The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 996 Xiaomei 7
The old woman was still chattering, but Han Ming interrupted her impatiently and turned to look at Gu Xiaowei, "What does the rose bride you saw look like?"

Gu Xiaowei: ...

She frowned and thought for a while, then bit her lips lightly and said, "Wearing a bright red very delicate wedding gown, her face is pale, but she is very pretty. I think she loved beauty in her lifetime."

Yep.

Just sauce.

There's no way, she was scared to death just now, she just glanced at it casually, it's pretty good that she can remember so many things.

Han Ming pursed his lips tightly, the wedding dress and pale face seemed to be the common characteristics of all the brides, Gu Xiaowei's words were useless at all.

But the old woman suddenly realized, "Oh, it turned out to be her."

Han Ming: ...

With a wooden face.

I don't know where the old woman figured out who they were looking for.

Still so sure.

"Who?"

The old woman looked at him cautiously, "I can tell you, but you must promise me one thing, to avenge me."

Han Ming: "Okay."

The old woman: "...Really?" It always feels perfunctory to answer so quickly.

Han Ming sneered, "It's fine if you don't believe me."

The old puppet bowed her head and thought for a while, and decided to trust the young puppet king.

She said, "This... what the puppet empress said just now should be the young lady who was first buried at the foot of Lushan more than 100 years ago. Speaking of which, she is also a poor person with poor luck."

Han Ming was impatient to listen to the story, "How can you be sure it's her?"

"Of course."

The old woman gave a strange laugh, "The queen said that the bride's wedding dress she saw was exquisite and beautiful. Although there were many brides buried here, the thirteenth concubine was wearing pink because she was a concubine, and she died with her lover." The one who was in the war years was short of supplies and had no money. He said it was a wedding dress, but in fact it was only a piece of mourning cloth. When he cut his pulse and committed suicide, the blood stained the clothes red. The others were either wearing cheongsams or Ordinary red cloth clothes, or a red jacket with a pair of red trousers..."

"Well, the only one with exquisite wedding dress and beautiful make-up is the eldest lady."

"It can't be anyone else."

"She lives by the swimming pool on the west side of the nursing home. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look. I can show you the way."

"no need."

Han Ming smiled and said, "I believe it."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then showed joy, "I've told you everything I know, so when will you help me take revenge?"

revenge?

Han Ming's black pupils narrowed slightly, "Now."

Before the old woman could react, he swallowed her alive.

Yep.

Too bad.

However, he thought that the eldest lady could bring him a different taste.

"Let's go, there is no need to search here anymore."

Walk out while talking.

Gu Xiaowei followed closely behind, and she asked, "Han Ming, do you really want to avenge her?"

Han Ming stopped, turned around and gently pulled her into his arms, his cold lips fell on her tender ears, "My baby, you are so pure and beautiful, how can I... huh."

A deep kiss.

It's too deep.

Gu Xiaowei felt in a daze that her soul was being torn apart.

hurts a little.

Kind of, ecstasy.

Obviously Han Ming was the only one holding her, but she felt that her body was being touched by many hands, what was going on?
Yep.

Probably the puppet king's unique ability.

Gu Xiaowei is immersed in the cold and sweet love.

Deep in the mountains.

The sunlight was cut into countless tiny pieces by the gaps in the trees. In the depths of the dense forest where the fragrance of plants mixed with the rotting leaves, a group of transparent people were floating in the air.

"What's the matter?"

"Puppet bride, do you want to draw a circle to curse us?"

"Leaving without saying a word, and appearing quietly again, Wenxiu, you can change your name to Yuncai."

"No one forces you to scare people. What's the matter with running away from home?"

……

There is concern and doubt.

Si Ru sat on a tree branch, her feet dangling in the air, her red skirt fluttering.

"I know."

"For the sake of our old neighbors, I only saved you."

All the lonely puppets:...

What does it mean when you look cute?

Siru looked at the old puppet, "Don't you think that if you die, you will be invincible if you become a puppet?"

Lao Gui didn't speak.

But the expression on his face is the same as that of the puppets, and he thinks so.

Si Ru tilted her head, "Tell me, puppet, will you eat puppet?"

All the lonely puppets:...

I didn't digest this for a while.

Siru floated down from the tree branch, "We have lived at the foot of the deer mountain for so many years, and we have been living a life of indifference to the world. Even if there are no descendants to worship, even if the tomb collapses and the bones are exposed, even if the life is poor and skinny, we only insist on one belief. .”

"That's reincarnation."

"Just for the day it's our turn."

"But the gods failed to fulfill their wishes, life is already so difficult, life still doesn't forget to torture us, may I ask, are you willing?"

willing?

Who is willing!

All the lonely ghosts were ordinary people when they were alive, even weak and timid, they lived their lives peacefully, and died miserably.

Are you not sad?
He was randomly thrown in a mass grave without even a coffin.

Isn't it cold?
When he died, he was dressed in rags, without several layers of elegant shrouds inside and out.

No incense candles, no fire paper, no gold leaf, silver platinum...

All alone.

But what can I do if I am unwilling!

After many years, those continuation of the blood has long disappeared.

The lonely puppets are very depressed.

Siru said: "This Lushan Mountain is really a treasure land of geomantic omen."

Buried right, it can bless future generations.

She glanced at the depressed ghosts and raised her lips, "I have a way to help you find your long-lost descendants."

All the lonely puppets:...

what
They must have heard wrongly.

"Uh."

The old puppet asked tentatively, "Wenxiu, are you talking in your sleep?"

Siru: "Believe it or not."

A little green light from her finger quickly penetrated into the bodies of the puppets.

All puppets: ...

I just felt a voice calling from afar.

Come on, come on, come on...

In just one second, all the puppets disappeared in place.

Siru clapped her hands, she also planned to visit Mei Qingyin's relatives.

However, after things are done.

Yep.

It seems that there are two nasty little mice in her house.

The puppet body has disappeared in place.

The swimming pool was easy to find, and Han Ming took Gu Xiaowei, who refused to be alone anyway, down to the tomb, it was very dark and dull.

Gu Xiaowei covered her nose, "What's the smell? It's so stinky!"

Han Ming: "..."

You don't give off a fresh, unearthly scent when you rot, baby.

He took out a night pearl from nowhere, and suddenly a soft light lit up in the dark tomb, and Gu Xiaowei saw the coffin placed in the middle at a glance.

Well, so red.

No.

The point is not this, seeing the coffin, the correct way to open it is...

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Han Ming was so startled that the black air in his body dissipated a few wisps.

The magic sound lingered in my ears.

His frowning can kill mosquitoes, women = 500 ducks.

(End of this chapter)