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This deep and hoarse voice was full of natural intimacy and suppressed faint anger.

There is only one person who can call Xie Jinge Xiaojin like that, and there is only one person who can make the windows and room doors stand still.

The lingering ghost is the red-clothed evil spirit standing behind him at the moment.

Xie Jinge's hand holding the doorknob tightened slightly. After feeling the coldness behind him getting closer and closer to his back, he turned his head sharply, and shot sharp eyes at the uninvited ghost.

"Have I ever said that you are annoying." Xie Jinge's tone was full of deep displeasure.

The evil ghost Mu Yang smiled slightly when he heard the words, and his originally stiff and pale handsome face suddenly became more vivid, "I just want to see you every day, and want to get closer to you."

While talking, he took another step forward, and now, the distance between Xie Jinge and Xie Jinge was less than one meter.

Facing the affectionate gaze of this evil ghost, Xie Jinge sneered: "Do you like me?"

The other party corrected: "It's not liking, it's deep love."

"Yin and yang are separated, what is talking about deep love." Xie Jinge felt very ridiculous: "You will only cause trouble to me, not to mention, it is impossible for people to be with ghosts."

"Nothing is impossible." Mu Yang took another step forward, looked at Xie Jinge who was close at hand, and his tone became gentle: "You have married me, and after paying homage, we will Forever together.”

"Ridiculous," Xie Jinge said with a frown, "I'm not in the same era as you, so it's not me who married you."

Mu Yang moved her lips, and just about to say something, Xie Jinge continued: "Don't talk about reincarnation, even if my past life has something to do with you, it's just the past life, not the current me , you have to be clear that if a person dies, if he reincarnates again, he will be a brand new individual. It is meaningless for you to continue to entangle me, clinging to the relationship that is completely irrelevant to me. "

"Irrelevant?" Mu Yang shook his head lightly, and said very firmly: "I won't admit my mistake, it was you from the beginning to the end."

Xie Jinge laughed angrily, and couldn't make any sense with this paranoid and pathological evil ghost.

He glanced out of the window from the corner of his eye without any trace, and Li Huaiyuan didn't know what was going on.

"Are you thinking about that person just now?" Mu Yang said suddenly, there was a hint of viciousness in his voice, and his expression also became a little ferocious at this moment.

Xie Jinge paused for a moment, and was about to answer, but the next second, the evil ghost flashed directly in front of him, and the tip of its cold nose almost touched Xie Jinge's.

"you..."

"You are not allowed to miss him." Mu Yang interrupted Xie Jinge's words sharply, he raised his hand to pinch Xie Jinge's chin, slowly closed his fingertips, and said forcefully and domineeringly: "You are mine, you are not allowed to think about others , Jealousy of me will drive me completely crazy."

His fingers became harder and harder, and he could almost hear the creaking of bones when he squeezed Xie Jinge's chin.The great pain made Xie Jinge's brows frowned even tighter, and anger and killing intent appeared in his eyes.

He raised his hand to grab the mahogany sword around his neck, but before he could grab the red rope, Mu Yang grabbed the necklace of Li Huaiyuan's special style first.

At the moment when the evil spirit grabbed the red rope chain, Xie Jinge clearly saw thick, burnt smoke coming out of the opponent's palm, and an unpleasant and pungent burnt smell permeated into the tip of Xie Jinge's nose inside.

In the next second, the evil ghost tore off the mahogany sword necklace vigorously without changing his face, and threw the object that could ward off evil spirits on the ground.

Xie Jinge covered his sore neck and coughed dryly. He glanced at the palm of this evil ghost. This palm was hideous in flesh and blood. Black smoke and sparks were rising from the ugly centipede-like burnt scar, and it was spreading to other places.

But this evil ghost doesn't seem to feel any pain, or even if it does, it doesn't care at all.

This evil ghost is afraid of fire, but at this moment, facing the gradual deterioration of the wound in the palm, it didn't even look at it, but stared closely at Xie Jinge.

"That person is too close to you." Mu Yang said in a low voice, with a faint blackness in his eyes: "I don't allow others to covet you."

He pressed Xie Jinge's whole body against the door, and the other intact palm stuck to Xie Jinge's heart through a layer of fabric,

"Sometimes I think, how good it would be to kill you directly, so that there is no yin and yang between us."

