"You...... You go to bed. Song Qian said hesitantly.

"Can you kiss it?"

"Didn't you kiss it?"

Zhang Beiye squatted in front of the bed and said, "That's not called kissing, kissing is called kissing." ”

"Don't be in such a hurry, okay? You have to cultivate a relationship. ”

"Not good."

After Zhang Beiye finished speaking, he leaned over, the closer the distance, the greater the temptation, and the girl's fragrance made it difficult to control herself.

Song Qian had already hid in the corner of the bed, knowing that there was no way out, so she had to purse her mouth, close her eyes, and pull the quilt tightly, looking very scared.

Zhang Beiye sighed, but still gave up, walked to the TV cabinet, took out a cigarette, stuffed it back, and said, "She said that I have ten wives." ”

Song Qian opened her eyes tremblingly, she was very surprised by Zhang Beiye, she thought that there was no room for escape tonight, but she didn't expect him to take the initiative to give up, this boy is quite reliable.

"Didn't you ask her what the hell was going on?"

"She said that her memory was badly impaired, and she only remembered what I was."

"You have ten wives, and she is still so desperate for you?" Song Qian asked in disbelief.

"Maybe I'm attractive."

"I don't see it." Song Qian muttered.

Zhang Beiye turned to look at Song Qian.

"She said, my ten wives may all die, and I may die too."

Song Qian was dumbfounded, and said that if she married Zhang Beiye, she didn't have to die?

The problem she faces now is that if she doesn't marry Zhang Beiye, the female ghost will not let herself go, and she will be killed next Saturday.

If you marry Zhang Beiye, you may also be killed.

Is this how it should be?

This is so frustrating, no wonder Zhang Beiye was able to restrain his beastly desires, and sighed.

"If I die, I can't help you." Zhang Beiye didn't know if he could wake up from the dream.

"It's dead left and right, if you want to open it, let's sleep." Song Qian replied.

Zhang Beiye lay on the bed and glanced at the 408 roommate group, these three guys chatted more than themselves, all kinds of YY.

"You say, will Xiao Zhangzi and Song Qian have some kind of intimate communication at this moment?"

"Surely he can't even find the door, he hasn't touched the girl, it's still so beautiful, it's predictable to be in a hurry." Zhao Dapang said.

"Sleeping in a room, he doesn't dare to act, it's definitely not as good as a beast."

Zhang Beiye was not in the mood to be poor with them, so he put down his mobile phone and fell asleep.

Soon his body temperature slowly decreased, until his whole body was cold, his eyelids blinked, and his body tried to struggle to wake up, but to no avail.

He fell into the endless abyss, falling rapidly in the darkness, as if lost in the vast universe, fear taking over his brain, his whole body paralyzed, unable to move.

In the infinite darkness of the world, he seemed to see a large tree hanging upside down in the air, covered with round fruits, no, not fruits......

He fell heavily on a hard object, and it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers, and there were piles of rubble everywhere.

The pouring rain poured down, Zhang Beiye was cold, and he couldn't feel the temperature of his body.

It wasn't until a flash of lightning struck in the air that he noticed a building next to him by the light.

It turned out that he was in a huge ruin, and he walked away from the building one foot at a time, trying to see what it was.

Another flash of lightning flashed, and he finally saw clearly, this was not a building, but a statue to the sky, standing in the middle of the ruins, and the ruins could still see the broken walls, it should be an ancient building collapsed.

The statue seems to be holding a giant axe in its hand, looking into the distance majestically, quite a style of looking down on all beings.

Except for the ruins and statues, there is nothing to see around.

Zhang Beiye touched the statue and wanted to climb up to see who this guy was, and how could he be in his dream?

There are a lot of scars on the statue, as if it has been chopped by something, and there is just a place to stay.

I don't know how long I crawled before I got to my arm.

He rode on the handle of the axe, and the raindrops fell from front of his eyes, and the bottom was deep below, and the thunder and lightning above his head were deafening, and he almost slipped down.

Zhang Beiye moved in front of the giant axe, and he could see the head of the statue, his long hair was messy, as if he was deliberately trying to make the effect of being blown by the wind, although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, he could feel its fierce and vicious murderous aura, and it was terrifying.

