Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 57 His body is rotting

Ning Luo ignored the pain, threw away the scissors, and used both hands and feet to hold the big rooster tightly, splashing as much blood from its neck into the mouthwash cup as possible.

Ning Luo was not willing to throw away the rooster until the last drop of blood was shed.

But she found that her hand was also bleeding, dripping all over the floor. Without thinking about it, she put her hand on the mouthwash cup and squeezed the blood into it desperately.

She didn't tear off a piece of cloth from her body until the mouthwash cup was full, and tied the wound up in a knot so that the blood wouldn't flow out. to the bed.

Bei Minggu was hanging halfway down by the bed, Ning Luo couldn't see his face, and didn't know what was going on with him, so he could only push him, "Bei Minggu! Bei Minggu! Bei Minggu... "

He pushed and yelled a few times, but he didn't respond.

Ning Luo had no choice but to put the cup of blood on the floor, and tried to lift him up. Beiming was tall and tall, and she used all her breastfeeding strength to turn his body into the bed. But the body was also brought to throw on his body.

As a result, there are no mouth-to-mouth wasted scenes like those on TV.

but panic...

"Bei Minggu, you, you, why did your body rot?"

The scene in front of her scared Ning Luo's pupils to the maximum, and her words trembled so that she couldn't speak. Her eyes were fixed on Bei Minggu's face... No, she couldn't recognize this face now. It's not Bei Ming Gu's fault anymore.

The face that was only a few centimeters away from her eyes was so festered that it was beyond recognition, and there were even thick bones in some places, and the eyeballs were so rotten that they stuck to the eyelids.

Obviously, when she left, Bei Minggu's face was just the place where the sunburned festered area more than doubled in size, less than half of his face. Why did she just go to a market and come back, and he turned into this rotting corpse?

"No! This is definitely not Bei Minggu! Absolutely not!"

Just stunned for three or four seconds, Ning Luo immediately bounced off Bei Minggu in horror and fell to sit at the end of the bed. She propped up the bed with one hand, and the other was about to cover her mouth to prevent herself from screaming, but she hadn't stretched out her hand yet. When it came to my mouth, I immediately smelled a rancid smell coming from my hand.

Looking at her hands, she almost spat out with a "huh" immediately, her hands, unexpectedly, unexpectedly... had something like carrion sticking to them, and a maggot twisted her buttocks on her hand , fell on the bed.

And she looked at Bei Minggu's neck in horror... Where she pressed her hand just now, there was a handprint sunken there, which was obviously rotten meat, and she pressed down with her palm, and a handprint appeared.

Fear!Fear!fear!
At this time, all the creepy emotions occupied her heart, she desperately shook the stinking carrion in her hand, and cried out in a broken voice: "It's not Bei Minggu! No! No! It's not him!" She stepped back again and again, but inserted backwards Onions planted under the bed.

She couldn't feel the pain anymore, she rolled over and sat on the ground, but she no longer had the courage to look at the rotting corpse on the bed, she just grabbed the quilt at the end of the bed and wailed, "Why... why, Why rotting, rotting so fast? Why, why..."

Her heart seemed to be torn open by someone, Ning Luo grabbed the quilt hanging at the end of the bed with one hand, and covered her heart with the other, crying so hard that her eyes were blurred by tears, and her whole face was wet from crying.

hatred!She hates it!
regret!She is so sorry!
She hated herself for not hurrying to buy the cock back, hated herself for dawdling, hated herself for wasting nearly [-] minutes in the bathroom disguising herself before going out, maybe as long as these [-] minutes were quick, he would be saved!

She regretted why she didn't cut the blood directly and feed him her own blood, even if it was a drop, maybe he would be able to last until she bought the cock back!

Ning Luo cried until she was physically and mentally exhausted, her voice became hoarse, she cried until she became soft and weak, and finally her head rested on the end of the bed, leaving only the sound of sobbing.

"Girl..."

"Girl..."

In the air, there seemed to be two calling sounds that seemed to be there.

Bei Minggu's voice?

Ning Luo immediately tensed up, and subconsciously pricked up her ears to listen carefully, and then she seemed to feel a gentle cool wind blowing by her ears, and the faint voice sounded again, "Don't cry, cry It went on and on and finally stopped and could hear me."

Impatient tone as always!

But it seems to be distressed and sorry with this promise!
It's just that the voice is as thin as a mosquito's sound, ethereal and trance. If you don't listen carefully, you will easily think it is a hallucination, but Ning Luo can recognize the voice of Bei Minggu, because it belongs to Bei Minggu. Caring impatiently, but with her helpless tone.

"Bei Minggu? Bei Minggu, where are you?" Ning Luo immediately turned around, looking for Bei Minggu's figure in the entire room.

However, the room was empty.

