NOVEL NEXT Chapter 91.1
His heart shocked, and a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on Qian Lai’s forehead. His heartbeat pounded, almost jumping out of his throat!
Before he could turn back in time, the young man ran away, but before he could take a few steps, bang!
The shoulders were buckled, and the body was pressed against the strange grey wall.
As far as the eye could see, the man’s white clothes with dark silver patterns were open, and the fair skin slowly absorbed all his blood. After a moment, the corpse’s long eyelashes fluttered, and a head of thick black hair turned white from head to tail, but the thin lips slowly raised, regaining some vitality.
The blood disappeared, and the hair turned white…
As a master of spiritual matters, Qian Lai knew best what this meant— the corpse absorbed his blood and was resurrected…
What a sin!!!
He didn’t know why the corpse-suppressing talisman was useless. Qian Lai lowered his head and picked up another yellow talisman. His fingertips trembled as he drew something in a panic.
However, the next moment, his wrist was caught!
The corpse stopped his movement, grabbed his hand, pressed it gently on his Adam’s apple, and then slowly slid it down his collarbone.
After a while, a beautiful red line was left on the body. The corpse curled his lips and said in surprise, “Little Taoist priest, you don’t have that much blood, don’t waste it on the talisman paper.”
But on the opposite side, Qian Lai seemed not to have heard anything. He held the talisman just now and continued to mutter something.
This troubled the corpse a little: “Little Taoist priest, why don’t you look at me?”
He put Qian Lai’s hand to his lips: “Don’t you remember me?”
Bite lightly: “I… don’t I look good?”
The skin felt smooth and silky, but living silk was obviously not as good as dead silk!
Qian Lai’s heart kept trembling: “Thunder’s command, as urgent as a spark…”
The corpse looked at him faintly, and after a while, he saw the talisman being thrown into the air and burning.
Immediately afterward, the copper coin hanging on Qian Lai’s body dinged: “Blood is used as a sacrifice, and copper coins open the way.”
“Tenth Palace Yama, please lend me the Yin soldiers!”
As soon as the words fell, boom!
The talisman thrown into the air turned into ashes, and the corpse stretched out its hand and held it in the palm of its hand as if nothing had happened.
“…”
For a long time, there was no response from the ghosts around, but suddenly his fingertips were swept by the other party’s cold tongue, causing Qian Lai to tremble all over.
He looked left, looked right, and the Yin soldiers still hadn’t come!!!
Ahhhhh!!!
The corpse slowly approached, and cold fingers touched the base of the ears, like a bewitchment or a threat: “Little Taoist priest, you can’t control me.”
He seemed a little distressed: “We haven’t seen each other for such a long time, why didn’t you say you missed me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man seemed to be at his wits’ end, and the corners of his eyes turned red.
The corpse continued to approach, and a cold hand touched the end of his eyes: “Don’t cry.”
But… when he wiped it with his knuckles, he still felt the cold tears.
The corpse frowned, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, as if to coax him, “Don’t you remember? You used to like to look at my waist the most…hiss!”
As he was talking, suddenly, the corpse’s movement paused, and Qian Lai felt the hand holding his shoulder loosen. Qian Lai immediately became energetic. He thought the Yin soldiers were not going to arrive, but who knew… “Dad! Dad, run quickly!”
The more than a hundred little girls who had been rescued by his Yin-recruiting formation had followed him in at some unknown time, and they actually grabbed the corpse’s legs together, reminding him to run away quickly.
“Oh my god!” When he could move, Qian Lai quickly turned around and walked very fast.
After finding the door to the second floor, he immediately reminded the little girls to run behind him. Suddenly, the dark corridor became a mess.
But the corpse was standing quietly, no longer moving—he didn’t know that the little Taoist priest had so many children behind his back?
At the gate, Qian Lai was holding his breath.
He stared at the corpse intently until the last girl ran behind him and the door closed with a bang. Then he took a few deep breaths and leaned against the door, almost paralyzed.
When his thoughts came back, he couldn’t help but think: Was that white hair angry just now?
Who cares! Anyway, he was obviously frightened, so why should he worry about others?!
As he was thinking about it, [Ding Dong——]
[On the second underground floor of the temple, the exploration begins.]
Shocked by the sound of the system again, Qian Lai turned around and found that this was… a school?
The surroundings were dark, as if no one had taken care of them for a long time. There was already a dense layer of spider webs, and smoke and dust were everywhere. Every movement was covered in dirt.
Fortunately, the girls were diligent and had already found a few old candles to light, wiped a stool, and placed him on the seat.
“Huh…” Qian Lai couldn’t help but sigh: It would be great to have a daughter.