opened her eyes, she saw a shaking water as far as the eye could see.

A woman in the water was standing with her back to her, half standing in the water, and Zi Tong couldn't see her expression. I only heard her laughing happily, laughing so hard that her shoulders twitched.

Suddenly, Zitong was stunned.

Because that woman is herself.

Her body stood there smiling, so where was she at the moment?

Zitong wanted to look down at herself, but she was horrified to find that she couldn't make any movements at all, and she didn't have to ...... at all Breathe. She couldn't do anything but think, see, and hear.

At this time, Zitong's body turned her head, reached out and scooped her up from her hand, and brought her in front of her.

Yes, scoop it up, because Zitong has turned into a very small mass of something.

Zhu lips opened slightly, revealing a sweet smile: "Zitong, I will definitely keep my promise and never use your body after I get out of the well." Because, I don't like your current body. ”

Her way!

The east wind is drifting and the snow is blowing, you big slut!

I wanted to open my mouth to scold her, but I couldn't make a sound in my throat.

She seemed to see Zitong's anger, and the smile in her eyes bloomed even more enchantingly. Then he was on tiptoe, and rushed straight up with Zitong to the round hole where the well water leaked.

Zitong was so frightened that she jumped, and then there was a sound of water flowing above her head, and then her eyes lit up. She saw herself being caught by the east wind drifting snow, and she was lying on her stomach at the mouth of the well, and she was crawling outside.

Outside is the Lingshui View Square, and Qin Fatzi is anxiously gesturing something. Seeing Zitong, Qin Fatzi's eyes turned red, "Zitong, I thought you were drowned." ”

He threw himself at Zitong with his arms outstretched, but he hugged the east wind and snow beside Zitong and dragged him out of the well.

In order to hug her, Dongfeng Piaoxue let go of the hand that was holding Zitong.

Zitong only felt that the world was spinning and rolled onto a puddle of sewage.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps not far away.

Zi Tong glanced at the afterglow and saw a figure, panting rapidly, while running quickly into the Lingshui Temple. Her long black hair was condensed into strands of sweat, and her face was very pale.

Be...... Feng Jiu, is he here to help Dongfeng drift snow?

Without looking at Zitong, Feng Jiu ran straight to Dongfeng Piaoxue, staring so intently and not speaking. The east wind and snow did not speak. Just looking at each other, the air became watery and calm.

In a moment, Feng Jiu suddenly hugged Dongfeng Piaoxue into his arms, hugging her very tightly, as if he wanted to insert her body into his body.

"I miss you......" The low voice sounded, trembling, as if it was about to cry, "I miss you...... Finally got you out...... Finally ......"

Sure enough, Feng Jiu and Dongfeng Piaoxue are in the same group!

The anger in my heart couldn't be held back anymore, and there was no way to vent it, and it surged up to the top of her head with a fierce momentum, making Zitong's eyes black and she didn't know anything.

Zitong was woken up by the sound of a thud.

Remembering that I was a skull now, I didn't want to open my eyes, but now this body has no eyelids, and the sudden light pierced my eyeballs. When I looked at it, I saw that colorful fireworks were blooming in the dark night sky outside the window.

Surrounded by a richly decorated bedroom, Zitong was placed on a dresser-like piece of furniture, with a laminated glass cover over her head. If you look closely, this room is a happy room.

Suddenly, there was a sudden noise in my ears, as if someone had opened the door and entered the house. Zitong wanted to turn her head, but now that she looked like this, turning her head had become a luxury. It wasn't until someone came diagonally opposite me that I saw that it was the east wind drifting snow, followed by Qin Zhong.

With a burst of excitement, Zi Tong hurriedly tried to make a sound, wanting Qin Zhong to notice him. But in a moment of disappointment, she still couldn't do anything, she was just a skull.

Dongfeng Piaoxue was wearing a fiery red dress, her hair was elegantly coiled, she was holding a glass of red wine in her hand, and she was wearing bright makeup.

"What are you doing?" Qin Zhong asked.

The east wind and snow slowly took a sip of wine: "Get married." ”

Qin Zhong was stunned in surprise, and roared angrily at the east wind drifting snow: "What are you kidding!" Tell me the truth, did the demon man force you? ”

Raising his eyelids and looking at her indifferently, Dongfeng Piaoxue said, "Qin Zhong, I have no obligation to inform you of my marriage." ”

Zitong's heart shook when she heard this.

What did she say?!

Dongfeng Piaoxue actually used his own body to get married?! She's a madman!

Anger swallowed Zitong in an instant, but now she has no body and can't make a sound, she doesn't even have a channel to express her anger, and she wants to cry without tears.

