"Tonight, everyone stays in their rooms, don't come out until dawn, remember, I mean dawn literally, no one is allowed to go out of their room until they see the sun, remember?"

"But," said one woman, embarrassed, "we will get up at five o'clock in the morning......

In Qiu Shiren's gaze, she couldn't say the words that followed.

Many people think that the rooster will be safe after crowing, but they don't know that when black and white are communicating, it is the most dangerous, he said coldly: "If you don't want to live, you can go out at five o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

The woman bowed her head timidly: "I, I'll wait until dawn to come out." ”

"What if I'm going to the bathroom?" One of the children, who was in junior high school, was probably in the rebellious period, and was very disdainful of the god stick and the poet, saying that he was asking questions, but his tone was very provocative, "Pull in your own room?" ”

"Wherever you pull." Qiu Shishi has always been too lazy to help people who are bent on looking for death, "Out of his own room, he doesn't care if he lives or dies." ”

The boy wanted to say something more, but with a pair of eyes from the poet, the boy who had just been unable to do it suddenly became timid, and when he came back to his senses, he had already missed the opportunity to speak.

After dinner, at about eight o'clock, everyone was driven back to the room by the poet, except me.

My mother was puzzled and held my hand tightly: "Why? ”

"She's been targeted, and it's useless to hide anywhere, so she can only stay by my side."

Although she knew that the last sentence meant very simply, her mother's expression was still strange for a second: "Then can I ...... with her?"

"I can't." For the sake of the mother-in-law, Qiu Shishi patiently said a few more words, "If there is really a situation at night, do you want me to protect you or your daughter?" ”

Such a sentence dispelled my mother's calculations, and she had no choice but to go back to the room by herself, and several bodyguards stayed in the room closest to my mother.

As soon as my mother left, I put my hands behind my back and looked sideways at Qiu Shishi, and then hung my head a little embarrassed, and drew on the ground on my toes.

Suddenly, his feet came into my sight, almost touching the tips of my toes, and I subconsciously looked up, only to see him leaning down, and I was hugged tightly, and a hot and fierce kiss fell.

It's really ferocious, the feeling of wanting to swallow me, makes me palpitate, panic and can't help but surrender to him.

After a kiss, he also bit me!

My lips were red, my eyes were wet, and I couldn't pretend to be angry if I wanted to.

He didn't leave, his forehead was still against mine, his eyes were heavy on me, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You are my bride!" ”

In this sentence, he said it very fiercely, and there is a ruthless murderous aura that whoever dares to rob him will kill him!

I hooked my lips uncontrollably, and the disgusting feeling made by the declaration of "Zhang Xingyi" was erased by the kiss of the poet, leaving only a deep joy.

This man, who doesn't know what gentleness is, is the most gentle.

Wrapping my arms around his broad back, I buried my face in his shoulders and sighed softly, and when I opened my eyes to him today, I wanted to do this, until everyone was driven back to the room, and I could finally hug him properly, and my heart that had been floating finally fell to the ground.

"Let's go." The two of them warmed up for a while, and Qiu Shiren gently let go of me, and then took my hand again.

When he came to the door of his mother's room first, Qiu Shiren took out a piece of talisman paper and pasted it on the door.

"Is one enough?" I subconsciously asked, and there was such a thin one on the huge door.

Qiu Shishi glanced at me, took out a piece of talisman paper again, and pasted it with a "snap", like a child who was not favored and was losing his temper.

I was amused by him, took his hand and said, "Enough, sure enough." ”

He dragged me to the next room, and pasted a piece of rune paper on the door of their room, which I don't want to underestimate, and no one outside can buy it, this man who is not angry with the people who stay in the ancient house is doing his best to protect them.

What surprised me was that he hadn't asked everyone where they lived before, after all, this mansion was not small, but he had the same eye as a sky, and accurately found their respective rooms, and didn't miss any of them, as long as they all listened to Qiu Shishi's stay in their rooms and didn't come out, they would be able to spend tonight safely.

After pasting the talisman paper on the door of the resident's room, Qiu Shiren began other work.

Formation, and seduction.

He explained to me what things attract ghosts and what they avoided or even feared, and then briefly explained to me the arrangement of the formation.

When he said this, he was the strictest teaching director, and several times I couldn't help but straighten up and listen to the training, poor Baba.

"Dead man, I'm sure the talisman I drew should be fine, so why didn't I sense it when Duan Fei had an accident? Moreover, I also gave you the talisman, why did she still have an accident? Didn't she wear the amulet I gave her? ”

"No, she should have worn it." Qiu Shiren put down the three fingers that were thinking together, "You didn't feel it, it's because you and her happened at the same time, as for my talisman, it's a talisman, she's still alive, isn't it?" ”

It dawned on me that it was.

