Just as I was stunned, I heard a shout outside. Shocked, I immediately put Hippa on my head again.

Is that thing coming?

My palms were already sweating, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the footsteps that were getting closer and closer. I took the hairpin off my head and clutched it in my hands, ready for everything, but my heart was still beating violently.

When the door was pushed open, my body trembled slightly, and then his footsteps came to me, and the hairpin I was holding slipped in the sweaty palms, and I was afraid that my hands would not be good for a while.

He came to open the chipper, but I tried to hold it down, and he was a little angry and frustrated after several unsuccessful attempts.

"What do you do?"

"I, I'm too ugly to scare you." My voice was shaking.

"Ugly?" He didn't seem to expect me to say such a thing, hesitated for a moment, and then he returned to his normal state.

"Ugly or not, just look at it."

With that, he held my hand, and I only felt a yin wind blowing the Xipa on my head to the ground, and along with the Xipa was my long hair.

I saw a strange red figure in my messy hair, and it was the owner they said was the owner of this place, the weasel elf.

This thing just appeared in front of me and shocked me. He had the body of a man, but he had the triangular yellow hair of a weasel on his neck.

I've seen strange things, so he didn't scare me like this.

He looked at me curiously, staring at my face, the air here was a little nervous, I didn't know what he liked, I was afraid that he would turn his face and eat me in a moment.

There was no expression on his face, no joy or anger on his face.

"Ah, you're pretty good!"

Then he finally said something, and I let out a long sigh of relief. His aesthetic is still very online. His hand reached out to me, and I dodged slightly, but he was a little embarrassed.

"Do you think I'm scary?" The weasel asked.

I didn't dare to look up at him, I deliberately pretended to be afraid of him, tried to make myself look ordinary, and didn't let him suspect that I wanted to resist.

"Then look at this, will you like it?"

Before I could look up, he lifted my chin with his cold fingers. What caught my eye was a handsome groom. He became a human.

When he saw that I wasn't dodging, he came and hugged me.

"You, what are you going to do?" I asked nervously.

"Lady, the good night is short!" He took me in his arms and threw me on the bed, and then he was about to bully me.

"Why are you so rude, I don't like to be so direct. We haven't drunk a glass of wine yet, at least if we have drunk, we can be considered a normal couple. ”

He heard my words, his eyes rolled, I was just stalling for time, looking for a favorable time to escape.

"You humans, why are you so annoying, there are so many rules, how good are we weasels, there are no rules."

He muttered as he stepped back again. I was holding a hairpin in my hand, and my nails were about to pierce into my palm, and I didn't feel any pain.

The weasel filled his glass with wine and handed me a glass, and I took 7 glasses, and he wrapped his arms around me to drink a glass of wine.

As he threw his head up to drink, I flashed my hairpin, the tip of which was aimed at his throat and stabbed it swiftly.

But this thorn, I went empty, and the weasel who was still drinking there disappeared in the blink of an eye. Man just disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, I felt a cool breeze blowing behind me, and I subconsciously wanted to dodge, but unexpectedly, my body was slapped by someone.

When the palm fell, I was slapped off and fell to the ground, hitting my head against the wall.

Fortunately, the hairpin I was holding in my hand did not fall off, I just felt unbearable pain on my head, and subconsciously touched it with my hand, and blood flowed from my head.

If it had been another time, I would have passed out. But if I pass out here, I'm going to die, and this weasel doesn't know what to do to me.

"You're going to murder your husband?" He gave me a sly smile.

I stared at him cautiously, watching him approach where I was. I held the hairpin behind my back, I had already failed once, and it would be even more difficult to sneak up on him again this time.

So I have to be cautious and not lose my chances.

"Lao Tzu likes such a strong woman, a weak and bullying little woman, I play a lot, it's boring at all, just a little fierce like you, it's my favorite." As he spoke, his obscene eyes wandering up and down on me.

His demeanor and his words and movements made me extremely nauseous, and my stomach churned so much that I wanted to vomit.

In fact, I was also forced to be with Xuanmo that time, but I didn't feel sick in my stomach, and I was very uncomfortable in the face of this weasel spirit.

I shrunk my body, my body trembling, a look of timidity already written on my face, and he was even more excited to see me like this.

He didn't care at all and walked up to me and lifted me up like a little chick, which was effortless for him.

He threw me on the bed again, and it seemed that he still didn't give up. I had my back on him, and this time he lunged at me, only to feel the wind rise behind him.

I quickly turned around, lifted the hairpin in my hand, and stabbed him in the eye.

He didn't expect that I would attack him again, and I, who had been weak and timid just now, became even more vicious this time.

The weasel was stabbed in the eye by a hairpin, and the pain caused him to roll on the bed, and I took advantage of the opportunity to sneak out of bed.

I deliberately pierced this hairpin to blind him, and if it were pierced elsewhere, it would not hurt him much, and it would still not stop him.

"I, I'm going to kill you." He yelled angrily.

He must have been mad at me, and ran completely out of his mind, and I could not delay any longer, and I resisted being unwell and rushed out of the house.

As soon as my front foot stepped out of the high threshold, and before I could lift my back foot, my ankle was grabbed by a cold hand, and the force dragged me back into the house.

I looked back at the horrible weasel's head, the hairpin still stuck in his eye. It was terrifying to look at, and he opened his mouth wide, bared his fangs, and was about to bite at me.

I smell bad breath in his mouth, I'm going to die, I hope God has mercy on me, and when I'm dead, I'd rather turn into a ghost and kill these people who have hurt me.

I closed my eyes, unable to escape this fate......