The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 133 Punishment
Ji Rufeng put these puppets into a cloth bag covered in red letters, then got up and said to Du Ran: "Go back to the room, it's almost two o'clock, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

Du Ran also felt tired, so he nodded in response, and then the two went back to their rooms.

Du Ran put his backpack by the bed and threw himself on the soft bed. It has to be said that the room arranged by Zhou's family for them is not inferior to that of a hotel, especially the bed underneath is very soft.

Even the soft Du Ran was drowsy.

Du Ran, who was half asleep and half awake, heard the sound of the zipper being unzipped. She struggled to turn her head to look, but she couldn't move.

Maybe it was too tired, he couldn't move no matter how hard he struggled, Du Ran became even weaker after trying a few times, so he let himself go.

Du Ran didn't see the backpack on the back of her head, and it was unzipped at some point, revealing the dark and simple spirit tablet inside, with blood-colored red light still shining through the characters on it.

When she was about to fall asleep, Du Ran felt something icy and cold swimming around her body.

That is a temperature that is familiar to the bone.

Du Ran's eyes were half closed, and she seemed to see that familiar figure in the haze, vaguely, but she was very sure. She tried hard to prop up her body, but she couldn't do anything, so she had to half open her mouth and gently He whispered the name softly.

"Ayu..."

"Ah."

A chuckle echoed in his ears.Du Ran felt that she was even more confused.

Such a sense of powerlessness, such a hazy feeling, and such a strong sense of exhaustion made Du Ran feel uneasy. She desperately wanted to wake up and look at the face that reassured her, but her eyes tried hard. He still couldn't see clearly when he opened his eyes, but because he didn't blink for a long time, there was a layer of watery light.

"Ayu..."

Du Ran could only shout these two words uneasy.

However, following Du Ran's cat-like murmur, the presumptuous hands on her body paused, and then swept over more fiercely.

This night was terribly long, and it was enough for Du Ran to remember it thoroughly.

It wasn't until Du Ran passed out completely that the raised quilt slowly flattened out, and a black silhouette gradually formed.

Looking at Du Ran who had fallen asleep with a gloomy face, there was a cold light in his pure black eyes, as if a sleeping beast was about to wake up.

He stretched out his pale and slender hand, and described Du Ran's sleeping face in the air, as if in a blurry way, suddenly, the palm opened, and suddenly his five fingers closed together, as if he had strangled something.

He lowered his hands, his hair became long and white, and his face was terribly pale. Then he gave a low snort, bent down, and moved his face closer. He bit on Du Ran's lips, forcing Du Ran to open his mouth. mouth, something slowly slid down his throat along this bewildered kiss, and Du Ran swallowed subconsciously.

When he woke up the next day, Du Ran's spirit was very bad, it could even be said to be very bad, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were blue and white, obviously he didn't sleep well.

No, it's not just that I didn't sleep well, but I didn't sleep all night, and I was tortured by ghosts all night.

After washing his face several times, his complexion barely looked much better. Du Ran looked at himself in front of the mirror, and slammed down the wall fiercely. He became a little angry from embarrassment, and even complained about the depression in his heart.

She didn't know what she did wrong, and she had to accept such an unspeakable 'punishment', what's more... She didn't do anything wrong, but that ghost went crazy, after all, depression is a ghost, isn't it?Unpredictable, isn't it?
But this conjecture was suppressed by Du Ran desperately, she didn't want herself to be depressed like this, it would be terrifying, it would make her afraid, and it was a demon who was lingering with her to death.

After forcibly suppressing his own thoughts, Du Ran managed to regain his composure, but the shadow of fear quietly buried in his heart.

But Du Ran didn't know that Ji Rufeng, who was sleeping in the room next to her, also stayed up all night.

When Ji Rufeng was asleep last night, he was awakened by a dark pressure like a beast in the abyss. At that moment, he felt suffocated.

It's like life is being taken away.

The feeling of being choked by the throat was horribly real, as if someone really was choking him hard, intending to take his life away. What was even more frightening was that his hands and feet could not move, and even his eyes could not be opened. Not open.

On the verge of death, I witnessed little by little that I couldn't breathe, couldn't struggle.

Then there was a burst of golden light on his chest, and with the sound of a sharp weapon breaking, Ji Rufeng woke up, breathing heavily, feeling that the air was so beautiful for the first time.

Ji Rufeng still remembers the feeling of suffocation last night, as well as the traces of the complete shattering of the spiritual jade that his master gave him on his chest.

Even before the jade shattered, he heard a muffled groan.

He was so shocked that he couldn't believe it was true. After all, the jade on his chest could be said to be his life-saving talisman. When he almost died when he was young, his master specially left it for him, and he solemnly said that it could Baoping, since then his health has gradually improved, and he almost regarded this jade as his second life.

And now, the second life is broken, which is equivalent to his death once.

Without this piece of jade, he would really be strangled to death, right?
who is it?Who is so capable?He doesn't even feel it at all!There is no resistance at all!If there is no jade, he may die on the bed.

The more he thought about it, the uglier his face became. Ji Rufeng didn't sleep at all in the second half of the night, but he was thinking about everything by himself, the clues of everything, but he couldn't remember when to provoke him. Such a powerful existence.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Ji Rufeng didn't have the slightest sense of gratitude, but only frustration. He almost lost his life without even seeing the enemy's face. Could there be anything more unacceptable than this?
It wasn't until dawn that Ji Rufeng didn't see the thing that killed him again, and the turbid air in his chest was slowly released. Anyway, this jade contained most of the old man's hard work, so the thing might have been injured because of it, right? show up.

Ji Rufeng tossed his hair irritably, stood up to wash his hands, looked in the mirror, and saw the black handprint on his neck without any surprise, which was so dazzling as to mock his incompetence.

Ji Rufeng smashed the wall fiercely, his face was extremely ugly, then he took out a circle of gauze and wrapped it around his neck, so as not to scare people with these marks.

Therefore, when the two brothers and sisters looked up at the same time and saw the other's expression was very bad, they were both stunned, their eyes full of surprise.

"what happened to you?"

The two spoke in unison.

Du Ran couldn't help laughing, and said slowly, "Brother didn't sleep, okay?"

Ji Rufeng nodded slowly, and said, "Xiao Ran's spirit is also very poor."

Du Ran was embarrassed, thought for a while, and said, "I love the bed, so I can't sleep."

Ji Rufeng nodded pretending not to care, and said, "Me too, don't talk, let's go out, the Zhou family is probably waiting for us."

Du Ran saw the gauze on Ji Rufeng's neck sharply, and said in surprise, "Senior brother, are you injured?"

(End of this chapter)