After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 88

The female ghost turned her face sinisterly, her pale face faced the same frozen little fat chirp, suddenly, she raised the corners of her mouth to reveal her white teeth, two bloody tears flowed from her eyes, and the other side of her cheek slowly of rot.

This terrifying scene seemed like a 3D version in a movie.

Xiao Lun's round little bean eyes shrank suddenly, it trembled like a sieve, as if there was a hole now, it would go in without hesitation.

As for Shen Wang, he also knew that there was something on his head. He resisted not looking up, but chose to pretend not to know, because the old man in the family often said that pretending not to see this kind of thing is a kind of kindness to himself. Protect.

But when some cold liquid dripped from his forehead, his stiff body tensed immediately.

Carefully, with a calm expression, he slowly raised his jaw and stretched his neck.

The pale, translucent female ghost with her body twisted into strips grinned wide, and gave him a big and terrifying smile.

Shen Du silently lowered his head and did not speak.

But the boots under him were rubbing heavily against the bluestone slab. Although there was only a slight sound, it was enough to prove how much he wanted to abandon his master and escape directly from this creepy yard.

Of course, he can't do things that betray the Lord.

Xiao Lu said that its current situation is not much different from Shen Zhu's, but the difference is that it has Shen Yanjin's skirts to drill into, while Shen Zhu has nothing.

Looking at his 1.9-meter stature, his rough body and face, but his feet trembling into strips, it really makes people want to laugh.

However, it knew that now was not the time to laugh, so it lightly pecked at Shen Yanjin's smooth and smooth skin, as if it wanted to tell him something.

"Hehehe... You little bird, do you think he can protect you? After half a year of resentment I have sucked, it is enough to kill him."

The female ghost grinned and spit out a series of gloomy voices, which made Xiao Ling's scalp tingle, and subconsciously rubbed against Shen Yanjin's neck vigorously.

Shen Yanjin raised his hand to touch Xiao Feijiu who was tucked into his clothes, raised his head, looked coldly at the female ghost hanging on the red silk, and saw that she was dripping blood and even stained a small piece of bluestone.

What flashed in his eyes was not fear and panic, but an indistinct dislike.

He glanced at Shen Wang who was in a daze, frowned and said: "You go back first."

"Ah...ah? What..."

Shen Wang was still in a state of excessive panic and coercion.

"Master...Master, why don't we go have dinner first?"

He was almost incoherent, and he stuttered before finishing a sentence. If Qiu Xiaoan, who was far away in Shenjiazhuang, saw this ghostly appearance, he would probably make him laugh out loud.

Shen Yanjin on the wheelchair lightly tapped the handle of the chair with his index finger, and glanced at him indifferently, with an irresistible cold look in his eyes.

Shen Wang only felt terrified, he swallowed his saliva, clasped his fists in salute, then lowered his head, his head didn't turn back as if smoking under his feet...

Originally, he was worried that something would happen to the master, but when he thought about the scene of the master burning the thing without changing his face in Qiufeng Mountain, he immediately retracted his worries and sympathized with the female ghost instead.

Sometimes the feeling of the master is far scarier than those things.

As soon as Shen Wang left, the female ghost let her distorted body fall heavily from the red silk and satin, lying on the bluestone board, smiling terribly and staring at Shen Yanjin and Xiao Lu who shrunk into a ball.

"Little devil, as long as you give me that bird, I won't eat you."

She was talking to herself, thus missing Shen Yanjin's cold eyes full of coldness.

(End of this chapter)