Chapter 122

The random burial hill is on a deserted hill and can be reached in about ten minutes by following a winding path. Different from the dense woods outside, it is a vast open space. Countless tombs stand on the open space, and more than half of them have no tombstones. The cold wind rustled and the strong Yin Qi hit. It was warm and pleasant. You could even hear laughter and children's crying“ Pleasant, here, it's a little scary. " Jiang Yurun's teeth began to tremble“ Scared? "“ Yes, a little. "“ Then you go back alone? " As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yurun had held her arm tightly, "don't do it, you'll be scared to death!" Such a gloomy path, so many graves, pleasant, even indifferent, and even a feeling of wandering in their own yard. Jiang Yurun once again admired Qiwen's pleasant courage. Sure enough, beautiful women are non-human. Meicheng is warm and pleasant. Such non-human can't describe her. The more you go inside, the more graves there are. Wen Yiren can feel the silver bell on her neck starting to burn. Suddenly, a headless female ghost in front rushed towards her and stood less than half a foot away from her in the blink of an eye. The bloody neck came into view, and the terrible head was being held by the female ghost. Wen Yiren didn't blink. He took Jiang Yurun around the female ghost and went on“ Pleasant. How did you feel the sudden gust of wind just now? "“ Well, it's the wind. " Xu was very surprised by Wen Yiren's performance. The female ghost rushed over again, but this time she put her head on her neck, the back of her head in front and her face in the back“ It's so cold. "“ You wear too little. " Jiang Yurun touched Wenyi's thin coat and looked at her short coat. It seems that she wears more than pleasant! The female ghost tried many times, but found that Wen Yiren completely regarded her as air. Can't the woman see herself? After thinking about it, she tried again to frighten Jiang Yurun. Jiang Yurun even sneezed when she was close, spitting on her. Seeing this, Wen Yiren picked up her eyebrows, and the bell on her neck was not a decoration. As long as she doesn't want Jiang Jiang to see the ghost, no matter how hard the ghost is, Jiang Jiang can't see it“ Why do I think someone is looking at me? "“ Well, I'm looking at you. "“ What do you think I do? " Wen Yiren glanced at her, "look, why am I so beautiful and my friend so ugly." Jiang Yurun pulled out the corners of his mouth and raised the green tendons on his forehead. How angry! I want to beat her! Almost as soon as the voice fell, a lusty ghost floated out of the grave with an extremely obscene smile and appeared in front of Wen Yiren in the blink of an eye. The goat had a stubby beard, a blue and white face, and a pair of green glasses were smaller than mung beans. At the moment, he stood face to face with her and laughed 'Jie Jie'“ How beautiful! Come and be my ghost bride! " Wen Yiren continues to ignore and leads Jiang Yurun forward. The lust ghost didn't give up, so he always followed Wen Yiren, "you're beautiful. Come and be a ghost bride for me!"“ If you don't answer, I'll take it as your promise. I'll propose to marry you at your house now? "“ When I go back, I'll leave all those yellow faced women at home. I want you to be my ghost bride, and I'll make you happy. " The goat is so noisy! Wen Yiren frowned slightly, reached out and pinched the silver bell around her neck, ready to shake it a few times. Suddenly, she found the small grave under the big tree in front of her. In front of the grave stood a shabby wooden board with the words "sister Lin Jingyu's tomb" written on it. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.