"You mean I've been dead for three hundred years?"

Camellia pointed at himself, incredible.

The time in Qiao Shancha's memory is only three years, how can he be said to be three hundred years?

Three hundred years is an old ghost!

Camellia floated to the mirror of Ju Jing's house, and Ah Piao in the mirror was her appearance before her death, looking like a well-behaved person, but there was an indescribable melancholy in her eyes.

Looking at this appearance, Camellia grinned, and the self in the mirror changed again.

There was blood on the left eye, bones on the back of the head, strangulation marks on the neck, and the right side of the face was scratched with blood, and there was no trace of the hands and feet.

This is what Qiao Shancha looked like when he was dying.

It's really ugly.

But if you look closely, every scar on Ah Piao's body has black gas, which means that the tool that hurt her is still highly poisonous.

It's so miserable......

Who did this to you!

Qiao Shancha should have been only sixteen years old when he died, and this old child would not do anything bad, otherwise this Ah Piao would have been dark a long time ago.

No wonder the systemalist asked her to find out who killed Piao.

Camellia put the dead face away, then faced Ju Jing, "I want that box." ”

Ju Jing frowned, "No." ”

Camellia calmed, "Why, it's in there...... I...... The head! ”

What's going on with your Heavenly Master's head!

Ju Jing was very surprised when he heard this, he stood up and asked uncertainly, "Your head?" ”

Such a ferocious thing is just a human head?

A 300-year-old head?

"What else do I want it for?"

She is Ah Piao, not a person, digging people's graves to make a fortune.

"The ferocious aura on this box is very strong, I saw you touch it frequently that day, and I thought you were going to inhale this breath to cultivate."

Camellia: You may not believe it when you say it.

Qiao Shancha, this ghost, uses air when he cultivates.

That is, what those people call the qi of heaven and earth.

It's not a ghost at all.

usually sits on the grave, either thinking about how she died or absorbing the qi of heaven and earth, so she can have a clean A Piao who she is now.

The setting of this world is a bit messy, so she slowed it down for a while.

After a second's delay, Camellia looked up, and a familiar feeling was right in front of her.

Ju Jing took out the box and tore off the rune paper on it, and at the same time as the rune paper fell off, the black gas lingered around like a child who was attached to his mother, enveloping the entire box.

Camellia: It's really black.

She stretched out her hand to touch the black gas, the black gas was a little surprised, and spread out to make way for her, and when the camellia touched the box, the black gas was entwined in wisps, and it seemed to wrap her.

Ju Jing took out a talisman from her sleeve and was about to stick it on her arm, but was stopped by Camellia.

She could feel that the black aura was friendly to her, although it was a little fierce.

Camellia felt the lock of the box in the black gas, and with a slight force, the box was opened.

It was not an imaginary dry bone, but a fresh head.

This head is exactly the same as what Camellia saw in the mirror, and it doesn't look like it died three hundred years ago.

Three hours dead is about the same.

Camellia and Ju Jing glanced at each other, and the meaning in their eyes coincided.

"This box can preserve the corpse."

"Hmm."

"I've really lived three hundred years?"

"Hmm."

"It's too miserable to die."

"Huh?"

Ju Jing changed her calm emoji and looked at her suspiciously. If the average ghost sees that he is so miserable when he dies, he will definitely stimulate all kinds of negative emotions in his heart, but this one in front of him is not, looking at his head and using a gaze similar to appreciation, so calmly saying that he died miserably, either he has a problem with his head or has a big heart.

Ju Jing saw that her soul had not changed at all, and there was every reason to believe that it was because of the latter.

After Camellia finished speaking, he began to look for some clues in his head, but there was nothing but wounds, and he wanted to know how he died, and he didn't need it at all.

Spicy chicken head!

Camellia pinched the face of this head, and the slimy blood rubbed her hand, and just as she pinched her face, the eyes on this head suddenly opened, and not only that, but grinned at her.

What the hell!

The head laughed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth were pasted by a rune paper before he could put it down, not only that, but under the burning of the rune paper, the flesh and blood on the head were gone, leaving only a dry skull.

Camellia set her eyes on the source of the rune paper, and Ju Jing looked at the skull in the box with great vigilance.

"There's something wrong with your head."

"You're the one who has the problem with your head."

When Ju Jing heard Camellia's words, she realized that what she said was a little inappropriate, and then explained, "I'm not saying that you have a problem with your head, it's this skull." Do you remember how you died? ”

Camellia: I really don't know.

If you knew, you should have found the murderer, but now that she is talking about this, if she really dies for 300 years, the murderer will be ashes.

"What's wrong?"

As a Piao, I don't know how I died, this is a big joke, and Camellia doesn't allow himself to make such a joke, so he can only avoid this problem.

Ju Jing didn't think about it so much, and said the strangeness of this skull, "The skin and flesh on this skull are all illusions of ferocious qi, I see that your soul is pure, so this ferocious qi is definitely not carried by you, the method done by the person who killed you or buried your bones, what does he mean by preserving your flesh and skin?" Moreover, such a thick evil qi must not be cultivated by ordinary people. ”

From his point of view, this fierce aura will definitely not let the ghost who finds it go, so why has no ghost touched it for so long?

Ju Jing stared at the skull in front of her, and she couldn't think of an answer to this question.

"Click!"

"Click, click!"

Ju Jing was quiet for half an hour, and suddenly heard a voice that did not belong in the room, and raised his eyes to look. In the restaurant not far away, Camellia sat opposite him, with a plate in front of him, which contained the incense candles he had bought one morning.

The clattering sound was that she was chewing on a candle.

[Don't you don't eat? 】

It's for ghosts, why don't I eat it?

Ju Jing didn't care when she saw that it was her voice, but it was the system priest who suddenly spoke.

The taste of this incense candle is like an apple, but the taste is really exactly the same as what Ju Jing said.

It's pretty tasty.

Qiao Shancha had never eaten anything like this, and she seemed to be ...... Never starved.

And the camellia is because Ju Jing has been thinking for too long, originally she wanted to watch TV for a while, but she couldn't touch the remote control, so she only took out the incense candles she could touch to chew and chew to pass the time.

Ju Jing thought about it for another half an hour, and the camellia chewed the incense candle and washed the bowls before the other party moved.

It's just that this action is to take out his mobile phone, dial a number, and then before he can speak, there is a voice that is full of anger but does not pull a few words.

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