"Well, I feel like my yang energy can last for one more round. How about you wait, I'll do it soon."
"Then I'm going back."
"No, I listen to you."
In the grove late at night, green smoke curls up like misty gauze, and it is unclear whose ancestral grave it is coming from.
Qiu Sheng was riding a 38-year-old man with a bunch of incense stuck in the front of the bike, and there were flames and green smoke all the way.
Not far behind Qiu Sheng, Xu Ping was sitting on the sliding pole. Two paper figures grinned strangely, holding the sliding poles on their shoulders. They walked and jumped with light and graceful movements.
This was no more professional than black coffin-carrying, and it felt like a new business could be developed...Xu Ping began to plan how to exploit the remaining value of the paper figures.
Although the paper man carrying the coffin will be a bit bumpy, the dead person certainly doesn't matter. But at this time, Xu Ping, a living person, was enjoying it and even matched it with the background music.
"His eyes, his eyes, seemed to shine like stars."
"whee!"
The two paper figures also laughed as they listened.
"You two, please stop laughing. It sounds like you are crying. Doesn't that sound perplexing?" Xu Ping, the black-hearted boss, accused his hard-working employees.
As soon as he heard the words, the paper man stopped laughing immediately, but the weird grin was still locked on his face, making it difficult for anyone to use it.
I don’t know how long it took, but when I saw Qiu Sheng riding his bicycle and rushing into a villa, Xu Ping jumped off the sliding pole. The paper man did his duty and hurriedly reached out to help him.
In line with the principle of eating people's flower wine to help others avoid disasters, Xu Ping hurried over when Qiu Sheng disappeared.
From the outside, the manor looks like it has white walls, red bricks and glazed tiles. It occupies a large area. It should be where some wealthy landlord lives.
But the fact is...
Gathering the true energy in his eyes, the light flickers, and he can see the true face of this manor at a glance.
The walls are in ruins, dilapidated, and the brick walls are mottled. Even the door has a hole. No wonder the female ghost can't hold the door.
The gloomy wind gusted, pouring water into it for free, and whirling in the corridor of the waterside pavilion, making a whining sound.
The atmosphere in the manor at night was strange, and not a single living person could be seen.
It is only when you are dazzled by beauty that your brain loses its sanity.
Such a ghost place, such a big manor, and only one beautiful woman living there, what else could it be if it wasn't a living ghost.
Xu Ping entered the manor in a flash, and the two paper figures turned into swift white shadows to protect him.
…
"Qiu Sheng..."
Dong Xiaoyu's body is covered with light gauze, and her eyes are as charming as silk.
Although he was no longer Chu Ge, Qiu Sheng couldn't resist. The wine glass in his hand was placed on the table before it reached his mouth, and he walked towards the bed with a silly smile on his face.
On the bed, Dong Xiaoyu's beautiful body lay spread out, and her smile became even more charming.
She twisted her long legs restlessly, and her jade feet were floating in the air, swinging back and forth.
If it was the first time we met, she was still a little shy, but now that she was transformed into an experienced driver, she already knew how to exude charm and captivate people.
Actually, I want to leave, but actually I don’t want to stay... Qiu Sheng couldn’t express the pain in his heart.
Walking unconsciously towards the bed, he felt that his legs didn't seem to belong to him, and they didn't obey him at all.
Dong Xiaoyu opened her arms to him, with her alluring body in full view, quietly waiting for Qiu Sheng, falling into the warm embrace, and the endless abyss.
"stop!"
It was so pitiful that Qiu Sheng thought Xu Ping hadn't come, but when he heard someone calling out to stop him, his heart suddenly dropped.
Dong Xiaoyu was also stunned for a moment, then glanced away coldly, and her charming smile completely disappeared.
After being able to control his legs, Qiu Sheng turned around brilliantly, distanced himself from Dong Xiaoyu, and then turned around and shouted: "Shopkeeper Xu, you..."
"Who are you?"
What appeared in the room was a middle-aged man, dressed in black, with a pale face and a cold expression. His beard was like a scimitar, and he had a strong sense of oppression. Just standing there quietly gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
Comfortable feeling.
The man just glanced at Qiu Sheng and ignored him at all, which made Qiu Sheng jump for a while, but after calming down, he looked at the man in front of him thoughtfully.
Could it be that my guess is wrong, Xiaoyu is not a ghost at all, and the person in front of me is her father?
The middle-aged man walked forward slowly, looked at Dong Xiaoyu quietly beside the bed, and said softly: "Sister, come with me."
younger sister?
Qiu Sheng frowned slightly, feeling that things were getting more and more complicated. He thought to himself, why shopkeeper Xu hasn't shown up yet? Do you have to wait for me to take off my clothes...
"Where should I go with you? My..." Dong Xiaoyu glanced at Qiu Sheng next to him and changed the topic: "My home is right here, where can I go with you?"
The middle-aged man was furious. His dark face turned the color of pig liver due to the redness. He pointed at Qiu Sheng and his voice couldn't help but grow louder: "Is it because of this pretty boy that you refuse to follow me?"
"I'm not white!"
Qiu Sheng weakly protested.
The man suddenly became furious and turned into a roaring emperor: "Am I talking about whether you are in vain or not? Get out of here."
As soon as he raised his hand, a strong wind blew up, directly blowing Qiu Sheng into the air, hitting the wall behind him, and fell heavily to the ground, rolling twice.
"Hey, I'll go."
Qiu Sheng paid for his bad words, stood up from the ground with support on his waist, glared at the middle-aged man, picked up the round stool next to him, and threw it away.
The middle-aged man didn't hide at all. The stool hit him and wood chips flew everywhere. He seemed to feel no pain and didn't even blink.
"Qiu Sheng..."
Dong Xiaoyu didn't expect that he would take action as soon as he said it, and he was no longer calm. He floated to Qiu Sheng's side and looked at Qiu Sheng with a distressed face: "Qiu Sheng, are you okay?"
"Go and roll around on the ground twice to see if you are okay..." Qiu Sheng scolded Dong Xiaoyu, then suddenly realized and looked at her blankly: "You, did you fly here just now?"
This time, he understood everything. If it was 99% certain before, now it is 100% certain.
Dong Xiaoyu is a female ghost!
"Not bad!" The middle-aged man still had a gloomy face and said coldly: "The woman in front of you has been dead for more than 20 years, and the woman standing in front of you is a female ghost."
The answer to his guess was confirmed, but Qiu Sheng was not happy at all, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
A couple's kindness can last a hundred days, and their friendship can last a thousand days.
When his identity was exposed, Dong Xiaoyu was afraid of being misunderstood, so he grabbed Qiusheng's arm and hurriedly explained to him: "Qiusheng, I, although I am a ghost, I never wanted to harm you, you must believe me."
Looking at the eagerness on Dong Xiaoyu's face, fearing that he had misunderstood her thoughts, Qiu Sheng felt that it was not fake and didn't know what to say.
"Hmph!" Seeing their tender affection, the middle-aged man became jealous and said sarcastically: "Sister, you said you never thought of harming him, but you should know that if you pester him like this, you will only suck his penis dry.
Anger eventually killed him."
"Besides, he just covets your beauty. If he knew your true face, I don't believe he would still be willing to be with you."
As if he had reached a point of pain, the middle-aged man flicked his finger and shot a centipede-like insect towards the frightened Dong Xiaoyu.