The Demon Road of the Republic of China

"Shh."

A ray of warm breath was sent into the ear.

Rong Fei grabbed Gu Jinghan's shoulders tightly, his back slightly bent, like a leopard ready to go, and he narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

Gu Jinghan looked down at the back of Rong Fei's neck, twirled Rong Fei's earlobe with his fingers to comfort him, and then traced the slightly protruding bones behind his ears, penetrating into his hair and the back of his head, with slow and gentle movements , the touch brings a very comfortable numbness and itching.

He pinched the back of Rong Fei's neck, and his voice became one line: "Don't look back."

As he said that, Gu Jinghan flipped the palm that slid to the back of Rong Fei's head, and a small paper figure slipped out of his cuff and fell onto the bed.

At this time, the huge bedroom was completely immersed in deep and cool darkness, only where the thick curtains were closed, a ray of golden light squeezed in, like a cutting blade, and fell in the middle of the messy big bed.

Faintly, there was a dark hand prostrated on the head of the bed, as if groping for something.

Ordinary people couldn't see this scene, Gu Jinghan opened his yin and yang pupils, half embraced Rong Fei, tapped the little paper figurine's head with his fingertips, guiding it to walk in the direction of that hand.

That hand didn't seem to notice the little paper man's approach at all, it was still groping, and the black-smelling dry fingers had already climbed onto Rong Fei's pillow.

The ghost hand suddenly paused, picked up a hair from the pillow, and was about to dissipate and leave.

"Certainly!"

With a sharp shout, Gu Jinghan quickly made a seal with one hand, a golden light flashed on the little paper figurine, and the figure that was slowly approaching the ghost's hand shot out instantly and rushed over.

The ghost hand flashed suddenly, and took a step slower. A finger was grabbed by the little paper figurine, struggling desperately, and black smoke erupted.

There was a distant howling sound in a trance.

"What?" Rong Fei looked back.

With a flick of the hem of the clothes, the inch-long small mahogany sword hanging on Gu Jinghan's belt as an accessory suddenly stretched out, and Gu Jinghan stuffed it into Rong Fei's hand, "No matter what you see later, , don’t leave my side. If something rushes over, use a sword.”

"Don't worry." Rong Fei held the mahogany sword, supported it with one hand, turned over the bed, and jumped to the side where the ghost hand and the little paper figurine were entangled.

Gu Jinghan took out a few talismans, pasted them around the walls on all four sides, and pasted two more on the curtains of the window, and tightened the gap between the curtains.

"It's the Five Ghosts Transporting Technique."

Gu Jinghan walked to Rong Fei's side, staring at the hands of ghosts who could not escape no matter how hard they struggled, "Someone is trying to raise five ghosts to take your blood and hair. Due to lack of mana, the five ghosts only condensed five ghosts. It's just a ghost hand, but not formed."

Young Master Rong was not afraid, he poked the ghost hand with the tip of his peach wood sword, and sneered: "It's hair and blood, is it possible that you want to stab me and curse me to death?"

"It's almost the same." Gu Jinghan untied a purse from his waist, flicked the contents inside with his fingers, and took out a paper bag, "The way is deeper, and it can control your body when you are sleeping. There are often sleepwalking and killing people." It is said that eight or nine out of ten are all the power of this kind of sorcery."

Opening the paper bag, there was a pile of fine dark black powder, Gu Jinghan sprinkled the powder around the bed.

"What is this?" Rong Fei came over.

Gu Jinghan packed the empty paper back, and said calmly: "The blood powder coagulated from the blood of the black dog is not as powerful as the blood of the black dog, so one more thing is needed to force the remaining four ghosts to appear."

Rong Fei sensed a cold air stirring in the room, but there seemed to be no trace to be found. Hearing this, he said in surprise: "My stuff? What, if I have it, you can use it as you please."

Gu Jinghan walked to Rong Fei's side, raised his eyes slightly: "The boy pissed."

The scorching feeling instantly burned from the ears to the cheeks.

Young Master Rong's face was red and green, and he gave Gu Jinghan a hard look, his voice almost squeezed out between his teeth: "Why doesn't Young Master Gu use your own?"

Gu Jinghan looked at Rong Fei's blushing neck with gloomy eyes, and said without any shame: "I used my hands before, it's not as pure as Rong Shao."

"You know I haven't used it?" Rong Fei laughed angrily.

Gu Jinghan looked away, scanned the bedroom, and took a vase from the cabinet, his tone remained unchanged: "You are a man, but your fate is yin and yang, and you are born to be indifferent to bed. From some aspects It is said that it is the body of a pure yang boy, which is hard to find in Taoism, and blood and urine are all evil objects."

He emptied the vase, put it in front of Young Master Rong, and motioned: "Use this."

"you!"

Rong Fei stared at Gu Jinghan's expression closely, and didn't see any joking or teasing from it, it seemed that he was really serious.

