"I died terribly~~ My death was terrible!"

Ji Yanzhi digs out his ears, secretly glad that he is smart. As early as when the snake spirit and sick female ghost appeared, he set up the barrier, otherwise he would scream at this enough to break through the eardrums of people, heh, is he killing ghosts or Kill ghosts.

In fact, it's good for the physical body to be able to touch ghosts, at least it can be beaten badly without using Taoism.

So sighed, Ji Yanzhi once again set his sights on, hovering in mid-air, the hanged ghost ‘performing acrobatics’. But this gaze made Ji Yanzhi a little nauseous.

The hanged ghost really had a mental illness. Seeing that Ji Yanzhi was unmoved by her ‘sonic attack’, he actually took a visual attack. The moment Ji Yanzhi looked up again, the mouth that looked like a pig's tongue began to flow out red, as if blood was lighter than blood in saliva, it was sticky and sticky, even on his body.

This is disgusting! ! !

Even if there is no cleanliness fetish, it is vomiting, not to mention that Ji Yanzhi himself is very hypocritical, and will always have varying degrees of cleanliness fetishes due to changes in the environment. No, at this moment, Ji Yan feels deeply that his own cleanliness habit has occurred. The feeling of vomiting but can't vomit anything makes Ji Yanzhi want to kill people. No, it is to kill ghosts.

"I, a scholar, seem to be very bullied?" Ji Yanzhi stretched his face and asked whether it was a shame or a shame. Obviously, she didn't have a handsome face, but the uninvited hanged ghost in the middle of the air felt the cold deep into her soul.

The hanged ghost shivered instantly.

The subconscious mind of being a ghost for a long time made the female ghost hanged instantly understand that Ji Yanzhi is her unprovoked existence.

It's just not reconciled, not reconciled to let the Ji Yanzhi who can see her, so after a brief tremor, the hanged female ghost picks up again and prepares to repeat the old trick.

First, it stretched the tone, which made people feel like the wind and wind bursts of ‘dead so miserably’, then stretched out his paws, gathered and grabbed Ji Yanzhi.

"Oh Huo, the courage is fat."

Ji Yanzhi was really surprised, where did this come from?

Is he beating or beating?

Thinking of this, Ji Yan drew his consciousness sideways and skillfully hid. Don't doubt, this does not mean to be afraid.

The main reason is that although Ji Yanzhi knows that the blood on the body of the hanged ghost, it looks like blood, but in fact it should be a mixture of red saliva. It is very dirty and disgusting, and it is accompanied by the action of hanging the ghost. Keep dripping.

Is this not disgusting, or is it disgusting?

Anyway, one of Ji Yan's thoughts of making a disgusting thing about the hanged ghost appearing on top of his head, he got goose bumps one after another.

Fuck, never get close.

Thinking of this, Ji Yanzhi once again dodged to avoid the blatant sneak attack by the hanged ghost.

After dodging for a while, the hanged female ghost slid when he saw Ji Yanzhi's cruel words, but people dodge extremely fast, mistakenly thinking that Ji Yanzhi only had the ability to beep on his mouth, and floated to the other side without being discouraged. , Continue to use the elongated tone, sonic attacks eerie.

"I died terribly... terrible death..."

"Does the hanged thing look good?" Ji Yanzhi became impatient, stretched out his leg and kicked it, hit the target, and kicked the hanged ghost directly from the house to the outside. Hanging the female ghost on all sides, the whole ghost was lying head down, so miserable.

"This is much pleasing to the eye."

Ji Yanzhi pulled a piece of pale yellow rice paper and carefully wiped the shoes clean. Then as soon as the windows and doors were closed, as if nothing had happened, I continued to sit at the desk and copy the "Thousand Characters".

The candlelight flickered, and the willow on the moon. The old widow and little widow of Ji who were chatting next door saw that the night was late, and there was still a candle in Ji Yan’s room, so they guessed that he was reviewing his homework. night.

Ji Yanzhi thanked his grandmother and mother for their kindness, and promised to go to bed after a supper. On the second day, before dawn, his cousin Zhu Wang, who was in the spring breeze with the female ghost in the story of "Liao Zhai: Painting Wall", woke up early and started to feel rhythmic. It will not be a very solid courtyard. The door crackled.

"Brother Yan, Brother Meng unexpectedly returned home yesterday, just to gather together today to chant poems and chat about life ideals?"

Ji Yanzhi: "..."

"Read more of the script!" Ji Yanzhi became speechless, opened the courtyard door, and welcomed in Zhu Wang, who had a very undecent smile and always felt a little wondrous.

Little Widow Ji was busy working in the kitchen. As soon as Zhu Wang stepped into the yard, she poked her head out and said hello. "Brother Wang is here. My aunt is making breakfast. It's a little rough. Brother Wang doesn't dislike it, so he stayed and used breakfast with Brother Yan before going out to meet friends."

Aunt Zhu loves to help her natal family, but in fact, her natal family has never helped. It can be said that Zhu Wang spent half of his time growing up in front of Old Widows and Little Widows. For Zhu Wang's nephew, although the widow of Ji Dao didn't feel as painful as Ji Yanzhi as her future support, she was still loved by half of her son.

