I Really Like That Guy!

Looking at the back that disappeared in the blink of an eye, Bai Yangyang wanted to cry without tears.

Little Senior Sister, look back at me, have you forgotten your little Junior Sister?

A Luo walked for a while following the source of Yin Qi he sensed, only to realize that he had left Bai Yangyang behind. She wanted to go back to find her, but when she turned around and saw the intricate courtyard behind her, she immediately dismissed the idea.

I really went back to find it, for fear that I would lose it myself.

It's better to go to the thousand-year-old ghost king and solve him, and there is no danger in this house.

Just as the rest of the group carefully visited the thousand-year-old house, Arlo had come to a remote courtyard alone.

The whole house has been completely renewed, it doesn't look like it has been abandoned for a long time, but this yard is different.

Time stops in other places, only this yard, its time is a normal flow rate.

The walls of the courtyard are covered with wanton growing vines, the raised eaves are covered with a layer of dark green moss, the wooden courtyard door has been rotten and tattered by time, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and a long-standing locust tree branch is aimless. The ground stretched out, covering the sky and the sun, shrouding the yard in a shadow.

The locust tree is a tree of extreme yin, and there are ghosts under the wood. It has always been known as the ghost tree.

A Luo's heart was heavy. In her eyes, the yin in this yard rose to the sky. Except for the visible light within a few meters in diameter around her body, the surroundings were completely dark.

She could see that this yard has not been renovated several times like the big mansion outside, it has really experienced thousands of years.

Just now, she sensed that the Yin Qi was the heaviest here, so she went straight all the way here.

Arriving here, A Luo deeply realized that this ghost king might be more troublesome than she thought.

Even so, she still had to make a fuss.

It is written in the plot that the arrival of the heroine broke the seal of the ghost king. Originally, he was trapped in this house. After meeting the heroine, he was able to leave the area that had bound him for thousands of years. Since then, his heart is full of hatred. The ghost king has done many evils in the world, committing countless murders.

So this time, there can only be two endings.

Either Arlo influences him or destroys him.

There is no other way.

With that in mind, A Luo pulled out the peach wood sword from behind in one hand and the evil seal in the other. He lifted his foot and stepped over the dilapidated threshold into the grassy courtyard.

As soon as he stepped out, his eyes suddenly turned black.

Ghosts attack people mostly from the spiritual level, because ghosts and people are actually two-dimensional creatures, the world of ghosts is four-dimensional, they are a mass of spiritual energy, and people are three-dimensional, a real material body.

Under normal circumstances, ghosts cannot cause substantial harm to humans.

Many people dream of deceased relatives, that is because ghosts can't contact people at all in reality, they can only be connected through spiritual connections, and it must be effective at night when the yang energy of the human body is the most deficient.

If it is a stronger ghost, it can control the nerves of human beings, such as causing hallucinations in the eyes, stepping on empty corridors and so on.

If it is stronger, it is like being possessed. Once possessed by a ghost, it also proves that the person's yang qi is deficient, and he is flooded with yin qi all over his body. Basically, he is not far from death.

And really powerful ghosts, they can use energy to condense entities and create large illusions to confuse and kill people.

In the fantasy world, people cannot distinguish between reality and illusion. As long as they die in the fantasy world, their souls will be silently eaten and turned into nutrients for ghosts.

A Luo has been on guard, but unfortunately this is the ghost king's hometown. She was still one step away from chess. As soon as her feet landed in the door, the courtyard in front of her suddenly changed.

It seems that time and space have regressed in an instant, and the man-high weeds in the yard withered and withered, turning into a garden full of flowers, and the dilapidated gate was restored to a solemn, heavy and luxurious style, with yellow-orange-orange copper rings hanging on the door. The broken house that was blown by the wind and rain became brand new, and a swallow with mud flew from the eaves and got into the nest under the eaves.

In an instant, the dilapidated courtyard was restored as new. If it weren't for the tall old locust tree, Arlo would have thought that he was not standing in the original place.

The vicissitudes of life, nothing more than that.

Originally, this house was so quiet that it could be called dead silence, and the chirping of insects in the mountains and forests could not be heard, but at this moment there were loud voices around.

A group of people came to A Luo, and A Luo suddenly found herself changed. She was wearing a bright red wedding dress with a red hijab on her head.

These were all caused by negligence. When she looked up again, there was only red eyes left in front of her. When she lowered her head, she could only see her feet wearing red embroidered shoes.

Someone next to her was helping her to move forward, and the sharp voice seemed extremely harsh: "The bride is here, let's go, let's go, the eldest young master can still wait for the bride to worship."

The people around were laughing and saying congratulatory words in their mouths, as if it was a big happy event.

A Luo didn't say a word, kept a silent and submissive attitude, and was pushed into the hall of the house, and then a red silk was handed to her, and she took it with kindness.

