Resurrection of Shinto

　　 The blurry night enveloped the earth.

　　 A crescent moon hangs above the dark sky, and the hazy moonlight sheds light on the lake.

　　 With a creak, Dou Changsheng stepped on the boat board. A woman in a bright red dress, dressed as blood, moved along with Lianbu. The red dress was like a veil, setting off a delicate body.

　　 "The son!" The tone was as sweet as a huang warbler, and the familiar tone continued: "Please inside!"

　　 Yu arm embraced Dou Changsheng's arm skillfully, and Jiao Chu half leaned into Dou Changsheng's arms.

　　 "It's the red jade girl, where is the purple jade girl?"

　　 "The son!"

　　 "How are you!"

　　 "With a slave, you still miss other girls." Hong Yu's coquettish tone sounded in Dou Changsheng's arms.

　　 "Don't look for it, there is enough red jade girl." Dou Changsheng gently patted the beautiful red jade face in his arms, and looked towards the deck subconsciously.

　　 Painted boats are lined with torches on both sides of the guardrail.

　　 The flame above the torch was burning, and the fiery red light dispelled the darkness in all directions, brightening the lights of the painting boat.

　　 The two entangled shadows on the ground are clearly visible. With Dou Changsheng's movements, the shadows also move.

　　 is interesting, really interesting.

　　 Dou Changsheng's face was slightly cold, and the place where his eyes touched was trembling. This was completely different from the situation when Dou Changsheng came here last time.

　　 The snow-white skin of the Ruby girl in her arms felt warm, and there was nothing wrong with it.

　　 Dou Changsheng sat on the deck, watching the guests in twos and threes, they were getting together, each accompanied by a girl, and guests would step into the cabin from time to time.

　　 Dou Changsheng's gaze constantly circulates on the women on the painting boat, dealing with the ruby ​​in his arms from time to time.

　　 are all real people, and no one is abnormal.

　　 This is not a ghost ship.

　　 No, this must be a ghost ship.

　　 Others don’t have a point to force the count, Dou Changsheng can still not know, if he doesn’t know how he hangs up?

　　 There are a lot of things wrong with this painting boat. A torch was set up to illuminate the boat. No protection was taken. I was not afraid that the torch would ignite the painting boat.

　　 Normally, lanterns should be hung. This is not only beautiful, but also not easy to cause trouble.

　　 The enemy won't move, I won't move.

　　 Dou Changsheng wants to see what is so tricky about this painting.

　　 People are like this. After this step reaches the sky, after becoming a god, the waist is naturally hard. It is like you only spend a hundred yuan in a high-end western restaurant, and the money is not enough, the waist is not hard.

　　 But there are thirty-five thousand in the bank card, which is full of breath.

　　 The painting boat is not big or small. It has two floors, each with four wing rooms, and together there are only eight wing rooms.

　　 Feng Mingyu hugged the girl in the green veil dress in his arms. He didn't walk far in the corridor and opened the door of a wing.

The interior of the wing room was pitch black, and she couldn't see her fingers. The green jade girl slowly broke free from Feng Mingyu's hug, Lianbu moved a few steps, walked to the lantern hanging in the corridor, stretched out her hand to pick it off, and walked slowly into the wing room. Inside.

　　 The fiery red light dispelled the darkness in the wing room, allowing people to see the pattern in the wing room clearly.

　　 The wing room is not big, but the layout is more delicate. A hanging picture of a beauty going out in a bath is like a stroke of magic, and the painting is vivid and vivid, like a beauty embedded in the painting.

　　 Ink dotted eyes are full of affection.

　　 "Master, wait a minute!" The green jade girl gave a slight bow, and then slowly stepped back and left.

　　 Feng Mingyu walked into the wing and sat on the bed. The bed was covered with a layer of bedding on a wooden board, sitting on the bed with a picture of the beauty out of the bath with his back.

　　 A gloomy wind blows, and the flames in the lanterns can't help but flicker, the light is flickering.

　　 Feng Mingyu shuddered subconsciously, and his original drunk expression became sober.

　　 When the flames calmed down, Feng Mingyu looked at the wing room and looked at the picture of the beauty going out in the bath behind him, with surprise in his eyes.

　　 At this moment, the beauty in the picture of the beauty out of the bath is smiling slightly, and the dimples on the face of the overseas Chinese are vividly outlined by pen and ink.

　　 Remember, it didn't seem to be the case just now.

　　 Feng Mingyu was puzzled for one or two, and immediately eliminated such thoughts, maybe he had remembered it wrong, now the big things come first.

　　 "Girl Green Jade?" Feng Mingyu shouted after seeing the girl Green Jade not answering for a long time.

　　 shouted three times in a row, and there was no movement. Feng Mingyu could not help standing up, pushing open the door of the wing, and walking to the corridor.

　　 The corridor is silent, and I don't know when the furnishings have changed drastically.

　　 The lanterns originally hung on the walls in the corridor have disappeared without a trace at this moment, and have been replaced by white candles.

　　The white candle with a thick wrist is slowly burning in the copper plate, the flame is constantly stirring, but there is no wind, but it is swaying left and right, and there is quietness around it, and there is no sound.

　　 Feng Mingyu took a few steps and walked toward the deck outside, while shouting, "Girl Green Jade?"

　　 There was silence, an empty corridor, and no one answered. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The candle was burning, and a delicate voice suddenly came from behind Feng Mingyu.

　　 "The son!"

　　 "Nu's family will play a game with you, OK?"

　　 "My son likes to play games." Feng Mingyu was about to turn around as he said, but was stopped by the sound.

　　 "Close your eyes and then turn around."

　　 "Okay!" Feng Mingyu slowly closed his eyes, and accurately covered Feng Mingyu's eyes with both hands.

　　 There is no flesh and blood in his hands, they are completely dense bones. The cold bones made Feng Mingyu tremble subconsciously, and he couldn't help but preach: "Look at the green jade girl, you are cold, this son gives you the green jade."

He stretched out his palm and directly covered the palm of the white bones. An icy touch came from the palm. It was gently touched, smooth as jade, and he could not help but preach: "Ice muscle is like jade, in the girl's name It deserves to be accompanied by a jade character!"

　　 "Thank you for your praise!" A rotten female corpse was standing behind Feng Mingyu. The rotten flesh and ulcerated flesh were falling, and the skull's mouth was moving up and down, and the pleasant voice continued to sound.

　　 I didn't know whether it was saliva or water droplets in his mouth, and it began to drip onto the board.

　　Many of them were also contaminated with Feng Mingyu's clothes, which made them wet.

　　 "Master, let's go back to the room!"

　　 "Okay, go back to the room!" Feng Mingyu said again and again, his tone was quick and anxious, and he appeared very anxious.

　　 Feng Mingyu turned around, suddenly the wet wooden board under his feet slipped, staggered directly, fell on the board, and opened his eyes subconsciously.

　　 The lights flickered, and a skeleton with an open mouth, dripping saliva, was standing in front of him, staring affectionately at him.

　　 "Ghost!"