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Chapter 4 - Dead Man's Clothes

Not only that, but I also found that in the flickering candlelight, she was not even a shadow!

"Aunt!"

"Don't go over there!"

I pulled Sang Lan back a few more steps in a hurry.

"Look at her feet."

Sang Lan looked down in panic and exclaimed, "Aunt, why are you wearing red cloth shoes?"

Ji Yayun's forehead tightened as she slowly lowered his head to take a look. She slowly raised his head, but her expression had already become incomparably resentful.

With her eyes and mine, I knew that whatever I said would be useless. I embraced Sang Lan and took a few steps back.

"Master, what are you afraid of? It's me! "

Ji Yayun's mouth twitched, she tried her best to force out a smile, but no matter what, she could not hide the sinister look on her face, and walked over step by step.

I forced myself to remain calm and looked at her coldly. "You're already dead, why are you still committing evil in the Yang world and confusing Yin and Yang? Aren't you afraid of the divine punishment?"

Ji Yayun suddenly took a step forward, and her eyes revealed an unfathomable amount of black and white pupils. She stared at my left hand and roared mournfully: "Give me her three souls!"

"Of course, of course!"

I tightened my left hand and nodded. I yanked open the cabinet to the side, grabbed the Space Cup that was hidden there, and spilled the rest of the black dog's blood.

"I'll give your grandmother a grandson!"

"Ahh …"

Being drenched in dog blood, Ji Yayun let out a heart-tearing and lung-splitting howl, and in an instant, disappeared within the black qi.

Following that, crackling noises could be heard from every corner of the room. It sounded like the explosion of burning firewood.

Moments later, silence returned to the room.

All I could hear was my own pounding heart and my own heavy breathing.

In the blink of an eye, the seven candles in front of Ji Yayun's door had already recovered all of their orange flames and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

When the empty Space Cup crashed to the ground, I subconsciously stretched out my fingers.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my right hand, and a bitter voice whispered in my ear, "What are you lighting the candles for?"

"What are you doing lighting candles?"

This was already the third time Sang Lan had asked this question.

Even if he didn't have common sense, he shouldn't have bothered with such a problem at this time.

A chill went up my spine and I began to feel that something was wrong.

Sang Lan was a beauty, and a young and beautiful one at that.

Her hand should be smooth and tender, so why is she holding my hand now?

Cold sweat trickled down my face as I subconsciously clenched my left hand. Gritting my teeth, I slowly turned my head around.

Seeing Sang Lan's face, I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

What a perfect face. The black and white eyes were still full of fear. He still hadn't recovered from the shock.

I was too tense and scared myself.

I looked down at the two of them holding hands, but I still pulled my hand away from hers.

Seeing Sang Lan staring at Ji Yayun's door in panic, I comforted her: "Don't worry, that thing was drenched in black dog blood and had already left."

'At least I won't come tonight. I added in my mind.

Sang Lan slightly nodded her head, and walked towards Ji Yayun's room step by step without looking sideways.

I suddenly felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

He muttered in his heart, but as he looked at Sang Lan's back, his eyes became a little dazed.

Her nightgown was a long white T-shirt. Although it was made of cotton, it was very thin.

From the front, it didn't look like much. But from the back, he stuck close to the body, outlining the perfect curves of a female.

I was a little distracted by what I saw. Suddenly, from somewhere, I could smell a burnt smell, like rotten meat being burnt.

The smell entered his nostrils and made his head ache.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning flashed through my mind.

I finally realized what was wrong.

Her frightened eyes were not looking at the door, but at the candle by the door …

"What are you doing lighting candles?" Sang Lan asked again.

Suddenly, she turned her head, "Are you trying to burn me?!"

The goosebumps all over my body exploded upon hearing this mournful sound.

For a moment I saw her clearly.

Her face was dark and wrinkled as if it had been burned. One eye had no eyelids, and the other one was protruding out of her eye socket.

"F * ck, he wants your father's life!"

I gritted my teeth and forced myself to calm down as I backed away.

It was said that people were afraid of ghosts by 30%, while ghosts were afraid of humans by 70%.

Although his words might not be true, but if he lost his courage, then all the fish on the chopping board would be dead.

Sang Lan glared with her blood-red eyes and walked towards me, step by step.

As he walked, the charred flesh on his chin began to fall off, revealing his white gums.

The smell of burnt flesh grew stronger and stronger, almost filling the room.

I retched from the smoke.

If this went on, even if he didn't get killed by these two ladies, he would still die from the stench!

I ran to the window, anxious to open it for air.

However, after taking just two steps, he felt his vision darken and his legs weaken.

In a moment of desperation, he caught a glimpse of the cup of water on the table, grabbed it, and flung it towards the window.

"Clang clang!"

Along with the sound of glass shattering, a gust of fresh air assaulted his face.

After being blown away by this air current, I felt my whole body relax. I actually fell to the ground in a trance, then I didn't know anything.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu!"

Hearing the cry, I opened my eyes abruptly.

A charming and charming face that was filled with tears and tears entered his vision.

"Mr. Xu, you're awake."

Sang Lan wiped away her tears and her shoulders twitched twice.

Remembering what I saw before I fainted, I flipped over and got up, retreating a few steps.

"What's wrong?"

Sang Lan looked as if she was frightened by my actions and kneeled on the floor, looking at me in astonishment.