Zhu Wang is not stupid, otherwise he would not be a talented person in the exam at the age of sixteen, and he is expected to be famous on the Qiuwei list in July and August, so he would be happy to bother his aunt at the moment.

"How can I say to bother."

The little widow Ji was equally happy, and even went to call the old widow Ji to cook with her.

After all, although the little Widow Ji’s cooking is delicious, she has little feet, and the road is very unstable when she walks. On weekdays, I always carry a small horse with me. It is laborious and laborious, but the little widow of the season is quite proud. As a daughter of a scholar's family, she has her feet bound.

Ji Yanzhi couldn't control his mother's thoughts, so he had to act as assertive as possible, instead of acting like an unweaned baby who obeyed the widow's mother in everything.

Fortunately, the two women in the family are not the kind of people who are too strong to be impersonal. Even the old widow of Ji, the reason why she is so fierce, is the way of the world. The old widow of Ji is less aggressive, how can she protect her grandson, and how can she grow up with her young widow daughter-in-law.

After a simple breakfast, Zhu Wang took Ji Yanzhi out to visit his brother Meng.

It was Meng Longtan. In "Liao Zhai-Painting Wall", he witnessed how Zhu Wang was ‘absorbed’ into the painting wall and how he came to Zhu Juren’s friend who painted the wall. He looks good, but not as good as Zhu Wang's face, red lips and white teeth. Naturally, he looks even better than Zhu Wang. He is still young. Ji Yanzhi, who was only allowed to end the scientific examination by his teacher this year.

Ji Yanzhi followed Zhu Wang and had a few conversations with Meng Longtan from time to time, and finally made this friend relatively peacefully. Then naturally, the two of them went to school into a three-person walk.

This is actually a good thing, the only bad thing is, I don't know if the hero and the male partner of the story meet, there will be some unexpected changes and destruction. Ji Yanzhi pondered that the original owner was the cannon fodder mixed in with the male lead male partner. Otherwise, after the female ghost was hanged by a snake disease, there are various exotic species, like cats that smelled fishy smells, endlessly emerging Drilled out.

I didn't recognize Zhu Wang, the male lead, and ignored the male partner Meng Longtan, so he stared at Ji Yanzhi's "out-and-out cannon fodder". Does it mean that he looks very bully, but people are really bullied?

Ji Yanzhi silently looked at the glamorous ghost who was about to recommend himself to the pillow and wanted to add fragrance to his red sleeves. Despite the seemingly calm appearance of the sky falling down, in fact, his heart was full of smiles and tiger faces.

In particular, how blind and weird this is to feel that this little scholar, who looks very harmless on the surface, will learn from Xu Xian and Ning Caichen, not just a snake but also a sleeping ghost?

"My son, please be the master of the slave family. The slave family really died terribly!"

Yan Gui was miserable and miserable, crying so sadly. It's a pity that Ji Yanzhi's heart is unmoved at all, and he even stopped Bingdeng's night reading and asked curiously. "I heard that the dazzling ghosts died so terribly that they would wear a painted skin at night. The girl is so persevering to disturb my leisure, I must have a good reserve of painted skins. I really want to try it with a dagger today. Painted on the girl, will the girl appear in a new painted skin tomorrow."

Speaking the most ruthless words in the gentlest tone, the invisible is the most lethal.

At the very least, this beautiful ghost who got out of a hanged female ghost based on a snake's essence, suddenly the whole soul was trembling with cold as if it had been frosted.

"The Nujia... Nujia." The over-frightened Yangui cried and cried, acting as if Ji Yanzhi was sorry for her.

Ji Yanzhi: "..."

"Want to die?"

Ji Yanzhi, who was disgusted, began to roll his sleeves and prepare to beat the ghost with his fists.

Yan Gui quickly wiped away her tears and began to tell her own story.

Ji Yanzhi: "...I don't understand human words, this son is not interested in your story. Who cares if you were called Xiaohong or Xiaolu, kitten or puppy. If you are acquainted, get out of here, or you will change. There is no chance for an adult cat or puppy to'repay'."

Who should be stupid, heh, as long as he avenges the slave family, the slave family is willing to stay with her benevolent as a little cat and puppy, and serve her. When he couldn't hear the words, there was a strong smell of white flowers. To tell the truth, in the tone of this charming ghost Xiaobaihua, Ji Yanzhi felt that the hanged female ghost with snake essence was actually a little more cute.

Ji Yan was disgusted, and immediately used a spell to blast away the glamorous ghost who was obviously having a bad idea. Afterwards, I was relaxed for a few days, but unfortunately there were too many weird things in the spirits. For example, the hanged female ghost who left a deep impression on Ji Yanzhi was a proper weird thing with a sick brain.

It is estimated that it is not fun outside. The hanged female ghost disappeared for a long time and reappeared, unexpectedly sticking out her tongue at Ji Yanzhi who was hiding in the study alone and painting. Can you imagine a female ghost who died of being hanged herself and her tongue was dragged like a pig's tongue and punched her tongue?

Ji Yanzhi couldn't imagine it at first, so when this scene appeared before his eyes, Ji Yanzhi couldn't wait to be blind.

——Fuck, his extremely bright titanium alloy dog ​​eyes are really blind.