A Guest In A Ghost House
/ A Guest in a Ghost House Chapter 137
"I don't want to see Snow White anymore," said the wicked new queen . "make an excuse to sneak her into the forest and kill her . After killing, bring back her heart and tongue as proof that you killed her . You hear me? There can be no mistakes . . . "
As the story went on, I noticed that the little boy's eyes were slowly turning, red like the rabbit under him, and that the eyes were turning red, and it seemed that he was fully immersed into the story . His eyes were full of blood .
Also, although I did not know whether the little boy was older than a thousand years, do not say a thousand years, 500 years ago there was no story of Snow White .
The story went on: "The bad queen came up with a way to poison Snow White by putting her poison in the bright red apple . "
"Ah . "
The last cry was not included in the story of Snow White, but the pain I couldn't help . I did not know why the little boy suddenly rushed down the rabbit, opened his mouth that became large, and bit on my arm . At once came the rapid swallowing sound . The remaining sound of my pain is not finished, because of the rapid passage of blood and my whole head had become heavy .
"What are you doing? You don't like the whole story?" Although the little boy had swallowed my blood, I knew that he had not tried his best, and I did not dare to incite him, but I wanted to understand the reason first, as if there was a saying that, even if you wanted me to die, you should let me know why .
The little boy left his mouth off my arm, but he didn't lick the rest of the blood as he had on previous occasions . Maybe it was for this reason that my wound was still bleeding out . I quickly pressed tightly on the top of the wound and looked helplessly at the boy whose hair was standing up in front of me .
I had to say that most of the ghosts in the movie are female ghosts . The long hair fluttering appears beautiful and strange, and the male ghosts, like this little boy with straight hair, not only not good-looking, but also with a little funny . Especially the little boy still had long hair, Bah, Bah, how can I think of this aspect?
The little boy looked at me with his red eyes, almost word for word: "Mother is a good person, not a bad person, and the queen is a good person . "
I was a little stunned, and then in a moment in my mind came a thought . Mother? Was this the second prince who had died?
The little boy was very angry . The nostrils kept fanning . Although there was no air flowing through the breath, the surrounding weeds began to move with the little boy's nostrils and shake regularly . Even the trees farther away were shaking their leaves .
I was just glad that the little boy just took my blood because of the natural reaction of emotion, and did not use the ability of any ghost . Otherwise I guessed now I was either a mummies or a pile of scum .
"Are you the second prince?" I asked in a certain tone .
The little boy was startled a little, and he did not speak, just staring at me . I understood . I guessed right . Thinking about it, I took the jade out of my chest and showed it to the little boy: "Do you know this?"
The little boy was astonished longer, and when I thought he was going to stay like this, there were two lines of blood and tears flowing out from his eyes, and his body twitched .
"I am a friend of the queen, and I advise the emperor to drink the queen's soup . " I went on to explain . I couldn't do it without explanation . That the wound on my arm was still bleeding . That a large chunk of the lawn had been wet on the ground, and my whole body had become powerless, and, as one might imagine, it would not be long . I would bleed too much and fall into a coma or even die .
When the little boy heard the soup, his eyes flashed over a strange look, and then he reached out and picked up my arm, licking the wound on my arm like a kitten . Not long after, my arm stopped bleeding . In addition to the row of teeth biting left on it, it had become very clean, but my heart was quite uncomfortable . He licked so clean, but from prominent blood into inconspicuous saliva .
Finishing licked my wound, the little boy licked his lips and looked at my arm and the blood on the ground . He looked up at me and said, "Is my mother all right? Xiao Tong misses her very much . "
The little boy's expression was like the abandoned puppy, full of longing . I could not help but reach out to his head . Just when I reached over his head, I suddenly react . I awkwardly wanted to take my arm back . The little boy stretched out his head to the front, rubbed his fallen hair against my palm, and said in a very aggrieved voice, "Xiao Tong thinks of his mother . "
I was not afraid any more, stroking the head of the child, and slowly said: "The queen is good . When I left, the queen had become fat, but very beautiful . "
The child's eyes were bright: "My mother gains weight . Does my mother eat a lot of meat? It is what Xiao Tong told my mother . "
I nodded and said, "Well, yes, the queen ate a lot of meat . "
Xiao Tong was very happy to pulled up the rabbit's two front feet and constantly circled, but I felt very bad . No matter how cruel the harem struggle was, it should not affect the child, let alone to take the child's life to carry on the conspiracy . All of a sudden, I wondered if the little boy knew that imperial concubine Xian was his real mother and the killer who killed him .
But looking at the happy the child turning around, I had no way to speak, because I think once I really asked, then imperial concubine Xian and I were the same .
But there was something I really needed to ask .
Seeing that the child finished turning round with an excited expression, I began to ask, "Xiao Tong, do you know the Inner Peace senior Taoist?"
Xiao Tong shook his head doubtfully, being confused .
I thought for a moment and added, "That is the Taoist who is in the fire outside the passage . "
The child's face was instantly disgusted, pretending to be ferocious: "That is the bad guy . He shut Xiao Tong here . Do not allow Xiao Tong to go to mother . "
I continued, "Xiao Tong, do you know why he's holding you here?"
Xiao Tong shook his head: "I don't know, but he is a bad man . "
I nodded . My heart had already understood that the matter of soul borrowing would be true: "Xiao Tong, how did he shut you? Does he beat you?"
Xiao Tong hummed with disdain: "He just can't beat Xiao Tong . Just he buries another Xiao Tong in the ground, and then I can't get out . "
Another Xiao Tong? The words of Xiao Tong let me confused . I repeated it again, looking at the child with confusion .
