Chapter 52: Fox Brew

At this moment, I was extremely nervous, and I don’t know if it was because of the shadow of being paralyzed by a ghost when I was a child or what, but at this tense moment, I actually felt the urge to urinate...

Fortunately, I was soaking in the bathtub, otherwise, I would have urinated now!

"Damn it!"

I cursed in my heart, but then, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

If it was really a ghost, then the hands touching me should belong to the ghost.

But if it was a ghost, how could I feel the temperature of this hand, and how could I feel the breath of the owner of these hands when he breathed?

"Isn't it a ghost? What is that thing? Could it be..."

My heart suddenly shook, because I thought of a possibility.

"Could it be, Widow Wang? But what is she going to do? Is she going to harm me?"

The greatest fear of a person comes from the unknown. At this moment, I can sense everything in the outside world, and I can feel the hands touching me, but I can't open my eyes to look around. I'm not sure whose hands they are, and what they are going to do. I can only guess wildly in my heart.

This feeling is like you clearly see a person holding a knife and about to chop you, but you can't move at all, and can only watch the knife fall and chop off your head.

Although the environment is different and the experiences are different, the fear in my heart is the same.

I gritted my teeth and tried my best to break free from this feeling of being restrained, but it was as if a mountain was pressing down on me. No matter how I struggled, I couldn't move an inch, not even opening my eyelids.

I even wanted to imitate my childhood and bite the tip of my tongue hard, so that the pain could stimulate my potential and regain control of my body.

But it was useless. Not to mention biting the tip of my tongue, I couldn't even move my tongue.

"What the hell is going on? Even if it's sleep paralysis, it can't make me unable to move my tongue, right?" Although

my body couldn't move, my mental activities were unusually active. At this moment, I felt the gentle touch of those hands while thinking wildly in my heart.

These hands were extremely gentle. Under normal circumstances, this gentle touch would have made me, a virgin, fall in love instantly. But at this moment, these gentle hands not only failed to bring me any pleasure, but also made me feel as if I had fallen into an ice cave, with a chill in my heart.

These hands first gently stroked my shoulders, and then slowly clasped together and touched my neck.

My God, when these hands touched my neck, I immediately had goose bumps on my neck, and my heart was lifted up to my throat.

"She...isn't going to strangle me to death, is she? But if these hands belong to Widow Wang, then she has no reason to strangle me to death. If she did, then I would never have the chance to see that photo. I might have been killed by her right after the photo was taken..."

I kept comforting myself in my heart, trying not to think of the worst. But no matter how I thought about it, the fear in my heart did not diminish at all, but became more and more intense.

But fortunately, she just touched my neck lightly and then moved her hands away.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that she was finally leaving, but the next moment, I was startled again, because these hands did not leave, but were placed on my shoulders again.

This time, she stroked my shoulders many times, as if...the owner of these hands was very curious about my shoulders.

But what is there about my shoulders that is worthy of her curiosity?

But then I was shocked!

There is a crescent mark on my right shoulder and a plum blossom mark on my left shoulder. The two marks are located at the top of the upper arm, which is the place where the seedlings are planted.

And at this moment, these two hands happened to touch the location of the two marks.

Moreover, this time she no longer stroked gently, but rubbed and kneaded very hard, as if to wipe the two marks from my body.

However, these two marks are not visible at ordinary times, and will only be activated when I am in danger and my life is in danger.

"Could it be that she can see those two marks? But...why would she erase them from my body?"

Her movements became larger and larger, and her strength gradually increased. In the end, I could even feel her anger, as if she was struggling with the marks on my shoulders.

After rubbing for more than ten minutes, just as my shoulders were aching, I heard a sigh, and then the hands finally left.

"So annoying!"

I vaguely heard her say this, but I shuddered at the sound of the voice, because it was not Widow Wang's voice at all.

Widow Wang's voice was very gentle, with a very soft and tender feeling.

But this voice was obviously crisper and sounded younger.

"Who is she?" I was frightened to death. If the owner of these hands was really Widow Wang, I might be able to accept it more easily, but this person was obviously not her, but someone else.

But who could it be?

In our village, the girls of the same age as me and Hu Zi can be counted on two hands, but most of them are not in the village. Basically, they have gone to the city to work. Even if there are some who stay at home, they don’t match the sound just now!

Just as I was trying hard to recall that sound, footsteps suddenly sounded behind me. The footsteps gradually faded away, and finally I heard a "click", as if someone opened the door and left.

Only then did the heart that was stuck in my throat fall back into my stomach.

No matter who this woman is, at least she didn't hurt me.

After a few minutes, I shuddered and suddenly opened my eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes, I turned my head in the bathtub and looked behind me.

