Alliance of Beauty Men and Heavenly Masters

v2 Chapter 64: there are witnesses

The Saixiang Pavilion these days is particularly lively, and if you want a wing room, you need to book in advance. Just because there are a batch of new chicks, the romantics in the capital will take turns to come and admire them.

Ma Yun's friends and foxes had already booked a room, and they sat in the room with Ma Yun, waiting for the beautiful woman to come.

Emma Cui brought her here, and the six girls were all young and tender, each with their own charm.

How can a sweet wife at home be as fresh and tender as a young girl? The men in the room are full of spring, their hearts are rippling, and they just want to wait for the day when the buds will bloom as soon as possible.

"This is Mr. Ma, the son of Shangshu~~~" Cui Ma introduced one by one, and the girls saluted shyly and coquettishly. That youthful and shy look made these men's hearts beat faster and their blood swell.

"Quickly dance to a song for you gentlemen~~" Cui Ma flicked her handkerchief lightly, smiling all over her face. The people who come in and out to see these new chicks every day are all walking gold ingots~~

The girls danced with the music, their dancing postures were light and graceful, and it seemed that they had been taught on weekdays.

Wanqing was also among them. Her slightly exotic appearance and style, as well as her particularly eye-catching bumpy figure, immediately attracted the attention of all the young masters. Ma Yun stared straight at her eyes.

Cui's mother covered her lips and secretly rejoiced. This Wanqing is her most proud newcomer. Girls in their 20s and 80s rarely have body and sex, but they are graceful and clear, and the pair of towering mountains stand among the girls, showing the heights and heights. Wanqing has also been the most popular since her half-moon debut. Just waiting for the price to be opened at the end of the month, it must be a high price.

"Beauty... What a beauty..." Ma Yun stared at Wanqing in a daze.

The young masters and buddies also had no appearance of day-to-day gentlemen, and stood up one by one to dance with the girls.

Everyone could see their faces, and they all left Wanqing alone to Ma Yun.

The new chicks are not to be touched, that is the only gentleman's agreement in the brothel. Therefore, no matter how flirtatious these sons and daughters are, they consciously don't touch the girl at this moment, they just gently pull the sleeves of the fragrance, and sneak close to Wenxiang.

The same is true for Ma Yun, who also gently grasped Wanqing's sleeve by dancing together, and the sleeve slipped out of Ma Yun's palm, leaving a lingering fragrance, which made the man's heart flutter even more. But he didn't know, just by grasping, the fragrance that can lure Gu worms was already left on his hand.

Wanqing left with a smile, Cui Ma stepped forward to stop the son who was still full of ideas: "Masters~~ I'm sorry, the girls have to go to the next wing, if you like it, you can come on the day when the buds will bloom at the end of the month~~~~"

"Must come! Must come!" Everyone was excited.

The fragrance of beauty, kept in his hands for a long time, Ma Yun was fascinated by the fragrance, and the lingering figure of Wanqing was in his mind...

Beauty~~Beauty~~Take my breath away~~

Beauty beauty~~~When will you let me taste your honey~~~

pick your heart~~

The moon passed through the sky, the stars dimmed, Kyoto gradually fell asleep, and a dark shadow stood in the courtyard of Ma Yun's bedroom.

She was wearing a black cloak, and her face was hidden in the black hat. It was Wanqing who was faintly visible. Pale hands stretched out from the black robe, palms spread open.

"Scatter!" A soft word, breathless, like a ghost spit out lightly.

Her palm cracked in the white moonlight, and black Gu worms crawled out, like two black threads hanging from her palm, gradually connecting to the ground, and quickly crawled towards Ma Yun's room.

Gu worms gathered in groups, and the aura left behind attracted other sleepy worms in the courtyard. For a while, it turned into a sea of ​​worms, undulating like a tide rolling forward.

Bugs, big and small, entered the cracks in the door and window, entered Ma Yun's bedroom, and moved toward the person on the bed.

"Swish", they climbed onto the edge of the bed, the wooden pillow, and crawled in from Ma Yun's ears, nostrils and mouth. Ma Yun's throat became swollen and rolled up and down.

Ma Yun woke up suddenly, his eyes widened in pain, and he opened his mouth, wanting to howl, but his throat was so full of worms that he couldn't utter a single word!

Blood gushed out of his mouth, but was covered by bugs again, sucking it, his body began to twitch, and bugs crawled over every inch of skin, undulating, terrifying and eerie.

The sweat from the pain already carried the breath of death. The constant sweat soaked the clothes and bed sheets, leaving deep watermarks, as if the water had been wrung out of the whole body.

He struggled for a while, then lay straight on the bed, his body moved lightly, but it was no longer himself, but insects crawling through, gnawing and agitating inside.

Wanqing stood outside the door, raised the sword finger of her right hand, and shouted: "Get up!"

Immediately, Ma Yun, who was upright on the bed, sat up straight, staring blankly, his whole body limp, dangling back and forth.

One leg started to move towards the edge of the bed, as if many bugs started to crawl in one direction, and the other leg jumped to keep up, as if the layer of skin was full of crickets.

"Crack." With both feet on the ground, Ma Yun's head suddenly lost weight and fell backwards. The whole head was completely bent on the back, as if hanging around the neck.

He stood up staggeringly, his body swayed left and right, one side bulged, the other sunken, his legs started to move forward, and he walked crookedly to the window, "Crack!" The whole person fell forward and landed on the edge of the window, Little by little, it fell to the window, and the body behind it fell out of the window due to its weight.

He was stuck to the ground, his head still folded back on his back, like a piece of folded human skin.

Wanqing glanced at him indifferently, turned around, her black robe swayed lightly in the moonlight, her sword finger turned, and said softly: "Let's go."

Ma Yun's body was suspended and flew flat against the ground behind Wanqing's black robe, as if the insects could not support Ma Yun's weight and could not fly high.

Wanqing jumped onto the top of the wall, and Ma Yun's body stuck to the top of the wall, and began to bow and bend forward, like a huge earthworm lying on the wall, following Wanqing out of Ma's house.

That night, there was actually an eyewitness, Wang Watcher, who was at the watch in Xicheng.

About three days later, he saw a man in a black robe walking on a foggy night road from a distance, and behind him was a man with his head hanging backwards, walking crookedly, strange, with that walking appearance , like extremely soft human skin.

Wang Genfu was so frightened that he ran away quickly, how could he have the courage to go up to see clearly?

The watchman who works the watch at night has really seen a lot of weird things. Everyone kept away, so as not to be seduced by ghosts and seduce themselves.

After that night, what Wang Genfu saw became one of the nighttime ghosts he used to scare everyone after dinner.

"Ouch—" Fu Mingrui couldn't help throwing up.

Lian Youyou held the wine glass in her hand, smiled lightly and looked ahead: "I told you not to listen. Now, do you understand how Wanqing kills people and removes corpses?"

"Ouch—" Fu Mingrui held on to the door frame and continued to retch, his face was already pale, his whole body was bouts of goosebumps, and there was no sign of falling back.

The corners of Lian Youyou's mouth were crooked, and she smiled mischievously.

Fu Mingrui slowed down, looked sideways at Lian Youyou's back: "I, I'm leaving."

The thunder has stopped, the rain has stopped, and there is a fresh earthy smell in the air.

But at this moment, this freshness reminded Fu Mingrui of the smell of bugs being trampled and almost vomited again.