Chapter Seventy-Two: The Man in the Dream of the Spring Boudoir

Long Xi saw Mo Kun lying on top of her, and looked at him affectionately! His pants were very similar to the gorgeous pants worn by medieval European aristocrats.

Is this crossing again?

"Do you want to?" said Lord Mokun reached out and stroked her cheek.

Her face was hot, no, her whole body was hot! She could clearly hear her own frantic heartbeat, was that the frequency of her heartbeat?

He ran his fingers at the shredded hair on her forehead, as if tugging at her heartstrings. She tried to dodge, but she couldn't take her eyes off her, she had no strength at all, and lay limp and boneless under him.

"I'll give it to you if you want!" his face grew in her pupils.

His lips were soft, warm to the touch, lingering.

He pressed the tip of his nose to the tip of hers, "I like you! Do you like me as much as I like you?"

Long Xi sat up suddenly, it's a dream!

It turned out to be a dream...... I was a little disappointed in my heart!

"I'll give it to you if you want!!" His magnetic voice sounded in her head.

Do you like me as much as I like you?

Oh, my God!

Only then did she realize that she had just had an impure spring dream!

She covered her left chest hard, but she felt her heartbeat getting louder and louder!

Her clothes were soaked with night sweats, and she couldn't help but shiver when the evening breeze blew.

"Ahh

"Are you alright, cold?" a magnetic voice approached her, and she looked up to see Mokun standing in the doorway.

"Are you alright?" he bent down in front of her and put his hand on her forehead, "Why is your face so red?

Her breath faltered, and magnetic voices kept playing back in her head. And the entangled figure.

I like you...... I like you......

Do you like me?

"No, no, it's a dream, it's just a dream!" she waved away the hand that touched her forehead, and then kept patting her cheek, her long hair shaking.

Mo Kun didn't expect Long Xi to avoid him, and a heavy sense of loss suddenly arose in his heart, like weeds suddenly growing in a beautiful flower.

Wasn't it okay before? That day in the back mountain, downstairs in her house, she didn't dislike my kiss! Why? Was it because of Yan Lichuan, or because of Fan Xiaolu.

He wanted to turn on the chip's "read memory" function and take a look at her memories so that he could know what she had just dreamed about.

However, he hesitated again. What if she was dreaming of someone else? Why was he a little scared? Did he care so much about her?

He shook his head, as if trying to shake off his worries.

Long Xi has no habit of wearing a watch. She looked at her phone, and it was 11:40 p.m.

They walked out of the house and towards the altar in the village.

It is said that it is an altar, but in fact it is just a few large stones built up, and the stone on top is relatively smooth, so that some sacrificial items can be placed, which is very simple.

According to Teacher Xu's words, Xu Xian'er will appear at the altar at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Is this true?

The face of the moon was obscured by heavy clouds, and the darkness of the night covered the mountains that surrounded the village of Zuixiang.

Long Xi and the others walked near the altar and couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the scene in front of them.

The high altar is only used during the worship of ancestors, and it is not cared for on weekdays, but it is brightly lit at this time.

On the altar, there stood a long-haired man in a black robe.

The man standing on the altar had long hair covering half of his face, and the other half of his face was tattooed with strange patterns, like ghosts. Who is it if it's not Yamamoto?

He held a serpentine staff in his hand, as if he were doing it.

If you look closely, there is a living cobra hovering over the serpentine staff.

A group of men also dressed in black robes held torches, and the altar was formed in a circle and danced a strange dance. The firelight reflected the solemn expressions, and the sound of prayers echoed in this ancient village.

All the black robes were embroidered with Jiao's patterns, but Long Xi didn't know that it was Jiao, and thought it was a dragon's pattern.

Outside the circle of dancers, there were two men and a woman standing, and one of the people standing on the side was Jiang Ba.

Standing on Jiang Ba's right is a tall middle-aged man in a Tang costume, both in appearance and explosive muscles, as if Jiang Ba was printed in the same mold.

Long Xi guessed that the big man was either Jiang Ba's father or his eldest brother, because he looked too similar.

I heard that Jiang Ba's father, Jiang Dahu, only had one son with the original wife, that is, Jiang Ba, but Jiang Dahu is merry by nature, there are many juniors and fours outside, and there are more than a dozen illegitimate children, which can be called the father of the gourd baby.

Standing to the right of Jiang Dahu is a girl dressed as a village woman, with a large rustic scarf around her face, and sunglasses, so she can't see clearly.

When Teacher Xu saw them, his face turned blue and his whole body froze.

He raised his finger tremblingly, pointed at the middle-aged man, and said to Long Xi: "That is Jiang Ba's father, Jiang Dahu, the boss of the crocodile gang, and Cheng Yilin's sister Cheng Yimei next to him." ”

The uneasiness in Long Xi's heart grew like weeds, she tried to control herself, and asked calmly, "How do you know that they are Jiang Dahu and Cheng Yimei?

"Yes, Cheng Yilun and Jiang Ba's fathers are my enemies. If it weren't for their father's protection and connivance, how could my fairy have been wronged? As for Cheng Yimei, although she was not directly involved in the crime, she must also be a raccoon dog!" Teacher Xu said.

"That woman is so tightly wrapped, we can't see her clearly, how do you know that she is Cheng Yimei?" Long Xi finally said the question in his heart.

Teacher Xu was stunned, his eyes flickered, he subconsciously touched his ears, coughed a few times, and avoided answering.

"Why are you here too?" Jiang Ba spotted them and yelled, "Get out!"

Long Xi rolled his eyes, grimaced, and slammed back: "This is your home?"

Teacher Xu sneered and said, "Exorcism? My precious fairy is now a soul envoy appointed by King Yama, but she is not an ordinary ghost, and her mana is strong. These third-rate onmyoji, what can she do?"

At this time, Village Chief Long, Uncle Zhao Si and several villagers rushed over when they heard the news.

Village Chief Long is a silver-haired old man, and he is eighty-eight years old this year. The reason why the villagers chose him as the village chief was because he was the highest in the village.