Eat it and wipe it clean, shouldn't this be what a man says to a woman?
As a grown man, I was tortured by a female ghost twice, and I wanted to die.
The pendant on my chest didn't respond this time.
I don't know if it was because I used up the last bit of strength last time.
I closed my eyes and lay down in a large shape, thinking of accepting my fate.
I didn't care whether she was a human or a ghost, just let her do whatever she wanted.
"puff" Seeing how I was being ravaged by you, the female ghost named Jiang Xiaoyu in me couldn't hold it in anymore and suddenly collapsed on me with laughter.
Before her laughter stopped, an uncontrollable laughter came from the window, "You are really good at playing.
I will learn from it later.
I will find a male ghost to try it someday."
"who" Jiang Xiaoyu turned his head suddenly and threw out his long hair.
I also turned my head and saw a coquettish face pasted on the window.
This was another female ghost.
"Is it fun?
Do you want me to join in?
To be honest, I haven't tried playing with a man with a ghost yet."
The woman outside the window did not answer, but her eyes were bright and frightening.
She was excited.
It seemed that she was not lying.
She really wanted to play with me with this female ghost named Jiang Xiaoyu.
"Sister, do you want to play with me?
Then come over."
Jiang Xiaoyu quickly regained his composure, leaned against me, and waved to the woman outside the window.
"OK" The woman outside the window smiled charmingly, pushed the window gently, opened it, and a white thigh stretched directly in.
I want to cry but I don’t have any tears.
What the hell is going on?
Wearing a dark green cheongsam with high slits, high swollen breasts, and a small yellow and white flower on the chest, coupled with that charming face, she looked exactly like a Shanghai dancer from the last century.
"Who do I think it is?
It turns out to be a daffodil."
Jiang Xiaoyu leaned back lazily and fell into my arms, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
I immediately understood who the woman opposite was.
The narcissus in the variety of flowers refers to a singer in the old society.
Looking at her dress, she did look like a singer.
But I was on the second floor.
How did she get up here.
Not to mention this, as soon as something happens to me, all kinds of people from them will appear immediately.
Could it be that they have been monitoring me?
"Narcissus is better than a temple ghost like you."
The daffodil woman smiled charmingly, shook her waist, and her small leather shoes made a clear tinkling sound on the floor.
The two of them were quarreling with each other, and I had basically figured out their identities.
One was a colorful daffodil, and the other was a so-called temple ghost.
I know very well what temple ghosts are, because the day before yesterday I saw a small temple like this, the one at the head of Yugang Village.
The one enshrined in it is said to be the land god at best, or temple ghosts at worst.
In other words, this Jiang Xiaoyu is the earth temple ghost of the small temple enshrined in Yugang Village.
Why did she find me?
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Once Jiang Xiaoyu's identity is figured out, some things in the past two days can be explained.
No wonder the two Tibetan mastiffs at Wu Laoliu's house were so afraid of me that day.
They were not afraid of me, but of Jiang Xiaoyu.
There is also Wu Laoliu, the contestant who sticks his butthole and fingers, such a naughty person, but he didn’t ask for money for providing information.
Fortunately, we agreed to discuss it.
It turns out that the root lies here.
Especially Lao Zhang, he has provided a lot of information in the past two days.
I am afraid it is not him, but Jiang Xiaoyu, who should always be attached to him.
But one thing I still don't understand is that Jiang Xiaoyu is a ghost.
How did she escape the repeated inspections of Dachun and Sister Zhang.
"Xiao Ming, are you okay?"
Outside, Dachun and Sister Zhang finally realized something was wrong and knocked on the door frantically.
"snort" Hearing the knock on the door, Jiang Xiaoyu snorted coldly, gouged out the narcissus, turned to my shoulder and took a bite, leaving a message in my ear, "It's best not to mess around with flowers, otherwise you will be dead."
Good looking” "ah" I only felt a pain in my shoulder, and subconsciously shouted out.
I was free again, but Jiang Xiaoyu disappeared.
"Sister, just leave like this" The daffodil opposite smiled sweetly, raised her hand, and sprinkled a ball of powder directly on me, and a strange smell instantly spread in the room.
Jiang Xiaoyu, who had disappeared, also reappeared in a hazy figure.
She was standing by the wall and was about to pass through it.
Seeing that she was exposed, she didn't react much.
She just frowned, waved her hand to extinguish the phosphorus fire on her body, and ran through the wall.
"Hey" Narcissus glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu with some surprise, obviously not expecting that the result would be like this.
"What is this?"
I covered my nose and asked.
The smell was awesome.
The main smell was sandalwood, mixed with the smell of blood and stench.
It was similar to the smell on my grandma.
It was so suffocating.
"It's a good thing, but most people are reluctant to use it."
Daffodil gave me a wink, pulled up the chair, and sat down with her legs crossed, a section of her white thighs directly exposed in front of my eyes.
