Yu Dingshan didn't open his eyes, so naturally he didn't see Fusheng's appearance.
Fusheng was indeed about to cry, and even about to urinate... His face was pale, his legs were trembling, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Old, old, old, old! You...you..." Fusheng stammered a few words through his chattering teeth, then stretched out his finger and pointed directly at Yu Dingshan's bathtub. He stared helplessly.
Look, the originally transparent and colorless water gradually turned red after Yu Dingshan's body was immersed in it...
"Oh my god! Ghost!" Fusheng finally couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted, threw away Yu Dingshan's clothes, and then rolled and crawled out.
Yu Dingshan frowned and opened his eyes, and then his heart stopped for a moment...
I...when did I actually sit in the bloody water? This bucket of warm water was all red!
Yu Dingshan shouted and stood up suddenly from the water. He looked at his body desperately by the dim candlelight.
No wounds, no bleeding...
After being frightened again and again, Yu Dingshan's nerves were already so fragile that he couldn't bear a blow. He screamed and jumped out of the tub, and then went out without caring whether he was naked or not.
Head away.
Unfortunately, the door can no longer be opened...
Outside the door, there was the sound of Taoist priests and Taoist boys singing and screaming, plus the sound of bells and gongs, making it very noisy. Yu Dingshan slapped the door hard, but no one answered him. His heart was pounding.
Jumping, looking at the "bloody water" he brought out of the bathtub, he suddenly felt excited, rolled his eyes, and fainted again...
I don't know how long it took, but Yu Dingshan seemed to hear a long sigh in the darkness.
"well……"
His consciousness seemed to be slowly pulled back by the sigh, and not long after, Yu Dingshan opened his eyes.
He was lying on the bed, and not far from the room, there was a man in white clothes and blue trousers standing.
"Dingshan, why are you doing this?" That sighing voice seemed to have begun to speak again.
Yu Dingshan's vision gradually became accustomed to the darkness. This room was vaguely his study, but the air suddenly became cold for some reason.
"Who are you! Don't pretend to be a ghost!" Yu Dingshan curled up and tried to stay away from the man. His voice was unconsciously trembling, and his eyes were wide open, staring at the back.
"We haven't seen each other for seventeen years, and you don't even recognize me, big brother." The man in white clothes and blue trousers slowly turned around and looked at Yu Dingshan.
Yu Dingshan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his heart almost stopped beating. The person in front of him...the person in front of him!
"No! Who are you! Yu Dinghai died seventeen years ago!" Yu Dingshan shouted loudly, as if he was using his own voice to embolden himself.
"Haha, Yu Dinghai is indeed dead, and I didn't say that I was still alive." Yu Dinghai smiled sinisterly, then clapped his hands, and the candlelight in the room suddenly lit up.
Yu Dingshan was stunned on the spot. He wanted to look away from Yu Dinghai, but he couldn't do anything.
"you you……"
"It has been seventeen years, and you have caused me to die unjustly. My soul wanders in the City of Unjust Death all day long, and I am not allowed to be reincarnated. I am your biological brother, and you are so cruel..."
Yu Dinghai said quietly while walking slowly towards Yu Dingshan.
"Go away! Don't come here!" Yu Dingshan yelled in a broken voice, wishing that he didn't have a sharp sword in his hand to swing.
