Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Knowing that there is a painted skin ghost, other sects will not stand by, otherwise, the painted skin ghost will grow up, which will be a great disaster in the world.

Rong Shen takes Cheng Xiu back to the Inn and enters his room. Cheng Xiu, who is silent all the way, sits by the bed, pulls Rong Shen and asks, "deep, is the painted skin ghost terrible?"

Although he asked Rong Shen this question, he didn't have any fear in his eyes, just looked at Rong Shen calmly.

Even though he has seen a lot of ghosts with Rong Shen, he still has no idea about the painted ghost that Rong Shen and song Huai talked about.

Or, for Cheng Xiu, except for watching Rong Shen turn around and leave that day, he has never been particularly afraid of anything.

"All right." Rong Shen twisted his eyebrows and thought about it, then added: "they usually love beauty very much, so when they are wearing skin, it's not only not scary, but also beautiful, but once they are skinned It's about the same as the bloody man

Rongshen doesn't have the consciousness that she shouldn't let Cheng Xiu see such a terrible picture at all. In the ruins, she reaches out her hand to cover Cheng Xiu's eyes, just to let him not be pulled into the dreamland by ghosts.

"Oh." Cheng Xiu nodded and said, "that's not scary at all."

"It's disgusting." Rong Shen nodded in agreement, rubbed Cheng Xiu's head and said, "go to bed. We'll leave here tomorrow."

She didn't forget that the purpose of herself and Cheng Xiu was xiaobuzhoushan.

Cheng Xiu nodded and stretched out his hand to hold Rong Shen's arm and lay down.

Rongshen just sat by the bed and let him hold his hand. His eyes fell on the window. The window was not closed. The cool night wind came in. It was not like the cold of the ruins. It was very comfortable.

Rongshen didn't close the window and looked at the stars all night.

Cheng Xiu sleeps peacefully with her arm in his arms. Occasionally, he rubs a few times. There are some gibberish words. Rong Shen doesn't pay attention to listen to them, and he doesn't know what he dreams of.

The next morning, Rong Shen takes Cheng Xiu downstairs. From his childhood, he learns that song Huai has left the house overnight and left with his injured classmate.

Rong Shen can probably guess that song Huai is in a hurry to go back to the school to report the ghost, but she doesn't care.

Although she didn't expect to rely on these people to catch the painted skin ghost, she might be able to find a lot of information that she didn't have.

When Cheng Xiu was full, the carriage appeared at the door of the inn again. Rong Shen took Cheng Xiu to the carriage. The carriage left the town and went to xiaobuzhou mountain.

After passing two towns, Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu got out of the carriage and swayed. They walked and stopped all the way, and there was a section of road in the middle. Two months later, it was winter. When the carriage passed a village, it snowed heavily.

Although there is a boundary outside the carriage, sitting in the carriage will not be affected by the cold, Rong Shen still let Cheng repair out of the carriage. After all, the carriage has been walking for several days. This section of the road is remote and surrounded by mountains. It's only now that it meets such a village.

"Watch your step." Rong Shen takes fox fur and wraps Cheng Xiu tightly. He's sure he won't blow on the baby. Then he pulls him to the village.

Cheng Xiu was born a month ago. Now he is eleven years old.

Because of staying together every day, Rong Shen didn't notice whether he was tall or not. But one day, when Cheng Xiu held her waist again, Rong Shen realized that Cheng Xiu had grown up again.

It seems that it's not far away from the height in the painting.