Mingmao opened his eyes suddenly, and the tip of his nose smelled the smell of corruption.

She sighed inwardly, rolled over and got up, and sat down for a moment before reaching out and touching her body.

Her nails and hair grew a little longer, and she crossed time and space all at once, and time still left its mark on her.

It seems that during the time she disappeared, some people missed her very much.

But it's no wonder, after all, she will be eighteen years old soon, and it's normal for someone to make small moves.

I just don't know if it's a sudden rise or if I've already learned some news.

Mingmiao turned over and came down from the shelter, but the ground under her feet was bluestone slabs, and she looked up at her surroundings.

It was a burial chamber, and the place where she was sheltering was a sarcophagus, which was covered with soft satin, and it was very comfortable to lie on.

She slept very well without anyone disturbing her and she was satisfied.

The only thing I am not satisfied with is that even if the tomb is well built, it is old and the air is not very circulated, so it smells of decay.

This burial chamber is large, and there is an ear chamber next to it, which is lit with an everlasting lamp.

The walls of the tomb are carved with vivid murals, and Ming Hao took a look at it and found that this is probably the life of the owner of the tomb.

Suddenly, the flame of the lantern flickered, and a yin wind blew, and a figure quietly appeared behind Mingmao.

Ming Hao didn't reply: "Big beauty, it turns out that you are really a princess." No wonder the coffin is so comfortable, thank you! ”

She said as she turned her head and looked at the woman in front of her.

With a blue-white face, blood-red lips, no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only two blood holes in the black hole, and a rune paper pasted on the door of the head, it is obviously not a person.

The corpse had sensed three days earlier that the tomb had been occupied by a man who had an aura of fear and familiarity that she had in mind.

For the past three days, it has avoided the ear chamber, not daring to have any opinions, but it has also confirmed that this person has no intention of taking himself.

The corpse demon opened its mouth and sighed twice, as if remembering something, and stood in place in confusion.

Mingmao had already seen it, and there was no tongue in its mouth.

"Okay, I know, you have a grievance, I will help you."

She has seen the mural just now, a story of flounder love.

The corpse demon is the youngest princess of an ancient country, who has been spoiled since she was a child, and has been raised to be innocent and kind, and ignorant of the world.

She had a sweetheart, who was excellent and talented, and she worked hard to finally marry her.

Later, her father died, and that person was suspicious of the new king, and his ambitions could not be displayed, and he finally hated her completely.

I hate her innocence, I hate her for not eating the fireworks of the world, and the advantages of her former beloved, all of them are wrong, and even her breathing alive is wrong.

It only took three years for a good couple to become a resentful couple.

She died in the inner courtyard house, and was cut out of her tongue and gouged out her eyes by a powerful descendant, who was so grief-stricken that she didn't dare to say a word more.

Blood and tears rolled down the corpse demon's hollow eyes, and she recalled everything she had suffered in her life, and her heart ached, and she couldn't figure out why this happened.

Mingmao: "He has been reincarnated, but don't worry, since he promised to be with you for the rest of his life, he must fulfill his promise." ”

She pinched her fingers and calculated, and she didn't know if it was retribution, that person's family background in this life was quite ordinary.

He still has some ability, and when he was admitted to the local public office, his parents immediately disliked his girlfriend who had been talking to him for several years, and felt that the girl's family was an only child in the countryside, and she would have to support her parents in the future, so it was a drag.

The man thinks that his parents are right, but because he still loves his girlfriend, he goes on a blind date in pain, and secretly goes to see his girlfriend on the other hand.

Pulling so repeatedly made his girlfriend fall deeper and deeper, and he couldn't let go at all.

From ancient times to modern times, they have been as unresponsible as ever.

Mingmao decided to let the corpse demon make an appearance, lest the man still feel good about himself and feel how affectionate he is.

She uncovered the talisman from the corpse's forehead, then burned the talisman and sent it away.

The fact that the other party has been trapped here for hundreds of years without making trouble, but just sleeping, is enough to prove the tenacity of the heart.

I was almost used by someone with a heart and released to harm people, but fortunately, I was stopped by Minghao in time.

As long as the knot is settled, whether the corpse demon goes to reincarnate or chooses to stay in the underworld as a ghost, the future will not be bad.

The owner of the tomb left, and Minghao didn't linger any longer and walked out.

She guessed that there must be a lot of excitement outside, and a big drama was waiting for her.

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When it gets dark, it's the time when all the ghosts and spirits are in place.

When He Wangyao and Xian Ze were patrolling the valley, they saw a group of people breaking into the valley again.

This group of people held torches, and they even invited local gods to carry out blessing ceremonies.

One of them came out and said vigilantly: "We are here to worship the mountain god, this is our local custom, you outsiders should not make trouble." ”

He Wangyao was speechless, this group of people was really not afraid of death.

He looked up and saw an acquaintance in the ranks.

Zhang Xian saw He Wangyao and rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly to say hello, "You are also here." ”

The show "Asking the Spirit", because of the director Lu Yan's dangerous military behavior, exploded, and it was completely cool.

Several guests of the program group, Professor Luo has a main job, and he still goes to be his professor; Yu Shangyuan was originally from a family and did not worry about his livelihood; Meng Tiange and Granny Mei also have some skills, and they mix well.

Only Zhang Xian, because of his poor ability and spicy eyes, and he likes to brag and talk big, he was ridiculed by the group on the hot search.

The follow-up development was not good, and then it disappeared completely, but I didn't expect to continue to be a god stick in the people.

Relying on his miscellaneous work such as rolling nails and swallowing knives, the business is actually not bad, which is not another mess.

Zhang Xian knew that He Wangyao was a member of the Xuanmen, so he came over and whispered, "Master, there won't really be ghosts in this valley, right?" ”

He specially inquired, the people of Xuanmen have been stationed here for more than half a month, and any evil cults should be cleaned up and cleaned up.

Wouldn't it be so unlucky, there are still fish that have slipped through the net?

He Wangyao looked at him coldly: "What do you think?" ”

Zhang Xian suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and he said he understood, "I know, I'll tell everyone to hurry up, it's not a joke!" ”

He didn't want the nail he rolled to become real, it was going to kill someone!

Zhang Xian still has a certain prestige among this group of gods, after all, he got off the wishing train, and he has seen more ghosts than you have eaten in your life, and he has a lot of right to speak.

He bitterly advised everyone not to care about any rituals or ceremonies, let's go quickly, it is important to save our lives.

Everyone was immediately shaken, but soon said that after spending so much money, it must not be wasted, and the sacrificial ceremony and blessing ceremony should still be carried out, and the rest should be streamlined.

Zhang first ran to report to He Wangyao: "At most, it will be an hour, and everyone will retreat immediately after the ceremony." ”

He is very glad that he doesn't have to go on stage to roll nails on his own, and he can get paid as usual.

He Wangyao thought for a while, okay, an hour is an hour.

It's only seven o'clock in the evening, and it's only eight o'clock after the ceremony, so it's impossible for anything to happen.