The beast behind him was coming, and the night star stepped into the ancient tower.

The door closes automatically, and in the dim light, the first thing that catches your eye is a golden Buddha, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looking down on all beings.

There is an ebony table in front of the Buddha statue, on which there are fresh offerings, a string of Buddha beads is placed at random, and the three incense sticks in the incense burner have been half burned.

Wisps of incense smoke floated in the air, and a faint musky scent penetrated into the nostrils.

Night Picking Stars looked around, this place is very much like a Buddha hall, and there is a cushion on the ground that kneels to worship the Buddha has not been put away, indicating that not long ago, someone knelt here to worship the Buddha.

She didn't know if there was a threat in this illusion, she didn't move around at will, she just stood at the door, and it was useless to release her divine consciousness in the illusion, this was just an illusory environment, and her divine consciousness saw nothingness, and she could only wait and see what happened.

"Asu, why are you standing here, the wind is strong, you have a headache when you blow, go, I'll take you into the house to rest."

At this moment, a man's gentle voice suddenly sounded beside her.

When she raised her eyes, she saw a gentle man talking to her with tenderness.

Ye Xingxing subconsciously looked down and found that he didn't know when, the clothes on his body had changed, and he had become a white long skirt with no tail ring on his hand.

These hands are not hers, they are white and transparent, but they are the kind of sickly pale to the extreme.

What's going on?

Could it be that she has become the Ah Su in the man's mouth?

As soon as this conjecture crossed her mind, she found that her body was following the man uncontrollably.

There were other rooms on the first floor of the ancient tower, but the man took her to the second floor, which was an antique women's boudoir, and the man helped her sit down at the table, and gently poured her a cup of hot tea.

Night Picker found that her body was no longer under her control, and obediently swallowed the tea slowly and drank it in small sips.

The man smiled, and his handsome and elegant face was tender like water.

Then the man told her a lot of words, all of which were trivial things, such as the child of Aunt Zhang's family next door who fell from a tree naughtily, such as the eldest son of Uncle Wang's family who stole their heirloom and sold their property to play Pai Gow and so on.

These topics are full of fireworks, as if they are just ordinary people living in the alleys, surrounded by ordinary people, and every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

But Ye Xingxing noticed that only the man spoke alone, and the woman named Ah Su didn't say a word, and she didn't even change her posture of sitting.

And the man seems to have long been used to it, he talks like a story, and he still speaks softly even when he doesn't get a response.

This way of getting along is very strange, even if the woman is mute, it is impossible to remain motionless.

"Okay, Asu, it's not early, you should rest, I'll help you lie down."

The man suddenly stood up and took her arm, and Nightpluck noticed that he had also stood up and walked to the side of the bed.

The man helped her lie down, gently tucked the quilt for her, and whispered, "Sleep, Asu." ”

She closed her eyes and her consciousness sank into darkness.

Night Pickstar was in a hurry, trying to break free from this body, but no matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of it.

I don't know how long it took, and the man's voice suddenly sounded in my ears:

"Asu, get up."

The voice fell, and she was finally able to open her eyes and see the light.

What caught my eye was the man's gentle and elegant face, his eyes were full of love, he helped her up, fetched water to wipe her face, combed her hair, and painted her thrush......

Gradually, the night star only felt that he felt cold in his heart, something was wrong, something was too wrong.

It's like this man is taking care of a puppet!

That's right, it's a puppet!

This woman named Ah Su was completely at his mercy and had no consciousness of her own at all.

Or rather, this is just a shell, there is no soul in it, but the man is still alive, day after day, living with her, taking care of his daily life.

Night Picker didn't know whether to say that this man was affectionate or perverted, in short, she was a little numb as a bystander.

But she couldn't escape, she was trapped in her body all the time, unable to move.

On this day, the man suddenly happily brought a set of phoenix crown xia veil.

"Ah Su, I wish the wedding dress that my aunt sewed for you is finally ready, I have already prepared the wedding hall, will we get married tonight?"

Night Picker shook his head frantically, but this body nodded blankly.

The man was ecstatic, put down the wind crown and put it down, and asked her to change it later, and he went to prepare the wine first.

The door was closed, and the body obediently put on the wedding gown and sat down in front of the mirror.

This was the first time Night Pickstar had seen the appearance of this body, she had never been in front of the mirror before, and it was always the man who combed her hair and eyebrows.

The woman was born beautiful and delicate, with noble eyebrows and eyes, and sat upright, revealing a slender swan neck.

It's just that her face is too pale, there is no blood to speak of, and the red wedding dress makes her skin even paler, even white with cyan.

Her eyes were blank, just blankly open, holding a comb, repeating the stiff combing motion.

It was just a soulless shell, refined into a puppet, controlled by the man.

Whatever the man tells her to do, she does.

The man must love her, and the eyes can't be faked.

But this love is too morbid and forms an obsession.

"No, you can't visit the church, once you get married, I'm afraid the man's obsession will be deeper, then I can't get out!"

Night Picker thought anxiously.

She didn't think of any way, and the man returned.

"Asu, I'll help you comb your hair, we will get married tonight, I'm so happy, you don't know how many years I've been afraid of this day. I'm going to uncover your red hijab with my own hands, and I hear you call me husband, we're going to have a bunch of children, by the way, if you don't like children, then we won't have children, as long as you can always accompany me, whatever. ”

He expertly combed her hair, talked to himself, and put a red hijab on her.

"You are waiting for me here, I invited Aunt Zhang and them to come to the house for a drink today, they are here to congratulate us, and when they are sent away, it will be the night of candles in our cave room."

The man looked at the woman in a red wedding dress and turned to leave.

The night star is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and the candle in the cave room is your sister at night! She's still in this body, can't she wait for her to go out and then go to the cave?

But it's useless for her to be in a hurry, this body is like an iron wall, and she is like a wandering spirit, and she can't wear it out.

The woman sat obediently on the bed, her hands on her knees, motionless.

There seemed to be a sound of joy outside, and there were some noisy human voices, as if there were really a lot of guests.