Xie Jinge's pupils dilated suddenly, and the icy chill that stuck to his heart seemed to rush to the depths of his heart through that thin barrier, making his whole body stiff with the cold, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.He could feel that the evil spirit was not lying, but was really intent on killing.

The disparity in strength made Xie Jinge feel very irritated. He hated the situation where he was in a weak position where he had no power to fight back, and he was extremely angry at this evil spirit's forceful invasion of his life.

"It's so beautiful..." Mu Yang gently caressed Xie Jinge's flaming eyes. He looked at himself reflected in these pupils and felt a strange sense of satisfaction. Me?" He put his lips next to Xie Jinge's ear, and whispered in his ear.

Xie Jinge didn't speak.

Mu Yang raised her eyebrows, and gently pressed her lips to Xie Jinge's earlobe, then opened her mouth and bit down on this small and delicate soft flesh.

Xie Jinge's body was slightly startled, at this moment, it seemed that a cold and moist chill was spreading towards his whole body along his earlobe.

Xie Jinge's instinctive reaction delighted Mu Yang, he squinted at Xie Jinge with his tightly closed lips as if he was thinking about how to deal with him, his eyes were slightly bent, and then he gently spun Xie Jinge's earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

Xie Jinge's eyes were getting colder and colder. He resisted the strong discomfort, quickly restrained his expression, and raised his hand to caress the evil spirit whose head was buried on the side of his neck.

His five fingers inserted into Mu Yang's hair, stroking it down little by little, but his eyes were on a mahogany sword not far away: "You like me so much?" Xie Jinge asked.

Xie Jinge's movements made Mu Yang half-close his eyes, his nose was sniffing gently on Xie Jinge's skin, and the icy breath sprayed out clung to Xie Jinge's slender and white neck, like a pair of boneless hands, tightly wrapped around .Come up.

"It's love." Mu Yang stopped sniffing and corrected again.

Xie Jinge continued: "Then you stand still first, let's have a good talk."

"Okay." Mu Yang's tone softened, he stood up straight, looked at Xie Jinge, and there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

Xie Jinge moved towards the place where the mahogany sword was placed, and asked, "What's the name of the one you're talking about?"

"Thank you Jinge." Mu Yang replied.

"What's your name?" Xie Jinge asked again.

"You saw the words on that spirit card."

That being said, it is indeed Mu Yang.

Xie Jinge continued to ask, "How long have you been dead?"

"73."

"What did you do when you were alive, and how did you meet me?" Xie Jinge continued to divert his attention.

And his words seemed to bring back memories of this evil ghost. The other party did not immediately answer Xie Jinge's question like the last two sentences, but lowered his dark eyes, as if he had fallen into his own thoughts .

Seeing this, Xie Jinge put the mahogany sword the size of a dagger into his sleeve. He was wearing loose long-sleeved clothes today, which happened to be able to hide the sword without any violation.

As for the other talisman papers, Xie Jinge couldn't understand them, and he knew their uses. Li Huaiyuan hadn't come back yet. If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't want to have a direct confrontation with this ghost under the circumstance of unequal strength, but If this evil ghost is too presumptuous, in order to protect himself, he can't sit still and wait for death.

Thinking of this, Xie Jinge's tense mood quickly calmed down.

"I was a member of the troupe before I was alive, and we met because you came to listen to the opera."

"Sheng Xing, listen to an opera?" Xie Jinge remembered that Sheng Xing was a profession of playing male roles in Peking Opera. They usually had plain faces and were also called "Jun Zhuang".

If that "self" met this evil ghost when he was going to listen to operas, those who could go to good opera troupes to listen to operas in that era were either rich or expensive, and their status must not be ordinary.

"I know you don't remember, it doesn't matter, you will remember slowly," Mu Yang walked in front of Xie Jinge, "We are a destined match."

Xie Jinge pursed his lips and remained silent.

Mu Yang smiled, "Xiao Jin, have you ever thought about why you were murdered in this life?"

Xie Jinge's expression moved slightly: "What do you mean?"

Mu Yang didn't answer, but continued: "Your grandfather suffers from a strange disease, do you know why?"

Xie Jinge's heart tightened: "Could it be related to my birth horoscope?"

Mu Yang still answered irrelevant questions: "If you just continue like this, the old man's illness will never get better."

Xie Jinge was angry: "What the hell are you trying to say!"

This time, Mu Yang finally answered directly. Seeing Xie Jinge's nervous expression when he mentioned that old man Li, he said slowly: "I think I have a way to make your grandfather's illness completely improve."