I stepped back and opened the door.
Sister Zhang and Dachun rushed in.
They were relieved to see that I was okay, but they were a little nervous when they saw the daffodils sitting in front of the window.
Dachun's eyes were a little straight, staring at the big white leg.
Sister Zhang was so angry that she slapped Dachun, gritted her teeth and said: "Usually you don't even look at me when I show you, but now it's better, I don't know where it comes from.
I’m a wild woman, but you’re staring at her.”
"Sister, what you said is wrong.
How can domestic flowers smell like wild flowers?"
Narcissus covered her mouth and laughed, her chest trembling, especially her big white legs, which were tilted outwards again, and her skirt could be faintly seen.
A little spring at the bottom.
Dachun was about to cry out, so I secretly stepped on Dachun and brought Dachun back to his senses.
"What do you assorted people want from me?"
I asked after thinking about it.
"you" Narcissus frowned and repeated these two words and asked: "There are other people from the Eight Gates who are looking for you."
"Those who put up tents and tie paper, Qimen Tiao" Dachun climbed up the pole and replied, but his anxious expression was gone.
"Those old men want to eat alone again," Narcissus spat, raised her head and put on a smiling face, stood up with swaying waist, and seemed to be walking towards me.
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"drop" At this time, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded outside.
She frowned, looked at me who looked wary, and said with a charming smile: "Little brother, don't forget your sister in the future.
My sister saved me today." you" After saying that, she took a step back, gave me and Dachun a wink, jumped down the window, and left a message, "Remember, my sister's name is Zhao Peng, from now on I will be called Sister Yueyue."
That’s it” Dachun and I rushed to the window almost at the same time.
What we saw was the daffodils floating up.
Her body seemed to be soft, and the whole body was twisted into a weird look and flying in the air.
"Human Paper Kite" Sister Zhang also stood at the window and looked out.
She frowned and gritted her teeth and spit out four words.
"What do you mean?"
Dachun and I were shocked and asked at the same time.
"Don't you understand what it means?
What you just saw was a human skin doll, also called a human skin kite.
Otherwise, you would have thought that people can fly."
Sister Zhang burst the pipe again, stretched out a tender white finger, and kept poking Dachun's head.
"Forehead" I was speechless and felt a little nauseous.
What I just saw after a long time of fussing was a human skin doll.
She kept teasing me and wanted to have a threesome with me and Jiang Xiaoyu.
Fortunately, it didn’t happen, otherwise a Female ghost, a human skin doll is messing with me, it makes me upset just thinking about it.
"No way," Dachun still didn't believe it, and muttered while hiding from Sister Zhang's fingers.
"No, not yet.
Don't you know what daffodils do?
Don't you love listening to those anecdotes?
You have forgotten what the old bastard told me."
Sister Zhang was going crazy, her chest was rising and falling.
She has a knife in her hand that will definitely castrate Dachun.
Dachun stopped talking this time and allowed Sister Zhang to criticize him.
I walked to the door and turned on the light.
Once the room was bright, I could see more clearly the traces they had just left.
There was a layer of gray-brown powder on the ground and sheets.
I twisted it a little and smelled it, and the smell became stronger, but I still couldn't remember what it was.
I turned around and asked Sister Zhang, and by the way, I told her exactly what happened just now, which was regarded as rescuing Dachun.
Sister Zhang came over and twisted some powder.
She smelled it first, then rubbed it, and then said, "This is Huanyang Powder."
"What is it?"
This is the first time I heard this name.
Could it be that it can be used to restore Yang?
"Actually, it's made from incense ashes mixed with rooster blood and black dog blood, and then added with talisman ashes," Dachun added.
"It requires at least one year's worth of incense ash, plus three years' worth of rooster's blood and eight years' worth of black dog's blood.
They are all products of the Great Yang.
Mix these things together to make bricks, carve charms on them, and finally grind them into Powder is a very troublesome material, but it is also very effective.
As long as ordinary ghosts get a trace of it, they will spontaneously ignite and dissipate, so it is called Huanyang Powder, which means returning Yang to ghosts."
Sister Zhang continued to explain.
"In other words, ghosts are afraid of this thing, right?"
I asked again.
"Yeah, ghosts can't stand it at all."
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Dachun nodded, then pointed at Huanyangsan on the ground and sheets, and said, "Even an old ghost with twenty years of experience can't bear this weight."
Hearing what Dachun said, my heart skipped a beat and I told them both that not only had Jiang Xiaoyu resisted, but he was also very relaxed.
He just waved his hand and extinguished the phosphorus fire and ran away gracefully.
"It's over, Xiao Ming, you are useless.
This female ghost is enough for you to drink a pot."
As soon as she finished speaking, Dachun started to gloat over the misfortune and winked at me, almost saying, just follow her: