Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

As a result of covering up and using too much force, Liu Qiuding's house was almost burned down. As for himself, even though he was in the sea of ​​fire, he was fine because he had recited the fire-avoiding spell.

Paper skin is not resistant to high temperature, nor can it be drenched in water. Dolls made of it are very easy to be amputated. In actual combat, they only have the advantage of lightness and dexterity.

Ren Qizhi also probably thought that this matter had already been settled, and there would be no further complications, so he sent a few crudely made paper puppets.

Right now, the paper can't contain the fire, and the fragile paper dolls are reduced to ashes under the burning fire, and are swept into the sky with the heat wave.

The rolling river is rushing, but it is far away, and it seems that there will always be a day to return. In contrast, the raging fire seems to be more holy——

Combustion is not combustion, but an alternative purification.

Looking at these ashes that flowed with the wind, a kind of peace like that of a saint had never been born in Zi Qinghe's heart.

The calm lasted only for a moment, and the next moment Mu Ziyun squeezed in.

Naturally he was still angry, but he had to go and check the noise he made so loudly, so he recited the fire-avoiding spell and entered the sea of ​​flames to find out.

"What are you pouting for?" Unexpectedly, Bi Qinghe just glanced at him lightly, without any regret.

Mu Ziyun was choked by him, and replied angrily: "What are you pouting, I'm protruding."

Thinking about it, the flames were brilliant, and Qinghe didn't see the wound on his mouth at all. On the contrary, he ignored him after asking that sentence, and lifted up his sleeves while dissipating the flames.

His forearm was still swollen high, even faintly blue as if poisoned.

After all, it was Mu Ziyun who was ashamed and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"I was hit by his stick just now." Ge Qinghe replied without raising his head, but his tone was not good.

——Because he could see that there were two small holes that looked like snake bites on the high swollen part of his arm, and black blood was dripping out at this moment.

"How can this stick beat blood?"

Mu Ziyun noticed it of course, and dragged Bi Qinghe to his body, pulled out the dagger by the side of his boot with a "shua", scorched it for a while in the lingering flames around him, and made a gesture to strike down.

Covering Qinghe Zishi was frightened by him, he quickly shook his hands and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

"Squeeze poisonous blood." Mu Ziyun took it for granted.

Concealed and stared at him for a while, then said: "I will do it myself."

After everyone said that, Mu Ziyun naturally wouldn't bother him any more, obediently handed over the dagger, and teased, "You spoiled young master, will you handle it?"

……

"Hey, why don't you just cut the meat off into pieces."

The movement of covering up Qinghe is really terrifying, if you get closer, you may hear the sound of blood gushing out from the wound, Mu Ziyun could not help but squint his eyes, clicked his tongue for a long time, thinking that this beautiful woman is not only cruel to others, Be harder on yourself.

He still couldn't help asking: "Qinghe, don't you feel any pain?"

"Of course it hurts." Ge Qinghe was obviously annoyed by his twittering questions, gave him a rare look, and replied, "Does it mean that it hurts when you howl?"

"Alright, Mr. Xiaomai is very strong." Mu Ziyun replied, and subconsciously took out a clean handkerchief from his lapel.

——Braiding is naturally a cover-up and something that cannot be done by himself, so he can only let Mu Ziyun do it.

Mu Ziyun wrapped it carefully, and even wanted to tie it into a beautiful knot, so it was impossible for him to cover up and stare at him, and his gaze could only be erratic.

He suddenly saw that the dagger was still in his hand, so he bent down slightly, reached out his hand to wipe off the blood on the trouser leg, and then inserted it back into Mu Ziyun's boot sheath, saying: "The dagger is still there." you."

God knows if Mu Ziyun is obsessed with cleanliness. In short, the Lord Ghost King was stiffened by his actions. After finishing the knot hastily, he slammed the cover and straightened his body. He was about to say something, but suddenly His expression froze, and then he reminded softly: "...There is something behind you staring at you."

What Mu Ziyun said was not a joke.

Even though the fire that was concealed and summoned just now reaches the sky, there is still a fish that slipped through the net standing behind them at this moment—it is the paper doll that was beaten with a stick just now and bleeds poisonously, although it is also covered in blood like other paper dolls. It was pitch black, with a fleeting red light flashing on the edge, but it didn't blow away with the wind.

It's just that the cover-up and trust in him are really not high, so I paused for a while before turning around suspiciously.

"Hide Qinghe." The puppet called out to him as it kicked the remaining half of the stick on the ground.

The voice was very dull and indifferent, and it was not a sound that a stranger could make, but Bi Qinghe could hear a bit of gnashing of teeth, as if he wished to swallow him alive.

Covering Qinghe frowned, he asked, "Who are you?"

"...to hide peace." The puppet completely ignored his question and said to himself, "When did you become so jealous? Repeatedly spoil my good deeds and destroy my mind, beware of retribution!"

"I don't owe you anything, how about retribution?"

