Back in time when the house owner and his wife were busy in the kitchen, Hua Yingyue and Lu Yi were each stuffed in their own sleeping bags.
The two of them were whispering, and in order to avoid being heard by the homeowner and his wife who were going to fish for law enforcement later, they moved their heads closer and lowered their voices.
"Don't rush to take action later." Hua Yingyue emphasized repeatedly in a breathy voice.
Lu Yi actually didn't care what method he used. His usual rough method of breaking games was purely because he was lazy.
It’s good to be able to watch performances on the front line now.
So Lu Yi nodded very meekly.
"If you dare to peek at me, I'll dig out your eyeballs and use them as a cannonball later." Hua Yingyue said while grinding her teeth.
Lu Yi was startled. This tone was different from Hua Yingyue’s usual. Then he remembered that when he was six years old, he could just cut off his grandma’s hands and feet after death. The kid ghost of the washing machine.
As mentioned before, even if a child dies in vain, it is difficult for him to become a serious ghost. But this person in front of him is obviously a fierce ghost who has been famous for a long time. He has even grown to the point where he can change his appearance. In the wandering soul cleaning system where living people are the mainstream, he has suddenly reached the top of the rankings.
Indeed, a contemporary fierce woman.
Soon the two of them heard the sound of sharpening knives in the kitchen gradually weakening. They knew that the owner and his wife were almost done with the preparations, so Hua Yingyue stopped waiting and turned on her As the domain of a big ghost.
That is to say, Lu Yi was dragged into his resentment field. This was the first time that Lu Yi was dragged into the resentment field by a teammate's ghost. It felt very strange.
The resentment field in the haunted house is essentially a field.
For relatively elementary ghosts, the field of resentment is the repeated reenactment of the scene of their death, or the scene that they still miss even when they turn into ghosts.
The scene and time in the Resentment Field cannot be changed based on the subjective consciousness of the primary ghost.
For example, Lili borrowed the power of Liu Ye from the unfinished building, and Yao Jingjing, the boss of the novice copy.
However, in fact, most wandering souls cannot even condense the resentment field, such as Ge Wen and Liu Xiaowei. They can only be called wandering spirits, not even ghosts.
But for a big ghost like Hua Yingyue, her resentment field can be activated anytime and anywhere.
In essence, it is an absolute mastery of a certain three-dimensional space.
The owner and his wife opened the door.
The man held a sharply sharpened woodcutter in his hand.
The reflection of the sharp blade can be seen in the dark.
There are two sleeping bags on the simple wooden bed, one blue and one pink.
The pink one has long hair exposed outside the sleeping bag, and it is easy to distinguish the two sleeping bags.Who is sleeping inside?
So the man slashed the blue sleeping bag without hesitation.
This man usually kills pigs and hunts, and he has killed people before.
He felt that today's hand felt a little different from before, but there were a few short hairs exposed on the mouth of the sleeping bag, and it was obvious that someone was sleeping.
When the owner and his wife were busy in the kitchen, they could see the door of this room. No one had ever gone out.
This room is so big, where else can this man go?
What’s more, they drank medicinal chicken soup, and even their shoes when they went out were washed and left to dry in the yard.
It’s impossible to climb mountains in the middle of the night wearing those ill-fitting plastic slippers.
In this wilderness, how could this silly young couple, disciplined by city rules, innocent, lawful and polite, escape from their clutches?
The man grabbed the woodcutter and started hacking at the blue sleeping bag. He took twenty or thirty blows before stopping.
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Then he turned around and looked at the pink sleeping bag.
To his surprise,
"Hua Yingyue" in the pink sleeping bag did not fall asleep.
She just opened her round, beautiful eyes and looked at the man like a frightened little rabbit.
Seeing the man’s animal desires getting higher and higher.
"Be honest and let me feel good, or I will chop you up like a man!"
The man pointed at the "flower" in the sleeping bag with a woodcutter The waxing moon," he threatened fiercely.
However, the young woman from the city who looked docile and well-behaved did not look very scared.
"Hua Yingyue" pouted and said, "Brother, don't be anxious."
The man was stunned.
This woman's voice was so delicate and cooing that it seemed like it could drip water.
Her "brother" was so sweet and charming that it made the man's bones tremble. He felt a surge of hot blood well up in his heart, and then quickly rushed downwards.
The gangster, who was originally a ferocious man who killed people and took wealth without batting an eyelid, now seemed to have had all his strength taken away from him. His body was limp, and the machete pointed at her in his hand became unconscious. Let it go.
However, at the same time, a certain part of his body became extremely hard and completely out of control.
"You...what do you mean?" the man stammered.
"Hua Yingyue" sat up from the sleeping bag. Her delicate and soft skin was so white that it glowed in the moonlight.
She was only wearing a suspender pajamas inside the sleeping bag, which was now messed up by the sleeping bag, exposing her big breasts.A piece of snow-white skin.
You can even see the delicate collarbone and faint cleavage.
She was beautiful to begin with, and with such a cool outfit and a hint of indolence as if she had just woken up, she was so pure and lustful that men couldn't look away.
His breathing immediately became louder and his breathing became rapid.
"I don't love my husband either. As you can see, how could a woman like me like such a weak pretty girl?"
"Of course I like my brother. Such a manly and real man~"
"Hua Yingyue" spoke slowly, with a sweet and greasy voice that added a hint of teasing and seduction in the night.
As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, her white and well-proportioned arms like white jade, gently arranging her clothes and hair that was messed up by sleep.
As she moved, her plump breasts trembled slightly, and large areas of snow-white skin on her body were looming.
The man's eyes were staring straight at him, and "Hua Yingyue" gave a sweet smile.
Then she moved her hands, and her long hair moved to her chest, covering the white spring scenery.
"But I don't want to be small."
"If I follow you with no name and no status, I might as well die."
"Hua Yingyue" said in a long voice.
"If you want me, it's not impossible..."
"Good brother, kill your mother-in-law, and I will live with you~"