Chapter 63: Meng Fan in danger
Perhaps it is the reason that it rained yesterday, or perhaps it is too tired ……
Zhang Chunkeng just cart not far away, suddenly slipped, even people with the car fell into the roadside deep ditch, forehead broke a hole, blood flow, unconscious …… brand new suit is full of mud and water, dirty.
When he came to his senses, he was already lying in Meng Qingshan s house, his head was wrapped in a bandage, his cheeks were a little red and swollen, and when the light entered his eyes, he felt a burst of dizziness …… He glanced at the suit, which was wrinkled and was already full of eyes, and his heart ached.
Meng Fan saw him wake up, came over to appease, the tone of voice with guilt, informed him that there is nothing important, the fall is not serious, has been bandaged, do not worry too much, also told him that those mahogany strips have been moved to the home, the size of the size of the very well done …… Instead of the car of the mountain goods are spilled, only to pick up some of the back.
Zhang Chunggong nodded with a bitter smile and said that it can only be so.
At this time, Qiliner is hiding in the house, holding a paper man soldier in her arms, the two curved eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and the delicate and soft lips are nuzzled up, "There is also a strange flavor on that person ……"
After two days, Zhang Chunkeng's injuries are almost well, only the color is not as good as before, and after thanking Meng Qingshan, he finally went home. As for the medical fee …… Meng Qingshan did not charge, after all, it is for Meng Fan to help, and it is too unethical to collect it, instead, it is a gift of a lot of tonic medicine.
Liu Erxie and Zhang Chunkeng's encounter, like a fuse, just four or five days of work, the weird thing spread to the whole village ……
Many strong villagers suffered the same thing, bedridden, a mourning.
Even the aged Sun village chief suffered …… in the home with his face covered, saying that he had no face to see people.
The whole village shrouded in a layer of absurd shadow, a time seems a little dead …… Occasionally, there will also be a quarrel from a villager's home, saying something like, "How do you even die ghost little widows have to be disgusted for a while, can't get out of bed is really deserved … …"
The matter is significant, if we let it develop, I'm afraid that the men in the village will die out ……
In view of their own men's condition, a group of old and weak women spontaneously gathered in front of the village head's house and let the village head go to invite Meng Fan or find Zhang Brazi, must solve this matter!
Sun village chief had no choice but to climb out of bed, cheeky to ask Meng Fan, a snot and a tear, almost touching the neck hanging, and let Meng Fan as soon as possible to think of a way, but also said that if there is no ghost behind this matter, he is willing to dig a pit to bury himself!
Originally ready to go to the pig's hoof mountain fissure to explore some of Meng Fan, because of this matter had to postpone the plan, a night will release ten paper people, in the village non-stop patrol, non-stop looking for the "flower picking ghost" …… and this ten paper people! In addition, there are five of Qilin'er's paper soldiers.
Qi Liner for Meng Fan borrowed his paper soldier thing, is no opinion, and even some support, that kind of odor for her, the Commission is a bit disgusting, can find the cause early, get rid of the best.
Meng Fan physically, the figure in the night through, appeared in the village in all corners, hoping to find the cause of the incident …… but day by day, still nothing …… during which he also mobilized the Qi Liner, but that girl but a mouth refused, she said a out of the door want to vomit, or stay in the house of good.
The weird things still continue to happen, the last is the development of the outrageous degree, the village of the old people also suffer piece by piece, things gradually can not be cleaned up …… However, there are two sides to everything, some old people are still quite satisfied, said it is worth it to die …… Even at night, the door is still open, expecting to see the old people. Still open the door, looking forward to that dead ghost little widow once again.
If they know that it is not a dream, it is not a dead ghost little widow, it is just a dirty, disgusting monster, wearing a dead man s skin, absorbing their few yang qi …… I don t know how they will feel!
Meng Fan discouraged, but also tried to take the risk, in the late night with the doors and windows open, the results are very disappointing, even a mosquito has not flown in.
It seems …… that the ghosts and monsters behind him are hiding from him.
This day, just into the night, is really some collapse Meng Fan, came to the house of the Zhang granny, after some discussion, finally have a little gain.
"It's not afraid of you." Granny Zhang's tone was very certain, her voice reverberated resoundingly in the room, "It's afraid of that Qilin'er."