Chapter 137 The very talented Taoist 6. I looked at the little boy and rabbit's dedicated eyes, and the heart could not help but complacent . How was a devil of a thousand years? He was just a child . I felt that I made a step forward on the road to success . I dont want to see Snow White anymore, said the wicked new queen . make an excuse to sneak her into the forest and kill her . After killing, bring back her heart and tongue as proof that you killed her . You hear me? There can be no mistakes . As the story went on, I noticed that the little boys eyes were slowly turning, red like the rabbit under him, and that the eyes were turning red, and it seemed that he was fully immersed into the story . His eyes were full of blood . Also, although I did not know whether the little boy was older than a thousand years, do not say a thousand years, 500 years ago there was no story of Snow White . The story went on: The bad queen came up with a way to poison Snow White by putting her poison in the bright red apple . Ah . The last cry was not included in the story of Snow White, but the pain I couldnt help . I did not know why the little boy suddenly rushed down the rabbit, opened his mouth that became large, and bit on my arm . At once came the rapid swallowing sound . The remaining sound of my pain is not finished, because of the rapid passage of blood and my whole head had become heavy . What are you doing? You dont like the whole story? Although the little boy had swallowed my blood, I knew that he had not tried his best, and I did not dare to incite him, but I wanted to understand the reason first, as if there was a saying that, even if you wanted me to die, you should let me know why . The little boy left his mouth off my arm, but he didnt lick the rest of the blood as he had on previous occasions . Maybe it was for this reason that my wound was still bleeding out . I quickly pressed tightly on the top of the wound and looked helplessly at the boy whose hair was standing up in front of me . I had to say that most of the ghosts in the movie are female ghosts . The long hair fluttering appears beautiful and strange, and the male ghosts, like this little boy with straight hair, not only not good-looking, but also with a little funny . Especially the little boy still had long hair, Bah, Bah, how can I think of this aspect? The little boy looked at me with his red eyes, almost word for word: Mother is a good person, not a bad person, and the queen is a good person . I was a little stunned, and then in a moment in my mind came a thought . Mother? Was this the second prince who had died? The little boy was very angry . The nostrils kept fanning . Although there was no air flowing through the breath, the surrounding weeds began to move with the little boys nostrils and shake regularly . Even the trees farther away were shaking their leaves . I was just glad that the little boy just took my blood because of the natural reaction of emotion, and did not use the ability of any ghost . Otherwise I guessed now I was either a mummies or a pile of scum . Are you the second prince? I asked in a certain tone . The little boy was startled a little, and he did not speak, just staring at me . I understood . I guessed right . Thinking about it, I took the jade out of my chest and showed it to the little boy: Do you know this? The little boy was astonished longer, and when I thought he was going to stay like this, there were two lines of blood and tears flowing out from his eyes, and his body twitched . I am a friend of the queen, and I advise the emperor to drink the queens soup . I went on to explain . I couldn't do it without explanation . That the wound on my arm was still bleeding . That a large chunk of the lawn had been wet on the ground, and my whole body had become powerless, and, as one might imagine, it would not be long . I would bleed too much and fall into a coma or even die . When the little boy heard the soup, his eyes flashed over a strange look, and then he reached out and picked up my arm, licking the wound on my arm like a kitten . Not long after, my arm stopped bleeding . In addition to the row of teeth biting left on it, it had become very clean, but my heart was quite uncomfortable . He licked so clean, but from prominent blood into inconspicuous saliva . Finishing licked my wound, the little boy licked his lips and looked at my arm and the blood on the ground . He looked up at me and said, Is my mother all right? Xiao Tong misses her very much . The little boys expression was like the abandoned puppy, full of longing . I could not help but reach out to his head . Just when I reached over his head, I suddenly react . I awkwardly wanted to take my arm back . The little boy stretched out his head to the front, rubbed his fallen hair against my palm, and said in a very aggrieved voice, Xiao Tong thinks of his mother . I was not afraid any more, stroking the head of the child, and slowly said: The queen is good . When I left, the queen had become fat, but very beautiful . The childs eyes were bright: My mother gains weight . Does my mother eat a lot of meat? It is what Xiao Tong told my mother . I nodded and said, Well, yes, the queen ate a lot of meat . Xiao Tong was very happy to pulled up the rabbits two front feet and constantly circled, but I felt very bad . No matter how cruel the harem struggle was, it should not affect the child, let alone to take the childs life to carry on the conspiracy . All of a sudden, I wondered if the little boy knew that imperial concubine Xian was his real mother and the killer who killed him . But looking at the happy the child turning around, I had no way to speak, because I think once I really asked, then imperial concubine Xian and I were the same . But there was something I really needed to ask . Seeing that the child finished turning round with an excited expression, I began to ask, Xiao Tong, do you know the Inner Peace senior Taoist? Xiao Tong shook his head doubtfully, being confused . I thought for a moment and added, That is the Taoist who is in the fire outside the passage . The childs face was instantly disgusted, pretending to be ferocious: That is the bad guy . He shut Xiao Tong here . Do not allow Xiao Tong to go to mother . I continued, Xiao Tong, do you know why hes holding you here? Xiao Tong shook his head: I dont know, but he is a bad man . I nodded . My heart had already understood that the matter of soul borrowing would be true: Xiao Tong, how did he shut you? Does he beat you? Xiao Tong hummed with disdain: He just cant beat Xiao Tong . Just he buries another Xiao Tong in the ground, and then I cant get out . Another Xiao Tong? The words of Xiao Tong let me confused . I repeated it again, looking at the child with confusion .
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