……

There are bells hanging in a hallway, but these bells are as broken as if they are broken, and no matter how you pull the red rope that connects the bells, the bells will not ring.

The red rope of the bell led all the way to a small hall, where the doors and windows were closed, and from time to time there was a subtle moan that made people blush and heartbeat.

I sat on the lap of the poet with a red face, put my arms around his shoulders, and played kisses with him.

It was really playing, deducing a passionate and hot atmosphere, and the moan he forced me to make, and I was ashamed to pronounce, "Ah...... Well...... Words such as "not ......", because of the lack of proficiency in business, the pronunciation is very rigid and single.

He patted me on the buttocks: "Put in a little." ”

"I," I squirmed, "I won't!" ”

He slapped it again, as if to warn me not to move, and I realized that he was ...... It was so hot that I almost jumped.

This person was born tall, and in some places he is more powerful and majestic than ordinary people!

He pressed me back!

"Don't move." His hoarse voice was a real warning.

I didn't move.

I'm ashamed...... I thought he was a scavenger before, but I didn't see him have a particularly strong impulse that can be N times a night like the one I talked about, and I almost thought I was too charming.

Is the relationship too good for self-control before?

He pressed my back and told me to lie on top of him: "Come again." ”

I squirmed for a moment before trying to open my mouth: "Ah...... Ahh

He actually bit me in the neck!

"Wouldn't that be better?" He didn't look like he was standing up for desire, leaning back in his chair, a mischievous smile on his lips.

I was unwilling to retaliate against him, and I lay on his neck and bit him, which seemed to stimulate him, and his hand on my waist pressed me hard into a certain place, and I "hummed" uncontrollably.

In this beautiful atmosphere, the bell that I thought was broken outside suddenly rang "jingle bell".

All the passions that sweetly wanted to go further dissipated in this ringing, and even if they had been prepared, they were still nervous, and their backs were tense.

Qiu Shishi, who was so close to me, naturally felt it, made a stroking motion and put his hand on my back, comforted me carefully, and then kissed my ear and whispered: "I am here." ”

As he spoke, he pressed my cheek with his other hand and pinched me in front of him, and he leaned over and kissed me gently.

So, the bell outside rang more and more violently, and the closed door "snapped" open, but there was no one outside the door, but a fierce hurricane blew in, and rolled in several dead leaves and pieces of paper, this wind, in the cold winter night, was enough to make people gasp for a few breaths, I turned my back to the door, and my hair was blown up, and then scattered in front of me, and there were several strands stuck to the poet.

He put one hand around me, his face was instantly cold, and the other hand fished behind the chair, a wooden sword appeared in his hand, and then almost stabbed out against me, I was still lying on Qiu Shishi, through the bronze mirror on the ground, I saw a figure suddenly appear behind me, Qiu Shishi's wooden sword was piercing his palm.

He howled, and continued to rush over regardless of it, Qiu Shishi's foot stepped heavily on the ground, and the bronze mirror shook up, and I reached out to hug it, and turned over in a difficult posture on Qiu Shishi's lap, aiming the bronze mirror at the approaching face!

This bronze mirror was made by Qiu Shishi himself, he was fed with blood, and he drew many charms, the power can be imagined, the other party let out a miserable scream, and retreated quickly, I can also see his appearance clearly.

is still the same face as Zhang Xingyi, but this time, he is no longer wearing the suit Zhang Xingyi was wearing when he got married, but a long robe, with long hair, but the front half of his head is bare.

However, there were several cracks on his pale face at this time, which should have been caused by the bronze mirror just now, and the golden light and black mist in the cracks were intertwined, and they looked hideous and terrifying.

But he didn't care about the scars on his face, and he didn't hide his anger, like a husband who met his wife's affair, and he couldn't wait to eat me and the poet alive.

This makes me particularly speechless, I'm with Qiu Shishi, where is this male ghost, is there too much drama, it's just self-inflicted.

Qiu Shiren hugged my waist, and while he got up from the chair, he picked me up and turned around for half a circle and put me behind him, turning the wooden sword in his hand to meet "Zhang Xingyi".

Judging from his clothing, this male ghost has been practicing Taoism for at least hundreds of years, and it is estimated that he has harmed a lot of people over the years, and the black qi on his body is billowing, not only terrifying, but also very powerful.

Even the poet had to make traps to catch him, which can be seen.

I stood in the corner, anxiously and worriedly looking at Qiu Shishi, although he stabbed "Zhang Xingyi" a few times, he was also knocked backwards by the other party's black gas spewing palm, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding!

"Dead man!"

