Chapter 7, Scars and Thorn Painting

The son is silent, and the power is confused!

The female ghost is very beautiful, that is, she can see it, the female ghost is like an orchid, she can smell it, and the female ghost is smiling, that is, she can hear it! The fist was slowly clenched, Su Ang stared at the other party's face, believing that if the fist smashed up, it could also touch the other party!

can see, smell, hear, touch......

Even if the other party claimed to be a female ghost, even if the other party said that it was a ghost who was hanged in this house, Su Ang didn't think that he would have the slightest power to resist!

"What do you want to do?" Su Ang clenched his fists tighter.

Fingers raised, the female ghost floating in the air stared at Su Ang's left forehead, as well as the left cheek, and said with a disgusted expression: "This scar is really ugly." ”

"You've got so sharp eyes!"

Su Ang wanted to say this, and the female ghost who crossed the beautiful green bamboo thorn painting and poked his pain point directly was obviously ten out of ten malice, he didn't mind fighting back a few words, and he didn't mind that he would strike first and swing a punch like this.

But the ironic words could not be spoken, the bones of the body were also soft, and the female ghost in front of her suddenly blurred, with the clear spirit of the mountain, with the beauty of the rainbow, with the tinkling of the spring water!

No woman can catch up with one ten-thousandth of the woman in front of her!

"It's so beautiful~" Su Ang stretched out his hand blankly.

"Then kiss me. The female ghost also stretched out her hand, her red nails flashing with cold light.

It's just a white body, Su Ang, who can't use his talents and is almost like an ordinary person, can't resist the charm of the female ghost at all, Tang Bohu and the others in the Meixin Divine Court sighed, but they can't do anything if they can't get any response from Su Ang.

But at this time, Su Ang's eyes cracked, blood flowed out, as if it was tears, and a soft call sounded in his mind.

"Don't worry about your parents, I persuaded them to go back, and in the future, I will provide for them in old age. ”

"You can stay at ease, you don't have to worry about anything, I sold the company and the house, and the money is enough for us to live for more than ten years. ”

"I don't rush you, I don't urge you, I'll accompany you ......"

"Really, I'll always be with you, you...... Look at me! Suang, I miss you so much......"

Yiren is deeply affectionate, why do you hate it?

Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son!

Compared with that affectionate wonderful person, what elf, what fairy, what beautiful mountain ghost, what fart!

Boom!

The pupils focused instantly, Su Ang's eyes were clear, and in front of him, the female ghost who was charmed and broken, the upper and lower rows of snow-white small teeth rattled, and they were ejected more than three feet away.

"Good, good!"

Her face was a little pale, and she was dressed in a snow-white gauze dress, and the female ghost praised it repeatedly: "It is worthy of the infatuated Lang Su Ang, the slave family understands and admires, the slave family, never kills the infatuated Lang!"

"Then thank you for not killing?" Su Ang stood up, still vigilant.

"Don't be too busy thanking just yet. ”

The female ghost floating in the air waved her hand: "The slave family never kills people who can resist the charm, and being killed by the wicked does not mean that the slave family hates even good people, but ......" Speaking of this, the corners of the pale cyan mouth hooked up and ridiculed: "But only your infatuated Lang Su Ang is an exception, breaking the law for a woman! Involving his brother for a woman! Harming the family for a woman! You, an infatuated man, are not a good infatuated man." ”

Hey, even the ghosts and elves know that they are notorious to this point, predecessor, how miserable are you?

Su Ang didn't care about the woman he loved in his predecessor, but he couldn't explain it, and he couldn't explain it, so he had to stand firm, his feet were not bad, and he came out in a fighting posture.

"Do you want to fight with the slaves......? Hmm, what's going on?"

The female ghost, who was covering her cherry lips and smiling, and didn't put Su Ang in her eyes, was suddenly stunned, and pointed at the tips of Su Ang's hair, and the mosquitoes that had been hiding in her hair lit up, and there was a sound of talking.

Moreover, the timbre of this voice turned out to be Su Ang's?

