The young man's fingertips were cold and slender, and they slipped into Yumu's palm quietly and silently.

Yu Mu naturally noticed Wu Juan's movement towards her quietly. She didn't move because she didn't want to move and was too lazy. Secondly, because she was ill and couldn't make any waves.

She lowered her eyes, looking calmly at the two holding hands. After just looking at them for a second, Yumu raised his eyelashes, opened his eyelids, revealing his dark pupils, and looked at him emotionlessly.

The snow-white and delicate young man next to him had trembling long eyelashes, his pale lips pursed lightly, and his voice was very soft and pitiful: "Sister, Ah Juan is afraid."

The boy's eyes were dark, different from Yumu's pupils. Yumu's pupils were calm and calm, but the boy's eyes were gleaming with water, like a pool of water.

The former is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, without any waves; the latter is like a spring pond with its moving fragrance.

Yumu didn't speak, just looked at him expressionlessly.

I don’t know what to be afraid of, and there are no ghosts. Even if there is a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Forget it, why argue with a sick man?

It’s not like I haven’t held it before.

Yumu looked away, but the young man still held her hand and stood beside her quietly.

The two people over there simply didn't have the attention to notice that the two people were still holding hands with "I'm so scared" at this time.

When Li Jingjing found out that Zixu was Taoist Xu Fang's younger brother, he couldn't help but tortured his soul: "You dare to let him out instead of locking him up for such a scourge. I really admire you!"

Taoist priest Xu Fang's face was full of embarrassment.

He was at a loss: "This... Pindao really didn't expect that Junior Brother Zixu would do such a bold thing."

Yu Mu lowered his eyes and suddenly said: "Now that the intention is clear, as long as we prevent Miss Wu from marrying the ghost groom, everything will be over, right?"

Hearing this, Taoist Master Xu Fang paused, and then nodded seriously: "Exactly."

Li Jingjing thought for a while, then quickly urged Yumu: "Well Yumu, let's go back to Wu Mansion now to tell Mr. Wu the news? This place is so gloomy, it's really scary."

As he said that, Li Jingjing turned his head and quickly glanced at the hairy male corpse in the coffin. His whole body was trembling, and his back was cold.

Yumu glanced at her coldly: "Have you forgotten the woman who appeared in the courtyard at night? Can you ensure that she won't be wandering in the courtyard at this moment?"

Li Jingjing paused.

Shit, she almost forgot about this.

Yumu looked away: "Go back tomorrow morning and stay here all night."

Li Jingjing trembled: "This...this...here?"

Yumu pursed his lips: "If you don't like staying in the tomb, you can go outside."

When Li Jingjing heard this, he turned around and left without any hesitation: "Quick, quick, let's get out. This place is simply not for people. Yumu, Master Wu, hurry up!!" Li Jingjing turned around and shouted to them while walking. .

Letting her sleep in the same space as a dead man was even more uncomfortable than killing her.

Before leaving, Taoist Master Xu Fang hesitated again and again and put a suppression charm on the forehead of the male corpse. Although the Suppression Talisman is nothing to today's male corpses, wearing one will always make you feel more at ease.

The four of them came out of the tomb together.

The sky outside has already seen a crescent moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight is bright and clear. The wind is cool at night, especially in such a deserted mountain. Unpredictability of unknown dangers, a gust of wind can make people tremble.

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