I was so worried that I was so anxious that I only stared at the Qiu poet, I wanted to rush up, and I was afraid that I would become a burden, so I could only grit my teeth and "nail" myself in the corner, but I only cared about the attitude of the Qiu poet, and somehow made "Zhang Xingyi" even more angry, roaring and opening his hand, and everything in this small hall was suspended, and then smashed towards the Qiu poet one after another.

Qiu Shishi blocked a lot of things, but he was still hit by a chair, and his body flew upside down and hit a wall, I don't know if he hit his head, he actually stood like that and fainted, hanging his head, and my eyes widened when I saw it.

However, it didn't end there, and a heavy and heavy table of eight immortals rose, and I saw that it was about to smash towards the injured poet of the enemy, and suddenly stared at the table of eight immortals with hatred, and my mind desperately wanted to stop, stop, and stop for me!

My hair fluttered a few times without wind, and the Eight Immortals Table also stopped in the air under my strong consciousness, and I glared at "Zhang Xingyi" very unhappily, and the Eight Immortals Table immediately turned to "Zhang Xingyi" and flew over.

Before smashing into "Zhang Xingyi", he was chopped to pieces by "Zhang Xingyi".

Then, he looked at me even more greedily and licked his blackened lips: "Sure enough, as the man said, it can definitely make up for it." ”

"Make up for you!" I glanced at the Qiu poet who was still not moving, worried that it would turn into a raging flame, and I would not do anything else, so in anger I followed his behavior just now, controlled all the items in the small hall and floated up, and smashed them towards "Zhang Xingyi" one by one.

However, "Zhang Xingyi" is a ghost, the attack on these items does not hurt him much, I secretly pasted rune paper on one of the pieces of wood, the wood did not attract the attention of "Zhang Xingyi", and directly carried the impact of the wood, unexpectedly, the wood burst out of strong light, and half of his body was crooked.

This made "Zhang Xingyi" also angry, and as soon as his claws grabbed me in the air, I felt a pair of invisible hands choke my neck, lifting me up from the ground, and soon, my feet couldn't touch the ground.

Those things that were controlled by me fell one after another, and as soon as "Zhang Xingyi" threw his arm, I was thrown against a wall, and seeing that he was about to hit it, Qiu Shishi, who had not moved, suddenly opened his eyes, came to me at a very fast speed, hugged me, and fell back to the ground safely.

I looked up in a daze, looking from his chin...... The dead man is still the same dead man, but it doesn't feel the same to me, when he lowered his eyes, I saw that there was a trace of illusion of golden light in his black pupils, and the black pupils changed from round to oval.

His gaze at me has not changed, and he is still impatient with the gentleness that only understands each other in his indifference, but his overall aura and momentum seem to have risen to a great level, as if it is ...... It seems to be often said on TV, what self-seal has been lifted?

"You've done a good job," he said, with a gentle kiss on my cheek, "and as your man, I should defend my dignity too." ”

He turned his head and looked at "Zhang Xingyi" indifferently: "I'm going to seal his mouth and cut off his hands!" ”

I easily understood what the poet Qiu meant.

Just because of this girl, what he has said and done, he is my man, he can't bear it!

He pushed me back, and I stood against the wall.

It was still the wooden sword, Qiu Shiren held it horizontally in front of him, he held it with his other hand, and when he wiped it on the blade, the blood stained it, and after that, the whole blade was red, and if you looked carefully, the blade was glowing red.

Even, when Qiu Shishi waved away with his sword, I vaguely heard a "buzzing" sound...... Is this sure it's made of wood, not iron?

"Don't you have a dagger that's particularly powerful?" I couldn't help but ask, and every time he took that dagger out, I could clearly feel the fear.

"The dagger is too small," he squinted, "and it's not a good thing to cut." ”

As he spoke, "Zhang Xingyi" was already forced by the momentum of the enemy poet at this time, and attacked first.

Qiu Shishi held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the blade, which was already wider than an ordinary sword, became bigger and bigger "bang bang", and finally it was a little bigger than Qiu Shishi's whole person, and he was raised obliquely to the top of his head and cut down against "Zhang Xingyi".

"Zhang Xingyi" was still able to hide, resist, and even try to fight back at first, but gradually he found that his strength was slowly losing unconsciously, what was going on?

stiffened for a while, and finally was slapped on the ground by the great sword of the poet, almost knocking him to ashes.

Except when he first became a ghost, he was weak for a while, and then gradually grew stronger, until now he has hundreds of years of Taoism, even if he meets a few sorcerers and Taoists, he is no longer afraid, and he has eaten their souls to strengthen himself, you know, the soul of the capable person can be much more replenished than ordinary people.