"There are dozens of households in Nanning, but are they all of them of different races? There are tens of thousands of households in Chen'an County, is it true that the Dongtu County next door also belongs to a different race? There are eleven counties in the territory of my Yao country, including roads, mountains and forests, rivers, and lakes, are the ghosts and spirits inside not the people of my Yao country?"

"Could it be that the ghosts and spirits inside are not the people of my Yao country?"

"Isn't the ghost in there...... The people of my Yao country?"

The female ghost couldn't help but repeat the last sentence, and couldn't help but murmur one more time, looking at Su Ang with beautiful glasses like a crescent moon, full of incredible feelings: "What did you just say to govern the country and level the world, and the slave family only listens to it as a joke, but now, ...... Su Ang, who was bewitched by a woman into such an infatuated lover, has he been enlightened?"

"It's kind of an enlightenment. Shrugging his shoulders, Su Ang smiled bitterly.

"Well, the slave family won't kill you, you can live in peace for the night. ”

"It's that simple?" Suang couldn't believe it.

"Don't doubt it, the slave family is a ghost, and he doesn't have to lie to you. ”

The female ghost floated to the beam of the room, sat down, and changed a jade comb to comb her hair, and for a while, it was a black waterfall like a cloud, and a white veil like a dream.

Later, the female ghost stepped on a strange step and floated towards the door of the house, the wall, the ground, and even the table where Su Ang had stayed, all shot sharp blood-red arrow light, but the dense hundreds of arrow lights, all of which subtly grazed the female ghost's body, the female ghost was very light, and slid out of the guest house.

"I can figure out the ability of Fang Shi, although the strength of this girl is weak, but she is very smart. ”

In the Eyebrow Divine Court, Tang Bohu shook the folding fan and smiled softly: "It's that prison gate Xinfu, whose strength is barely a little bit stronger, and he can break the spirit and remember the sound, and he is a great hero." ”

is equivalent to a hero with a humanistic position, and his strength is just barely a little bit stronger?

Thinking about Tang Bohu's reputation, Su Ang was speechless, flicked his sleeves, and saluted outside the door: "I still have to thank you for not killing." ”

"Shh

Outside the door of the house, the female ghost stepped barefoot on the emerald treetops, pursed her lips, and said: "Thank you for the grace of not killing? Is this guy really enlightened? It's so sour to speak! How can you pass the county exam like this?"

It's sour, though......"

Su Ang also felt that it was really sour to talk like this, but someone in the Meixin Divine Court asked him to say this, and he still said it, seeing that there was no female ghost outside the door, he sat back and continued to study poetry with Tang Bohu.

And the depths of his divine court have become a mess.

"Liu Sanchang, you don't teach Su Ang to please women!"

"Dongpo old dog, you don't care about my son's business!"

Liu Yong and Su Dongpo had a quarrel, Tang Bohu brushed open the folding fan, looked at the beauty picture on the folding fan, and said indifferently: "Contemptible people think that men, if they have three wives and four concubines, they are nothing." ”

"Brother Bohu, the children's personal affairs are the most delayed...... Well, depending on you. ”

On the times, on fame, and on essay collection, Su Dongpo and Liu Yong are not under Tang Bohu, but it is very strange that when Tang Bohu opened his mouth, both of them agreed, as if Tang Bohu said, they would not question it.

For this special treatment, Tang Bohu just smiled freely and continued to teach Su Ang's poetry.

Wang Wei and the others, but they didn't know why, and their voices were so small that Su Ang couldn't hear them.

"Poetry, in fact, is not so simple, rhyme and meaning are just a small way, the emotions inside are the key, you can't understand the state of mind when I write poetry, you can't write poetry with talent, and the state of mind, even if I wait, I can't teach you out in words......"

Sentence by sentence, the analysis is thorough, Su Ang has only recovered his body for a short time, and after a long day of travel, he still can't help falling asleep. And on the mountain road outside the house, two people hurried away.