He dared to climb up, his fingertips frayed, and he didn't feel the slightest fear.

Stepping on the lips of the statue, grabbing the hair, and finally crawling to the eyes, there are no eyeballs in the eyes, which is a bit weird, could it be that the sculptor has forgotten?

Between the thick eyebrows of the statue, there was actually a small black mole, which was so black and glowing under the light of lightning.

Zhang Beiye wiped his fingers on his body, and there was no pain, he sighed, touched the black and translucent mole, and gently picked it, after all, it was too unique, and the material and color of the statue's body were different.

What he never expected was that he cut through the black mole, and there was actually a crack, and two wisps of black mist came out of it.

Zhang Beiye looked confused.

Your uncle, what kind of tofu scum project, I didn't use any force at all, who built it?

Two wisps of black gas penetrated Zhang Beiye's eyes, and cracks gradually appeared on the face of the statue, making him tremble with fright, it was easy to climb up, but it was difficult to climb down.

By the time he reached his lips, the statue had completely collapsed, and he had fallen with the rubble, dead.

He wanted to wake up, but he couldn't, the female ghost didn't seem to appear, she had already said it, it was just a traction.

A familiar voice suddenly came from the air, it seemed that in a dream, this voice was very familiar, that is, the cry for help of the second wife Song Qian.

"Ah...... Yes...... Kitano ...... Save...... Help me...... Help me......"

Song Qian's screams were heartbreaking.

Zhang Beiye's heart began to beat in the next bed, and he opened his eyes in a cold sweat, and jumped up from the bed in fright.

When he woke up from a dream just now, he was simply stunned, and Song Qian's appearance was very terrifying.

Song Qian didn't wake up, but struggled desperately with sweat, her expression was very painful, her eyes kept rolling up, and the corners of her eyes were full of tears, which was very painful.

It should have been a nightmare, Zhang Beiye picked her up, patted her face, and shouted: "Song Qian, wake up, wake up, wake up......"

After a long while, Song Qian opened her eyes, didn't think about it, and hurriedly hugged Zhang Beiye and cried on his shoulder.

"I ...... I dreamed again that I was being run over by a car. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here." Zhang Beiye wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and comforted.

But there are eight ups and downs in her heart, could it be that Song Qian still has a mental problem?

This wife can't be married, but her pitiful appearance makes people feel very distressed to watch.

"I'm so scared."

"Calm down, calm down, have you read the license plate?"

"I didn't see it clearly, the speed was too fast, okay...... There seems to be a 3. ”

"It's okay, think slowly." Zhang Beiye held Song Qian in his arms and comforted her for a while before she fell asleep tiredly.

A 3, too little information.

……

When she woke up the next morning, Song Qian had already finished taking a shower, she put away all her things, and said, "Since you can't hide from her here, it's better to go home, she didn't hurt us." ”

"That's your house, I'll live in the dormitory."

"It's okay, you just live in my house, and today we will go and get the marriage certificate."

"You're in too much of a hurry, getting a marriage certificate is a big deal."

Song Qian was anxious again, threw her clothes on the bed, took out her household registration book and threw it on Zhang Beiye, crossed her waist, and lost her temper.

"It's been one night, I have less than six days left, I almost died of fear in my dream last night, don't you stay with me? What kind of husband is it, if that female ghost gets angry, I won't live for six days, she's so fierce, she will really kill. ”

This husband really makes Zhang Beiye very useful, who can resist Song Qian's charm, besides, people are so active.

I was also scared by her appearance last night, I have never seen anyone roll her eyes in nightmares, someone has to wake her up, something will really happen.

The female ghost also told him in person that if Song Qian didn't marry her, she would kill her.

Anyway, it's just a matter of getting a certificate, so let's leave if you can't do it, let's get this matter clear first.

"Okay." He replied helplessly, feeling that he had already fallen into the trap.

"How long does it take to drive to your house to get your household registration book?"

"More than two hours."

"That's not far, go to your civil affairs bureau to register, and then go back to Jiangzhou."

When Zhang Beiye was washing, he looked carefully at the center of his eyebrows, and there was no black mole, he knocked on the mirror, wanting to ask what the situation of the female ghost was.