Niu Xiaosheng's spirit suddenly became tense. He couldn't help but be nervous at this time. After all, the other party had wiped out several evil cultivators in the whole family, and his methods were ruthless and cruel. This situation now feels like a horror movie. He is the only one who has just started to practice.
As a newbie, it is reasonable to be nervous.
Following a rustling sound on the bed, and through the moonlight coming in from the window, a pair of white and tender little feet appeared in front of Niu Xiaosheng, and then he saw a pretty face with oval seeds.
This is Mrs. Zhang's personal maid Cui'er. She is a very plump girl. For some unknown reason, she has not been taken into the house by the Zhang family.
"Little Saint, come out quickly."
Cui'er's face was pale and her voice was vibrating.
To be honest, Niu Xiaosheng felt that it was quite nice under the bed and didn't really want to go out. But looking at Cui'er's pleading eyes, he remembered that when he entered the house before, the other party greeted him and enthusiastically cleaned the bottom of the bed and put a blanket on it.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and crawl out.
Cui'er was only wearing a bellyband and white shorts at this time, exposing her white arms and thighs, like a big white snake, but there was a layer of goosebumps floating on her originally white and tender skin, and her whole body was trembling.
She looked at the red-hot charcoal stove and grabbed Niu Xiaosheng's arm tightly with both hands, "Xiao Sheng, is the murderer coming?"
In the Zhang Mansion, apart from the Zhang family and his son, only Wu Yu and Cui'er in the house knew that the murderer was coming.
"Don't worry, someone will deal with him."
Niu Xiaosheng consoled him.
"You, go to bed quickly."
On the bed, the Zhang family's wife was completely wrapped in the quilt, only half of her face was exposed, and her big watery eyes were full of panic.
"Isn't this bad?"
Niu Xiaosheng hesitated. When he heard that he was going to stay in the house, the expression on Young Master Zhang's face was already ugly. If the old man hadn't already made the decision and heard that Niu Xiaosheng was only seven years old, he might have kicked him out on the spot.
The Zhang family's daughter-in-law seemed to realize that something was wrong, so she changed her words and said, "Sit on the edge of the bed."
This request was not difficult. Niu Xiaosheng twisted his butt and sat on the edge of the bed. Cui'er, who grabbed his arm, also sat down.
The moonlight outside began to dim, and the wind blew, causing the open windows to crackle.
Niu Xiaosheng stared outside, his mind tense. Suddenly, he felt Cui'er, who was sitting next to him, leaning towards him intentionally or unintentionally.
"Hiss~ Little Saint, you, you are so warm, like a stove."
Cui'er's whole body was cold and she started to tremble. Fortunately, after leaning on Niu Xiaosheng, she felt a lot better.
She simply hugged him with both hands, showed a comfortable expression, and said intermittently: "Yes, that's right, why, someone from the yamen, said that you can protect the young lady? Do you have any special abilities?"
Feeling the coolness of Cui'er's body and the light fragrance that passed into his nostrils, Niu Xiaosheng looked indifferent, like an old monk in trance and possessed by Liu Xiahui. After all, he could be considered a person who had eaten porridge overnight.
Cui'er is indeed a very smooth girl, but compared with the enchantress-like Hu Siniang, she looks much greener.
"Sister Cui'er, I'm not very clear about this either."
"You're lying. If you don't tell me, I won't ask. But can I ask you something?"
Cui'er looked at Niu Xiaosheng and prayed in her eyes, "Please protect my young lady!"
Looking at the girl's pure eyes, Niu Xiaosheng sighed inwardly, "I can't guarantee this, I can only say that I will try my best."
"Cui, Cui'er, I, I'm cold!"
At this time, the woman on the bed said with a trembling voice. Even though she was covered with a thick silk quilt, she still felt bitingly cold and her body was about to freeze.
Cui'er turned around and saw her wife's face that was slightly blue from the cold. She hurriedly helped her up and placed her behind Niu Xiaosheng, "Quick, madam, you can hug him and he won't be cold anymore."
Feeling the hot air coming from in front of him, Wu Yu instinctively just hugged Niu Xiaosheng, and his stiff body slowly relaxed.
Because Niu Xiaosheng's upper body was occupied by his wife, Cui'er, who was shivering all over, could only sit on the ground and hugged Niu Xiaosheng's thighs to resist the cold.
In this situation, Niu Xiaosheng couldn't help but think of a scene in the Legend of the White Snake, except that Fahai only had one green snake, and there were two beside him.
Suddenly, a thought came to Niu Xiaosheng's mind. The cheap uncle asked him to stay here, didn't he just want him to be a humanoid heater? After all, if he didn't stop, these two people would probably freeze to death.
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At this time, outside the house, some nursing staff patrolling with lanterns also noticed something unusual.
"Damn it, it suddenly became so cold."
"It's really strange. The cotton clothes on my body don't work anymore."
Two burly men held their arms and stamped their feet to keep warm against the cold.
It stands to reason that as martial arts practitioners, they have strong qi and blood and are not afraid of the general cold. Now they feel the chill entering their bodies even when they wear cotton clothes, which is really strange.
At this moment, an icy wind blew towards the two of them.
hiss!
The next moment, the two masculine men's eyes widened, and a short shadow suddenly appeared in the corridor.
The two swallowed their saliva, raised the lanterns in their hands and took a few steps forward. Finally, they saw clearly that the shadow was a baby who looked to be under one year old. His whole body was covered with cyan blood vessels, his face was pale, and his eyes were scarlet. At this time, he grinned and looked at the baby.
He gave them a cold smile.
Creepy!
A chill rose directly from the soles of their feet and swept through their bodies in an instant.
Kick, kick, kick!
They couldn't help but take five or six steps back, and finally sat down on the ground, hesitating and trembling, "What the hell!"
Cackling!
At this time, the baby let out a burst of laughter, grinning wider and wider, revealing the fine fangs inside, and the baby's giggles went straight into their heads.
The two of them had splitting headaches, and the next moment, the surrounding environment changed. The original corridor disappeared. They were sitting on the sticky wet mud, and the strong fishy smell made people feel sick.
Surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, dots of green phosphorus fire floated. The strange baby I saw before was lying on a hill made of piled bones, looking at the two of them with a smile, his eyes were like those of a hungry wolf seeing flesh and blood.
"No, this is a ghost beating a wall!"
In this situation, the two men didn't know what they had encountered, but knowing was one thing, and whether they could resist was another. For a moment, the two men didn't know what to do.
In the crisis, the older man had an idea and hurriedly said to his companions: "Xiaoqiang, hurry up, pee quickly, ghosts are most afraid of children peeing."
The young man next to him looked sad and pointed at his wet crotch, "Brother Wang, I peed a long time ago, but it was no use. On a dark and windy night, I am no longer a boy."