For a long time, Meng Yuan reluctantly moved the corner of his lips, but his body was still very hot, like a pot of boiling water, bubbling out.
He suppressed the restlessness in his heart and lowered his eyelids, just in time to see the fluttering eyelashes of the girl in his arms. They were thick and long, like two flying feathers falling on his heart, which made his heart even more itchy and unbearable.
"Qingqing, you've done me a disservice."
He leaned over and buried his face in the crook of her neck, complaining softly, his voice low and rich, with a touch of coquettishness.
Shen Qingqing's ears felt hot when she heard it, and her already blushing cheeks became even more delicate, like dew-dropped peach petals on the branches, so delicate and tender that they could be broken by a blow.
"I didn't mean it either."
She defended herself quietly.
"Yeah?"
Meng Yuan took a deep breath, then turned his head and bit her neck.
A slight pain came from her neck. Shen Qingqing shook uncontrollably. All the senses in her body seemed to be concentrated in one place. The steaming feeling made her hands and feet weak. She held on to his shoulders before she could barely stand still.
heel.
I can't stand it anymore, this man is so good at acting like a baby.
If he chewed her twice more, she would probably go to heaven on the spot.
Shen Qingqing pressed against his shoulder and said in a trembling voice: "Meng Yuan, you, please calm down first, we have to settle the score with that old Taoist."
Meng Yuan chuckled, his laughter mixed with a bit of helplessness.
"Do you really like to find people to fight with?"
Isn't he less attractive than a stinky Taoist priest who has lost his appearance?
Shen Qingqing swallowed, "It's not that I like him. He's jumping like this. If I don't go over and beat him up... wouldn't I lose face?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Meng Yuan whispered into his ear, and the hand that was originally clasped around his waist slipped and took her hand.
Palms facing each other, fingers clasped together.
"Let's go."
The two of them walked down the mountain side by side. After walking a few steps, they found Hongying still standing under the pine tree, grinning like a fool.
Shen Qingqing glanced back at her, "Lead the way."
"Oh, lead the way." Hongying looked at the two people's clasped hands and laughed twice, "Lead the way, I like to lead the way the most."
The two of them walked down the mountain together and ran into an official who came to support him. Shen Qingqing pointed towards the mountain and said, "There is someone up there, let's get her down."
The first two officers almost lost their heads and rushed to save people.
Hongying moved to her side and spoke carefully: "Can you help me get the hairpin on that ugly woman's head back? That's where I sleep."
She clasped her hands together and kept nodding her head: "Sister, no, fairy, please, please."
Shen Qingqing had no choice but to turn around and tell the two officers who were rescuing her, "Remember to take out the hairpin from her head. I'll keep it for use."
"I know." The official replied loudly.
The little thin man and other officials stood guard on both sides and asked her: "Madam, have you found the Taoist priest who harmed others?"
"No, but it's coming soon. Let's go take a look together."
The group of people followed Hongying around Xiaolian Mountain and passed through a wasteland. After half an hour's journey, they finally arrived in front of a ruined temple.
The ruined temple is located at the foot of the mountain in the north of Stone Town, surrounded by lush grass. In addition, it is late at night, the surroundings are shadowy, and the atmosphere is weird.
From time to time, a few crows can be heard wailing in the forest, which can make people stand on end.
The little skinny man rubbed his arms in fear and whispered: "My home is near here, and my mother said that this ruined temple is haunted."
"I have also heard that there was a severe drought in Ningyang County eight years ago and many people starved to death. A group of them were buried nearby."
Another official added next to him: "Later, there was news that the ruined temple was haunted. It was said that anyone who came to rest inside would be eaten alive by the starving ghosts, leaving no bones left!"
The thin man looked at Shen Qingqing with a grimace, "So do we want to go in?"
"You stay here and guard, I'll go in and check the situation."
Shen Qingqing turned on the flashlight and walked towards the ruined temple.
The temple door is ajar, and a yellow talisman lies quietly between the cracks of the door. The talisman paper is covered with dust, and the corners are full of holes bitten by insects, but the pattern on it is still clear.
It's a ghost-binding talisman.
It seems that a Taoist master has been here before and left this talisman before leaving to seal the starving ghost in the ruined temple.
There was no news of evil spirits hurting anyone outside, which means that the yellow paper affixed to the door probably fell off not long ago.
If it's not possible, it's just the old man who did it.
Shen Qingqing grinded her teeth and felt her hands itch.
As a Taoist practitioner, it doesn’t require you to have a high level of thought. You should have a minimum moral bottom line, right?
He even releases evil spirits to avenge himself. Such a black-hearted bastard deserves to be beaten!
Shen Qingqing raised her legs and kicked open the door.
A scream of "squeak" was heard in the house, and a kid hiding behind the door was bounced to the ground.
The kid had no flesh on his body, and his body was as skinny as a matchstick with a big head on top. Under the white light of the flashlight, pus was pouring out of his black eyes, dripping on his flattened nose.
A strong stench hit her face. Shen Qingqing covered her mouth and nose and retched several times, and finally managed to adapt to the dirty air in the room.
"Yes, there is something delicious... Hehe, there is something delicious."
The little ghost laughed happily, and behind it appeared a dozen other equally skinny little ghosts. One of them had no skin and flesh on his body, leaving only tendons and bones, making him look like a stick figure.
"There is food... Jie Jie Jie, after waiting for so many years, someone finally came."
"She is still a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh. She smells delicious...hiss, I want to chew my face first, so you are not allowed to snatch it."
"I don't have any meat on my face, so who cares about it? I want to chew on my butt, which has so much meat that it will make you sizzle."
"..."
A food conference was also held.
This is really not taking her seriously.
Shen Qingqing picked up the soul-suppressing ruler and struck it with one foot, hitting the skull of the butt-gnawing kid.
With a "clang" sound, a crack was cut into the skull, and the black liquid inside flowed out.
When the kid next to me saw this, he lay down and started licking it, smacking his lips while licking it. Those who didn't know it thought he was drinking jade dew and fine wine.
Shen Qingqing couldn't hold it in any longer, so she turned around and vomited sour water.
This damn thing is too harsh!
Meng Yuan came up behind and patted her on the back, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Shen Qingqing raised her head and looked at him, "Why are you here?"
"I feel like something's wrong, come here to help."
Meng Yuan looked at the thick black air shrouding the statue with a cold face, "Qingqing, lend me your little red umbrella."
Little red umbrella...
Shen Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You mean the yin-yang umbrella."
She took out the umbrella and handed it to him.
Meng Yuan opened the umbrella and saw more than ten little ghosts on the opposite side. He looked stern, picked up the wooden stick behind the door and swung it at one of the little ghosts.
"You can't hit them."
Shen Qingqing reminded him, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the little ghost with only white bones left was beaten to pieces by Meng Yuan with a wooden stick.
Damn it, is this okay?
She threw the flashlight into the bag and rushed forward with her ruler swung not to be outdone.
The two of them moved extremely fast, and in just a moment they defeated a group of brats.
"Youngster, I do have two brushes, but you are still a little too young to fight with me."
The old man's arrogant laughter sounded outside the door. This chapter has been completed!