"Don't look for it, I'm right in front of you, you can't see me." His voice was low and depressed.

Ning Luo felt the coolness drifting in front of her, she immediately stared at the air in front of her with wide eyes, wishing she could stare out a human figure of Bei Minggu from the empty air, and said anxiously: "Bei Minggu Gu, you're not dead yet, are you? Why don't you show up for me to see? You're playing games with me, and you're teasing me again?"

After finishing speaking, she tried to comfort herself again, talking to the air and emphasizing, "You must be teasing me! You must not be dead! Yes, it must be like this!"

"I've already died a long time ago, and this time, I should really be wiped out." Bei Minggu's voice came again faintly, "Girl, I'm not playing games with you. Dissipate, the soul can no longer become an entity for you to see."

What does it mean to be wiped out?

Ning Luo's tense body softened instantly, and he pointed to the corpse on the bed in disbelief, and asked in a crying voice, "Then, is that your body? Why is it rotting so fast? Bei Minggu, didn't you tell me that you just Will drinking rooster blood make you heal? What do you mean when you tell me that the ashes are wiped out?!"

Bei Minggu replied in a low voice: "I have been dead for a while, and my body was frozen in the early stage, but I hate the feeling of being frozen. Later, I abandoned the crystal coffin, relying on drinking chicken blood and practicing ghost techniques Let the corpse not rot, and now I can't ghost, so it immediately rots into what it should be."

Indeed, Bei Minggu has been dead for a while!

If the corpse is rotten normally, it should be rotten to the extent of the bed!
However, Ning Luo still couldn't accept such a fact!

She sat on the ground and kept sobbing!

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and quickly crawled over to the cup of chicken blood, picked it up and held it up into the air that made the sound, "Bei Minggu, drink some chicken blood, if you drink some chicken blood, maybe you All right!"

She looks like a crazy person at this moment!

She couldn't see Bei Minggu, but Bei Minggu was standing in front of her. Her appearance made him feel distressed. He reached out to touch her face, but his hand passed through her cheek, and he couldn't touch it at all. She said, "My body has been corrupted to the point of uselessness, and if I drink it, I won't get better."

"No way! No way!" Ning Luo was about to cry anxiously, his voice choked up, "Then hurry up and practice ghost art, your aptitude is so good, maybe you can reach the first level in a long time, no, you can reach the level. Level [-], then, then...then you can turn your corpse back into an intact form!"

Ning Luo was almost incoherent, Bei Minggu looked even more distressed, but couldn't touch her to comfort her, so he had to shake his head helplessly, "It's too late, if it's night, maybe there is still a chance, but now it's broad daylight, I can't go outside at all Absorbing the aura of the heavens and the earth, I am so weak, I can't make it through the night."

"Then, what should I do..." Ning Luo couldn't help crying again, tears streaming down his face.

"Girl, don't cry." Beiming Gu comforted in a deep voice, "After I leave, call Susu and tell her that I left, and let her take good care of Grandpa."

"Don't tell me this, I don't want to hear it!" She didn't want to cry either, but she just couldn't control her tears. She is not a person who loves to cry. She has never cried like this since she grew up. She is so upset. She was so sad, she really wanted to curse, "Bei Minggu, I only gossip, I don't pass on last words, if you don't say something nice, you will really die!"

She laughed and cried, wiping away her tears desperately, but the makeup on her face was smeared, one piece was white and the other was black, and she looked very embarrassed.

Bei Minggu stared at her quietly. In fact, he really didn't want to leave, but he already felt the pain in his limbs, and his fingers and toes were beginning to disappear bit by bit. He had to hold back and said, "Go and kill the child , it’s a bad dream to meet a ghost like me.”

She always wanted to kill the child!
Perhaps, this is better for her!
However, Ning Luo didn't seem to hear his words, didn't object, didn't agree, didn't even make a sound, just sat on the ground and sobbed like a child venting his anger, sobbing and clapping, very loudly.

Pumping and pumping, she suddenly picked up the cup of chicken blood, and suddenly got up!

"Girl..." Bei Minggu subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab her, only to realize that there was only one arm left and the palm was gone.

And Ning Luo came to the bed in a few strides, stared at his rotten corpse for a few seconds, then suddenly bit his lip fiercely, stretched out his hand to strangle his rotten jaw, neither smelly nor disgusting, forcibly Pinch his mouth open and pour the cup of chicken blood into his mouth with all his might.

"Bei Minggu, wake up for me! If you don't wake up for me! I'll drag you outside tomorrow to kill you!"

Her fierce behavior caused Bei Minggu's soul to twitch the corner of his mouth. Although he knew that he would never wake up again, after listening to her words, he still involuntarily disappeared until his hands and feet disappeared. The soul reattached to his corrupted body beyond recognition.

(End of this chapter)