Chapter 142: : Just a man cares

Cold sweat came out of Li Xiaobing's forehead and back, and his heart was beating out of his throat.
He didn’t know how long it took before he slowly recovered. He only felt a little itchy and sticky in his throat, as if his stomach hurts. These feelings reminded Li Xiaobing that it’s best to go back to the dormitory as soon as possible. Inside.
As for the dark shadow that suddenly appeared from the cracked wall, he couldn't care about it anymore. He didn't even take the flashlight, his eyes were fixed on that side and slowly backed away.
Sombra did not chase him, allowing him to quit the back kitchen and closed the door.
At the fastest speed, Li Xiaobing ran back to the dormitory, probably because he was too frightened, his throat was a bit salty, as if he was about to vomit blood, his stomach hurts worse, but he could bear it.
He dared not tell anyone about it. As a child, he heard from his grandmother who had just passed away the year before and told a lot of similar weird legends. Knowing this kind of thing is best to rot in his stomach and go to a crowded place to sleep well. Once I sleep, I will be fine after dawn.
If you are lucky.
Li Xiaobing’s luck was good. The five colleagues in the same room still slept like a pig. No one knew that he had gone out. The room was filled with the smell of salted fish peculiar to stinky socks. He liked it very much. Grandma once said that It is the most feared popularity of ghosts and can ward off evil spirits.
Li Xiaobing soon fell asleep and dreamed of grandma.
The grandma in the dream is still so kind, stroking his hair with her hand, and said Xiaobing will go with me. Grandma will take you to a good place that you have never been to. There is no one there because you are from a backward mountainous area. I look down on you.
When his heart beat quickly, Li Xiaobing left, very quiet, with his mouth half open, and a black object thinner than chopsticks got out of his mouth, crawling very fast, and crawled along the head of the bed onto the screen window. , Squeezed a very small screen window and disappeared out of the window.
A dark shadow that looks a bit erratic, appeared from the shadow of the trees on the roadside, and the moon sprinkled on the dark shadow, and immediately turned into a transparent silver gray, like a chameleon, when it came to the gate of the Palace Museum, it flashed and disappeared. Up.
Since last year, a silly and bold security guard saw a ghost figure coming out of the Forbidden City and coming back from the Seven Star Club out of curiosity, and died in his sleep after the incident, no one dared to come to the door anymore. Wandering around.
The long, clearly illuminated lanes, but because of the presence of lights, look even more gloomy, as if you can hear men and women crying and talking faintly as long as you put your ears on the lane wall.
Including the museum’s night patrol personnel, no one dared to walk into this long corridor during this time period. The black shadow was restored again, but it was relaxed and quickly disappeared into the depths.
At the end of the museum, there is a rockery and an ancient well under the rockery. According to legend, this is the well where Emperor Chongzhen pushed his daughter down.
The black shadow came to the ancient well, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the shadow of the rockery, as if melted into the darkness.
For ten minutes, the shadow did not move again. Of course, the ancient well would not move, but something came out of the well when the moon was covered by a dark cloud.
If someone takes a flashlight to take a picture here at this time, they will see that this is a human head covered with black gauze, as if there is no body, but a head, hanging above the well, and saying: "You, how? just came?"
In the darkness, a jerky and blunt voice came from the shadow: "When I came, I encountered a little trouble."
"solved?"
"Hua Nu is back."
"Will there be any flaws?"
"Never."
The shadow seemed to sigh faintly: "Oh, that kid, you shouldn't die. He is very clever and clever, and he came from a poor family. I have been observing him secretly for a long time. He is a good seed, but it's a pity----"
The head interrupted Sombra's words: "A whole year has passed. No news yet?"
"No."
Soi Ying said: "There has been no news. I can guarantee that those people who went to consume have never mentioned or heard of any legends of rejuvenation. But in Qingshan City, a dark ghost appeared--- -"
Soi Ying's words were interrupted again: "The Black Ghost is just a silly fighter, not worthy of your attention, just like the Helan Fusu."
The black figure in the shadow of the rockery seemed to tremble and did not speak.
After waiting for a while, there was a slight old voice on the head, and he sneered: "In the past few years, your little days have been very moist, especially when you like Empress Helan Fusu. My lord, now I wonder if you really want to Marry him."
When the black shadow spoke again, his voice had a clear trembling: "Lord and Lord don't agree, can I find a suitable person? That way, it will be more convenient to find the evil star from the bottom hell."
The head chuckled and asked, "You love him very much, don't you?"
The shadow did not speak, which was tantamount to acquiescence.
The head asked again: "How much love?"
