After running a few steps, I looked back at Li Jingyue who was blocking me in the darkness. I always felt sorry for him. No matter he could beat him, if he hadn't, I would have seen the King of Hell long ago, and it would have been wrong to throw him there like this.

After thinking about it, I ran back again. Li Jingyue saw me running back again, and his eyes were a little confused.

He opened his mouth as if he was about to say something. I took a look at Uncle San who had become a ghost. Oh my god, it's so scary, so it's better not to look at it.

"Let's run together." I pulled Li Jingyue, who was surprised, and ran into the house. Uncle Gui San sneered behind me, and he caught up with me!

Just as he ran to the door, Li Jingyue suddenly stopped and couldn't even pull it. I turned around and wanted to scold him for not running, but found that there seemed to be a charming smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I will tell you if you can beat him." As he said that, a chill flashed in Li Jingyue's eyes. Uncle Gui San didn't even look at him. With his long hand stretched out, Uncle San immediately seemed to be pinched by something, as if he was suffering from great pain. He screamed. Li Jingyue looked at me and pinched his hand gently. Uncle San finally screamed, and it was crushed with a "bang!"

I couldn't believe it and looked at Li Jingyue without blinking, and killed him with one hand!

"Hmm?" Li Jingyue looked at my lips and raised slightly, meaning he was powerful or not.

I was completely shocked and nodded blankly. Made, if I had known that he was so powerful, I ran away by myself just now, and I was worried that he would come back and pull him to run together. No wonder he had just looked at his mentally retarded.

He didn't let go and I held his hand.

"Silly woman." He really laughed at me, and then I was pulled into the house like this. After entering the house, the door creaked and closed it himself.

I slowly calmed down and found that I was still holding him. I quickly took my hand away awkwardly, but my eyes accidentally glanced at the hand where Li Jingyue had just strangled Uncle San to death.

Injured? I

I quickly took his hand and saw that there was a wound about one finger at the tiger's mouth.

"Wait, I'll get you some medicine." The ghost with such a long wound would also hurt. Although I don't know what medicine to wipe when the ghost was injured, I don't care about it. Let's try it.

There was medicine in my room. I pulled Li Jingyue to the bedside and sat down, found the medicine in the bedside table, and applied medicine to ghosts as humans.

I used cotton to pull some alcohol, but looked up and found that Li Jingyue seemed to be smiling.

"It hurts a little, please bear it," I knew the taste. I was so badly slandered by alcohol when I was a child.

I carefully wiped the alcohol on his wound, afraid that he would hurt, so I gently blew it with my mouth while rubbing it. This should be better.

I suddenly wanted to see Li Jingyue's expression at this time. It would be difficult for alcohol to rub against the wound.

I raised my eyes while blowing my breath. Li Jingyue didn't react anyway, but just looked at it motionless, and his eyes seemed not as cold as usual, but a little softer.

I was stunned for a moment, Li Jingyue slowly withdrew his hand,

"Follower." He said softly, and took his hand in front of me. A slight white rises, and the wound as long as the finger slowly healed without any trace.

I looked at him in surprise, and suddenly remembered the night he appeared on the first day. I fell off the bed, and he also pinched my hand and my hand.

It turns out that ghosts can be good for themselves.

I suddenly felt a little embarrassed. I just thought he couldn't beat him and wanted to take him away. Now I thought he would hurt when he was injured, and I even blew him like a fool.

I stood up embarrassedly, "I told you earlier," I was still a little unhappy.

I put the medicine and went out to turn off the lights in the living room. Li Jingyue had already lay down in his usual posture.

"Why did you call my name just now?" he asked with a smile.

Actually, I was thinking about this question just now. Why did he call him his name even though he wanted to shout for help?

"I don't know why. I just called you to help me, but I don't know why I called you my name."

To be honest, now that my legs are shaking, I saw the third uncle in his own eyes, how could he crawl out again?

I was relieved when I lay on the bed. Li Jingyue suddenly turned around and looked at me. I glanced at him, "Why are you looking at me?"

"You said you don't know why?" He picked the corners of his eyes, with some bad intentions.

"Ah," I was embarrassed to be so stared at by him.

He seemed to smile and then lay back.

Just now, he was gone after he was so stupid. Did the third uncle die completely? Although he has become a ghost and almost killed me just now, he still has some feelings after all.

"Is Uncle San dead?" I asked.

"Didn't he die long ago?" Li Jingyue closed his eyes and replied.

Right.

"I mean after he became a ghost."

"It is said that I can't survive under my hands, but someone will help him." Speaking of this, Li Jing's eyelashes trembled.

Someone helped him? Who would help a ghost?

"Do you know who it is?"

"Hmph," Li Jingyue didn't know if he had thought of something, and his whole face was covered with a layer of chill.

"Do you know what the peach blossoms I gave you are doing?" He asked instead of answering my question.

He was taken away when he asked me about my attention. Thinking about the peach blossoms he gave me this morning. When he was sending zombies to the evening, he encountered a ghost hand and felt a little hot and even a little burning. It was the same when he met Uncle Gui San. Could it be to remind me?

"Is this a reminder to me when there is a ghost?"

"Well, more than that, I can sense where you are when the peach blossoms fall on you. In fact, you can know without it. But you are so stupid, so it is better to have a reminder." Li Jingyue took my cold fingers and gently stroked the peach blossoms falling on his wrist.

He said I'm stupid? I'm stupid!

"How can I be stupid!" I glared at him with some anger.

“It’s everywhere.”

I took my hand and dragged it over the quilt without giving it to him at all.

"Whoever closes his eyes will be stupid!"

After saying that, I sucked into the quilt and felt like I closed my eyes. Maybe I was too tired and fell asleep after closing my eyes for a while.

In a daze, I had a dream. I dreamed that at night there was a heavy red snow in the village. The snow was blowing, with a smell of blood. The snow fell heavily, and after it stopped, there was a bloody red everywhere, and the dark night seemed so weird.

I remember that when I was born, there seemed to be a red snowfall.

I walked in this strange red color, and the houses in the village showed dim orange lights in the dark night.

I walked aimlessly, and somehow I walked to the door of my house again. The door of my house was wide open, and the orange lights in the house shone on the bloody snow in front of the door.

There was a man at the door, with a black figure waving towards me. Seeing that he was a little short and hunched, why did he look a bit like a grandma?

I walked over and saw that it was really grandma. Why was grandma standing at the door in the middle of the night? I ran over and wanted to take grandma into the house, but when I walked in front of grandma, I couldn't touch her, just like a layer of glass blocking me.

Grandma's eyes were filled with tears, her face full of guilt and reluctance, which made me feel uncomfortable, but I tried several times but couldn't get close.

I was about to ask what was going on, but my grandma spoke first.
Chapter completed!