"Let's go! Su Ang Xiao'er must be in the house in front, as long as we kill him, a hundred acres of fertile land will belong to us!"

"It's not worth it, taking a big risk to walk at night, just for this little bit of fertile land?"

As a younger brother, Zuo An complained again and again, and kept an eye on the surrounding environment, for fear of a terrible ghost and spirit coming out, Zuo Teng pulled his younger brother to speed up his pace, and said gloomily: "You can't let that little child return to Chen'an County, although the Su family is in decline, although Masur is a wasted person, but Nasur's wife is not an opponent to provoke!"

"But I heard that Jiang didn't like Su Ang, and I wish Su Ang was dead immediately?"

"Of course, Jiang was originally the wife of the eldest master, but now she has dropped two levels and has become the wife of the horse lord, she must hate Su Ang'er to the bone, besides, who is supporting your father, you must not think of it...... Stop! Don't talk about this, it's time to give up!"

Seeing the light of the candle flame in front of them, the two of them looked evil, grabbed the knife at their waists, and hurried over.

And behind them, a white veil slowly disappeared......

The night is as cool as water, and the lights are as bright as beans.

For readers, the head cantilever and the taper strand are not just talking. Su Ang only slept for a short while, and was yelled at by Tang Bohu, and when he was allowed to sleep, he habitually couldn't sleep, and woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly knocked over the oil lamp.

Syllable!

The description of the left bank is withered, the dry corpse falls to the ground, and his face is full of satisfaction, as if he has just spent a good night with the bewitching woman, but he didn't even kiss his mouth, and after being charmed, the female ghost sucked his spirit dry from a distance of two feet.

However, the crisp voice woke Zuo Teng, and the scabbard in his hand swayed with black light, and the female ghost was snorted with a puff of dark green smoke.

The female ghost's face changed greatly, Ren Xia combined the spirit and his own internal breath, the power of the blessing of the two was very great, the knife was not unsheathed, but she really suffered a joint blow from Zuo Teng and the spirit that turned into a long knife, and her soul almost collapsed.

Seeing Zuo Teng's younger brother's corpse, his eyes flashed with sadness, but then he was filled with joy, and the son taught by the jackal-like greedy Zuo Geng was even more greedy, as soon as Zuo Tan died, the family property belonged to him, he got up while drawing his knife, staring at the female ghost with full attention, to kill and give Zuo Geng an explanation.

Before he could stand up, the long table slammed into his back, like a black bolt of lightning, and knocked him to the ground.

"Where's the rat!"

Zuo Teng subconsciously pressed the ground and wanted to stand up, but Su Ang grabbed his wrist and pressed his knee against his neck, Su Ang's eyes flashed with anger, and the twenty moves of the enemy fist learned from the police academy were used to the limit, and Zuo Teng's arm was torn off.

"It's you, Su Ang Xiao'er, you're looking for death!"

I felt a sharp pain in the elbow joint, but Zuo Teng was smiling, his inner breath was surging, he turned his arm over, and even Su Ang was pressed to the ground, he roared, raised his palm, and wanted to drag Su Ang up and then smash it to the ground, but when he smiled, pale blue lips appeared in front of him.

He was much luckier than Left Bank, at least, half a foot closer to his pale cyan lips.

But as a result, it makes no difference......

Shout~

"We're clear. ”

Pushing her palm forward, Zuo Teng's corpse snapped to the ground, and the female ghost wiped her lips, which seemed to be a foot and a half apart, this Zuo Teng still made her feel disgusted.

"No, it's one more life-saving grace. Su Ang pointed to the two corpses, and recognized them as Zuo Geng's two sons, compared to Zuo Geng, these two people were more ruthless: "They are here to kill me, so, I owe you again." ”

"Then you owe more, and along the way, the slave family will keep you safe. ”

Approaching Su Ang, the female ghost raised her finger and pointed to Su Ang's left forehead.

Su Ang smiled bitterly: "I know, the scar is ugly. ”

"No, it's the thorn-painted bamboos that are beautiful. ”