Chapter 112

"Well, lady, you are the most beautiful." With a smile, Wen chuyang reached out and took down the two hands I held around his neck and put them in his palm. "No matter how the lady looks, you are the most beautiful in my eyes."

"That's not true. You're so brazen." I gave him a white look and tried to draw my hand back from the palm of his hand, but it was firmly grasped by him.

"Lady, I really want you to see me." Wen chuyang suddenly said to me in a very serious tone, that pair of narrow evil eyes have a rare serious, serious expression also makes me a little at a loss.

"No, I didn't say that I didn't want to see it... Didn't this cat want me to see it..." I was deeply attracted by his eyes, just like his soul had been taken away. I couldn't refuse his feeling at all.

"Mo Ming, come down." Wen chuyang turned his head and said to the black cat.

"I don't know!" The little black cat named Mo Ming was very persistent, "if she opens your coffin, your body will be weathered immediately! I won't let that happen. "

"Weathering away?" I turned my head and looked at Wen chuyang curiously, listening to the voice of he Xiaomao. It seems that Wen chuyang's body is still intact. If the coffin lid is opened, the air will flow in, and his body that has been preserved for more than a thousand years will soon be weathered away.

As soon as I thought of such a handsome body, it disappeared in an instant. I thought I couldn't accept it, so I suddenly pulled back my hand from Wen chuyang's hand, "then I won't look!"

"Lady!" Wen chuyang looked at me with an injured face, "don't you want to see my real body?"

"No, I'm afraid you will be weathered as soon as I open the coffin." I looked at his aggrieved expression, and the maternal love in my heart rose.

"But if even the lady can't see my real body, what can I do if I keep it intact?" Wen chuyang said, gently took my hand again, "and I believe that if it is a lady, I will not be weathered."

"What am I going to do?" There seems to be other meanings in his words.

"After opening the lid of the coffin, as long as the lady can drop three drops of your blood on my chest, my body should not decay." Although Wen chuyang said the oath, but I still noticed that he used a "should". This shows that, in fact, whether my blood has any effect or not is also his guess, not very sure.

"Wen chuyang! Are you sure it's this woman? " After hearing this, the little black cat immediately jumped up from the leisurely posture and immediately became nervous.

"I believe that the one I am destined for is my wife." As he spoke, Wen chuyang took my hand and went to the coffin. He put my hand on the lid of the coffin and said softly, "open it, lady, and see how handsome your husband is! Otherwise, why does the ghost cling to me for thousands of years? "

Although Wen chuyang said that, I couldn't make up my mind. I wanted to ask Zuo Xintong and Qi Ziyi for advice. When I looked back, I found that the two unreliable goods were observing the scenery of the cave. From time to time, I would take a picture for you, just like a tour group.

"But what if I'm not?" I looked up at Wen chuyang and asked.

"If not, then what?" Wen chuyang shrugged his shoulders with a smile, "well, when did my wife become so babe? Don't you do everything neatly! Come on With that, Wen chuyang patted the lid of the coffin.

Seeing that Wen chuyang's attitude was so firm, the black cat named Mo Ming didn't stop him. He jumped from the coffin to Wen chuyang's shoulder, staring at me with big dark green eyes.

My heart suddenly a little flustered, or say, I am very nervous now, since I heard that Wen chuyang's body is well preserved, I especially want to see it, but I'm afraid that I'm not the one in his mouth.

Wen chuyang and Mo Ming are staring at me tightly, and even Zuo Xintong and Qi Ziyi, who are taking photos as souvenirs, squint at me from time to time.

Hard to swallow saliva, I slowly put it on the coffin cover, after making up my mind, forced a push, only to hear "boom", the coffin cover actually moved a small piece.

"It really pushed it!" Mo Ming said in surprise, "I underestimate you, woman!"

But then no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't push it away.

"Try with your blood." I do not know when, left Xintong has come to my side, but also very loyal to hand me a knife!

Are you really my good friend? At this time, in order to watch the excitement, I didn't hesitate to lend me a knife and let me bleed. The purpose is just to try and see if it can work!

Although I had a lot of mental activities, I took the knife and made a cut on my finger without hesitation. Then I smeared the blood on the lid of the coffin.

After finishing, there was no change in the coffin. Once again, I tried my best to push it. I just heard another "boom..."

I pushed the lid off smoothly.

As like as two peas were pushed away, my eyes fell on the man lying in the coffin. He really looked exactly like my understanding of Wen Yang. He also had a small folding fan in his hand, but his corpse was much better than his soul, and his face was ruddy. The whole person looked like he was asleep.

But the only thing that makes people shocked is that Wen chuyang found a sharp dagger on the location of his heart, but the dagger was not inserted in Wen chuyang's body, but on the coffin under Wen chuyang's body.

Because Wen chuyang's heart has been dug out, so the left chest is completely transparent. This scene makes my scalp numb. Where is the heart dug out? It's obviously hollowing out the position of the whole heart!

"How's it going? Do you think I look good? " Wen chuyang suddenly made a noise behind me, which scared me. Looking back at his smiling face, he didn't seem to care about it.

"It's beautiful! No wonder those women are so persistent to you. " I said with a sigh, and even thought that if Wen chuyang had not lost his memory, if he was alive a thousand years ago, he would not even look at me.

"So, lady, are you satisfied with my husband?" Wen chuyang seems to be in a good mood.

"Don't be complacent too early. I don't know if she is your predestined friend." Mo Ming, who was lying on his shoulder, said coldly, "if you don't let her hurry up, your body will really rot!"

"Lady, can I borrow three drops of your blood?" Wen chuyang put away his smile and looked at me seriously. His eyes were full of expectation and desire, just like how precious my three drops of blood are.

"Of course." I looked at Wen chuyang and looked at the place where my fingers just opened.