The black sky thundered and rolled, the lightning split the darkness and illuminated the heaven and earth, and the torrential rain swept down the torrent, opening the hundred-year-old mass grave at the foot of the mountain, revealing a white skeleton.

"Bang."

A sack of corpses was smashed into a pit of bare bones.

"It's really unlucky, this ghost weather still takes on such a job." In the white light of lightning, two men, one tall and one short, stood panting by the corpse pit.

The night was thick and gloomy, the bare ancient trees in the mass graves swayed in the wind, the jackdaws were alarmed and flew up, and the ominous atmosphere spread.

The two men shrank uneasily, and the tall man raised his foot and kicked the sack: "Bad luck is bad luck, the Feng family is generous to the silver." ”

The sack was kicked by him, and it was opened, revealing the body wrapped in the sack.

A very young girl, with delicate facial features, like a finely carved jade, curled and thick eyelashes covering the tight eyelids, like fluttering butterfly wings.

It's beautiful, but it's lifeless.

"It's so beautiful, I didn't expect the sick lady of the Feng family to be so beautiful." The short man, extremely ugly in appearance, squatted down and touched the face of the corpse obscenely.

Even though he was dead, his skin was so delicate that it drove him maddened.

The man swallowed his saliva and reached out to pick up the collar of the corpse, but the tall man grabbed him: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Do you need to ask? Our brothers and sisters don't dare to think about this kind of beauty in their lives, and besides, this is still the daughter of the Feng family, and she must still be a chick. "The man's ugly face was covered with pimples, and he was smiling obscenely, which was very disgusting.

The tall man looked at the corpse, and it was beautiful, but it was a dead man.

He frowned: "I can't do such a heavy thing as raping corpses." ”

"Then you'll be watching from the sidelines." The short man had long been impatient, and he tore at the neckline of the corpse with both hands.

A cold wind hit, and out of nowhere came a terrible sound of jackdaws, and the rain stopped, and the air was filled with the smell of turbid corpses.

"Da-da-"

Suddenly, there was a rhythmic clatter in the mass grave, and the tall man grabbed his companion who was picking up the corpse's clothes and asked, "Did you hear that?" ”

The ugly man who was burning with lust didn't raise his head, and said impatiently: "Don't bother me when you hear something, Lao Tzu is busy ......"

Before he could finish his words, it was as if he had suddenly bitten his tongue and stopped abruptly, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells staring at the corpse.

When the tall man saw him like this, he followed his gaze and suddenly weakened his legs with fright.

At some point, the moon had crept out from behind the clouds and hung coldly over the treetops, a vein of white light hitting the corpse.

The corpse's eyes opened, and the pupils that should be black and white showed a strange blood color at the moment, staring at them with resentment and gloom.

"Ghost ......," the short man who was still tugging at the corpse's clothes let out a ghost cry wolf howl.

Only a crisp "click" was heard, and the man was silent.

The corpse's slender bony hand pinched his neck, breaking his neck bone alive.

Before he died, the ugly man's eyes were almost snatched out of his sockets because of fear, and his face was hideous, and he died before he could lift his breath.

The tall man who witnessed all this was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he just thought it was a ghost asking for his life, and he was so frightened that he ran away.

In fear, he didn't notice the bare bones under his feet, and he tripped and planted on the ground.

The corpse sat upright, its blue skirt was torn and messy, its face was muddy, and its blood-colored eyes looked around resentfully and confusedly.

"Yun Geci, Rong'er is seriously ill and needs to be medicated with a new baby, and you can't be reluctant!"

The young emperor's purple robe is luxurious and high in the palace, his face is cold, his eyebrows are killed, and the demons are difficult to distinguish.

Bloody memories poured into his head, and the corpse sitting in the mud turned pale in an instant, holding his head in his hands, and let out a hoarse and painful wail in his throat: "Ah!! ”

A cry of anger and hatred broke through the gloomy night and reverberated through the valley.

The man who fell in the mud trembled and crawled to run.

There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the woman's bony hand was nailed to his shoulder like iron tongs, and there was a strange clicking sound in the night.

It was his bones that were breaking inch by inch.

As soon as he turned around, he met a pair of vicious bloody eyes.

He was so frightened that he almost fainted, and his teeth chattered and begged for mercy: "Spare ...... Spare ...... The villain just takes the money to run errands...... I didn't kill you. ”

The corpse was covered in mud and mournful, and from his throat came a long, gloomy laugh, looking at him as if he were a dead man.

The memory of this corpse poured into his head - Feng Hongshu, the eldest lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, her mother died early, her father was busy with court affairs all day long, the aunt in the house was disgusted, her sisters were jealous and framed, she was not angry, and she was sick all day long.

The people in the General's Mansion who are looking forward to her death are not one or two!

"All of them are going to die!" The rough and weird voice is mixed with a murderous and heart-rending hatred.

Xiao Lisheng, I'm back, have you washed your neck? Are you in jail?

The man screamed in fear only half of it, and he actually bit off his tongue alive, lost his breath, and his limp body was thrown into the mud like sackcloth.

Before she could ask, he was scared to death!

Suddenly, she felt a chill in the back of her head, as if there were two eyes like knives staring at her coldly in the dark, this feeling was extremely terrifying.

There are still people in this mass grave!

She smiled, and turned to look at the place where her gaze had come from.

The dark clouds slowly dispersed, the bright moon was silver, the white bones on the ground were bare and erected, and the bare ancient trees were swaying like ghosts.

Under the white cold moonlight, the tall white horse is a good horse, and the young general wearing a silver armor robe is on horseback, holding a cold and cold silver spear, majestic and graceful.

Under the moonlight, the general's robe was bloody, the silver spear was sharp, and his face was cold and sharp, like a ghost general on a moonlit night.

The clicking sound that the two men heard just now came from the sound of his horse's hooves, and Yun Ge understood that he must have seen all the things she killed just now.

"Enchantress." The young and indifferent voice, with the earth-shattering coldness, pointed directly at the cloud lyrics.

Yun Geci wanted to laugh, she was actually called a demon girl, she looked down at herself, her clothes were messy and dirty, and the blood flowing from the mouth of the man who bit off her tongue stained one of her hands around his neck red.

Her ghost appearance is indeed ominous.