It should be the middle of the night. The whole living room was dark and I could only see a rough outline with a ray of moonlight.

The living room was empty without any figure. Obviously, the person had left.

"Huh!..."

I let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and thought to myself, "Could it be that the yellow-skinned people came to harm me? But that's not right. I have a feud with those yellow-skinned people. If she is really a yellow-skinned person, why would she not kill me with such a good opportunity, but leave in a rage?"

I sat in the bathtub, puzzled. After a long while, I shook my head and stood up from the bathtub.

"This water... why is it still warm?"

Although I don't know how much time has passed, I just fell asleep. Even if the sleep time is short, the woman touched me for at least half an hour. The water should be cold. After all, the water temperature was not high when I entered the bathtub.

However, the water still maintained the temperature when I first entered the bathtub, as if its temperature would never change and would always be constant.

"Is there a heating device?"

I looked around and did not find any plug-in or heating device, and I could not help but look puzzled.

Then, I looked at my shoulders and found that both shoulders were red, especially the right shoulder, which was swollen from being kneaded.

"This woman is really cruel!"

I took a breath, but the next moment, I frowned and groaned.

I saw that the crescent mark on my right shoulder flashed, and then quickly extinguished. Then, a cold breath suddenly rose from my body and began to swirl.

"Why is the Yin poison acting up again?" I gritted my teeth, swayed, and fell into the bathtub.

This time, the Yin poison was even more ferocious than before. The cold breath was like a wild beast, rushing through my body. Wherever it passed, my meridians and internal organs seemed to be frozen. Even the air I exhaled was cold.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered the story my master told me.

Although the version of the story is different every time, the same thing is that I was born in a Yin coffin and signed a master-servant contract with a corpse and a ghost.

"Could it be... that I had skin-to-skin contact with another woman, so they are punishing me?"

I fell into the bathtub, shivering with my teeth clenched, but what surprised me was that even though my body was as cold as ice, the water in the bathtub was still warm.

But at this moment, I was no longer in the mood to think about these things, because at this moment, I was in so much pain that I almost wanted to die. The cold breath almost made my blood coagulate, and the breath was like millions of ants, and wherever it passed, it was itchy and unbearable pain, as if millions of ants were constantly gnawing at my body.

"Ah!"

I suddenly opened my mouth and let out a scream of pain. Then, I stood up suddenly and fell out of the bathtub.

Maybe I struggled too hard, and then I heard a creaking sound, and the door was opened. I gritted my teeth and raised my head to take a look. I saw Widow Wang, who was wearing pajamas and had dishevelled hair, rushing out of the bedroom. When she turned on the light and saw me curled up on the ground, soaking wet, she immediately screamed.

"Qian Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Widow Wang rushed to me quickly. She stretched out her hand to help me up, but her fingers shrank back as soon as they touched my body.

"What's wrong? Why is your body so cold?" Widow Wang was shocked. I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a word with all my strength.

"Wine, strong liquor..."

Widow Wang was stunned at first, and then she responded: "Oh, wait a minute."

After that, she rushed into the bedroom barefoot, and then I heard the sound of rummaging in the bedroom.

The biting cold had frozen me stiff. The water droplets splashing on the ground were also condensed into frost by the cold air emanating from my body. If it was an ordinary person, with a body temperature so low, let alone being conscious, I'm afraid I wouldn't even need to cremate it. I could just smash the body with a hammer.

But I have a special physique, and I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, which has made me passionate, so I can barely hold on.

At this time, I saw Widow Wang rushing out, holding a bottle of wine and a wine glass in her hands.

"Qian Yu, this is the last bottle of Fox Brew, this wine will definitely help you."

I couldn't help it, and when I saw the wine, I immediately reached out to grab it, but Widow Wang dodged my hand and said, "This bottle of wine is very precious, and it can't be wasted."

After that, she poured the wine into the glass, then put the bottle aside, removed the earring from her lip, and stabbed her finger hard. 7K妏敩

A drop of blood dripped down the wound, and with a "click" it dripped into the wine glass.

But it's strange, after normal blood drips into the wine, it will quickly blend with the wine, but this drop of blood didn't. Even after dripping into the wine glass, it still maintained the shape of a water drop when it dripped, and vaguely, I seemed to see a blood-red flame from the inside of the drop of blood...

This weird scene would have shocked me in the past, but at this moment, I couldn't care less. Even if that drop of blood was a deadly poison, I had to drink it because I couldn't hold on any longer.

I grabbed the wine glass, raised my head, and drank it down.

The fiery red blood swirled in the crystal clear wine, and in the end, both the wine and the drop of blood were drunk up in one gulp.