MTL - Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect-Chapter 60 Inception

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Although something unexpected happened, the office had to do it. Ye Shaoyang came to the bedroom where Feng Xinyu was located, took out three oyster sauce candles from the bag, lit them, placed them on top of her head and shoulders on both sides, and then wrote a blood. Fine symbol, attached to the door frame, put a scented incense burner under the door, igniting three bouquets of Tianmu.

This set of arrangements, even if the female ghost really finds, one or a half will be close to the body, Ye Shaoyang carrying the seven-star Longquan sword, back to the master bedroom, to the pony: "I guess she will not come, but for defense In case, you come to sleep with me tonight. But let me make it clear that if you come to the cold at night, you will find an excuse to go out and hear no."

"I rely on, in the middle of the night, where do you let me go?" Pony looked awkward.

"I will control where you go, don't stay here anyway." Ye Shaoyang warned.

The little pony smiled. "No, if you see one, do you like people?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I want to talk to people about business, you are bothering me here." Ye Shaoyang looked awkward.

"Cut. It's like it." The pony climbed into the bed and got into the bed. After a while, he said: "Small leaves, serious, Xie Yuqing, Zhou Jingru, and this cold jade, long They are very beautiful, and they are all in good shape. It’s hard to tell which one you like?”

"I..." Ye Shaoyang almost said that he missed his mouth and turned his eyes. "What do you ask this?"

"Hey, I will first determine which one you like, keep it for you, the rest two, I just pick one..."

Ye Shaoyang looked at him with big eyes: "Do you have a face without a face? It seems like you can catch up with anything."

"It’s one thing to catch up with it. I don’t have to spend a long time at the end of the day. I finally found out that you are fancy. The trick is buddy. Can’t I dig your corner?”

"You think more, sleep, think about it in your dreams."

After a while, the buzzing sound of the pony pigs sounded around, and Ye Shaoyang remembered what he said in his heart, waiting for the door to knock or the phone ringing, where he could sleep.

Suddenly he thought of the birthday of Feng Xinyu, who said that he was talking to himself: the fourth day of April in the spring of April, the moment of ugliness.

Wuchen years, that is, 1928. Ye Shaoyang calculated that a large number of Japanese military officers died in military hospitals. It was 1946. In that year, Feng Xinyu was 18 years old and nineteen years old. Thinking about her appearance, it was probably so big. From this point. Look, it is correct to say that the character of the birth of the cold jade is correct.

Anyway, I can't sleep anymore. According to Feng Xinyu's birthday, Ye Shaoyang calculated her fate. On the fourth day of April, the ugly moment... The five elements belong to the gold, not the sand gold, nor the gold foil gold, but the extremely rare Shantou gold. If a man of life is not a man, if a woman is a woman, the golden head is an ancient femininity, and it is easy to be contaminated with yin.

Jin Shengshui, the golden life is too busy, need to use water to make up, so she took the name of the rain, must also look for fortune teller to see, can make up for it, like her life, the normal words, at most than the average person It is easy to provoke yin and evil, but it doesn't matter, but from the wounds of her body, she is a metal instrument that dies from a scalpel, and it is dying, the five elements are broken, and it is easier to become a ghost...

Then, the problem is rounded back: Why does she die? In the last period of her life, in the military hospital, what happened in the military hospital, so that everyone died bizarrely, Feng Xinyu absorbed the corpse, became a ghost body?

I have been insisting until two o'clock, no one knocked on the door, no one called, Ye Shaoyang felt that he was pitted, not sleepy, read the silence curse, and slept.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, Ye Shaoyang turned to get out of bed, and opened the door in the past, it was really cold jade, wearing the black leather dress in the daytime, leaning against the door, staring at himself with big eyes.

Ye Shaoyang’s heart was greatly shocked and scratched his head: “How come you come so late?”

"Isn't it so late?" Yan Lengyu smiled at him. Ye Shaoyang stunned, this is the first time she saw her laughing, it turned out to be so beautiful.

After the cold jade entered the door, he went straight to Ye Shaoyang's bedroom, sat down on the bed, looked up and looked at him quietly. He said, "Where to stand there, come over."

Ye Shaoyang was shocked on the spot, and my heart began to ponder. The pony was still in the room. How can I take the pony away? I had the opportunity to be alone with Yan Lengyu. It’s not convenient to talk anything, but he didn’t go anywhere else. I don’t think about it. Then looked up and looked at the bed, suddenly stunned: the pony is not in bed! Hey, is it just in a minute or two that he went out, why didn’t he see it?

Still pondering this incomprehensible problem, I felt that the bed around me was sinking. When I turned around, I saw that Leng Yuyu sat down with a faint smile on my mouth.

In Ye Shaoyang’s mind, a thought of floating up: this is not scientific! Although I am very handsome, I like girls very much, but I haven’t reached this point. Even the iceberg beauty is so passionate about myself. What point does she have to look at herself?

Forced a hand on the thigh, no pain, rub, it was a dream. No wonder the pony is gone.

Ye Shaoyang was helpless. She thought that she might have been thinking about crying jade to find herself before going to bed, so she had a dream at night, but... I would dream of 芮冷玉 hooking myself? Is it so cumbersome in my heart?

Thinking of this, Ye Shaoyang turned to look at the cold jade, only to find that she completely disappeared.

After the room collapsed quickly, the whole space fell into nothingness. After a few seconds, the four white walls rose up, then the floor, the room, the doors and windows, and the wall hangings, as in the science fiction movie, in a short time. A new space was built in ten seconds.

Ye Shaoyang found himself standing on a long walkway, with rooms on both sides, open and concerned, doctors and nurses wearing white coats, patients with bandages and irons on their bodies, coming and going on the aisles. .

Ye Shaoyang frowned, and he believed that the picture in front of him was never from his own imagination. In other words, this is not his own dream.

Inception? Ye Shaoyang scratched his head, such a famous movie, he still saw it in Internet cafes.

"Hey, little leaves, you are here too, is it dry?" The pony's voice rang behind him.

Ye Shaoyang turned his head and saw the pony with his eyes wide open and looked around. His heart suddenly stunned and dreamed again. The person who had disappeared for a long time was looking for a door!

"Small leaves, go, stroll, go find some water, and die of thirst."

"Drinking urine is good," Ye Shaoyang gave him a white look: "Why do I have to remind me every time, this is a dream!"

The pony was amazed, staring at him, suddenly understood and patted his head. "I’m right, I remember, I don’t know how to sleep with you, how... oh? Where is this? ?"

Ye Shaoyang slowly said a place name: "No. 4 dormitory."

The pony frowned, and then smiled: "Don't be kidding, this person coming and going, how could it be the No. 4 dormitory?"

"It should be said that this is the No. 4 dormitory building 70 years ago. At that time, it was still a military hospital."

The pony slowly grows his mouth. "Looking, let's go through?"

"Through what, this is a dream." At this time a nurse came face to face, the pony quickly retreated to one side, Ye Shaoyang did not move, let the nurse pass through his body, to the opposite side, said to the pony: "See no These people are phantoms, they can't see us."

"This..." The pony took a deep breath. "Who brought us here?"

"It's me." A man's voice came from behind.

Ye Shaoyang hurried back, a man in white fluttering, standing behind him, wearing a white gown, long hair and scars, eyebrows flying, five-pointed and angular, as if painted with a brush, this is the light, it is confirmed The identity of the person in the painting. However, in addition to the skin is a little whiter than the average person, he is still very handsome, handsome to make Ye Shaoyang feel a lot of pressure.

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