"What way?" Xie Jinge grabbed Mu Yang's arms and asked hastily.

Mu Yang stared into Xie Jinge's eyes, and said word by word: "Be married to me."

"Impossible!" Xie Jinge refused without thinking.

How could he be sure that what this evil ghost said was correct? If it was because of his horoscope that his grandfather suffered from a strange disease, Li Huaiyuan's grandfather was such a powerful Taoist priest. How could it not be calculated.

"You don't have to doubt the authenticity of my words." Mu Yang held Xie Jinge's wrist. After feeling the mahogany sword in his sleeve, he just paused for a moment, and continued: "I will never Lie to you, on the contrary, Xiao Jin, in the days when we were together, you were the one who was full of lies."

Xie Jinge shook off Mu Yang's hand, tightly grasped the hilt of the mahogany sword in his palm, and pointed the blade at the evil ghost: "Don't confuse that so-called past life with the present me."

"I've never said anything about my past life." Mu Yang shook his head and said, "It's always been you." He lowered his eyes and looked at the sword pointing at his collarbone, without any flustered waves in his pupils: "You The current memory should be incomplete, you have forgotten the part of memory that belongs to you and me."

Xie Jinge was a little surprised, he had indeed forgotten the memories before the age of six, but those memories before the age of six should be the childhood memories of children, how could it be related to this evil ghost in front of him?

Xie Jinge still didn't believe it.

Seeing the suspicion in Xie Jinge's eyes, Mu Yang took Xie Jinge's hand holding the mahogany sword: "If you don't believe me, use this sword to stab me."

Xie Jinge glanced at him, and in the next second, without any hesitation, aimed at the scorched collarbone of the evil spirit and stabbed it fiercely.

"呵啦..." The mahogany sword pierced into the flesh and blood of this evil ghost, and a cloud of turbid black smoke came out.

Xie Jinge raised his eyes to look at the evil spirit that disturbed his life, and seeing the other party's pale face and pained expression, Xie Jinge felt a rare pleasure, he couldn't help stabbing in a few centimeters, so that the blade didn't penetrate at all. into the body of the demon.

At this moment, a black liquid flowed out from the wound where the evil ghost was stabbed, flowed to the hilt of the sword, and onto the skin of Xie Jinge's hand.

The moment the thick black liquid touched Xie Jinge's skin, a scalding burning sensation made Xie Jinge withdraw his hand immediately.

Xie Jinge looked at his hand subconsciously, and at this moment, his mind flashed, and something was instilled into his mind.

When he came back to his senses again, he found himself in a room covered with red curtains.

There was no light in the room, only four bright red candles were burning slowly, exuding a warm orange halo.

Xie Jinge heard a sound of rubbing and rustling similar to taking off his clothes. He looked around, and his eyes finally stopped behind the screen directly in front of him.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his feet and walked towards the screen.

Bypassing the screen carved with exquisite portraits, Xie Jinge froze in place after seeing the picture behind the screen.

In front of him three meters away, on a vermilion bed with wooden railings, two people were hugging each other intimately.

At this moment, a gust of wind happened to blow in from the window, and the small night wind blew the flame of the candle and began to shake, and it also blew a corner of the curtain on the bed.

That is to say, in this very short time, Xie Jinge clearly saw the two people embracing each other on the bed, one with a handsome face and strong and profound features, and the other with a gorgeous appearance and a romantic look between his brows and eyes.

The appearance of these two people is not unfamiliar to him.

One was exactly the face of the red-clothed evil spirit, while the other looked exactly like him.

This man with the same face stretched out his hand to caress the red-clothed evil spirit's back, rested his chin on the other's shoulder, turned his head and fondled the skin of the other's chin with his lips.

Because of the angle, Xie Jinge saw the interest and frivolity in this man's eyes, and he heard the other party slowly say in the ear of the evil ghost in red in that affectionate tone: "Mu Yang, I want you to love me well , use all your strength."

Xie Jinge's eyes widened, this person's voice was exactly the same as his, but the tone was sweeter and more deceptive.

He suppressed the horror in his heart, and wanted to turn around and leave this place, but at this moment, his footsteps seemed to be frozen by something, and he couldn't move at all.

Xie Jinge moved his lips and was about to speak, but the next second, his eyes suddenly went dark again. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was hugging a warm body.

He actually entered the body of that man who was exactly the same as him, and somehow became the other party!