This illusion is very real. There is a pungent smell of rouge from the person who is supporting her, and there is warmth in her hands, as well as the wedding dress she is wearing and the ribbon in her hand, all of which are truly outrageous.

Someone raised his voice and said, "The eldest young master is here—"

The originally noisy lobby was quiet for a while, and only the sound of the roller rolling on the ground remained. After rolling for a while, the sound stopped beside Arlo.

A Luo quietly tilted his head and looked under his hood.

Next to her, there was a wheelchair, the kind of wheelchair assembled from wood in ancient times. There was a person crooked on the chair. She didn't see his face, but she could see his posture.

He seemed to be unconscious, or he had no strength all over his body. He slumped softly in the chair, his jet-black hair fell like a waterfall, and one arm rested on the armrest.

The red wedding dress wrapped around his body, the body was terribly thin, and the shoulder bones protruded like spikes, almost piercing the loose bright red robe.

Just looking at it, A Luo couldn't restrain the sour and heavy emotions in his heart.

No need to guess, she already knew who this person was.

This is the ghost king, Fu Yanli, the villain in the plot.

In the plot, Bai Yangyang came to the Fu family's old house and entered the illusion, but she was not capable enough to go to the yard, so the illusion she encountered was different from that of A Luo. Her illusion was an attack by thousands of ghosts, in order to escape from the siege of thousands of ghosts , She killed ghosts for a day or two, and in the middle of it, she unconsciously destroyed many buildings in the house, so she broke the seal here and released the ghost king.

A Luo couldn't help but wonder, could this illusion be Fu Yanli's memory?

Just as she was thinking about it, the process of worshiping the church was over before she knew it. She was taken to a room and sat on the bed with Fu Yanli's wheelchair not far in front of her.

Someone next to him smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, brother, he is helpless. Today, I will lift his hijab on his behalf. I hope that my sister-in-law will take more care of him."

Before A Luo opened her mouth, she lifted the red cloth in front of her with a happy scale, and the indoor scene suddenly came into view.

The antique room, all kinds of furniture and accessories, are all very particular, obviously this is a wealthy home. The man who picked the hijab saw the bride's face, and there was a glint of amazing lewdness in his eyes.

He smiled all over his face, as if he was the one who got married today, picked up the wine glass on the table next to him, and said with a smile: "The auspicious time is here, and the elder brother can't drink the wine. I am afraid that the younger brother will do it for him. Sister-in-law, please?"

A Luo didn't give him a look. The first thing she saw was the man in the wheelchair.

Not as lost as she imagined, the man in the wheelchair had his eyes open.

He has a handsome face, but because he is too thin and withered, his complexion looks hideous and terrifying. Even if his eyes are not closed, there is no trace of expression, just like two pools of stagnant water.

Anyone who sees him, the first reaction is probably that this man will not live long.

His limbs were shriveled, his face was haggard and numb, and there was no expression on his face. Although he had a tall frame, he was so thin and small when curled up in a chair, like a dying man who was dying of old age.

Facing his new wife, he didn't even glance at him, and Arlo even wondered if he was just a statue of the living dead.

The greasy man next to him came over again and brought a wine glass to A Luo: "Sister-in-law, drink it up!"

Apart from the three of them in the room, there was not even a servant who served.

Perhaps seeing A Luo watching Fu Yanli, the man kept chattering: "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, although you are married to our family to give your brother a blessing, everyone knows that my brother has a short time, and marrying you is also for the sake of forgiveness. The heart of the old man. We will not ask you to be a widow. In the future, you will be your brother's wife in name and follow me behind your back, guaranteeing that you will enjoy endless wealth and wealth. "

When he said this, there was no shame in the man's expression, but an irresistible smugness on his face.

A Luo finally turned to look at him, and spit out a few words: "You are noisy."

The man's smile stopped abruptly, he looked ordinary, because of excessive indulgence and unrestrained, his eyes were black and dark, and his face was short-lived.

When he stared blankly, he looked like an ugly toad.

Even the scrawny Fu Yanli was a hundred times more beautiful than him.

A Luo stared at his face, his eyes flashed slightly, and his tone was calm: "My sister-in-law wants to get involved, is it because your mother can't satisfy you?"

This time, the man was completely stunned, his expression was horrified, and he pointed at Arlo and said with a trembling voice: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

A Luo did not change his face, and said calmly: "From your appearance, the parents palace is stained with peach blossoms. Either you have a relationship with your mother, or you are with your father. If it is not your mother, is it your father?"

The woman's face is beautiful, her eyes are black and white, like a clear mirror, all the filth and darkness in the world are invisible in her eyes.

With a "click", the wine glass in the man's hand fell to the ground and shattered into slag.

Opposite the two, Fu Yanli, who was sitting in a wheelchair like a wooden man, blinked inadvertently with his unblinking black eyes.