Playing as a psychopath at the beginning, teammate Kirin brother

Chapter 76 Ghosts should be afraid of dog blood, right?
"Is this the animation candle night? Need to engrave it to commemorate it?" Mo Fan was a little puzzled.

What kind of custom is this?

However, I decided to take a good look at it.

The mural on the wall is telling a story, a woman's wedding night.

She started to put on makeup in the morning, and greeted the guests together with the men. At night, the men got drunk and the women guarded the room alone.

In the middle of the night, the man finally came back, and there were several servants outside the door eavesdropping on the movement inside the house.

Soon the two lay down and the curtains were drawn.

Seeing this, Mo Fan couldn't help reaching out and buttoning the curtain on the mural.

When she woke up the next day, the woman began to feel uncomfortable. A few days later, she also had a reaction on her body, and there were many red spots on her arms.

Call the doctor to help her diagnose.

But no doctor could cure her.

Then the woman spent a lot of money and manpower to build the tomb, and she moved here alone for the rest of her life.

"You lived here before you died? What a heart." Mo Fan shook his head.

A gust of cold wind blew from behind, Mo Fan couldn't help shivering, and turned his head to look at a half-open stone door.

"When you came in here just now, was that door open?" Mo Fan was a little surprised.

But since it's windy, maybe it's an exit!

Mo Fan didn't care too much, and immediately walked towards the door with a flashlight.

On this side of the door is a larger room with a coffin in the middle.

"It turns out that the owner of the tomb is here." Mo Fan clasped his hands together.

"No intention of disturbing, I just accidentally fell into the poor man, please forgive me."

Whoosh.

Another gust of cool wind blew, and Mo Fan had goosebumps all over his body, only to realize that the room was very cold, like an ice cellar.

But there is nothing in this room except the coffin, the stone wall is bare, there is nothing.

"Tsk, why is it so cold? Where is the exit?" Mo Fan muttered, walked around the room, and reached out to touch the stone wall.

But no exit was found.

This is also a stone, and the wind does not blow from above.

"Strange, is it haunted?" Mo Fan reached out and scratched the back of his head.

He walked towards the coffin, still a little panicked in his heart, so he quickly bowed and apologized.

"Hello, beauty, I really don't mean to offend, I just want to go out now, can you please let me go?"

creak.

The sarcophagus seemed to move and made a sound.

Mo Fan backed away in fright, and patted his chest hard to comfort himself.

"Don't scare me, I'm timid, please."

creak!

The sarcophagus moved again.

But this time it was even more obvious that a gap had been removed.

"Oh my god, it's haunted!" Mo Fan hurriedly turned around and wanted to run away.

Boom!

But the Shimen closed tightly in an instant, no matter how much he pushed it, he couldn't push it open.

"I'm so lonely." A woman's voice came from behind.

The sound is quite nice.

Yujie's clip sound...

"It's been thousands of years, and finally someone has come to accompany me." The woman spoke again.

Mo Fan didn't dare to turn his head now, he could only feel his legs shaking violently.

"Do you want to run?" the woman said.

Mo Fan kept shaking his head, "No, I went to the wrong place, sorry!"

There was no sound behind me.

Mo Fan couldn't help swallowing, and now he panicked even more.

Turning her head slightly, she saw a woman in white clothes sitting on the sarcophagus, and the ribbon on her skirt was blown around by the wind, looking like a nine-tailed fox.

"Come here..." the woman said.

"No more." Mo Fan shook his head vigorously, thinking about how to open the door.

"Do you want me to come and invite you in person?" The woman sneered.

Mo Fan turned around quickly and approached her tremblingly, with a stiff smile on his face.

"Miss sister, I really entered this place by mistake. I know that you died of illness in your previous life. How about I give you medicine?"

As Mo Fan said, he took out a lot of medicine from his backpack.

Amoxicillin, Banlangen, Ganmaoling, Liuweidihuang Wan...

"Your medicine can't cure my illness." The woman lifted his foot and kicked his hand away, and all the medicine fell to the ground in an instant.

Then her slender hands rested on Mo Fan's shoulders, and her long nails gently raised his jaw, "I need a man, only a man can cure my disease."

"No, that little sister, now that medicine is advanced, it may have been an incurable disease before, but now Banlangen may be able to cure it, why don't I make you a cup?" Mo Fan was a little desperate.

Recalling the mural just now in my mind.

The woman got the disease after the wedding night in the bridal chamber, and erythema appeared on her body, isn't that the plum disease?
This……

Could it be that she wants to give it to me?
"I've been waiting here for thousands of years, just waiting for a man to detoxify me, and now I finally have it!" The woman stared at her coldly.

"Take off your clothes."

Mo Fan covered his chest with his hands, "I can't do it!"

"Or, do you want me to do it myself?" The woman clenched her five fingers into fists as she said.

Looking at her long nails, it feels like they could stab someone to death.

This is too scary!

Mo Fan was so frightened that cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he couldn't help swallowing.

What should I do?

You can't be bullied by this female ghost, right?
And she still has that kind of disease on her body, what should I do?

"one!"

"two!"

The female ghost started the countdown, with a sharp look in her eyes.

"I take off."

Mo Fan turned around and unbuttoned his clothes one by one helplessly.

The woman sitting on the sarcophagus behind him was smiling with her hands covering her mouth, and under the sarcophagus she was sitting on was a dried female corpse.

The female corpse was dressed gorgeously, with all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, a veil covering her cheeks, and a golden crown on her head.

It is not difficult to see that this is the tomb owner himself.

And the wounded woman sitting in the sarcophagus is shaking her legs, proud of her prank.

"Miss, beauty, aunt, can we discuss it again?" Mo Fan wrapped his clothes tightly around his body.

After some ideological battles, he felt that he could not just dedicate himself like this.

"There is no room for negotiation! Do you know what the consequences of angering me are?!" The woman said and pointed at him, "Take off your clothes and put your backpack on the ground!"

Mo Fan held the backpack tightly with both hands, this was his only hope.

I just don't know if this ghost is afraid of fire or explosives.

"Ghosts should be afraid of dog blood, right?" Mo Fan suddenly remembered seeing ghosts afraid of dog blood in ghost movies when he was a child.

So he stretched out his hand to transfer a bag of hot dog blood from his backpack, took out his hand and tore off a button forcefully, and directly barked at the woman in white in front of him.

(End of this chapter)