Zhong Kui was angry and scared Wengen to death. He flashed to the side and wanted to slip away.

"If you don't want to die, just stay." Zhong Kui couldn't bear to let this guy seek death, and wanted to save his life.

"I'll throw away the hairpin now." Wengen tried his best to show a look of rehabilitation. Then he took advantage of Zhong Kui's inattention and ran away.

“Where to run?”

Zhong Kui scolded him, and at the speed of Xunlei being too close to his ears, he reached out to put his hand on his shoulder, and grabbed him forcibly.

With the pulling force, Wengen swung around for a circle, and when he finally stopped, he was facing Zhong Kui.

Just as Zhong Kui put his hands on Wengen's shoulder, he shivered all over, and then he sighed as if nothing had happened and rolled out of his throat.

As the sigh rolled out of Wengen's throat, Zhong Kui, who was holding the hairpin, did not blink his eyes, and he could see a wisp of light white smoke shrinking into the red hairpin.

After a while, Zhong Kui pulled out the scabbard from his waist and smashed it to the hairpin.

"Can't smash..." Wengen spoke quickly.

The hairpin was already under the heavy blow of the scabbard, and it cracked brittlely, instantly turning into a powder drifting away with the wind.

Wengen is really crying, and his fingers are desperately scratching the hairpin powder that drifts away with the wind.

Everything happened too quickly. In a few minutes, Wengen felt that his whole body and mind were empty.

There was such a big disturbance between them. Fortunately, the house left by the old lady to Zhong Kui was a separate courtyard, with a thick exterior wall outside. Otherwise, after hearing the abnormality, people would have come to join in the fun.

Looking at Wengen's depressed look, Zhong Kui despised him from the bottom of his heart.

Zhong Kui said angrily: "I don't understand why you are so infatuated with her. A lonely ghost is worthy of your life and death?"

Vancao, who stood behind Zhong Kui and the others, witnessed everything that happened in front of him. He did not take his anger on him because Wengen wanted to harm her. Instead, he felt that Wengen was a bloody man and an emotional person. Therefore, he not only did not feel disgusted with him, but instead looked at him differently.

Vanilla hinted that Brother Zhong Kui should not make things difficult for Wengen, so he walked over and took out his handkerchief, handed it to him and said softly: "You use this!"

Wengen stood there and smelled the strange fragrance on the handkerchief, looking at Vanilla with blurred eyes.

"Thanks."

"Hmph!" Zhong Kui left the place angrily, threw down Vanilla and Wengen outside, and walked into the house alone.

Zhong Kui knew that the matter was not finished yet, and the hairpin was just a place where the female ghost lived, and her ghost was not completely dissipated.

At the same time, he knew even more that Wengen's life might be difficult tonight.

The night came as soon as it came, and Zhong Kui went to bed early like nothing happened.

I picked up the vanilla and planned to wash and go to bed.

Only Wengen sat blankly on the stool in a daze. He could not get rid of the endless scene in his dreams. The dreamy and illusory skin made him always feel that he was in reality.

Vanilla was busy for a while, but she still saw the lights in the kitchen. She walked over and found Wengen staring at the ground alone in a daze.

"Sleep! What are you thinking?" Vanilla asked curiously.

"It's okay." It seemed like a beautiful memory was broken by vanilla, and Wengen's brain became messy in an instant. He was also restless. He endured the endless sense of loss that eroded his body and mind, and stood up unhappily and walked towards his room.

The room was a small room, as if the old lady was going to give her grandson a room. The decorations in the room were very old and all were old antique furniture.

Take Zhong Kui as a saying, Liu Wengen is a legendary ghost.

Indeed, Wengen hurriedly went to bed with a wide dress, closed his eyes quickly, and prayed silently in his heart: "Baby, come to dream." The baby in his mouth was naturally the girl who had sex with him in the dream.

I don’t know if Wengen’s call played a role or if it was like what Zhong Kui said, it was not so simple to finish.

The girl really arrived as scheduled, and she was still dressed in a graceful and beautiful manner.

Since the last time they got together in City A, they have not yet indulged in the county.

The girl stared at Wengen with affection, and her slender fingers held up his face, slowly, slowly, with bloody lips.

When seeing a girl, Wengen is like a long drought and a sweet rain, indulging in the lingering lingering.

The girl tonight was particularly beautiful. She clinged to Wengen's body, and her pair of white pants, slowly separated. The shy blue lace panties appeared in the black pantyhose, and they were unobstructed in front of him.

Wengen only felt his breathing rapid and he asked in a speechless manner: "Will I scare you?" He said that, and shook out his little friend.

The girl still kept a quiet smile, and behind that smile, she had a hideous face. She grabbed Wengen's friend and rode up impatiently...

Just as Wengen was so anxious that he was furious that he was teased by the other party, the door suddenly opened. Zhong Kui glared at him naked on the bed, and at the same time he was aimed at the girl. He threw out eight copper coins to divide the upper, middle and lower, and cut off the girl's escape path.

The sky above is the sky, the sky in the middle, and the earth below, commonly known as the three-dimensional space. Zhong Kui cut off the other party's retreat, pulled out the Tenglong sword sheath, and roared: "The monster is not surrender."

Because of shame, Wengen was concerned about pulling the bedding to cover his shame. He didn't have time to take care of the girl. He only saw a gorgeous golden light piercing through the girl's chest. The girl's whole body suddenly melted little by little... like sand and dust...

"Baby..." Wengen suddenly screamed and woke up from his dream.

There was nothing in the room, no lights, no treasures, no Zhong Kui. Only he had a cold sweat on his face, pressed the light switch, and looked around at a loss.

Seeing that there was no movement around him, he looked at him again, looking down at him with a muddy look, as if he realized something, and lay on his back on his pillow, with two large teardrops rolling out from the corner of his eyes.

In another room, Zhong Kui hung the scabbard on the head of the bed, tied the cloth bag, and thought to himself: Now you can sleep peacefully.

In a daze, Zhong Kui saw two friends, who were still gloomy and full of ghostly spirits, and walked up to him with a smile.

"This is the lonely ghost I just caught. I'm sorry to take you to the underworld to see how you should punish you."

"Okay! It's worthy of being the King of Ghosts. You will do your best." Hei Wuchang took the cloth bag, reached out to grab it, and grabbed a ghost Kui with a haggard face and sparse hair covering his ugly face. He said, "A evil deed, he has absorbed his essence and blood, and wants to harm human life. He should enter the sixteenth level of hell."

Bai Wuchang raised a seemingly heavy shackle and put Gui Kui on. Gui Kui was speechless, lowered his head, drooped his body like a mangy dog, and was escorted away by two ghost messengers.

Zhong Kui thought to tell Wen and the truth so much that he was lingering day and night was just a skeleton abandoned by the deserted slope. I wonder if he would be scared to death.
Chapter completed!