The layout in the boudoir is naturally very different from the new house. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Shen Xingyue is a romantic girl, all the furnishings in the room are elegant and beautiful, there is a white porcelain vase on the table, and in the vase, there are pear blossom branches that have just been picked and are still with early morning dew.

The windows are open, and the morning wind blows slowly, fresh and comfortable, blowing the tulle bed curtain lightly and flying, like a fairyland.

Shen Xingyue was lying on the bed, not asleep, nor getting up, as if she was lazy at the moment when she just woke up in the morning.

But slowly swept through the room, the eyes fell on the white pear branch on the table, the flower is brilliant, a gust of wind blows, the blooming petals swirl and fall on the table, and then, for some reason, the white color seems to be dyed with a layer of faint red, and then it becomes more and more red, red like fire, red like blood.

Shen Xingyue sat up suddenly, and there was a shadow in the room, and she realized that in front of the bed, not far away, there was actually a person standing, a man with a backlit face who couldn't see clearly.

The man seemed to have just crawled out of the water, dripping wet, and after a while, he was wetting the place where he was standing. His clothes and hair were also wrapped with black-green aquatic plants, and in the whole room, the fragrance of pear blossoms was replaced by a rotten smell, which made people smell sick.

But Shen Xingyue was not an ordinary person after all, although she was surprised in her heart, she couldn't say that she was afraid, but stared at the person and blurted out: "Are you Zhao Chengshan?" ”

is entangled with this body, as far as she knows, there is only one Zhao Chengshan. And the vision encountered twice when passing by the Baishui River is, needless to say, also related to this man.

When the man heard Shen Xingyue speak, he suddenly grinned, spit out a mouthful of water suddenly, and said tenderly: "Xingyue, don't you keep calling me Brother Cheng, why haven't you seen me for a few days, and you have been so angry?" You know, I've been waiting for you so hard......"

This voice is exactly the same as the voice of the man with a muffled sound of water that Shen Xingyue heard on the Baishui Bridge, it seems that although the tomb is in a mass grave, the Baishui River is the place where Zhao Chengshan died, so the soul is trapped in the water and cannot be at peace.

In all fairness, this Zhao Chengshan is not ugly, and he is also a gentle scholar like jade, but now he is really infiltrating, even if he spits out words with deep affection, it only makes people feel terrible.

Of course, Shen Xingyue didn't feel terrible, she only felt bored. She chose this body to enter, firstly, because it is not easy to find a suitable body, and it is not a shopping street, you can have whatever you want, you can choose. Second, because of this identity, he has a marriage contract with Xiao Mo and becomes Shen Xingyue, so he can justifiably marry into the Xiao family and marry Xiao Mo, and he doesn't have to spend any extra time getting closer.

Unexpectedly, the trouble-free became untroublesome, Xiao Mo was not the Xiao Mo in his heart, Shen Xingyue was also burdened with such a confused emotional debt, which made the resentful spirit linger.

But as the saying goes, it's easy to ask God and it's hard to send God, now that he has been on Shen Xingyue's body, he has stepped into this confused and chaotic relationship, if he can't completely solve it clearly, and if he wants to get out, it's not so easy.

Shen Xingyue was thinking about it, but Zhao Chengshan had already moved, he dragged a long water stain, and walked over step by step, although the movement was slow and almost like crawling, but step by step, it was getting closer and closer to the bed, and the long outstretched arm was about to reach Shen Xingyue's clothes.

Shen Xingyue was not afraid, but she would not want such a filthy resentful spirit to touch her, and she didn't want to think about it, so she stretched out her hand and waved it out, a green light flashed, and then someone firmly grabbed her wrist.

"Shen Xingyue, wake up, ......" Xiao Mo leaned over the bed and pressed on top of Shen Xingyue, saying in his heart that he was fortunate that he had been prepared, otherwise, this time he would have been really unclear.

Shen Xingyue woke up from her dream and took a deep breath, only to find that the person in front of her was not Zhao Chengshan, but Xiao Mo with a gloomy face.

Xiao Mo was frowning and looking at Shen Xingyue with full vigilance, with a kind of vigilance ready to make a move at any time, and on the ground, there was a broken vase, and it was estimated that it was the blow that was given to Zhao Chengshan just now.

Xiao Mo stared at Shen Xingyue's face, watching her slowly open her eyes, from dazed to sober, then let go, turned over and sat aside.

On the palm of his hand, there was a little sting, it was injured by the spikes on the whip when he grabbed Shen Xingyue's whip last night, although it was medicated, it was not good for a while.

Shen Xingyue grabbed her hair and sat up, looked at the sunset outside the window, spread it on the pillow and let out a long breath, "I have a nightmare." ”

When I went to sleep, it was just the right morning sun. It felt like I had just closed my eyes for a while, and now it was dusk.

"You're not having a nightmare, you're ghosted." Xiao Mo's tone was not good, he felt that it was okay for ordinary people to encounter such a thing as a ghost, but Shen Xingyue, a spirit who didn't know how many years of cultivation, would actually encounter it, it was a joke to say, it was a shame.

Of course, now that Shen Xingyue is nominally her wife, there is naturally his share among the people who are lost.

"It's not a ghost." Shen Xingyue said helplessly: "It's just that I was affected by Zhao Chengshan's resentment." Originally, with his ability, he couldn't control me, but this body was too deeply entangled with him in the past, so it also affected me. Don't get in the way, just one Zhao Chengshan, even if it turns into a resentful ghost, I don't care about it. ”

Although Shen Xingyue was helpless, although she knew that last night was a little dangerous, to be honest, she hadn't taken Zhao Chengshan as a thing yet, she was in the mountains, and she was in the company of elves and ghosts every day, and she was almost about to achieve a positive result, which was by no means comparable to an ordinary ghost. Otherwise, she wouldn't even be afraid of a demon hunter like Xiao Mo, who is obviously a ruthless character, and even didn't take it seriously.

Looking at Shen Xingyue's indifferent look, Xiao Mo rarely persuaded kindly: "Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years." I've seen a lot of powerful people, but no matter how powerful a person is, he can't afford to take the consequences of underestimating the enemy. ”

When he said this, Xiao Mo actually sighed a little, as if he thought of something touching from the past.

Shen Xingyue was very keenly aware of Xiao Mo's tone, these days of getting along, if she said that she was not curious about Xiao Mo, it was false, but because she knew that she would not say anything if she asked him, she kept silent. Now listening to him say this, I can't help but say: "Why, have you gone through any careless things that you regretted at the beginning, tell me, speaking of which, although my time in the mountains is long, but most of them are dull and boring, but you must have had many very interesting experiences." ”