"Everyone in your family is dead..." She widened her eyes and saw Ning Que looking at her with a half-smile, playing with a hammer as long as his arm and the size of an adult's hammer head. She swallowed the rest of her words, and 007 stood there motionless like a robot. The whole place was very quiet, as if everyone except her had been paused.
The female ghost called aunt was also stunned. She had never seen such a fierce woman. She remembered that when she was writing a lesson plan on the table at night, she suddenly heard someone calling her. She went out to look around, but there was no one there, so she ignored it. But after she finished writing and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up, she habitually looked in the mirror for a while and found that the person in the mirror looked very strange, so strange that she couldn't describe the feeling. Then when she turned around, a strand of black hair directly grabbed her neck and she was pulled into the mirror.
The struggle at that time seemed particularly powerless, just like the so-called eldest princess now. The aunt's thoughts were suddenly pulled back by the eldest princess's scream.
Ning Que didn't even understand the other people's gazes or thoughts. As long as they left her alone, it would be fine. The eldest princess repeatedly scolded her family, which, as luck would have it, had touched Ning Que's sore spot. You could scold her, no problem, she'd just pretend she didn't hear anything. But if you brought her family along and let her know, she'd chase you down three blocks away and beat you up.
When Ning Que was in elementary school, some boys would use their mother as the center, their relatives as the radius, and their father as the fulcrum, cursing her from all angles, always beginning everything with a curse word. Once, a boy cursed her mother, and she swung her thermos cup and hit him in the mouth. Although the outcome wasn't good, at least from then on, the boys in the class respected her a lot more.
"Ouch, your mouth stinks. You must have eaten too much stuff from the toilet!" Ning Que stood up and stomped on her face, squeezing the fat on her face to the ground.
The eldest princess's face was covered with bruises as she lay on the ground. Ning Que had turned her head 360 degrees around. Her mouth was dry, her hair was scattered on the ground, and her eyes were still staring at Ning Que viciously.
She bent down and picked up the princess, dragging her for a few steps like a sack. Then, as if suddenly reacting, she turned around and asked, "Aunt, are you familiar with this place?"
Just as my aunt was about to release the little female ghosts from the rockery, she heard what the bandit-like woman said and couldn't help but shudder, "Not bad, not bad."
Ning Que stood there holding the eldest princess in his arms, "Oh, let's release those from the rockery! It's more lively when there are more people. Let's all come and explore this place together."
Then a strange spectacle appeared. Two little female ghosts in ancient costumes were dragging a ball of "red tattered rag" in front, and another little female ghost was stepping on it secretly from time to time, while a woman was following behind with red threads extending from her sleeves and swaying in the air. In front of her left was a woman with a long scar on her face.
"The main house is in the front left. Just go through this Ruyi Gate." Ning Que looked at the surrounding scenery while listening to the explanation, but he couldn't help but feel that the combination of some things was very strange, and there was an indescribable sense of incongruity.
When Ning Que pushed open the wooden door, he was stunned. This product of the fusion of Chinese and Western cultures was too horrible!
White marble floor, pink gauze bow pinned on the wooden scented couch, and a copper frame with a mercury mirror inlaid on the white lacquered bedside table next to it. At a glance, there are so many things that combine Chinese and Western elements.
Ning Que swept the human-shaped rag and said, "Can I look at your things? Okay, sure! You're mine now, and your things are mine too." Ning Que asked and answered himself, then began browsing with great interest. "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this taste is truly hard to find in the ages."
Then the eldest princess suddenly went mad and cried out, "Ahh! Get away from my bed."
Ning Que, "???"
Several female ghosts quickly held her down. Ning Que looked at her, and while looking at her, his hands began to touch along the bed. The eldest princess tried her best to control her expression, hoping that Ning Que would not discover her secret.
To be honest, Ning Que couldn't see anything strange, but he habitually leaned sideways to look under the bed, and suddenly saw a pair of black and white eyes with red bloodshot in the darkness.
——There is someone under the bed.
Her ankle was instantly dragged under the bed by an unknown object. Ning Que stumbled due to the unexpected force and knelt on one knee. Her hips hit the ground and she felt a dull pain. The sharp nails of the ghost thing dug into her flesh. Honghong immediately took out a red rope and wrapped it around Ning Que's waist and started to fight for it.