She was still wearing her white nightdress, and her skin was still so white. She looked at me like a frightened little rabbit.

The candles outside Ji Yayun's room had already been extinguished.

I opened my left hand and looked at the three copper coins in it. Then I looked at my watch.

The fifth fragment of the night had finally passed.

After heaving a sigh of relief, I looked at Sang Lan suspiciously, "Where is the talisman I gave you?"

"Here!"

Sang Lan quickly reached her hand into her collar and took out the triangular symbol.

I leaned forward, crouched down in front of her, and unfurled the amulet.

The talisman on it didn't show any abnormalities; it was still very bright.

If the change that happened to Sang Lan's body last night was real, how could the talisman not have been effective?

Am I hallucinating?

I picked her up and walked over to the window.

The window was intact, but there was a glass of water on the floor with the handle broken.

"How did you faint?" Sang Lan asked carefully.

"Do you remember what happened last night?" I asked.

Sang Lan wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, and asked with some suspicion: "Are you alright?"

Seeing me staring at her, she hurriedly said, "Aunt …" That. After being drenched in your blood, it's gone. You told me not to worry, that the thing was gone. I want to go in and see my aunt, and you. You suddenly threw me off … That expression was terrifying. And then you threw the cup at it, and then you fainted. "

"This is f * cking hell."

Seeing Sang Lan's conflicted face, I could not help but laugh.

In other words, why does it seem like she's admitting that I'm a swindler?

"Look at your aunt."

Pushing open the door to Ji Yayun's room, he saw her lying on the bed, with only her head exposed under the blanket.

Although his face was somewhat pale, his breathing was steady. It was obvious that he was still sleeping.

"Is my aunt alright?" Sang Lan asked softly.

I wanted to say that I was fine, and take the money to leave this place, but seeing the haze on Ji Yayun's forehead, I couldn't hide my conscience.

I told her to go out and talk.

Just as he was about to turn around, Ji Yayun's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Aunt."

Sang Lan went over and sat down on the bedside, "Are you alright?"

Seeing Ji Yayun looking at me, I said, "Change your clothes first, we'll talk outside."

I went out, and before I could close the door, I heard the screams of two people coming from inside.

Then, they heard Ji Yayun's "wuwu" sound.

I quickly turned around and went in to take a look.

Sang Lan stood at the side.

Ji Yayun sat on the bed, and the blanket had already been lifted.

She was actually wearing a red wedding dress!

The wedding dress was made from two pieces, the top part was a cheongsam design, and the bottom part was a long red dress.

Under the skirt, her bare feet were reflecting a shocking scene.

"Where did you get this?"

"I don't know, I don't know. This isn't my clothes!" Ji Yayun hugged his head and cried.

"Stop crying, quickly take off your clothes!" I said urgently.

Ji Yayun cried as she took off her clothes. Sang Lan whimpered on the side as she stomped her feet.

The top was unbuttoned, and inside was actually a red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks.

"This isn't my clothes …"

Ji Yayun who had collapsed pulled down his undergarment and threw it on the ground, then went to take off her skirt.

Sang Lan finally regained her senses, "Quickly turn your face away!"

I swallowed and turned to leave. "Take your clothes out."

I fell into the sofa, took out a cigarette case, and put it in my mouth. The hand that lit up the cigarette couldn't help but tremble a little.

I'm not a sex fiend, and I'm not a naked woman.

I'm nervous because the situation is much more serious than I thought.

After a while, Sang Lan walked Ji Yayun out and placed a ball of clothes in front of me.

Their tears had not dried yet, but they were looking at me strangely.

After a long while, Ji Yayun finally said with a sobbing tone: "This clothes isn't mine, it really isn't."

"I don't have clothes like that either." Sang Lan whispered.

I picked up the apron and found that it was still warm.

He moved the undergarment closer to his nose and took a sniff. Suddenly, his mind went blank.

I dropped my apron and picked up my jacket and skirt and sniffed them.

Sang Lan supported Ji Yayun to walk to the side and sit down, then looked at me with her almond eyes, "Are you that naughty?"

Ji Yayun's pale face blushed faintly.

"Disgusting..."

Throwing away my clothes, I look at the burnt black dog blood by the door and I am completely dumbfounded.

After smoking two cigarettes in a row, he said to the two of them with some apprehension, "I can't handle this, why don't you two invite someone else."

"What?" Sang Lan became anxious and rushed over to me, staring at me. Her chest was moving up and down intensely, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

I felt guilty, so I avoided her gaze and said in a low voice, "It's not just the red shoes that have entangled your aunt. You also saw that it's a set of red clothes. I really can't deal with it. I don't need any money, hurry up and find a true expert. "

Ji Yayun staggered to the front and hugged the pile of red dresses, "Big … Master, I made a mistake. This clothes is mine. I bought it the day before yesterday, I … "

I stared at her. "Where?"

Ji Yayun stuttered as she could not answer.

I knew she was scared out of her wits and was afraid that I would leave, so I came up with this nonsense and felt even more ashamed.

I took the clothes from her and threw them on the ground.

Ji Yayun wanted to pick it up but did not dare to, and only mumbled: "This clothes is really mine …"

"Enough!"

I slammed the cigarette case on the table in a frenzy. "Your clothes? These were the fucking clothes of a dead man! It was taken from a dead person! "