The shadow still did not speak.
The third question of the head: "Okay, can I die for him?"
This time, Sombra did not hesitate at all, and hummed softly.
"Oh, but you are eight years older than him. You are thirty-six this year."
The head sighed slightly, and his voice finally eased when he spoke again: "You are not afraid, after more than ten years have passed, he will despise you, abandon you, and make you perform some irrational behaviors because of disappointment. To reveal your true identity?"
"will not."
The shadow said: "As long as he can accept me, even if he is disgusted and abandoned in the future, I will not complain at all. You are right, I am thirty-six years old this year. Come to a woman who is normal in all aspects. Said that I have never been touched by any man at the age of thirty-six-living is better than death."
"Okay, I will report your words to the king intact. You can go, but it is best to be more careful. The elder said that the evil star of the black evil is already in China. If you can't find out in time, and get rid of it He, that is our doomsday. Now, everyone who can be sent has come out. Hope, you don’t indulge in love and forget your mission."
"Yes, I understand."
When the black shadow bowed slightly to salute, and raised his head again, the head of the person wrapped in black gauze above the ancient well was gone.
The dark clouds dissipated, and the moon revealed her face again, radiant and cold, with the coolness from Henggu.
The world did not seem to want to, always being covered by this cold light, constantly urging Father Sun to float up a little bit from the east, the bright sunshine dispelled the cold.
A new day has come again.
This time Li Nanfang woke up earlier, less than 7:30.
Jiang Moran had already made breakfast and was cleaning with the vacuum cleaner. When he saw him waking up, he turned it off and walked in with a smile on his face. There was a trace of sorry in his gentle tone: "The buzzing of the vacuum cleaner, wake up. is you?"
The hum of the vacuum cleaner rang again. Jiang Moran looked back and found that Lu Mingliang was working with injuries with a satisfied smile.
"It's okay."
Li Nanfang sat up, leaning on the head of the bed and looking at her: "I'm sorry last night."
It should be said that in the early hours of this morning, after Li Nanfang was stimulated by Yue Zitong, he sprayed a wave of evil fire on Jiang Moran, tossing her to death, and also took a video of hiding her head and tail.
This is unfair to her, especially to pass the video of her tossing to other women.
"If I said, I like it, would you still need an apology?"
"Will you like it?"
"You don't love me, you only love the feeling of torturing me, right?"
"Yes."
Li Nanfang was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "This is why I feel guilty for you----"
Jiang Moran interrupted his words: "I am useful to you, so I am satisfied. I am afraid, I am afraid that I am not even qualified to be tortured by you, so I don't know what it means to be alive. At least, this way I can truly feel that I am still alive and there is a man who cares about me."
"I was willing and didn't lie to you. Alright, you can sleep again. I'm going to work, goodbye."
Jiang Moran smiled softly, raised his hand and twisted his ears, then turned around and left the house, changed his clothes and went to work.
The action of twisting his ears before she left made Li Nanfang sure that she was not lying. She was willing to sacrifice all the dignity of her woman in exchange for the care of men.
Li Nanfang felt that this was her sorrow, but Jiang Moran felt that this kind of life is much better than being given out as a gift by her husband.
Li Nanfang picked up the phone again after lighting a cigarette.
Looking at the chat log last night, Li Nanfang wanted to run in front of Yue Zitong, raised his hand to pluck her hair, and slapped her fiercely.
The reason is simple. If Yue Zitong had not had such disgusting private chats on WeChat with other men, she would never have just added her to Li Nanfang. You can see these by giving a red envelope.
Otherwise, according to Yue Zitong's temper, it would be nice for her to let a strange man add her as a WeChat friend. How could she easily give him a photo?
Li Nanfang decided to stay in Qingshan City. He would not leave until he found out how many WeChat friends Yue Zitong had and which men they were and killed them all.
For the sake of his mother, he would never let those men alive. One kills one, two kills a pair, and there are a hundred, then the blood will flow into a river!
Dingdang, the sound of messages from WeChat interrupted Li Nanfang’s gritted teeth. It was a small video from Min Rou. She was blocked on the way to work again. She stared at the camera and stretched her tongue out, as if the traffic jam was his fault. .
Li Nanfang's mood improved all at once, and he sent a voice: "Secretary, do you still rely on me in the traffic jam?"
"Not to you, who can I rely on you? Or, I will go to Lai Wang Defa, if you want."
Min Rou's reply was very suspicious of unreasonable troubles, and her tone was tender.
Li Nanfang could only say, "Then rely on me."
Min Rou said domineeringly: "I originally relied on you, get out of the company!"
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