The cold atmosphere in the bedroom was getting heavier, and his thin silk pajamas were already a bit chilly.Rong Fei is not someone who can't distinguish between priorities, gritted his teeth, and glanced sharply at Gu Jinghan: "You...turn around."

Gu Jinghan shook his head: "Dangerous."

Rong Fei froze for a moment.

Gu Jinghan walked up to him slowly, picked up the vase again, supported Young Master Rong's waist with one hand, tapped his finger on the edge of his pajama pants, and said with lowered eyes, "Do you want me to come?"

The slightly cold fingertips touched the flesh of the waist, Rong Fei's back tensed, he snatched the vase, turned his back, his back pressed against Gu Jinghan's chest, and said: "I... I will do it myself."

After a while.

Gu Jinghan raised his hand and pinched his earlobe covered by his black hair, it was extremely hot.

He frowned, and quickly drew out a water-melting talisman with his fingers, and the small stream of water bypassed his ears, quickly cooling down the temperature.

"Then what should I do?" Rong Fei's voice came from in front of him, a little stiff.

Gu Jinghan glanced at the top of his drooping hair: "Go around the bed and sprinkle the blood powder in a circle."

Rong Fei took the vase and walked around, threw the vase away, grabbed a towel and wiped his hands vigorously.

When Gu Jinghan saw this, a smile flashed across Ningbing's eyes, he turned around and picked up a yellow talisman between his fingers, and threw it at the trapped ghost hand, "Scatter!"

Following this movement, a gust of cold wind rose up on the ground, making the two of them almost unable to stand still.

The tables and chairs in the entire bedroom jumped and crackled, and the books and decorations shook off and fell to the ground.

The ghost hand was fixed by the yellow talisman, and after a violent convulsion, it exploded into a puff of black smoke, congealed into a vague shape, and screamed towards the window.The golden light of the yellow talisman flashed, and the black shadow was shaken back, and fell on the bed. The little paper man took the opportunity to pounce on it, and wrestled with the black shadow again.

At the same time, a few messy bloody footprints appeared around the bed where the black dog's blood and the boy had urinated.

One of the strings extends towards the wardrobe.

Gu Jinghan flicked a yellow talisman over, and saw a skinned hand dripping with blood suddenly protruding from the closed wardrobe door, the nails stabbed instantly and cut towards him.

"thunder."

Gu Jinghan turned his head, flipped his wrist, grabbed the bloody hand, wrapped the talisman paper tightly in his palm, and a tiny thunderbolt exploded in the air, hitting the bloody hand.

The bloody hand was split into ashes and fell from Gu Jinghan's palm.

"roll!"

Angrily shouted from behind.

Gu Jinghan looked around, and saw two black shadows attacking Rong Fei in turn like a threatening black wind, swift as lightning.

Young Master Rong is not a vegetarian either. Although a mahogany sword doesn't dance very well, he has quick eyesight and quick hands. He blocked every attack and stabbed a black shadow several times unwillingly, causing the black shadow to distort unceasingly. .

"Looking for death!" Rong Fei's eyes were cold, and he slashed the black smoke with his sword.

Gu Jinghan pinched out the seal, grabbed the two black shadows into his hands, condensed into two withered and pitch-black children's hands, wrapped them in yellow talismans and threw them on the ground.

There is one left.

After closing his eyes slightly, and opening them again, Gu Jinghan's dark eyes showed a strange magic power.

As deep as the sea, with a layer of pale gold in it, countless golden butterflies flew out of the vicissitudes of the ancient well covered with ashes and dust.The eyelids are half-opened, like two gates of hell suddenly opened.

The yin and yang pupils quickly scanned the surroundings of the bedroom, and finally settled on a blank wall, where a bloody handprint slowly appeared.

Gu Jinghan muttered "Shut up" silently, stretched out his hand to grab the bloody handprint, and threw it to the ground.

A fire talisman was thrown out, and the remaining ghost hands turned into a pile of black ash.

There was a distant scream of collapse, and a figure that vomited blood and collapsed flashed in front of Gu Jinghan's eyes. Before he could see clearly, that person threw something out of his hand and threw it at Gu Jinghan. .

The screen suddenly collapsed.

Gu Jinghan closed his eyes, and a drop of blood and tears was sucked back by his eyelids.

The cold atmosphere suddenly dissipated, Rong Fei couldn't help shivering, frowned and glanced around, walked to Gu Jinghan's side, wiped the sweat from his forehead, calmed his slightly chaotic breathing, and said, "It's over?"

Gu Jinghan opened his eyes, "Well, the person who practiced the method has been backlashed. Open the curtains and let the yin energy escape."

Rong Fei went to pull the curtain, and found that the yellow talisman on the curtain had turned black, so he tore it off.

Sunlight leaked in, filling the room with soft and warm light.

