At midnight.
In Situ Ziqing's room, a sleeping figure lay quietly on the bed.
Ten minutes before twelve o'clock, the door was gently opened, and a figure crept in, and the figure walked into the living room of the suite, and gently placed a white jar on the table at random, and then the figure did not leave the room, but was dignified He sat down on the couch next to him.
A few minutes later, the man picked up his phone and turned on the time, exactly twelve o'clock in the morning.
"Stampede, stomped" In the bedroom, Situ Ziqing walked over stiffly wearing a white nightgown with his hair scattered, and walked straight to the table, while she ignored the figure sitting on the sofa and didn't look at it.
Situ Ziqing leaned forward and stretched out his hands to gently caress the white jar, his expression was serene, revealing a maternal care.
In the white ceramic jar, a small figure quietly rose, the size of the figure was only a dozen centimeters long, shriveled and thin, and the facial features were clear.
When the figure appeared, it seemed to be quite high-spirited, and he happily played around Situ Ziqing's side, lying on her shoulder, pulling a strand of her hair around his body, and then swaying back and forth.
After playing for a while, the villain climbed on Situ Ziqing's head again, began to roll over and roll on her head, and kissed his little head on Situ Ziqing's face a few times.
"I'll go, this woman will find a partner in the future, if he knows about today's incident, do you say you can still go down" Xiang Que on the sofa scratched his nose and said.
The villain seemed a little tired after tossing around on Situ Ziqing's body for more than ten minutes, and then jumped up directly from her body and plunged into the jar.
"Good baby, good baby" Situ Ziqing said softly: "Mom misses you so much, I haven't seen you for a long time, Mom is sorry for you, are you hungry?"
Are you hungry, your mother hasn't fed you for many days, your mother will feed you now, don't be angry, okay ” Suddenly, Situ Ziqing's expression suddenly became hideous, she put the wrist of her left hand to the mouth of the jar, and then lowered her head and bit hard at her wrist, and suddenly her hand was dripping with blood, and her mouth was biting a piece of flesh torn from her hand.
Xiang Que frowned and had the intention of making a move, so he quietly watched Situ Ziqing drip the blood on his wrist into the jar.
It's not time to make a move, at least let the little ghost in the jar eliminate his great resentment before he can make a move, otherwise if Xiang Que kills him directly, this woman will also have to be implicated.
"Baby, is it delicious?"
Situ Ziqing recovered again, giggling: "Does Mom hurt you very much?"
Don't blame your mother, your mother will feed you a lot of blood, so that you can eat enough."
Situ Ziqing muttered to himself as he dripped the blood from his wrist into the jar, and after a moment the jar began to bubble, and the pungent smell of formalin became even stronger.
The blue-yellow liquid, gurgling blisters, slowly flowed out of the jar and sprinkled on the table.
"Baby, you don't seem to have eaten enough, how much is your mother's blood not enough?
Then what should I feed some more" Situ Ziqing suddenly raised his left hand to his mouth again, and continued to tear it fiercely, tearing off a piece of skin and flesh before throwing it into the jar, Xiang Que got up directly and took it from her hand and quickly wrapped it in a piece of talisman paper and threw it in.
"I'm sick after eating like this, forget it," Xiang Que pulled away Situ Ziqing and pulled her aside.
Situ Ziqing, who was dragged aside, suddenly pounced towards Xiang Que with his teeth and claws, and bit directly at his neck with his teeth, and the water bubbles in the jar became more violent, and kept spilling on the table.
"Damn, this little ghost has a good temper enough" Xiang Missing one hand stopped Situ Ziqing, who rushed over, and with the other hand, picked up the lid from the table and covered the jar, if the water in it was clean, the little ghost who was soaked in the jar would have to die, and if he died, Situ Ziqing, who was entangled, was straight Then you have to be unlucky.
"Bang" Xiang Que raised his hand and slapped it on Situ Ziqing's neck, and her body suddenly slid to the ground.
"Bang dang, bang dang, bang dang" The lid on the ceramic jar was constantly pushed up by the water inside, and it was about to be lifted.
Xiang Que pressed one hand on the lid, took out two pieces of rune paper and sealed the lid tightly.
"Smack" took a cigarette to the short, and after a few puffs, he whispered to the little ghost in the jar: "If you can understand my words, you don't move if I lift the lid, if you don't understand, I will kill you directly, understand?"
After waiting for a moment, Xiang Que reached out and tore off the rune paper on the mouth of the lid, and then removed the lid.
"What the fuck, Thai imps also know Chinese?
Quite talented in language" Xiang Que didn't expect the little ghost inside to understand his words, the other party and Situ Ziqing were soul exchanges, and they could understand each other's meaning even if they didn't speak.
After a while, the villain who had been back in the jar before timidly showed his head, and looked at Xiang Que with a frightened look in his eyes.
This kind of little ghost, without any Taoism and cultivation at all, belongs to the lowest level of little ghost, even the domestic tomb circle and those lonely souls and wild ghosts in the mountains and forests are not comparable, Xiang Que doesn't even use Samadhi True Fire, any sword qi can extinguish it.
It's not difficult to kill this little ghost, but he has been fed with Situ Ziqing's blood for a while, and the little ghost is scattered, and her soul is damaged.
A resentment loomed on the villain's body, which was caused by falling from the mother's natural birth, and Situ Ziqing didn't take good care of him later, the little ghost's resentment accumulated more and more, and he became the evil spirit that pestered Situ Ziqing before.
"There is no way to reincarnate, you are a little ghost who has been sacrificed and refined, even if you go to the underworld, the king of Hades will not accept it" Xiang Que touched his chin and stared at the little ghost, and the exposed half of the other party's body suddenly trembled, obviously scared.
"Do you like this woman" Xiang Que stretched out his hand and pointed to Situ Ziqing who was lying on the ground.
After glancing at it, the little ghost nodded hesitantly towards Xiang Que.
"Do you really like it?"
The little ghost nodded again and again.
"You let go of your heart, I will clean up all the resentment on your body, and then let you stay with her all the time, can you agree?
If you don't agree, I'll have to destroy you."