Xiao Chuji stood up suddenly. He calmed himself down a little and looked at the approaching figure. His breathing suddenly became heavier.
"Xiu Rong?" Xiao Chuji asked tentatively. His figure did not move, but continued to approach step by step.
"Playing tricks!" After the initial panic passed, Xiao Chuji calmed down a bit. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, with a cold light, staring closely at the figure's every move.
As if sensing his emotions, the thick clouds gradually dissipated a little.
The figure was still approaching step by step. Xiao Chuji swallowed his saliva and looked carefully in the moonlight shining through the clouds.
The figure's skin looked even paler under the moonlight. Xiao Chuji's eyes were fixed on her clothes fluttering in the wind, and his pupils suddenly constricted.
She! She was actually floating in the air!
Xiao Chuji took a deep breath and turned around to run without bothering to analyze the situation calmly. However, when he turned around, he saw another white figure.
Xiao Chuji:!!!
He looked around, and saw nothing but white shadows, surrounding him...
Xiao Chuji was breathing heavily, holding the poison powder tightly in his hand.
Compared with his poisoning skills, his martial arts skills were only barely acceptable, only slightly higher than those of ordinary Dali Temple guards. Xiao Chuji grabbed the poison powder and felt a little overwhelmed.
Are ghosts afraid of poison?
Just as those figures were about to touch him, a female voice rang out: "Your Highness?"
Xiao Chuji's body trembled, and the figure beside him disappeared instantly.
"Xiu Rong?" Xiao Chuji murmured softly, and then, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he ran towards the place where the voice came from, not caring about the distinction between men and women, hugged her tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiu Rong!"
"Your Highness, why are you so flustered?"
Xiao Chuji, who was in a state of tension, didn't notice that her voice was wrong. He suppressed his chaotic emotions and tried to calm down and describe the situation to Ji Xiurong. However, as soon as he lowered his head, his pupils began to tremble violently.
The person in his arms was not Ji Xiurong at all, but a ghost face with green face and fangs, blood oozing from all seven orifices, and resentment seemed to be about to burst out, with a bloody mouth that seemed to want to swallow him directly into its stomach!
Xiao Chuji's eyes widened, then turned black and he fainted.
Ji Xiurong was too lazy to help him up, and let him fall heavily to the ground, with his head hitting the ground with a crisp sound.
Even if Xiao Chuji still had some consciousness just now, he has lost all consciousness now.
Ji Xiurong raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Zhiyu who jumped down from the wall.
"What do you do next? Just let him lie there?"
Jiang Zhiyu: "Of course not. He will wake up soon. When he wakes up, just repeat the previous steps."
[This is just one time. When he wakes up, he'll probably think it was a dream. I need to do this a few more times to make a deeper impression.]
Ji Xiurong licked her lips, and Jiang Zhiyu whispered a few words in her ear.
Ji Xiurong nodded repeatedly, Jiang Zhiyu sprinkled some medicine powder in the air, and Xiao Chuji moved his fingers.
A sharp pain came from the back of his head. Xiao Chuji groaned, propped himself up and sat up, struggling to open his eyelids.
The green-faced, fang-toothed ghost face he saw before fainting was magnified in his eyes. The distance between the two was very close, and Xiao Chuji could feel the pain at the tip of his nose.
Is this ghost eating his own face now?!
Extreme fear made Xiao Chuji lose the ability to think. His body trembled, his eyes rolled back, and his head touched the ground again, making a crisp sound.
Ji Xiurong: “…”
No, she hasn't started yet.
Does the powder for juvenile fish take effect so quickly?
She was still posing when her foot slipped. Just as she stood up, she saw Xiao Chuji sitting up.
Just as she was thinking about how to perform, she saw Xiao Chuji looking at her as if he had seen a ghost, and then fainted again.
Wait, what the hell?
Ji Xiurong seemed to have thought of something, raised her hand and touched her face, and the cold touch leaped onto her fingertips.
Forgot to take off the mask...
Never mind, it doesn’t matter!
Ji Xiurong took off his mask and threw it into the firewood pile, then squatted beside Xiao Chuji, ready to wake him up physically.
The sound of slapping was endless. Ji Xiurong condensed all the resentment of the past few days into these slaps without holding back at all.
Xiao Chuji's handsome face was suddenly covered with fingerprints.
However, the effect is also very significant.
Xiao Chuji frowned and groaned.
Ji Xiurong's expression suddenly changed. She looked at him with concern and called out, "Your Highness... Your Highness..."
The voice was mournful, echoing in the empty valley.
Xiao Chuji shuddered subconsciously.
"Your Highness, what happened? When I came out, I saw Your Highness collapsed here. I was scared to death."
Seeing him wake up, Ji Xiurong breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a hint of resentment in her eyes as she looked at him.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Chuji breathed a sigh of relief strangely.
He did not respond, but looked around vigilantly. Seeing that the scene was the same as before, there was no white shadow, nor any ghost face with green face and fangs, Xiao Chuji felt relieved for having survived the disaster.
He flapped his legs twice, and Ji Xiurong reluctantly reached out to help him. Xiao Chuji stood up with the help of her, but he felt his legs go weak and his whole body was in pain.
Ji Xiurong was afraid that Xiao Chuji would notice the scars on his face, so he changed the subject and said, "I have already fulfilled your Highness's request. This is considered as my gratitude to your Highness, and we are even now."
Xiao Chuji looked at the old clothes on Ji Xiurong. If it were a few minutes ago, he could still reminisce and think about the old times, but after what happened just now, Xiao Chuji had lost all mood.
He nodded perfunctorily, took a few steps, and suddenly stopped and looked at Ji Xiurong: "Where are my guards?"
Ji Xiurong's expression remained unchanged: "How should I know? They were moving things in that yard, and I went into the house to change clothes. How could I know where they went?"
Ji Xiurong's tone was full of impatience.
Xiao Chuji brushed her hand away: "Please take me there..." After saying this, Xiao Chuji fell silent again. His expression changed for a moment, and he changed his words and said: "It's getting late. I won't disturb you anymore. I'll go back home first."
Ji Xiurong was of course very happy about this. She couldn't hide the joy in her eyes and she almost beat drums and gongs to send him off.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Chuji's suspicion subsided, and he didn't care about the life and death of the two guards beside him, and hurried out of the mansion.
"Your Highness..."
A resentful voice suddenly sounded, as if someone was breathing softly in his ear. Xiao Chuji's mind was filled with alarm bells. He wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to have taken root and he couldn't take a single step.
He didn't turn around, and the figure turned in front of him: "Your Highness, why don't you look at me?"
Xiao Chuji closed his eyes tightly, and Ji Xiurong continued leisurely: "Your Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time..."
This sentence!
The words that haunted his memory now clung to Xiao Chuji like a leech.
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