The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

In the library, Li Chengze's eyelids moved and he finally opened his eyes.

He looked around blankly, confused by the unfamiliar environment.

"Why am I here?"

He held his forehead and tried hard to recall what had happened before.

Suddenly, Shen Meng's figure appeared in my mind.

And the image of her holding a blue-glowing stone against his chest.

"Menger?"

Li Chengze sat up suddenly and looked around, but found no trace of her.

His gaze fell on the blue soul line on his right hand that extended underground. Could it be that she had returned to the underworld?

Recalling the scene before he fell into coma, an incredible look appeared on Li Chengze's face.

"I actually did this to Shen Meng?"

I could feel the indescribable touch still lingering on my lips.

He thought that he must have scared her, which made her leave in such a panic.

A ripple appeared in Li Chengze's heart, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Li Chengze was immersed in his vision of the future when suddenly...

There was a sharp pain in my chest, as if something was about to burst out of my body.

He groaned, his face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He subconsciously covered his chest, but felt a cold breath running through his body.

It felt as if countless tiny needles were piercing his flesh, causing him excruciating pain.

The demon seed in his body was affected by the monster's Hehuan Pill and cracked into a small crack.

At this moment, his lower abdomen was emitting a strange red light, like a beating heart, contracting and expanding violently.

With each beat of the demon seed, black mist seeped out from the cracks.

A sickening stench of decay and despair permeated around his body.

"Look at you, you've been abandoned again. She won't come back..."

A cold voice sounded in Li Chengze's mind, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

It wrapped around his heart, tightening again and again.

"No! Shen Meng will definitely come back. She said she wouldn't abandon me! Get out of here! I don't believe your lies!"

Li Chengze struggled to get up, the pain made his eyes go black.

But he still roared towards the voice, as if he wanted to vent all the fear in his heart.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, you and she will never be together..."

Li Chengze curled up on the ground in pain, holding his head in his hands, trying desperately to get rid of the temptation of the cold voice in his mind.

Every moment he spent with Shen Meng kept appearing before his eyes.

"She won't abandon me, she won't..." Li Chengze murmured painfully.

The trembling hand tightly covered the luminous blue thread on the right wrist.

It seemed as if that was the last bond connecting him and Shen Meng, and his only hope in despair.

He really hoped that Shen Meng on the other end of the thread could feel his pain and call.

To be able to appear in front of him immediately and tell him that this was all just a nightmare.

As time went by, Li Chengze still couldn't see Shen Meng.

The inner uneasiness kept being amplified, and that voice kept ringing in my ears.

The aura of bad luck around him became stronger and stronger, and the merit points Shen Meng had given him in the past could hardly suppress it.

Shen Meng took a deep breath and shook off the slight sense of loss in her heart.

Yes, humans and ghosts have different paths, she should have understood that long ago.

Looking up at Luo Tian's encouraging eyes, Shen Meng smiled gratefully.

"Brother Luo Tian, ​​thank you, I know what to do now."

During her time in the underworld, thanks to Luo Tian's guidance and help, her mood has calmed down a lot.

She knew she couldn't delay here any longer, as there were still many things waiting for her to do.

"Brother Luo Tian, ​​I have to go back to Tianji Pavilion. See you again when there's a chance."

Shen Meng said goodbye to Luo Tian and flashed back to Tianji Pavilion.

Shen Meng stepped into Tianji Pavilion and saw the familiar thatched hut in front of her.

Before she got closer, she saw Li Chengze huddled under the eaves.

He is thin and looks lonely.

Shen Meng's heart tightened, and a sour feeling surged in his heart.

Li Chengze felt the blue thread on his right wrist getting slightly hot, as if he sensed something.

I suddenly raised my head and saw a soft white light not far away.

The white light slowly dissipated, revealing Shen Meng's familiar figure.

In an instant, Li Chengze felt like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and all the haze in his heart was swept away.

He stood up excitedly and wanted to rush up to hug Shen Meng, but stopped just before touching the corner of her clothes.

He was afraid that this was just a beautiful illusion.

He was afraid that if he touched her rashly, she would disappear again like last time.

"Sister Shen, you're back..."

Li Chengze's voice was trembling with a hint of caution, as if he was confirming this precious thing that had been lost and found again.

He slowly stretched out his hand and gently held Shen Meng's fingers, feeling the real warmth.

Shen Meng looked at Li Chengze's thin face and felt infinite heartache in her heart.

She held his hand, patted his shoulder gently, and said softly:

"I am back."

These three short words are like the warm sunshine in winter.

All the anxiety and fear in Li Chengze's heart melted away instantly.

He looked at Shen Meng greedily, afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

After confirming Shen Meng's return, Li Chengze felt a surge of joy in his heart.

But soon, he began to worry again, afraid that Shen Meng would leave again.

Changshou Sect, Ghost Bamboo Peak.

Jinbao was lying on the recliner bored, holding a bamboo stick in his hand and occasionally poking the ants on the ground.

"Hey Mo Chen, we've been stuck in this damn place for almost half a year. When will the master come back?"

Mo Chen sat cross-legged on the side, closing his eyes and resting, turning a deaf ear to Jin Bao's complaints.

Jin Bao became even more bored when he saw Mo Chen ignoring him. He rolled his eyes and came up with a plan.

"Hey, Mo Chen, how many bamboo leaves are there on this Ghost Bamboo Peak?"

Mo Chen still closed his eyes and uttered two words lightly: "Boring."

"Don't be so boring. How about we make a bet? Let's bet on whether the number of bamboo leaves on this Ghost Bamboo Peak is odd or even. The loser will be responsible for sweeping the yard for a month, how about that?"

Mo Chen finally opened his eyes and glanced at Jin Bao: "Childish."

"Hey, don't say that. We're free anyway. Come on, do you want to bet?" Jin Bao said, reaching out to pull Mo Chen's arm.

Mo Chen shook his head helplessly. This Jinbao was really like a dog-skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.

"Let's change the bet. The loser will be responsible for making tea for the master for a month."

"Deal!" Jin Bao immediately became interested and jumped up from the ground. "You agreed to it this time, don't go back on your word!"

So, these two bored guys began to seriously study how to count the bamboo leaves all over the mountains.