Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 387 Specter
What kind of eyes are those?

It was pitch black and empty, without the slightest luster that a living person should have. Wu Mengmeng was like a worn black jade chess piece, and he could hardly see the whites of that person's eyes.

Mo Shuyuan was so frightened that he staggered and almost fell on his back on the spot. He backed away with pale lips, but his eyes were involuntarily locked on the gray-faced, lifeless woman.

She was dressed in the clothes of a palace maid, with two elegant and exquisite jade hairpins in her hair.

The morbid pallor could not hide her beautiful face, her figure was as thin as a willow in the wind, she held back her skirt, and slowly evoked a soft and clean smile at Mo Shuyuan, just like when they first met.

Mo Shuyuan's eyes were in a trance for a moment, in the garden, in the study, on the path in the forest... He had seen this smile countless times, and it was a smile he was all too familiar with.

"Yes... yes, you—" the young man's teeth trembled, and the words squeezed out of his teeth were broken into pieces, "You are not..."

Aren't you dead? !
He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned pale from lack of blood; his throat was sweet, and his gums seemed to be bleeding from his bite.

"Your Highness, aren't you happy that my servant came to see you?" The woman grinned, and the smile on her lips deepened three points in the blink of an eye. The meaning of resentment not to go.

"It's been so many years... I have always missed His Highness, and I dare not forget it for a moment." Her smile went crazy, and her shoulders trembled with that smile.

"What about you, Your Highness?" She swayed her body, her voice suddenly became enchanting and soft, like a whisper between lovers, "Have you ever thought about slaves? Even for a moment."

Mo Shu walked back and stepped over a short step, a bone-chilling chill suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his hair, he was terrified, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat quietly.

He recognized the woman in front of him, she was his maidservant when he was 16 years old, and she was also the first time when he was young.

But she obviously died a long time ago. Six years ago, he clearly watched the servants pour the bowl of deadly poison into her. He clearly watched the blood flow profusely from her body. Watching her die!

She is clearly dead!

"Go back, this is not where you should come." Mo Shuyuan tried to stay calm, but Naihe's trembling voice still revealed the fear in his heart. The woman snorted at his warning, and Gu Zi smiled and raised her hand to caress temple.

"Your Highness, why isn't this the place where slaves should come?"

She bent her eyes, and the jade hairpin on top of her head suddenly fell and dissipated in the wind, her black hair flowed like water, and the light-colored pleated skirt was gradually stained with scarlet blood.

"You promised at the beginning that you would give Nu a position as a concubine... The bones of Nu are still buried under the mud of the pond... How did this place become a place where Nu should not come?"

More and more blood was soaked on her body, and in the blink of an eye, the plain skirt had turned into a blood skirt, and she had become the blood-covered appearance in his memory.

"Your Highness, it's so cold under the mud—"

The flesh and blood on her face rotted and fell off piece by piece, and maggots kept coming out.

She suddenly raised the hand that was half carrion and half bone, and was about to grab the young man's skirt, and her voice suddenly became shrill and sharp: "Why do you promise what you can't do, why do you say what you can't do?" !"

"The life of the slave, the life of the child in the womb, the lives of six or seven members of the slave's family...Your Highness, return these lives to the slave!!"

The ear-piercing ghost screamed from the woman's mouth, and Mo Shuyuan felt his stomach churning. He was frightened and angry, and in his embarrassment, he forgot the horror of seeing a ghost for a moment, and slammed his sleeve heavily at the ghost of the maid: "It's your own greed!"

"You are still not satisfied with the position of concubine that I promised you in the future, and you are still unwilling, and you dare to conceive the flesh and blood of this palace in private!"

"It's a joke, how can the prince of this dignified family of heaven, before marrying his concubine, make Lao Shizi's eldest son!" the young man shouted angrily.

At this time, he blamed all the mistakes on the woman, completely forgetting that the position of concubine was promised by himself and not by the maid, and he even forgot that the child was also the evil fruit he planted.

"Slave...greedy?" The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, but laughed wildly after a while, "Haha... so in the eyes of His Highness, everything is slave greed?"

"Your Highness, I clearly only wanted to stay by your side back then."

Even if she turned into a ghost, she would never forget that day. She came out of the government doctor that day and told him happily that she was pregnant with their flesh and blood, but the next moment she was tied up and forced to drink That whole bowl of Heart Eater is extremely poisonous.

Her stomach writhed in pain, and blood gushed out from every gap in her body. She stared at the tall boy not far away, trying to find any pity or intolerance from his eyes .

But she didn't find anything, the eyes of the young man who had already begun to take on a youthful appearance were as deep as water, calm and unwavering.

He just looked at her indifferently as she rolled and struggled on the ground, and finally swallowed her last breath in excruciating pain.

From the beginning to the end, she couldn't see the slightest move on his face.

She knew that the Tian family would not allow such a low|low-spirited person like her to conceive the royal family, but she did not expect Mo Shuyuan to be so decisive.

Her full of love was trampled into the mud at that moment, and the deep-seated resentment arose from that moment.

It is because of this hatred that her soul, who has no place to bury her bones, has never been dissipated by the wind and rain, but her obsession is too deep, and she can't step on reincarnation.

Because of this, she simply waited here, always looking for opportunities to take revenge on him.

She had been waiting for so many years, and finally today, when all the heavenly luck around him was offset by a powerful evil spirit, she was finally able to walk in front of him——

A hint of madness suddenly appeared in the woman's only remaining eye, she opened her hand suddenly, and then dragged out a mass of carrion.

She held it in her palm, and stretched it out to Mo Shuyuan with a smile: "Your Highness, look, this is your flesh and blood."

"It's been less than two months."

With that smile on her face, the woman approached him unhurriedly.

When Mo Shuyuan caught a glimpse of the ball, his scalp was so numb that it would explode. He strode back, until the heels of his shoes hit the fence of the gazebo by the water, and he suddenly realized that he had no way to retreat. retreat.

"Your Highness, why are you running? This is your child." The half-faced woman grinned, and the resentment all over her body almost suffocated him.

He stared at the slowly approaching woman, and at a certain critical point, his tense spirit suddenly collapsed completely.

So he yelled, turned around and jumped into the water in a panic, and countless innocent souls lurking in the bottom of the water instantly grabbed his ankle.

Zhongyuan Midnight, Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night——

The slippery and icy arms wrapped around his limbs, Mo Shuyuan's stomach twitched, and the familiar convulsion immediately spread all over his body. He struggled to swim to the opposite bank, but those ghosts dragged him into it again and again. in the water.

For the first time in his life, he tasted despair.

　Moshu is far from bad
　　Damn it, Miss Li Gui fucked him! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)