"You owe me your life..."

The paper puppet raised the wooden stick in its hand and pointed at Zhe Qinghe. After he said this, it was as if the task had been completed. Suddenly a gust of wind blew from the east, and his figure was scattered in the sky bit by bit.

Although Qinghe couldn't see his movements clearly, he could see a flashing red dot on the top of the stick, and that flashing red spot was actually a round red bead, which made a "click" sound after losing the support of the stick. fall to the ground.He just wanted to take a closer look, but who knew that the red bead looked like it had grown legs, and disappeared with a "swish".

Concealed and invisible, but Mu Ziyun could see clearly, the red bead was tied with a thin thread of spiritual power, extending to the shaded side of the eaves, it suddenly disappeared, obviously it was taken away by someone .

Maybe Ren Qizhi also came today.

After Mu Ziyun thought this way, he quickly dragged Bi Qinghe to his side, and persuaded him, "Don't chase after me."

Bi Qinghe was obviously startled by the puppet's "You owe me a life", his mind was in a mess, even Mu Ziyun didn't notice that something was wrong when he pulled him hastily, he just replied in a daze: "I didn't think Chase."

Mu Ziyun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't believe what he said, maybe he was talking nonsense."

"Just because I don't remember it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Bi Qinghe emphasized.

Seeing his serious appearance, Mu Ziyun couldn't hold back and said, "How old are you, why do you have such a bad memory?"

"If it wasn't for human life and blood and blood, why would he pursue me so hard? The reason behind this may be even worse." Bi Qinghe turned to look at him, and continued, "I want to go back to the heaven. "

"You want to go back to Heaven? Don't—"

Subconsciously, Mu Ziyun didn't want him to leave, so he quickly pinched his shoulders and turned him in one direction, seeing the four people in the room with their windows open, he continued, "Look at Liu Qiuding's family looking at you eagerly. , what will they do when you leave?"

Covering Qing and being terrified by his sudden intimacy, he quickly pushed away his hand on her shoulder, and teased: "Aren't you here?"

"Me?" Mu Ziyun looked distressed, "It's not safe to keep them here, but I can't take them to the ghost world. They are all mortals, and if they stay in the ghost world for a long time, ghost energy will enter their bodies, and they will live longer." Halved."

Mu Ziyun said to himself: "But it's too troublesome to bring so many people around—"

Concealed and thought for a while, and said: "Why don't you send them to Yanyu City first, there is a Fangze Temple there, the owner of the temple is called Jiuyi Immortal, he is an old acquaintance of my father, and I will definitely keep them safe for the time being."

"But can people take in so many inexplicable people?"

After hearing what he said, Bi Qinghe also became distressed, thinking right, these four are not enough, maybe the other two sons who are running businessmen and officials have to be arrested to minimize the risk .

Wait, four people——

Concealing and turning his head abruptly, he saw that besides the four of them, the shadows printed by the candles in the room were actually the fifth one!

The shadow reflected the traces of the temples and walking steps, and the stature was also different from Liu Hua. It was obviously not a young girl. Without even thinking about it, she made a commitment and quickly pulled out the dagger from Mu Ziyun's boot, facing the black shadow. He threw it violently.

There was an exclamation in the room, and the dagger broke through the window and was firmly fixed on the wall, but it didn't hit anything.

The strength to cover and push the door was so great that it almost knocked down the door. His eyes scanned the frightened faces in the room, counted the number of people secretly, and then asked with a frown: "Did you see it just now?" Is there another person in the room?"

After all, it was a family, Liu Qiu must have no guts, and his son and grandchildren's ability to bear it was not much better, so he could only shake his head in embarrassment after looking at each other.

Bi Qinghe got angry when he saw Liu Qiu, so he had to look away with a cold face, but met Liu Hua's gaze. Liu Hua was a clever little girl, and quickly called out: "My lord, you are hurt!"

Liu Qiuding squinted at the handkerchief on Bi Qinghe's arm for a long time, and then called out in a fuss, "Master, your arm is emitting black air!"

"Master Ghost King's things are naturally ghostly." Yan Qinghe replied.

Seeing that Liu Qiuding had spoken, Liu Nian paused, and then said: "Young Master, there seems to be some strange light on you."

At present, Liu Qiuding and Liu Nian have not exchanged lives for seven days, maybe the yin and yang eyes have only been exchanged halfway, Liu Qiuding can see the yin, and Liu Nian can see the yang, but the words of their grandfather and grandson coincided with what happened just now. Guesses welled up in my mind, and it really made me feel confused and confused.

Being stared at by the four of them with eight eyes, he concealed his incompatibility and took a few steps back as if in a daze, but his back bumped into Mu Ziyun's chest unexpectedly.

"What's wrong?" Mu Ziyun lowered his head and asked him.

Concealed and followed the trend, he tilted his head and whispered in his ear: "You said...there is a remote village here, how did Ren Qizhi know that Liu Nian has yin and yang eyes?"