Young Master Rong really didn't want to stay in this room full of strange smells at all, he dragged Gu Jinghan directly to the study room, not in the mood to appreciate the sunlight filling the room at all.

There was such a loud commotion in the bedroom, but the servants outside seemed to have not heard it at all, and there was no one in sight.

Calling someone to come up to clean up, Rong Fei changed his clothes, sat down with Gu Jinghan and drank tea to calm down the shock.

"You mean someone wants to attack me. Last night, five ghost hands were sent to stay by my bedside all night, because the jade ring has never been able to attack?"

Rong Fei leaned lazily on the chair, slowly sipped his tea, turned his eyes to look at Gu Jinghan beside him.

Gu Jinghan's eyes were calm, he nodded and said: "Yes. There is a treasure on his body, and I can't see his appearance with my yin and yang eyes. It seems that the fox fragrance mark appeared on you, it is not accidental."

Rong Fei frowned: "Who could it be?"

"Who have you offended?" Gu Jinghan asked.

Rong Fei laughed and said: "You should ask me that I have not offended anyone. This time the five ghosts seem to be more difficult to deal with than the water ghosts." His voice paused, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, "This matter you Forget about it, although I don't know who did it, it must be the Rong family's business and has nothing to do with you."

Gu Jinghan's eyes sank, he pressed Rong Feixu's hand that was resting on the armrest, his calloused fingertips grazed the inside of Rong Fei's wrist heavily, the blue blood vessels were slightly protruding, and a patch of light red was scraped out.

"I'll move here tonight." Gu Jinghan said.

"This is my trouble." Rong Fei turned his wrist, pressed Gu Jinghan's hand in his palm, tilted his head, and leaned closer to his face.

Gu Jinghan looked at him: "You are mine."

"Tsk," Rong Fei grinned and said with a smile, "but shake off the goosebumps all over my body, who the hell is yours? You are mine. Come on, baby... come here, I want to kiss you."

His voice was a little hoarse, seeping into his ears.

Gu Jinghan's neck was hooked, and those flamboyant eyebrows and eyes suddenly approached.

"Can you kiss?" Rong Fei whispered.

Four eyes facing each other.

An ambiguous hot breath circulated between the two bodies that were very close together.

Gu Jinghan closed his eyes, turned his face away first, and stretched out his hand to hug Young Master Rong into his arms.

Lips brushed against Rong Fei's hair, and Gu Jinghan's earlobe suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Rong Fei bit him, hesitated for a while, then bit him again, and licked him lightly as if soothing.

Moist wrap and comfort.

Gu Jinghan tightened his grip on Rong Fei's waist, then slowly let go, and backed away a little.

Rong Fei also turned her head, her Adam's apple slipped uncomfortably and reminiscingly, picked up the tea bowl, and hurriedly took a sip of tea: "Well... I asked Butler Luo to pack two things, and I'll move things with you later. What happened today, I sent a letter to my father and asked someone to investigate. As long as that person is still in Haicheng and digs three feet, I will find him."

The cruelty in the words is complete.

Gu Jinghan said: "Tomorrow's dance, I have a hunch that he will appear."

"Then let him come and go." Rong Fei smiled with downcast eyes.

After Housekeeper Luo found out what happened in the bedroom, his face turned pale with fright, he hurriedly sent people to call Rong Peijing and Mrs. Rong, and called the whole Rong mansion together to form an iron bucket.

Rong Peijing and Mrs. Rong went to Lincheng, and they will definitely not be able to make it back in a while.By the way, Rong Fei asked someone to bring a letter over, and then drove Gu Jinghan back to pick up his luggage.

After leaving Rong's house, in the car, Rong Fei found out that Gu Jinghan had actually moved out of Gu's house last night.

"Your father is really a good father."

Rong Fei didn't know what politeness meant, so he just sneered and mocked, "Could it be that the management doesn't care about raising the students? You earned the money for studying abroad, right? Now he knows that he is a father."

Gu Jinghan didn't care about it: "I'm not in the Gu family's family tree, so don't bother with mundane matters."

Hearing the words, Rong Fei's expression changed slightly, he glanced at Gu Jinghan, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his lips and said, "You have a big heart. I always feel that you are not real enough. You say, if there is no such letter Marriage letter, will you take another look at me, Rong Fei?"

His tone was casual, but a string in his heart suddenly tensed.

This kind of hypocrisy is really not in line with Young Master Rong's willful and casual temperament.As soon as he said it, he frowned, wishing he could swallow his tongue back.

But if you ask, you just ask.Young Master Rong didn't bother to take it back.

The end of Rong Fei's eyes twitched lightly, sweeping Gu Jinghan's expression like nothing, "Why are you silent, why are you wandering?"

After a moment of silence, Gu Jinghan came back to his senses, and said without changing his face: "It's very cute when I think of Rong Shao's urgency."

For some people, the desire to die is always stronger than the desire to live.

Obviously, Young Master Gu is this kind of person.

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