Burning Incense In The bedroom Was Mistaken As A Fortune Teller

"That figure is that young man?"

There was such a guess in Du Ruoxi's mind.

Other than that, there is no one else here.

But this young man, didn't he tell them not to move?

Why did he act on his own and pull the little Taoist priest?

There were not many soldiers, and they were about to pass by.

At this time, Du Ruoxi also felt that he couldn't hold his breath.

Immediately, he buried his head in his arms and breathed in the air greedily. "what!"

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from behind.

Du Ruoxi's expression tightened when she heard the scream.

This voice was made by Yao Dan.

Du Ruoxi hurriedly turned around.

But at this time, a big hand grabbed her head violently, pressing her head to the ground, unable to move.

Even Du Ruoxi could feel that his face was in contact with the ground.

The resulting burning pain.

Du Ruoxi's eyes turned upwards.

Only then did he realize that the mysterious young man had actually arrived in front of him.

Needless to say, the big hand holding his head belongs to this mysterious young man.

Du Ruoxi's eyes met the mysterious young man.

The message from the eyes, the mysterious man told her not to look back.

But when he heard Yao Dan's call behind him, how could Du Ruoxi hold back.

At the moment, trying hard to break free from the oppression of this big hand. "Don't move, your companion is fine."

Du Ruoxi's struggling body calmed down after hearing this. His eyes gouged out the mysterious man fiercely, who is this deceiving?

She heard Yao Dan's screams, how could it be okay.

Just when Du Ruoxi was about to speak.

The mysterious man covered her mouth with the other hand.

Du Ruoxi only felt a hint of fishy smell in his nose.

There was blood on the hands of this mysterious man.

This action of the mysterious man completely angered her.

Growing up so big, no boy dared to put his hand on his hand.

Taking advantage of her so blatantly, even though Du Ruoxi knew it.

The mysterious man covered her mouth at this time.

Just don't want her to talk, not take advantage of her.

But she was still angry, and she rushed up.

A pair of eyes stared at the mysterious young man. "Okay, let's go.~"

Just when Du Ruoxi felt that he was almost unable to breathe.

When he was suffocated by this big hand, the young man's words came from his ears.

Because she was so close, she also heard the young man's sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, I felt that the hand beside my mouth finally left.

Du Ruoxi didn't care about anything else, and firstly took a big greedy breath in the air.

After holding it for so long, her whole brain was groggy.

He took a deep breath of air for half a minute.

Du Ruoxi no longer had chest tightness, and his mind recovered.

Don't bother to go to the young man to settle accounts.

Du Ruoxi immediately looked in the direction of Yao Dan and Fan Weishu behind him.

Seeing this, I was dumbfounded.

Yao Dan and Fan Weishu were standing not far behind.

It was also just getting up from the ground at this time. "Dandan, what did you scream just now?" Du Ruoxi wrinkled Qiong's nose and asked suspiciously.

"I didn't call, how dare I call, those soldiers scared me to death just now." "I don't dare to be rough, how dare I call." Yao Dan replied.

"But I clearly heard you calling from behind, and you called several times." Du Ruoxi's eyes were even more puzzled, and Yao Dan glanced at Fan Weishu beside him. "If you don't believe me, ask Fan Weishu, Fan Weishu, have I called?" "Yao Dan didn't call, Du Ruoxi, you must have heard it wrong." Fan Weishu said.

"Could it be that I really heard it wrong?" Du Ruoxi muttered.

She remembered that if she heard it wrong.

But how could that mysterious young man tell himself that Yao Dan is fine.

This means that the mysterious young man also heard Yao Dan's cry.

Du Ruoxi's eyes searched around for a moment.

Finally, not far in front, I saw the mysterious young man.

At this moment, the young man was squatting on the ground with the little Taoist priest, studying something.

The three of Du Ruoxi walked over, and only then did they know that what they were studying was the body of a soldier.

A talisman was attached to the soldier's face.

And the young man's eyes turned back and forth on the soldier's body.

His eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Where did these soldiers come from? It's gloomy."

Du Ruoxi approached the soldiers on the ground, only to feel a cold breath coming.

She couldn't help but clasped her arms with both hands and crossed them in front of her chest.

The whole person shuddered. "Is this a ghost soldier?"

Fan Weishu, who was behind Du Ruoxi, stretched out his finger.

Pointing to the soldier on the ground, he said with a trembling lips. "...√ Yin Soldier?"

Du Ruoxi looked back at Fan Weishu and said, "Have you seen it?"

"How could I have seen it? If I had to, I would have died a long time ago." A wry smile appeared on Fan Weishu's face.

This is what the girl he loves said.

If it were someone else, he would have scolded him long ago.

"I also heard from the old man in my family. It is said that in the underworld, in addition to the King of Yama, there are underworld emissaries and hell." "There are also underworld soldiers, and the underworld is not very peaceful, and there are often wars."

"It seems to be competing for territory, such as the underworld in the west, and our underworld."

"According to the old people in my family, these are caused by the struggles of the underworld bosses." "So in fact, after Westerners die, they go to different places than we people." "And the underworld soldiers are us. The King Yama, used to conquer the West."

Fan Weishu's explanation made the young man who was still studying the underground soldiers.

Looking back at him (Looking Zhao), there was an unintelligible look in his eyes.

However, the young man then continued to turn his attention to the soldiers on the ground.

"Then according to what you said, we are in the underworld, otherwise how could we meet the underworld soldiers?" Du Ruoxi's words made Fan Weishu fall into silence.

After pondering for a while, he said, "I can't say for sure, you see this place is gray." "It's gloomy, and it's probably the underworld." "Ah, are we all dead?"

Yao Dan on the side couldn't help exclaiming when he heard this.

He grabbed Du Ruoxi's hand and cried, "Ruoxi, I don't want to die yet, I haven't caught up with the senior yet, I'm not reconciled." "Dandan, don't listen to Fan Weishu's nonsense, how could this place be hell. "Aren't only ghosts allowed to go to the underworld?"

"Ghosts don't hurt. You can twist your thigh with your hand and see if it hurts.".

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