Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Uh...what's the situation?It was only then that Mengxiang discovered that the person who had been dragging her out just now was actually Yifeng.

Seeing that Caixi was also beside him, staggering, sleepy and not yet awake.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a group of burly men striding towards this side. The man in the front was carrying a shiny sharp ax on his shoulder. The light refracted on his face and hit his right eyebrow A scar from the knife on his face was very clearly illuminated, the scar meandered from the tip of the brow to the chin, it was very frightening to look at in the dark, like dreaming secretly screaming, could it be that he met a robber? !

wood?Didn't he say it will be handled?How did they all break in?She swept her eyes, but she didn't see Mu Zili's figure, but saw Luo Cheng crouching and blocking little Xu Zhen behind her, her heart warmed, and she could already hear Mu Zili's voice in her ears.

"I don't know how many starry nights broke into the humble house, what's your business?" Mu Zili's face was calm and his tone was clear.

The leader of the big man with the scar stopped in his footsteps, and then smashed the sharp ax in his hand to the ground. He glanced at the crowd, and finally turned his gaze to Mu Zili, who was far away from the crowd, and said, "You are the owner of this house? So you have seen this People?" Speaking of which, a short black-faced man opened a calligraphy and painting in his hand, and held it up to Mu Zili.

"I've never seen it before!" Mu Zili replied in a deep voice, looking at the attire of the person in the painting, he must be rich or expensive, that face is very strange, but when he looked closely, the eyes looked familiar.

Simeng couldn't help being a little curious. These people broke into other people's homes aggressively, and they were looking for someone?Taking advantage of the gap between the man with the scar and Mu Zili's conversation, she stretched her neck and secretly glanced at the person depicted in the painting by the moonlight. Although her face was not handsome, it was quite upright, and there was a look of contempt in her eyes that made one dare not look directly at him.

I thought that Mu Zili could solve the matter by coming forward, but I didn't expect that the scarred man swung the sharp ax in his hand and shouted: "Stand up, compare them one by one! Don't let anyone go! Give me a good look." Look carefully!"

There were some timid people in the crowd, whose legs were limp and paralyzed on the ground after being frightened by the flash of his sharp axe, but even so, those people still took pictures and compared them one by one, for fear of misplacing them. .

When the painter walked up to Yifeng and carefully compared whether he was the same as the person in the painting, Caixi covered her face with a "puchi" and smiled, seeing the surroundings suddenly quiet down, she put down the cloud embarrassingly. Sleeve, stepped forward to hold Yifeng's arm, and looked at the painter with disdain, "You don't have eyes, do you? Can't even see this? Is the man in the painting comparable to my brother? Look at it." After walking around, it is clear that there is no one you are looking for here! Hurry up and get out!"

The big man with the scar saw that his subordinate was stunned by a little girl's yelling, his face suddenly felt dull, and he was annoyed, and the sharp ax in his hand was already slashing.Unexpectedly, before the sharp ax was raised, he already felt a stabbing pain in his wrist.In an instant, the sharp ax fell to the ground, and the back of his neck was dripping with cold sweat. He lowered his head and looked at the ax that was only a hair's breadth away from his right foot, sighing in his heart how dangerous it was.

After a long while, I just looked up and saw that everyone was looking at each other with astonishment on their faces.

Only the two men and women in front of them looked indifferent, they didn't care about his actions just now, and felt the pain in their wrists suddenly intensified, piercing into their hearts.When I looked up at the purple-clothed woman again, I saw that the corners of her eyes, nose, and mouth were suddenly bleeding profusely, and her complexion was ashen.

Suddenly, the woman grinned at him, her white teeth looked strange under the firelight, a fierce laughter came to her ears, the man with the scar trembling raised his finger and murmured like a dream, "You? You? Blood? Blood! So much blood! You..."

He was already incoherent at the moment, looking around the yard in a panic, and at some point the mist had filled the air, "Ah! Ghost..." Before he finished speaking, he had already run away with his head in his arms, even the sharp ax under his feet Can't take it away.

Seeing the sudden madness of the boss, and seeing the fear of everyone behind him, the artist thought back to hearing that the house had been abandoned for many years and no one lived there, and it was suspected to be haunted.

Now that it is like this, there must be a ghost.Leaving aside the inexplicable mist, let's just say that the unkempt man in the corner, although he never raised his head, always feels that his eyes are like will-o'-the-wisps, and he is really cautious.The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. I threw away the painting in my hand, and the person disappeared in a flash. Seeing this, the others followed suit.

"Sister Meng, are these people all infected with madness? They broke in out of nowhere and ran away like this? It's really strange!" Xiao Xuzhen tugged at the corner of Meng's skirt, her big eyes flickered, and she looked puzzled.

After being asked by him, Simeng finally relaxed his tense face, and smiled softly, "Xiaozhen, don't be afraid!" He patted little Xuzhen on the head, and turned to the tired people in the yard. Said, "Everyone go back and rest, they probably won't come again."

"Brother Feng, let's go. Let's go to sleep! Xiao Xi is so sleepy!" Seeing that Yi Feng's blue eyes were always on Meng Si, Cai Xi felt a little displeased, raised her sleeves and yawned, and held his arm He walked into the house with his arm, completely ignoring the helpless look on Yifeng's face.

"Meng'er! You should go to bed early too!" Yifeng still couldn't help but turn his head and said when she was dragged to the door by her.