After the wedding, the vegetative husband relied on me to continue his life

Chapter 21

Speaking of that incident, Shi Huan still had a bit of anger on his face.

Those people will only use some insidious means, they are not good people at all, if it weren't for An Jiusheng, I'm afraid she...

"Just when I thought this life was going to be in their hands, you appeared..."

Speaking of this, Shi Huan's eyes lit up, and the admiration in his eyes was undisguised.

An Jiusheng could even really feel this emotion. She really didn't seem to be lying, but why didn't he remember it?

"So you treat me well just to repay your kindness?"

An Jiusheng's voice was low, with a touch of disappointment that even he hadn't noticed.

"Yes and no."

Shi Huan tilted his head and answered with a smile.

If it was to repay his kindness, it would be fine to save his life directly, but what he is doing now is not just about repaying his kindness.

An Jiusheng couldn't see through Shi Huan, but what she said made him feel a little anxious.

While the two were talking, Shi Huan was already lying on the bed, the thin pajamas stuck to her body, outlining her graceful figure.

Even with the quilt covered, you can still see her beautiful shoulder and neckline, her slender neck is like a swan, and her white chest is like a fine jade.

An Jiusheng hurriedly looked away, the dryness that had just been suppressed was even more out of control now.

"A Sheng, won't you come up to sleep?"

Shi Huan didn't seem to notice, and raised his hand to pat the other side of the bed lightly.

The table lamp by the bedside shone on her cold face, adding a bit of softness, and that charming appearance was like a wife talking to her husband.

This thought flashed through An Jiusheng's mind, and those deep eyes were instantly darker than the night outside.

"You go to sleep first."

How can Shi Huan agree, who knows if this person will sleep on the sofa when he falls asleep?
"A Sheng, you're not shrinking back, are you? It's just sharing the same bed. Ordinary couples are like this. You don't expect to reveal your secrets at the time, do you?"

After hearing this, An Jiusheng hesitated for a while before walking to the bed.

But he knew that no one would break in here, but he still listened to Shi Huan's words, and lay obediently beside her.

It's not that the two of them haven't had close contact before, but this time they were on the bed, even the smell on their bodies was the same, and this ambiguous smell continued to spread in the room.

"Where's the pillow?"

An Jiusheng ignored the violent heartbeat in his chest, and asked in a hoarse voice.

Shi Huan glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, and finally took the pillow that she secretly hid from the floor and placed it between the two of them.

With such a block, you can't even see the other person's face, let alone anything else.

An Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief quietly, the hot feeling was not so strong anymore.

The night gradually deepened, until the sound of steady and rhythmic breathing came from beside him, Shi Huan opened his eyes.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, with the index and middle fingers of both hands folded together, all the aura gathered at the fingertips, and a blue light appeared in the night.

Following her movements, she lightly tapped An Jiusheng's forehead with her fingers, and said, "Search."

I saw blue light spreading from his forehead and scattered all over his head.

Shi Huan's consciousness also gathered in An Jiusheng's mind, and she used her spiritual power to check his memory.

But before he could get close, a burst of spiritual light suddenly emanated from his brain, bouncing her spiritual power away.

"Humph!"

Caught off guard by a burst of attacks, Shi Huan let out a muffled snort, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

"how is this possible?"

She opened her eyes subconsciously, and looked at the sleeping An Jiusheng in disbelief.

The center of his brain was actually locked with a spirit lock!
This was probably the reason why An Jiusheng lost his memory.

But what is going on here, who wants to lock his memory?
One question after another echoed in Shi Huan's mind, and she moved her fingers, wanting to withdraw her consciousness.

But at this moment, I felt a cold breath approaching at a high speed.

ghost?

Realizing that the visitor was not kind, Shi Huan suddenly rang the alarm, she stabilized her mind and wanted to get out of the magic.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to fight back at all, but the other party seemed to be waiting for this opportunity.

In the pitch-black room, a chilling laugh suddenly sounded, and then, countless black mist directly hit her.

Countless malicious hatred and that cold aura leaned over Shi Huan's body, her cold face turned pale, and her lively eyes turned red.

"kill him."

The voice of the evil ghost rang in Shi Huan's ears, she couldn't control her hand at all, she could only watch helplessly as she raised her hand and stretched it towards An Jiusheng's neck.

Those hands were not like normal people's hands at all, they were frighteningly white, as if they had just been taken out of the freezer, Shi Huan had a splitting headache, his eyes returned to normal for a while, and dripped blood for a while.

"stop!"

Shi Huan groaned in pain, but even if his consciousness was withdrawn, it would take a lot of effort to subdue the formed evil spirits, let alone the fact that his consciousness is gone now, and he is still trapped in the spell.

The evil ghost laughed sullenly, as if he was very satisfied with the puppet he found.

Those who are ghosts, they hate these Taoist priests the most. Now that they have found an opportunity, how can they let it go easily?
"Kill him, Shi Huan."

The evil ghost's cold voice was like a spell. Shi Huan's black eyes that had just recovered instantly turned scary red. Her mind was in chaos, but the moment the hand touched An Jiusheng, she regained consciousness. She raised her hand and pulled it out. I lost the writing brush under the pillow, and when I was about to touch it, it was knocked to the ground by the evil ghost.

The jade-colored brush fell to the ground with a crisp sound, which also shattered Shi Huan's last hope.

"Shi Huan, if you are disobedient, you will be punished."

The evil ghost warned angrily, and now Shi Huan's head hurt even more, and her consciousness was more like being bitten, she was in cold sweat from the pain, and her back was wet.

Her body trembled slightly, and she clenched her teeth tightly in pain, but she still didn't let go.

This stubborn look completely angered the evil ghost, he grinned grinningly and said, "Go to hell! Just like me, I will be an evil ghost for life after life!"

Shi Huan only felt that his consciousness was being torn apart bit by bit, and it was useless to resist.

The evil ghost's ferocious smile echoed in the room, and he stared at Shi Huan with a happy expression, but in the next second, something happened, and the originally triumphant evil ghost suddenly couldn't move.

Even the power of the evil spirit exerted on Shi Huan was weakened by more than half, giving Shi Huan a chance to breathe.

Before Shi Huan regained his composure, he saw a flash of golden light in the room, and the figure of the evil spirit was sucked into the formation, and behind the golden light was the man in black that he saw during the day—He Ming.

"How could it be you?"

(End of this chapter)