"Don't underestimate this old man, this person is Su Yang's uncle." Zhang Wanmo was full of interest, "This woman really climbed up step by step, speaking of Young Master Yan, it's not the first time you've seen her, right?" Why didn't she hook up with you? ”

I thought about it seriously, Yan Shuang seemed to have wanted to talk to Yan Shuyuan a few times, but Yan Shuyuan didn't pay much attention to her, and at that time, Yan Shuyuan was still quite young, and there was no accident in Tomb Mountain.

With Yan Shuang's appearance at that time, it was difficult to hook up with anyone.

"If you can't speak, keep your mouth shut." Yan Shuyuan glanced at Zhang Wanmo, leaned over to my side, and flipped through the information again, "Look at this photo." ”

He was pointing to a somewhat exaggerated photo of the nude, but I was not pretentious, but took a serious look.

It turned out that on Yan Shuang's shoulder, there was a small tattoo.

Jiang Ke also leaned over and looked at it, "This seems to be a skull." ”

"What skull, what kind of eyes do you have?" Zhang Wanmo also came over, "Isn't this a ghost face sore?" ”

"Ghost sores? What's that? ”

"Ghost face sore, also known as ghost plague or ghost door disease, is caused by evil spirits and evil spirits and demons entering the human body. This shows that Yan Shuang is using his own or other people's anger to feed this ghost and himself. ”

Zhang Wanmo said that the head is the Tao.

"So horrible?" These words frightened Jiang Ke, "How dare she?" Let the ghost stay in the same body as himself. ”

"Don't you see the benefits? The longer she grows, the more beautiful she becomes, the more attractive she is to men, what kind of man, she can hook her hand and hook away, tsk, it's really for money, she dares to do anything, and she is not afraid of being eaten up in the future and becoming a dry corpse. ”

The more I looked at this face, the more familiar it became, so I tore it off and put it in the light to look at it carefully.

I remember that this was the old woman who had been holding on to my hand when I left my soul.

It was her.

"So what are we going to do now?" Jiang Ke asked.

"Chen Xing, you ask her out to talk first, to see what her situation is, how much she knows about the ghost face sores, and I don't know what the end will be." Yan Shuyuan looked up at me.

"Okay." I nodded.

Although the relationship with Yan Shuang is not good, the superficial relationship has always been maintained, and I asked her out under the pretext of going to the city to play and casually come over to have a meal with her.

The weather was hot in July, and I made an appointment at noon, but what I didn't expect was that the severe frost would make me wait for more than half an hour before I stepped on high heels and walked slowly.

Of course, I wasn't so stupid and would stand in the sun and wait for her all the time, but found a bubble tea shop, ordered a cup of milk tea and sat down.

When she arrived, in the eyes of others, she had beautiful wavy hair, a pair of sunglasses hanging from her head, delicate and fashionable cheeks, and a tight red dress that was eye-catching, plus a pair of black high heels with diamonds, full of queen style.

And it seemed to me that her face was ruddy, red and black, and in the light of the sun, the terrible ghost finally couldn't help but show a little tail.

"It's so hot today that I didn't want to come out." She sat down unceremoniously across from me and fanned her hand.

The fingers that used to be rough and fat, but now they are slender and delicate, and they have red manicures on them.

"What do you want to eat at noon? Let's find a place. She stood up again, and although she asked, she didn't mean to take my opinion at all, and led me directly into a high-end restaurant on the third floor.

I didn't even have to take the menu, and I started ordering skillfully.

What lobster, abalone, all kinds of seafood that Yan Shuyuan asked the nanny to make for us in the past few days.

"When the food comes up later, eat it with an open stomach, it's all that you haven't eaten before, and if you can't finish it, pack it back."

I could hear that most of what she said was showing off, and I didn't reply, just stared at her arm.

There was a faint black gas outside just now, but now it's gone.

"What are you looking at me for? Eat! Yan Shuang seemed to have forgotten the previous unpleasantness, and served me vegetables like a real sister, "I don't call my sister when I see me, I used to be, I only know that two sisters and two sisters call me, they are so old, and they are not sensible at all, and at the engagement banquet two days ago, they didn't know how to support me on the field, and they actually talked back." ”

If she didn't know her nature, others might still think that she was a good sister.

"Do you know what you're doing?" That was my first thing after meeting her.

"What?" She stopped her chopsticks and looked at me puzzled.

"What deal did you make with that awesome ghost?"

After listening to my words, Yan Shuang understood, all the sisterhood she pretended just now disappeared, her eyes became cold, and she put down the chopsticks in her hand, "How do you know?" ”

"If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do anything about it, when did you start to provide for her?"

"We just take what we need." She put her delicate hand in front of her eyes and looked at the red manicure she had just made, "She wants to survive, I want to be beautiful, isn't it true that I am not good-looking now?" Isn't it pretty? ”

"Do you know what the consequences will be? Once you stop sucking other people's anger, you're going to be backlashed and then sucked into a dry corpse, or are you going to go on like this, sucking anger everywhere, occasionally uncontrollably, sucking others into dry corpses? ”

Yan Shuang originally took out the mirror and admired her beauty by herself, but when she heard my words, her smile froze on her face, "How is it possible!" As long as I get married, I'll stop. ”

"Stop?" I felt like I heard a big joke.

Zhang Wanmo said that as long as he was fostered by a powerful ghost and had a ghost sore, it would be impossible to stop it for the rest of his life, either he would keep sucking his anger or be devoured, and he didn't stop it.

"There's no way she can lie to me, she has the handle on my hands."

Handle? What can a ghost do?

This reminds me of the bones on the grave mountain, could it be that the bones of this old woman have been restrained by the severe frost?

"Can you let me have a few words with her?" It seems that Yan Shuang doesn't know the power of this matter, it's just that she always has to pay for her greed.

She looked at it for a moment, then nodded, unbuttoning her tight red skirt, revealing half of her shoulders.

The ghostly face was sitting quietly on her arm, her eyes closed and she was asleep.

That shape, but it is a little bigger than the information that Yan Shuyuan gave me, and she is still growing.