Chapter Sixty-Nine: Ancient Rumors
"Not a man or a woman?" Feng Qi was the first to speak up and leaned forward, "How do you say you know?" β
So exciting, is it a shemale? Cissy?
The female ghost shrank back into the wall again, almost one head remaining, and her long black hair fluttered.
Ning An only felt a chill.
It's weird! It's like a horror movie she watched before! A ghost head sticks out of the wall!
Dancing with teeth and claws! The kind that bleeds all over the face!
The female ghost shuddered: "It... Its voice is sometimes male and sometimes female! β
"Hermaphroditic?" Ning An blurted out and received two glances.
Wen Luoyan and Yun Qingge looked at Ning An in unison, feeling that this word was very novel.
But it's apt.
"This Wutong Lake, in addition to the river demons in recent years, what other legends are there?" Wen Luoyan chuckled, his brows lowered, and his voice was like spring breeze and rain.
Female Ghost: ......
I'm scared.
As soon as Wen Luoyan's words fell, the female ghost shrank into the wall, and even only half of her face was exposed.
Feng Qi was amazed.
This female ghost is quite accurate in seeing people?
The female ghost shook her head again and again.
Last time, she was about to tell them all the bad things about her ancestors' eighteenth generation, and if she still wanted to listen, she really couldn't make it up.
She's so bitter, really bitter! The kind that ate countless coptis.
The last time it was so bitter... Not last time!
Wen Luoyan retracted his gaze, and he didn't know when there was a square brocade cloth in his hand, and he gently wiped the demon knife in his hand.
The red gem on the hilt of the knife is dazzling even in today's light.
Like flowing blood.
"Tsk... Is there really none? "The blade was pitch black, but it shone with a cold light.
The young man holding the knife smiled with his eyebrows, his eyes wandered over the blade, and his voice was gentle as if it could overflow water.
The female ghost felt a cold wind blow around her neck, making her feel cold all over her body.
Even the soul felt cold and broken.
What to do... I want to retract my head too!
But... Who the hell is hey!
It's cold and creepy! Isn't this the effect that comes with her appearance?
Despite the roar in her heart, the female ghost still wanted to live in a dog's secret, so her unsound brain spun rapidly, and between the lightning and fire, the female ghost screamed.
"I remember!"
Ning An covered his ears.
You don't have to be so loud.
[Abuse the pen fairy like this, I can be regarded as unique] The voice of the system has an indescribable weirdness.
It really doesn't know how to express what is in its heart....?
...... in your heart?
The system fell silent.
The host is good.,It's a good way to sell the game of pen immortals to the cultivation world.γ
Break the balance of the Six Realms, starting with the host playing the pen fairy.
The host's quality is not suitable for the task of group pets, and it is suitable for the task of the heinous big devil of the six realms of Huohuo!
Ning'an: ......
Although the system's voice was flat, she always felt that the system was scolding her.
"I remember! Before the sacrifice, Wutong Lake already had the legend of the river demon. β
"Legend has it that the river demon is a woman who has been let down!"
The female ghost's sharp voice was hurried and frightened, and the fear was interpreted to the extreme.
Female ghost: I play myself.
Ning An plucked out his ears and listened to Yun Qingge persuade the female ghost to speak quietly.
In the next few minutes, the female ghost succinctly told the legend about the previous legend of Wutong Lake.
The clichΓ© made Ning An feel that he could guess the ending after listening to the beginning.
A woman provides for her husband's education, and then sends her husband to Beijing to take the exam. Her husband was a top student in high school, but he married a high-ranking lady and never returned to Wutong Town.
And the woman waited for her husband in the lake every day with a small boat, and then died in the lake and turned into a ghost.
Feng Qi shook his head after hearing this: "Tut-tut, another scumbag." β
Isn't this Chen Shimei?
Where is this Wutong Town where the feng shui is bad? Net out scumbag!
Ning An: "Wonderful. β
Yun Qingge and Wen Luoyan looked at Feng Qi and Ning An at the same time.
It's not enough for these two people to stay out of the matter, it's like they're watching the excitement, so they have to judge?
Yun Qingge felt that if she was this female ghost, she must want to kill these two people.
"Alright, let's go check it out tomorrow morning." Yun Qingge waved his hand, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Well, seeing this girl in red, most of the depression in my heart has disappeared.
That's nice!
In the future, if you are in a bad mood, you will call this pen girl to contact and contact feelings.
Yun Qingge waved his hand at the female ghost, his smile shining brightly.
Female Ghost: ......
It's true... I'm really scared!
Ning An also left in a hurry, and ran to his room with a smoke.
As soon as she bypassed the screen, she saw the fox squatting upright on the quilt, looking at her.
Pei Yi was a little irritable, and after watching the girl's figure appear, his heart was a little soothed.
"Just coming back?"
The young man's voice was cold, but there was some hoarse graininess in his voice, and he was a little depressed.
I don't think I slept well.
Ning An was a little surprised, and sat on the edge of the bed and scooped the fox into his arms.
He lowered his head and rubbed the fox's forehead: "Alas, why don't you sleep?" β
She remembered that when she left, the fox slept soundly.
"Sleep?" Ning An rolled onto the bed with the fox in his arms and asked softly.
She's also a little tired.
What's going on these two days, it's all nocturnal activities.
She's getting a little bit of a jet lag.
Pei Yi: ......
I didn't know how to answer for a while.
Ning An rubbed the fox's head, feeling that the fox seemed to be a little aggrieved.
Ha ha.
If that's the case, she'll be happy.
"Soul Gathering Grass, when do you want it?" Ning An touched the fox's back and smoothed the fox's fur.
Pei Yi was stunned: "Wait a little longer." β
Snow Lotus of a Thousand Mountains... Not fully digested.
This body is just advanced, and if you advance again, the interval is too short.
I can't afford it.
Pei Yi felt that the Soul Gathering Grass was given to him, and he felt awkward for a while.
In his previous life, if he needed it, he would even grab it with peace of mind.
"Ning'an?" Pei Yi shouted softly.
There was no response for a while.
When the fox looked up, he saw the girl's quiet face.
Slept.
Pei Yi shrank into Ning An's arms.
In the past two days, Ning An has indeed been very busy, and it seems that he is very busy day and night.
Is it worth it?
What does this monster in the world matter to them?
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"Lan Chun ......"
"I'm here, ma'am."
"Do I really love Murong An?"
"Madame, of course! Back then, you desperately rescued the general from the battlefield... You walked alone with the general on your back for many days...... The people of the frontier are all competing to preach praises, saying that you are deeply in love. β
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The leaves fell silently, and a long sigh came from the darkness.
It's that she loves the wrong person...
Was it ever so memorable?