long night walk

Chapter 268 Sorry
When Bailian opened his eyes, he was already lying on the soft Hongluan couch.

He looked at the ceiling of the bed beam above his head, and thought for a short while calmly in his eyes, and then turned to look at the girl in red who was sleeping soundly with his arms around him.

A gust of wind blew past him.

He propped himself up, looked towards the bedside, and saw a three-foot red silk hanging under the beam.

A hanged ghost hangs on the red silk.

The bluish-gray eyes were deep bulging, the bright red tongue was pulled long, and the door was not closed. As the night wind blew, this hanged corpse shook and swayed, and the clothes fluttered in a terrifying appearance.

If you were an ordinary person, and suddenly woke up at night and saw such a terrifying scene, you would be so frightened that you would scream out loud.

However, Bailian's performance was unusually calm. He tilted his head and asked seriously, "Isn't it uncomfortable? Like this."

Seeing that he failed to scare Bai Li'an, the red-clothed woman's tongue rolled back, like rolling a rice cake, and rolled back into her mouth in disappointment. Undo it and slide it into the sleeve of the female corpse.

The female corpse floated down like a weightless body, and a pair of dead eyes staring at Baili'an mournfully, with dull pupils and no focus.

She was utterly blind.

The female corpse tilted her head, with a faint mockery in her godless eyes.

Bailian knew that she couldn't see, so he recklessly looked at the yellow-skinned small drum pinned to the waist of the female corpse.

The drum surface was the size of two palms, and the scarlet fringed tassels seemed to be almost soaked, but in fact, the tassels were indeed stained with countless blood.

The skin of the drum is yellow and thin, and can be seen by the candlelight, and even the thin and translucent texture lines on the skin surface can be clearly seen.

This is actually a human skin drum!

Bailian's dark eyes deepened for a moment, and immediately turned to look at Fang Geyu, who was unconscious.

The human skin drum is a well-known vicious evil weapon in the ghost realm.

Some people's skin drums can change their minds to kill, and some people's skin drums can hold souls and make people into ghosts.

Bailian couldn't tell which kind of human skin drum was on the female corpse, but for Fang Geyu, who had been in a coma, it was definitely not something that was safe.

Before he could turn over Fang Geyu's body, a cold corpse hand touched Bailian's neck, and the jet-black nails suddenly exerted force!
The five fingers were deeply embedded in the skin, and a cold death whisper came from behind: "You are pretending to be asleep."

People who listened to the sound of human skin drums would definitely not be able to wake up so quickly.

Although the soul in the female corpse seemed to be in a state of ignorance, she was not stupid. From the moment Bailian made his voice, she knew that he was not caught.

Even though Bailian still had the strength to fight, Fang Geyu was in a coma, and he had some scruples in his heart, and he did not resist the female corpse tightly.

He tried his best to run the breathing exercises that Wen Hanwei taught him, so that his breathing and false heartbeats were infinitely close to those of human beings.

The female corpse did not notice the strangeness of Bailian, but only felt that the skin under her palm was extremely cold.

Her expression was dazed at first, and then returned to her indifferent and mocking look: "Your body is so cold, Yun Shulang, are you afraid?"

Those eyes seemed to say, still as useless as before.

When the female corpse called out Yun Shulang's name, Bailian was obviously startled.

This female corpse regarded him as Yun Shulang.

He was originally a deserted mansion in the inner city under the identity of Yun Shulang. He didn't know why the female corpse knew Yun Shulang, but listening to his tone, he thought he was more familiar with Yun Shulang.

If she was blind, she couldn't tell what he looked like.

However, she actually couldn't tell the difference between his and Yun Shulang's voice.

What's more, if she really knew Yun Shulang, she wouldn't know that Yun Shulang was just a mortal son who didn't understand cultivation.

But just now, the female corpse clearly fought against him.

Bailian suppressed the doubts in his heart, and simply took Yun Shulang's identity to the end.

He gently stroked Fang Geyu's forehead with his palm, and when he found out that her body temperature was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief, but said calmly, "What are you trying to do?"

The voice fell after the question, and the five fingers choked around the neck suddenly tightened!
The female corpse's pitch-black nails, which were covered with corpse poison, stretched sharply, and the terrifying power was enough to cut through his body. The knife-like nails sank into the flesh, leaving five black and red blood holes soon.

Because of the pain, Baili'an frowned, and raised his right hand, the palm of his hand tightened around the woman's corpse's wrist like iron pliers, and began to wrestle.

He saw the female corpse put her icy, lifeless face up against her, the blue-gray dead eyes flashed with scarlet bloodshots, and the other hand shot like electricity, strangling Bailian's falling on Fang Ge. The palm in front of the fishing forehead.

Her cold and hoarse voice could not tell any emotion or anger: "You really care about your new wife, Yun Shulang, in front of my eyes, you dare to make small moves, it's really a dog can't change it. "

In the haze, Bailian seemed to have grabbed a vital ground line at this moment, and his head was forced to lift. He took a deep look at the female corpse's face and looked at the resentment in her eyes. , he called out her name: "Hesha..."

I thought that this call would bring something different.

But the female corpse's expression did not change at all, and at the same time, Bai Li'an also noticed that the resentment in her eyes was not aimed at him who was 'Yun Shulang'.

The female corpse smiled calmly, but the blue-gray pupils became more and more sinister and desolate: "You still hang on to me like this in vain."

For a moment, Bailian didn't know what to say.

He learned about the story of Hesha, the woman in the clothes, and the young master of the Yun family, from the subordinates of the Yun family. The poor woman who was supposed to drown in the deep lake in the border town turned into such a terrifying ghost in the deserted house.

All the darkness and bitterness in it, there is no way to know, and no one knows.

But even if the female corpse and the ghost in front of her are fierce and fierce, this does not change. She was an innocent and pitiful person before her death.

Knowing that he was now facing the female corpse Hesha as 'Yun Shulang', Bailian raised his eyebrows, slowly released the palm that was choking her wrist, and rubbed her wrist awkwardly with his fingers. The bruises in between, whispered: "Sorry."

The female corpse Hesha's eyes widened slightly, and the strength between her fingers could not help slowing down. She tilted her head, clearly unable to see, but those empty eyes were still subconsciously facing Bailian. green fingers.

She looked bewildered, and looked a little silly.

Obviously she didn't expect that she would hear 'Yun Shulang' apologize.

(End of this chapter)