"With Qilin'er gone, it naturally went to find you." She pointed a finger at Meng Fan, a hint of urgency in her expression, "A white and tender scion like you is a feast for that ghost creature that likes to eat yang qi, I'm sure that it has long since set its eyes on you …… By that time you brat don't get hooked… …For us who cultivate, the body of child yang is still very important, if the old body did not break the body back then …… cough ……"
"……"
For the jokes of Granny Zhang that weren't funny, Meng Fan had already seen the strange …… What Granny Zhang said just now was still very reasonable, because Qi Lin'er was hanging around in front of him every day, and he had actually ignored her …… If he were that ghost, and he saw the ridiculously high cultivation of Qi Liner, fear is also will hide away, which also dare to bump into the mouth of the gun it …… is not only him, even his father is also safe and sound it.
A little "do not know the true face of Mount Lushan, only in this mountain" meaning.
Since figure out some of the situation, said to do, also do not have to trouble Qiliner, Meng Fan that night will sleep in the house of Liu Xiaoxi, himself as a bait …… Liu Xiaoxi would like to stay in the house accompanied by Meng Fan, said to give him courage …… but was persuaded by Meng Fan to go! He was afraid that if something really went wrong, he would not be able to take care of …… Xiaoxi s little mind, and he could vaguely guess it.
After all, tonight, he is on the bed, the hallowed, waiting for another "woman" well!
The night of late autumn is quiet and serene, tonight there is no moon, the night is as thick as the ink inkstone, deep to melt not open …….
Meng Fan paced in Liu Xiaoxi's house, the decorations of her room is very curious look, after all, is a girl's boudoir Well, messy look a pass, and took a piece of paper on the desk to look at, which has a small stream of beautiful handwriting, look at the end of those words he is a bad smile …… and then stood on the edge of the bed, gently lie down: "Tonight will sleep here it, that ghost thing if not come, is also very good ……"
On the soft cotton bedding, the unique fragrance of Xiao Xi's body was emitted, rich and fresh ……
Smelling this fragrance, as if he was holding the creek in his arms, he was a little distracted for a moment, thinking that if he really left the creek behind, it would also be quite good.
In the early hours of the morning, a strange foreign fragrance suddenly drifted into the house, letting Meng Fan instantly alert, his mind in a slight trance …… could not imagine that with his cultivation at the second level of Spirit Condensation, smelling this kind of foreign fragrance, he was still slightly affected.
This is no wonder, that ghost sucked so much yang qi, cultivation is incomparable since, affect Meng Fan, roughly still can do.
"Squeak ……"
The door was gently pushed open, and that foreign fragrance was even more dense in a flash.
A woman with a shapely and delicate figure suddenly appeared in the room, heading towards the bed where Meng Fan was, getting closer and closer ……
Meng Fan lay on his back, collecting his breath and holding his voice, trying not to breathe, his hand holding the mahogany sword under the covers, waiting for an opportunity to move ……
The woman stopped at the edge of the bed, looking at Meng Fan's rich god like jade, the corner of her lips curved up a smile of satisfaction, her mouth issued a "tsk" sound, as if sucking on the saliva, and even some can't wait ……
She gently lifted the corner of the quilt, was about to sit down to enjoy some time …… a mahogany sword shining with the light of ancient simplicity, violently from under the quilt stabbed out ……
The night outside is getting darker and darker, and the silence is terrible, and a line of light is revealed in Zhang Granny s room, and it is obvious that the people inside are still awake.
"Grandma …… Meng Fan he's okay alone, right?"
Liu Xiaoxi, who was full of worry, kept walking around the room, asking with concern, her heart in turmoil, afraid that Meng Fan would not be able to solve the problem alone.
"It's fine." Zhang granny sat cross-legged on the bed, a few golden talismans by her side, her white eyeballs a little scary in the dark night, "When you hear the wind blowing, granny will go and help him …… If he gets spoiled by that ghost, you're just saving your heart as well."
Liu Xiaoxi sniffed, the look is very unhappy, pouted a small mouth: "Grandma for the old is not respect, open a joke are not measured!"
"Fear nothing! It's not easy to find a three-legged toad, a two-legged man-"
When she was about to make a joke, Zhang suddenly changed her face, grabbed the talisman on her bed, and ran out the door, "Grandma has made a big mistake, and the silly boy is going to suffer!"
Zhang granny jumped on the ground on one leg, and in the blink of an eye there was no trace of her, in the darkness of the night, she was even more spooky than a ghost ……