Ninety Thousand Miles Across the Weird World

Chapter 3 The Art of Dying
Night falls, and the stars are shining brightly.

Li Jun came to the main house and leaned against the door to eavesdrop.

"Madam, do you really want this? Li Jun is my son anyway." Li Er's voice came out.

Pan sneered: "Hmph, Li Jun is your son, but Li Qi is not? Do you want to watch Qi'er die?"

"Oh, madam, don't cry, it's a mistake for your husband, and you just mention it casually for your husband. The wicked son of a peasant woman is also worthy of being my Li Er's son?"

"Mother Xue, have you put away the death talisman?"

"Go back to the master, put it away."

Then, Li Er and Mrs Pan waved Madam Xue back, cut the candles, and the room fell into darkness.

Li Jun sighed.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children!
Before, when Li Jun was reading history, there was an emperor in the former Han Dynasty who favored the two sisters Zhao Feiyan and Zhao Hede. In order to please the two sisters, he strangled his own son.

Li Jun thought it was a fictional history book, but now it seems that not all people in human skin can be called people, and some are beasts.

Li Jun is not worth it for the original.

Back in the guest room, after rummaging through the boxes, Li Jun finally found a white paper figure under the mattress with Li Jun's name written on the back.

Li Jun held the white paper figurine: "This is the death talisman?"

Dog Dao: "It seems that Li Qi has made some evil spirits stare at, this death talisman is for you to die for him, tear it up!"

suddenly.

"Dong dong dong."

In the silent night, the sound of knocking on the door was very clear, knocking on people's hearts.

"Who's knocking on the door?"

The dog listened for a moment: "It's here. Seeing that the process of surrogate death has been completed, don't tear it up. It's useless to tear it up."

When Li Jun heard Gou Da say this, he knew in his heart that it was a ghost who was knocking on the door. He stared at the door vigilantly, but did not open it.

The knock on the door outside the house was persistent, like a machine, bang dong dong, dong dong dong, dong dong dong, rang at a special frequency.

After a long time, something outside finally opened, and a female voice said quietly: "Is there anyone inside? I'm so cold, so scared, please open the door for me to take shelter from the wind."

Li Jun refused to speak.

"Li Jun, Li Jun, Li Jun!"

The ghost's voice was cold and icy, with a tight, erratic sound.

Li Jun shut up, just didn't agree.

Legend has it that when someone calls your name at night, don't agree, because it may be a ghost. Once you agree, the ghost will come to harm you.

Li Jun simply closed his eyes and let the outside ghost knock on the door and call his name.

Suddenly, the window opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in, blowing some paper money on the road, unable to circle, and the room was instantly cold.

"Hee hee hee, I found you."

A faint female voice sounded in Li Jun's ears, his ears were numb, Li Jun opened his eyes, and a woman in red appeared in his sight, with a pale face and blood dripping from the skirt.

"It's actually a female ghost in red, I heard that you are the most powerful female ghost in red?" Li Jun asked curiously.

"Uh?"

The female ghost in red was stunned, staring at Li Jun with a strange expression.
The female ghost was faceless, the red clothes were dripping with blood, her hands were like dry bones, her nails shone with a cold light under the moonlight, and Mu looked at Li Jun expressionlessly.

"How do you know my name is Li Jun?"

"In the folk haunting incident, why do you ghosts know the names of living people, and you like to call the names of living people behind their backs, do you know how to read minds?"

Li Jun asked a classic question.

The red-clothed female ghost didn't speak, her eyes flashed coldly, and her long nails pierced Li Jun's face, and she was able to peel off the skin with just a light pick.

Li Jun stepped back quickly, used his mana, pinched the red-clothed female ghost with his right arm, and the red light wrapped around the female ghost. When the red light subsided, Li Jun was surprised to find out.

There was a girl kneeling on the ground. The girl was pretty, wearing a Tsing Yi, with a pair of hairpins. .

Absorbed the remnants of the female ghost.

The female ghost is called Linglong.

It was a maid in the palace of the previous dynasty. In the palace, a noble concubine with a unique color died, and Linglong chose to be the maid of the funeral.

In order to escape the tragic fate of being buried, Linglong scratched her face with her hands and ruined her appearance, but she still could not escape the fate of being buried.

The craftsman cut a small hole in her head with an awl and poured mercury into her head, mouth, intestines and other parts to ensure that the corpse would not rot for thousands of years.

Linglong has been buried in the ground for many years, and has only recently recovered. Under the order of the noble concubine, she sneaked into the world to collect blood and food.

She originally set her sights on Li Qi, and even made a mark on Li Qi, and came to claim her life tonight.

Unexpectedly, Pan invited an expert, obtained the technique of surrogate death, and replaced Li Qi with Li Jun.

"Is your concubine?"

"Master, after the noble concubine wakes up, she can share the memory of the maid, even if the maid dies, she can get the memory of the maid, please make plans early."

Linglong's voice was dull.

She lost her free will.

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Author's Word:
Dear readers of the starting point, do you want to kill the author of this book when you see this?

A good anti-routine, old bookworm?

That's it?

Bah, the author of the starting point dog.

woooooo~
For those who have been wronged and wronged, the author is really not good at writing openings, and every opening of a book has to be scolded, hey~

After the next 20 chapters, I slowly enter the state.

[This article is first published, starting from the Chinese website. 】

[The author resides at the starting point. 】

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