The eldest princess saw that half of her body was under the bed and couldn't help laughing. The other ghosts looked at Ning Que with worried eyes. Suddenly, her laughter suddenly stopped as if it was suddenly suppressed by the door, because she saw Ning Que coming out again.
Ning Que kicked hard, and the hand seemed to feel pain and loosened its strength a little. She jumped and kicked several times before she managed to get her legs and waist out.
After the fight, his brain was still a little short of oxygen. He glanced at his tattered pants and saw that his legs were covered in bloody scratches.
Ning Que smiled and jokingly said, "Quite trendy, ripped jeans, keeping up with the times."
The bed was made of solid wood and was a bit heavy. She tentatively lifted the bed board and found that there seemed to be a force underneath that was holding it in place. The eldest princess recovered for a while and was at least able to speak. Her newly grown teeth were still white and shiny, as if they had been waxed. She just said, "You still want to lift up my bed?"
Then she was picked up by Ning Que and stuffed under the bed. The ghost thing seemed to be something that could be caught. Ning Que waited until the eldest princess was caught firmly before letting Honghong let her go.
The eldest princess's whole body twisted and she cursed, "You little bastard, who is usually raising you? Look carefully at who I am!"
Ning Que rolled up his sleeves, placed his hands on the bed, and hummed, "What a sunny day today..."
The aunt stepped forward and advised, "This thing is very fierce. The eldest princess often feeds some disobedient ghosts to it."
Ning Que didn't take it seriously and patted Honghong, "What a coincidence, my Honghong eats it too."
"Let's go, let it go out and get some sunshine!" Ning Que squatted slightly, used all his strength, and finally lifted the bed. After moving it a little distance, he placed it heavily on the open space next to it, raising a cloud of dust. Fortunately, the room was relatively large, otherwise it might not be able to fit in.
However, at this moment, a blue-white thing with a ball of red suddenly rushed out. It is possible that this thing cannot carry the princess after all, she still has some weight.
Honghong immediately tied the two things together quickly, fiercely, steadily and accurately. This was a corpse with only half of its body shriveled up, with huge eyeballs growing on a head covered with only a layer of skin, and the plump face of the princess next to it was face to face, forming a sharp contrast with it.
Ning Que clapped his hands. "If we could film this, we could win an award. What should we name it?" She circled around them. "Let's call it Tai Chi! There are boys and girls, fat and thin. The skinny ones have big eyes, the fat ones have small eyes. What a good name!"
A little maidservant next to her also clapped her hands desperately, one leads to two, two leads to four, okay, and instantly the whole room was filled with earth-shaking applause.
The eldest princess had a hard time speaking because one side of her face was pressed against the mummy, so she mumbled, "You scoundrel, you bitch..."
Ning Que started to search the room in a good mood. After a while, he found that there was nothing else except what Honghong had tied up. It was impossible to move the things in the room back for his own use or to the playground.
"Forget it, let's go!" Ning Que walked around one house after another like a bandit entering a village, and finally came to a bathhouse. He lit incense, lifted layers of scented curtains, and saw through the beaded curtains that there was a pool of hot springs inside, with some bathing supplies and a box of rose petals placed next to it.
What was strange was that there was an incense burner about five meters in front of the bath, with three incense sticks as thick as two fingers inserted in it. The strange smell made her feel very uncomfortable, but the eldest princess showed an intoxicated expression as if she had taken drugs.
The bathtub faces a wooden door.
Ning Que knocked them out first and threw them directly into the space. Although living things were not allowed in the space, they were all dead and could not be deader, so there should be no problem throwing them in.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered something very important. Where did the little butterfly go? No, should I say, where did she leave her?
Ning Que suddenly remembered this. Where's that person? Logically, he was the one carrying her in. Why didn't he notice anything?
At this moment, suddenly, starting from this incense burner, the whole world began to shatter into pieces.
Ning Que's head ached, and he felt very uncomfortable all over, especially his back. He reached out and touched the thing under his hand that was pricking him, and couldn't help but curse out loud, "F**k."
There was a pile of overlapping skeletons below. When Ning Que got up and saw the skull he was sitting on, he felt a little sorry. No wonder he felt so uncomfortable. With such a prickly bed, even if I was not the Princess and the Pea, any normal person would feel uncomfortable.
At this time, Ning Que looked up and saw several people standing outside the pit.
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