He hadn't experienced the powerlessness to resist for a long time, so he could only let it be beaten.

He was frightened and thought about escaping, but the defense line that Qiu Shishi had arranged a long time ago could not be broken free by he, a ghost who jumped off the trap by himself, no matter which way he flew, even if he was knocked open by himself, as soon as he flew to the door, he was knocked back by an invisible force, and then he was slapped to the ground again by Qiu Shiren like a fly.

I can see that my eyes are shiny and shining, I have a boyfriend who is too handsome, how can I break my heartstrings at any time?

When "Zhang Xingyi" was no longer able to escape, and shrank on the ground and trembled because of the strength, the wooden sword turned back to its original state, and Qiu Shiren clenched his hands, raised it, and stabbed the male ghost under him fiercely, crossing his body!

"Ahhh......h

But just when the hundred-year-old ghost was about to be subdued, the whole house suddenly shook, I don't know why, but Qiu Shishi's face darkened with anger: "Damn, who moved the osmanthus tree!" ”

At the same time, "Zhang Xingyi" turned his head backwards, showing a mocking and smug smile, indicating that we could not kill him, and then he turned into a black mist and broke free from the sword of the enemy poet, flew out through the crack in the window, and disappeared in an instant.

It's like putting an iron hood on the outside of a thatched house, and when the iron cover is suddenly gone, how can the thatched house withstand the invasion of the wind.

I ran to the side of the poet: "How can this be? ”

He put away the wooden sword with a condensed face, pulled me out of the small hall, and then ran all the way out of the front of the house, in the courtyard of the front of the house, I turned on the light of my mobile phone, and followed him to the osmanthus tree.

At this time, there is an obvious cut mark on the trunk, perhaps this has little impact on the osmanthus tree, but the "cage" that the poet has just made is based on this century-old osmanthus tree, borrowing its protection of the valley house, and making a protective shield to trap "Zhang Xingyi" inside.

However, I don't know who, cut a knife in this osmanthus tree, don't underestimate this knife, it is enough to destroy all the arrangements of the Qiu poet, a bubble breaks a hole, which means that this bubble is useless, and you can only make a second bubble, but will the other party be so stupid that you fall into the trap twice in a row?

"Who didn't listen to you and sneaked out of the room?"

Qiu Shiren shook his head: "The talismans I put on their doors are all inductive, and I'm pretty sure they didn't come out, including that Zhang Xingyi." ”

But one thing is for sure, the ghosts can't destroy this osmanthus tree, it can only be man-made, the poet can calculate everything, but if someone wants to die, he can't help it.

"Let's go back." Qiu Shiren bowed to the osmanthus tree and pulled me back to the house.

He found a clean room, sat down with me in his arms, and leaned on him: "You can sleep, there is nothing else to do tonight." ”

"What about you?" I don't think he's going to sleep at all.

I looked up at him, and his eyes at this time had returned to their original appearance, and the slight change seemed to have never been.

He stroked my hair: "That terrible ghost has been hit hard, devouring other souls is the quickest way for him to save himself, the soul he has at hand now is only Duan Fei, who he can't move for the time being, it's hard to guarantee that he won't attack the people in this house, and the rune paper is not omnipotent, I have to look at it." ”

I put my arms around his neck, sat up a little straighter, and cheered up: "I'll accompany you, I'm not sleepy." ”

He sneered ruthlessly: "Just rashly used your mental power, will you be tired?" You don't laugh anymore. ”

I glared at him unhappily, did you have a boyfriend like this, so you don't give face to your girlfriend?

Pressing my head down on his shoulder, he decided domineeringly: "Go to sleep, do you want me to sing you a lullaby?" ”

"Okay!"

“……”

Qiu Shishi held back for a long time, but in the end he didn't hold back anything, but I lay on his shoulder and waited until I fell asleep.

When I woke up, there was already a faint light on the window, and I was shrunk into Qiu Shishi's arms, covered with a clean quilt that he had taken out of nowhere.

When I looked up at him, he also just lowered his head, and when you wake up in the morning and you open your eyes and see the person you love the most, you don't have to think about anything, I reached out and grabbed him by the collar and wanted to kiss him, and he also lowered his head cooperatively.

But when they met again, he suddenly said, "Your mother is here." ”

Me: "......"

In the end, the good morning kiss fell short, and he picked up the quilt, and I sat upright next to him, and then my mother hurriedly pushed the door in, and was relieved to see that I was fine.

On the other hand, her face is not very good, her eyelids are a little blue, and she guesses that she didn't sleep much last night.

I quickly stood up and grabbed her.

"How's it going? You okay? "As soon as she came, she took my hand and double-checked me to make sure I was okay.