Ming Zhuo opened his eyes suddenly, and smelled the smell of corruption at the tip of his nose.

She sighed in her heart, turned over and got up, sat for a while, and then stretched out her hand to touch her body.

Both her nails and hair grew a little longer, and she traveled through time and space all at once, and time still left traces on her body.

It seems that during the time she disappeared, someone missed her very much.

But it's no wonder, after all, she will soon be eighteen years old, and it's normal for someone to make small moves.

I just don't know if it was a sudden rise, or if I have already learned some news.

Ming Zhuo turned over and got down from the shelter, but her feet were on the bluestone slabs. She raised her head and looked at the surrounding environment.

This is a tomb, and the place where she lives is a sarcophagus, which is covered with soft silk and satin, making her lying very comfortable.

She slept very well this time, without being disturbed by anyone, and she was very satisfied.

The only dissatisfaction is that even if the tomb is well built, it is old and the air is not well circulated, and it smells somewhat corrupt.

This tomb is very large, and there is an ear chamber next to it, with a long burning lamp.

The walls of the tomb were engraved with vivid murals, Ming Zhuo looked at them and found that they were probably the life of the owner of the tomb.

Suddenly, the flame of the ever-burning lamp flickered, a gust of wind blew past, and a figure quietly appeared behind Ming Zhuo.

Ming Zhuo didn't turn his head back: "Big beauty, so you are really a princess. No wonder the coffin is so comfortable, thank you!"

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at the woman in front of her.

With a bluish-white face, blood-red lips, no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only two black blood holes, and a piece of talisman paper pasted on his forehead, he is obviously not human.

The corpse demon noticed that the tomb was occupied by a person three days ago, and that person had an aura that she was afraid of and was familiar with.

For the past three days, it has been hiding in the ear room, not daring to have any opinions, but it has also confirmed one thing, this person has no intention of accepting him.

The corpse monster opened its mouth, said ah twice, and seemed to remember something, and stood there in a daze.

Ming Zhuo has already seen that there is no tongue in its mouth.

"Okay, I see. You have grievances. I will help you."

She had seen the mural just now, it was a story of deep affection.

The corpse demon is the youngest princess of an ancient country. She has been pampered and loved since she was a child, and she was raised innocent and kind, ignorant of worldly affairs.

She has a sweetheart, who is excellent and talented, and he has worked so hard to marry her.

Later, the father passed away, and that person was suspected by the new king, unable to fulfill his ambitions, and finally hated her completely.

I hated her innocence, hated her non-human fireworks, and the advantages of her once loved ones were all wrong, even her breathing while alive was wrong.

It only took three short years for a married couple to become a bitter spouse.

She died in a house fight in the inner courtyard, and her tongue was cut off and her eyes gouged out by a powerful later person. That person was deeply saddened, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Tears of blood rolled down the empty eye sockets of the corpse monster. She recalled everything she had suffered during her lifetime, and her heart was so painful that she couldn't figure out why it happened.

Ming Zhuo: "He has already been reincarnated, but don't worry, since he promised to be with you from life to life, he must keep his promise."

She pinched her fingers and calculated, but she didn't know if it was retribution. That person's family background in this life was quite average.

He still has some abilities, and when he was admitted to a local public office, his parents immediately disliked his girlfriend who he had been dating for several years, thinking that the girl's rural village was an only child, and she would have to support her parents in the future, so it would be a burden.

The man thought his parents were right, but because he still loved his girlfriend, he went on a blind date in pain, and at the same time went to see his girlfriend secretly.

Such repeated pulling made the girlfriend deeper and deeper, and she couldn't let go at all.

From ancient times to modern times, they have always been irresponsible.

Ming Zhuo decided to let the corpse demon show up, lest the man still feel good about himself and how affectionate he is.

She uncovered the talisman on the corpse demon's forehead, then burned the talisman, and sent the corpse demon away.

The other party has been trapped here for hundreds of years without causing trouble, but just sleeping, which is enough to prove the tenacity of the heart.

It was almost used by someone with a heart to release it to harm others before, but fortunately, it was stopped by Ming Zhuo in time.

As long as the knot is resolved, whether the corpse demon goes to reincarnation, or chooses to stay in the underworld as a ghost messenger, the future will not be bad.

The owner of the tomb left, and Ming Zhuo didn't stay any longer and walked out.

She guessed that it must be very lively outside, and there was a big show waiting for her.

-

When it is dark, it is the time when all the demons and demons are active.

When He Wangyao and Xianze were patrolling the valley, they saw a group of people breaking into the valley again.

This group of people held torches in a mighty manner, and even invited local god sticks to perform a blessing ceremony.

One of them came out and said vigilantly: "We are here to sacrifice to the mountain god. This is our local custom. Don't make trouble for you outsiders."

He Wangyao was speechless, this group of people were really not afraid of death.

He looked up and saw an acquaintance in the team.

Seeing He Wangyao, Zhang Xian rubbed his hands together in embarrassment and said hello, "You're here too."

The show "Questioning the Spirit" was completely cooled down after the director Lu Yan's military action was dangerous.

Several guests in the program group, Professor Luo has a major job, so he still went to be his professor; Yu Shangyuan was originally from a family, and he didn't worry about making a living; Meng Tiange and Granny Mei also had some skills, and they got along well.

Only Zhang Xian, who was ridiculed by the crowd and became a trending search because of his lack of ability, his sharp looks, and his fondness for bragging.

The follow-up development was not good, and then completely disappeared. I didn't expect to continue to be a magic stick among the people.

Relying on his odd jobs such as rolling nails, swallowing knives, etc., the business is actually pretty good, which is another mess.

Zhang Xian knew that He Wangyao was from the Taoist sect, so he came over and whispered, "Master, there really are ghosts in this valley, right?"

He purposely inquired, people from the Taoist sect had been stationed here for more than half a month, and any evil spirits should have been cleaned up.

Can't be so unlucky, there are still fish that slipped through the net?
He Wangyao looked at him coolly: "What do you think?"

Zhang Xian suddenly felt chills on his neck, and he understood, "I understand, I'm telling everyone to leave quickly, this is not a joke!"

He didn't want the nail he rolled to become real, it would really kill someone!
Zhang Xian still has a certain prestige among this group of gods. After all, he got off the wishing train. He has seen more ghosts than you have eaten in your life, so he has the right to speak.

He earnestly persuaded everyone not to care about the ceremony or not, let's go quickly, life-saving is the most important thing.

Everyone was immediately shaken, but quickly said that after spending so much money, it must not be wasted. The sacrificial ceremony and blessing ceremony still need to be carried out, and other things should be streamlined.

Zhang Xian came to report to He Wangyao: "At most one hour, everyone will retreat immediately after the ceremony."

He is very fortunate that he doesn't have to perform nail-rolling on stage by himself, and he can get paid as usual.

He Wangyao thought for a while, okay, just an hour.

It's only after seven o'clock in the evening, and it's only after eight o'clock after the ceremony. It's impossible for something to happen.

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