Qin Zhong was also trembling with anger, she pointed to the nose of the east wind drifting snow: "Zitong, let's finish!" Turning his head to look at Zitong's direction, his face turned red, "I think you are evil, you fell into the well yesterday, and you actually put human bones in the bedroom!" With that, he turned and slammed the door.

After Qin Zhong left, Dongfeng Piaoxue walked up to Zitong and bent down to look at her. A clear and bewitching smile appeared on his face: "I don't want to do this to you either, it's just that your man has imprisoned me for a thousand years." Do you know what it's like to be imprisoned in the void for thousands of years, not born or die, while your loved one is a hundred meters away because your spiritual power can't get close? Therefore, I also want to let his women taste this kind of life is worse than death. ”

The anger in Zitong's heart suddenly turned into grievance, because of her words.

What her man, her man may not love her at all! She was trapped in a yellowed skull because of some kind of bullshit debt in her previous life, and who did she go to collect the debt from?

"Oh, I forgot to thank you, I got married." A happy smile appeared on her face, "Your marriage with Haotian is very good for me and my husband." ”

This pair of and! This pair of and!

With a rumbling in her head, Zi Tong almost cried out with hatred, but her eyes were very dry, and she couldn't squeeze out a single tear. If you can't vent your anger, it becomes a strange kind of pain, a pain that you can't die.

Dongfeng Piaoxue suddenly suppressed the smile that had been overflowing, looked down at Zitong, and looked quiet: "It's uncomfortable, I've felt like this every day for the past thousand years." You can't live, you can't die, every day. So, if it's not comfortable, you have to bear it too. ”

Hearing this, an even more cold chill swept through Zitong's body. Her expression and voice were so terrifying, how long did she want to trap herself in her bones? A year, a few years, or a thousand years?

At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Feng Jiu, who was wearing a dress, stood at the door, looking at the east wind and snow with a smile.

The brain was completely messed up, I don't know if it was the cause of the physical abnormality, this confusion made Zitong gradually fall into a coma.

When she woke up again, Zitong was going crazy. If given a choice, she would rather never wake up. Because through the mirror, she saw a man and a woman on the marriage bed hugging each other tightly.

How these two people have nothing to do with Zitong at all, but Dongfeng Piaoxue uses her body!

The extreme insult made Zitong want to scold loudly and shout. Hatred consumed her heart like a monster, and her brain burned like fire.

At that moment, Zitong even began to resent Canghai, he should have protected himself, but where was he now?

She wanted to die, she wanted to die.

The two were entangled until the sky turned white, and the east wind drifted snow, and then they snuggled in Feng Jiu's arms and fell asleep. After a long time, Feng Jiu quietly got up, opened the glass cover and carried Zitong out of the bedroom and into the guest room next to him.

Turn on the room light, and a larger glass cover is placed in the center of the room, and the sarcophagus at the bottom of the well is placed under the glass cover. The chains around the sarcophagus were gone, and only the rusty shadow remained on the lid of the coffin.

Putting Zitong on the glass cover, Feng Jiu said, "Let you come out to breathe, don't scream." ”

Zi Tong was full of excitement, and then was a little surprised to find that he was standing in front of the glass cover, and he also had a body. Immediately raised his arms and rushed towards him, trying to strangle him to death: "Hooligans! ”

But the body penetrated his body and fell to the ground.

He sneered disdainfully: "You're just a ghost, a ghost as the saying goes." One more shout, bring the people of the underworld, and I won't be able to save you. ”

"Bastard!" Zitong got up and rushed towards him again, and just like last time, his body penetrated him and fell to the ground.

His body was occupied by others, and he became a spirit, and he couldn't even touch the enemy's hair. Zitong was angry, anxious and aggrieved, sitting on the ground and burying her head between her arms.

"Uncomfortable? It's only been a few days, and it's hard to feel like this? Feng Jiu smiled and lifted the glass cover with one hand. Walk up to the sarcophagus and push the sarcophagus lid open.

Zitong cried as she stood up and wanted to see the contents of the coffin. If it weren't for this coffin locked at the bottom of the well, how could she be miserable? So she's going to have to see what the hell is in there.

There is also a wooden coffin under the stone coffin lid, the wooden coffin is so rotted by moisture that only the red auspicious cloud pattern on the coffin lid can be faintly seen, and several coffin boards have collapsed.

Feng Jiu raised his head and took a sip of wine, put down his glass, and took a deep breath. Pick at the edge of the wooden coffin and carefully lift the lid of the coffin.

A musty smell rose to the sky, like dry wood that had been left for a long time. It doesn't smell or sour, but with a cold death intent, even Zitong, who is in a state of spirit, can't help but shiver. (To be continued.) )