Just as the perverted woman of Narcissus wanted to "harvest" my body, she and her mournful yellow dog suddenly stopped all action. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, Daffodils looked at my right shoulder in surprise and said, "You...... How could there be such a thing?!"

I don't even know what it is.

Looking at her appearance, I naturally looked back, wanting to see what was on my right that could surprise this female ghost so much.

Turning back slightly, I saw a white and bloody hand...... Gently on my shoulder!

The hand was small and white, but it was on my shoulder, so I could still smell the faint smell of blood emanating from those hands, and I could even feel the coldness of the arm through my clothes.

At the same time, the arm suddenly stretched out from behind my shoulder.

As the arm extended, I took out the head of half a woman behind my right shoulder, and although I couldn't see her face, those red eyes were frightening!

The "female ghost" of the daffodil grass is afraid of the one behind me, not to mention me who is not psychologically prepared?

After a scream, I jerked the hand away and ran several steps away before turning to look at the "man" behind me.

After the fright, I realized that it was no one else, but the spirit of the knife that had been following me, the ghost girl "Bamboo Poem".

Come to think of it, in such a dreamlike world that has various connections with reality, the daffodil grass that is pressed under the ground by big stones can come out, not to mention the bamboo poems that have been "stationed" in my mind?

Moreover, she was "materialized" because of the influence of this lake, and it was not once or twice.

But this time, Zhu Shi was different, and for the first time, I could fully see her face and those red and fierce eyes.

From the outside, Zhu Shi's face is still very pale, and the child's slender hair is stuck to the scalp, giving people a messy feeling, the kind that has been ruined, especially the eyes that are like blood hatred, which is extremely impressive.

The red of Zhushi's eyes is different, her pupils are dark black, but the whites of her eyes are red and cautious, and there are traces of blood flowing on her forehead, and those half-dried blood stains extend all the way, from the child's forehead to her cheeks, and then to her turquoise jacket and white collar.

I have worked as a laborer, and I know that when a person is injured at work, if there is a huge impact on the brain, especially the forehead and eye sockets, the whites of the eyes will become red and congested.

So, combined with the tragic situation of Zhu Shi, I naturally understood that before Zhu Shi died, he was repeatedly hit on the head with some kind of blunt object.

Moreover, it is beaten alive to death.

A knife wound that pierced his chest, a bloodshot anger in his eyes, a head that was repeatedly struck, and a young mind...... This was the "driving force" of her anger for hundreds of years.

I don't know why all the ghosts around me are "dead ghosts", but I understand that this bamboo poem is a wronged existence that has been "living" in the knife for hundreds of years, and it is a real "ghost". Compared to her, this daffodil grass is not dead...... I guess it's not that much missing.

The appearance of the ghost girl made me excited, and I knew that it was the arrival of the rescuers, so my waist suddenly straightened a lot.

I stood up straight, walked behind the ghost girl, and at the same time stretched out my hand, pointed to the daffodil grass with a worried face, and said, "Don't you just have a dog? I have it too, covered in scars, and I have been in the Qinglou factory!"

After we said this, the daffodil grass and the broken dog didn't show anything, but the bamboo poem suddenly raised his eyes and smacked me.

Her eyes were like knives, and I suddenly felt that I compared her to a dog....... It's a bit too much.

In the midst of the embarrassment, the yellow dog of the daffodil grass, who didn't know the height of the sky, couldn't bear it, and howled at the fierce bamboo poem.

The yellow dog's provocative howl was only one, but it stimulated the ghostly Zhu Shi's body to shake immediately!

She turned her head away and looked at the ignorant dog...... Licked his tongue.

Thanks to the ignorance of this broken dog, this bamboo poem did not anger me, but after licking his tongue, he ran straight in the direction of the dog.

Dogs are very intelligent animals, but no matter how smart they are, they lack the ability to judge and think, plus this is originally the realm of its master daffodil grass, which has a great advantage in terms of location.

Therefore, when the dog saw Zhushi rushing over, he didn't hide, but still showed his fangs and came head-on.

The bamboo poem in the cyan jacket skirt and the earthy yellow wild dog both rushed towards each other with all their strength, the wild dog shook his tongue and his eyes were straight and round, and his eyes were blue and blue, and Zhu Shi raised his slender hand in a gloomy face, and the black air was vertical and horizontal.

The dog and the child both showed an extraordinary momentum and gloom, and the lightning collided together!

The dog's fangs pierced through Zhu Shi's neck, and Zhu Shi's slender arm went straight into the wild dog's chest!

"Poof!Brush~!"

In the pain of opening the chest and breaking the lungs, although the dog's fangs were inserted into Zhu Shi's neck, his chest was also inserted by the ghost girl.

Although they hurt each other, they are actually ...... The winner is decided.

The beast was pierced through the chest by the arm of the bamboo poetry like a knife, and it couldn't be broken anymore, and the most amazing thing about this ghost girl was that even if the arm was inserted, it was still violently exerting force, tearing the yellow dog's chest apart little by little.

In the pain and wailing, the dog's teeth sank into Zhu Shi's neck but could not be pulled out or inserted, and in the end, Zhu Shi stretched out his left hand, held the dog's fangs with his thin fingers, broke them one by one, and restrained the yellow dog's head in his hand.

At this time, Zhu Shi was full of ghostly energy to the extreme, she was full of excitement in anger, grabbed the desperate yellow dog and smiled happily, and there was a trace of innocence and ...... Appetite!

I've seen Zhu Shi ruthless, and I understand that he is a delicious sword spirit, so her next move ...... I totally understand.

After Zhu Shi laughed, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit on the throat of the yellow dog, and his claws like knives kept inserting into the dog's chest to bleed and tear, desperately sucking and gnawing.

Real ...... Uncritically.

The battle between the "ghosts" and the ghosts was more terrible than I could have imagined, but I knew that she was hungry, she wanted to eat, and there was nothing to stop her from eating.

I even understood that in this illusion, the yellow dog and the daffodil grass could play with my thoughts and feelings, but it obviously had no effect on the bamboo poem, and I looked at everything in front of me and completely understood that the power of the bamboo poem was very strong, and in front of her, the daffodil grass and the yellow dog ...... Really not an opponent.

The yellow dog was miserable, and was gnawed raw by Zhu Shi, wailing again and again, but I didn't care about and didn't want to enjoy the picture of the victor's punishment, because I had more important things to do.

I want to take this opportunity to take back the spirit of the little plum from the daffodils. (To be continued.) )