The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

Qingqing, come quickly, your family is really nice, right? You actually made so many delicious food.

As soon as Xihe walked outside the hall, Zhang Ying's bluffing voice rang out: Sauerkraut fish, spicy chicken, twice-cooked pork... Chiliu, it smells so good, I can't help it.

Everyone at the table was amused by her.

Eat more if you like.

Xihe went in with a smile, but someone exclaimed in surprise, and then everyone turned their heads in unison, seeing that Xihe had changed her usual attire, wearing such classical and elegant clothes, their eyes widened immediately.

Zhang Ying ran over and circled her: God, Qingqing, I never knew you could be so beautiful!

The original owner usually likes to wear heavy makeup, but Xihe didn't put on makeup this time, the difference between the two is too big.

Even Wang Jun's eyes flashed with astonishment.

Xihe smiled and sat down on the only vacant seat: Everyone, eat quickly, if you don't eat the food, it will be cold.

Everyone kept saying, Okay, okay, but their eyes were stuck to Xihe's body and they couldn't get off. Zhang Ying felt itchy in her heart, and clamored to borrow a set to wear.

Xihe nodded: Everyone go to my room to pick and choose.

Li Yun expressed his gratitude gently: Thank you Qingqing.

After turning around, he looked around suspiciously and said, Qingqing, where are my uncles and aunts? Why don't you come to eat together?

Gao Zhou also said: Yes, yes, we have come here to bother, and we haven't thanked uncle and them yet.

Facing the eyes of everyone,

Xihe lowered her eyes and said apologetically, I'm sorry, my mother and the others don't like seeing guests very much, so... Before they could finish speaking, everyone hurriedly said, It's okay, it's okay.

The host and guest enjoyed a meal.

After the meal, everyone was a little tired, so they went back to their room to rest, planning to enjoy the beautiful scenery and sketch again the next morning.

The darkness swallows the candlelight,

With her eyes closed, Xihe felt the bed beside her sink slightly, and a cold body pressed against her.

Little Qinger~

The sound was like jade hitting, suddenly distant and near, lingering in the ears.

Xihe turned over, and the voice disappeared instantly.

The slightly cold chill is still very close.

This world is similar to the 21st century, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the people are happy, but there are still some existences in some places, such as the one behind her.

During the period of the Republic of China, a dog man whose forehead was shot off by someone.

Thinking of the face that appeared in the mirror before, Xihe couldn't help short of breath, his eyes were too hot.

The facial features should be good,

Thin lips, high nose bridge, phoenix eyes, and thick raised eyebrows. He was dressed in a white robe from the Republic of China, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. It's a pity that a big hole was pierced in the middle of the head, and blood flowed down.

From the face to the clothes, to the corner of the robe... let alone the level of horror.

Anyway, they used this appearance to scare the four people to death.

Zhang Ying, Gao Zhou, Li Ning, and a villager.

The original owner loved Wang Jun and couldn't extricate himself. Originally, he was the first to kill Li Yun. Who would have thought that in the end Wang Jun became ruthless, first killing the original owner, the culprit, and then killing the ghost man.

The original master Kong fell in love with Wang Jun, but he didn't know that he had a deep background, so he capsized all of a sudden.

But she is not wronged.

It's just the poor ghost man, he is obviously a good ghost who doesn't stain blood, not to mention he became an evil ghost because of the original owner, and he was also driven out of his wits... Feeling the sudden coolness from behind him, Xihe rolled his eyes speechlessly.

What a fart a good ghost is, obviously an evil ghost in lust,

They have become ghosts, and they still don't forget to raise a wife for themselves, tsk, there is no one else.