However.
The more I struggled, the more excited Song Qiufeng became, and she started laughing when she saw my collapsed expression.
She laughed so hard that the waves rolled in front of her.
I am sad and angry.
He glared at Song Qiufeng fiercely, the anger bursting out of his eyes burning like a blazing flame.
If looks could kill, I would have killed this bitch a thousand times.
"Why, why do you have to kill me?"
I didn't struggle anymore at this point.
I know very well in my heart that in front of this evil ghost, I am a sure thing, and no matter how much I resist, it will be in vain.
But I don't want to die in confusion.
Even if she likes me and wants to be with me, she won't be so haunted.
"How can there be so many reasons?"
Song Qiufeng grinned and said with a ferocious smile: "Chen Changsheng, I think you are going crazy, I just want you to be as simple as this!"
As she finished speaking, she began to take off her clothes.
Pieces fell off to the ground.
Her concave and convex, extremely alluring snow-white body appeared in front of me again.
Song Qiufeng looked at me, licked her lips, and said with a charming look: "Look at how great my figure is. Look at my round arms, which are white and tender and can squeeze out water. Even if I look at it, I can't help it." If you like it, Chen Changsheng, just be content with me."
At this point, she leaned over and opened her little cherry mouth to kiss me.
boom!
At this moment, the door to the house was kicked open.
The waning moon hung high outside the house, and wisps of moonlight fell, illuminating a white-haired figure.
At the moment of my life and death, it was my grandfather who came back.
Looking at Song Qiufeng sitting on top of me, my grandfather was so angry that he shouted angrily, "You shameless beast, don't even hurt my grandson, Mr. Chen!"
As these words fell, Grandpa rushed over with a mahogany sword in his hand and murderous intent.
And I could see clearly that the peach wood magic sword in my grandfather's hand was exactly the peach wood magic sword that was stolen by Song Qiufeng.
How did grandpa get it back?
As for Song Qiufeng, she turned around and looked at my grandfather and was stunned.
Next second.
Her pupils tightened, her face changed drastically, and she looked like she had seen a ghost.
"Mom..."
Song Qiufeng screamed in fear, and got up from me in a panic, holding up her pants and trying to escape.
But how could my grandfather give her a chance to escape?
He picked up the peach wood magic sword in his hand and struck Song Qiufeng with a sudden blow.
"ah……"
Song Qiufeng screamed in pain, and the shrill wails echoed in the night.
At the same time, her entire body was sent flying two meters away before she fell to the ground in a state of disgrace.
As if struck by lightning, waves of black energy emitted from her delicate and convex body.
Then her body became hazy and transparent.
The ferocious face became increasingly pale.
Standing up in embarrassment, Song Qiufeng glared at my grandfather with a fierce look in her eyes, and said viciously: "Mr. Chen, you can't protect your grandson. Sooner or later, my aunt will squeeze him dry, so you just wait to collect his body." Bar."
After saying these cruel words, Song Qiufeng turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
"Can't this kill her?"
Grandpa looked suspicious and quickly gave chase.
I ran to the door and didn't wait long before I saw my grandfather coming back with a flashlight.
"Chang Sheng, what's going on with you?"
When he walked up to me, grandpa stared at me with a cold face, "Song Qiufeng died only two days ago, why is her ghost targeting you? Is her death related to you?"
"Song Qiufeng drowned in the river, how could it be related to me?"
"Then why did she bother you?"
"Song Qiufeng likes me. She has confessed to me twice before, but I rejected her both times. This has become her obsession and she wants to be with me till death."
Looking at Grandpa, I said with a sad look on my face: "She just died that day, and she came to my door and slept with me."
"Song Qiufeng also slept with you?" Grandpa's eyes were shocked.
"On the day Song Qiufeng died, her body was still warm after being placed in the coffin board, so I was tormented by her ghost for the whole night."
Thinking of Song Qiufeng's madness makes me even more sad and angry.
Taking a deep breath, I said with a sore nose again: "And last night, I was tortured by her until dawn. Grandpa, I was almost drained by her."
"Such a big thing happened, why didn't you call me earlier?"
Grandpa blew his beard and glared: "Do you know that the yin energy in you now is heavier than that of a dead person."
"That bitch just died, I thought I could deal with her."
I gritted my teeth and said, "But Song Qiufeng is very cunning. He stole your peach wood magic sword in advance. Grandpa, I think Song Qiufeng is abnormal. How could he have just died? The body has not been buried yet, so why is he so crazy?" To this extent?"
"You also see that something is wrong?"
Grandpa looked at me, took a deep breath and said, "Actually, the current Song Qiufeng is comparable to a fierce ghost who has practiced Taoism for a hundred years."
"Why did she become so vicious after only two days of death?"
Dumbfounded.
I was dumbfounded at this moment, full of emotions.
After being shocked, I quickly asked: "How could this happen? This is outrageous. Is there something wrong with the river at the entrance of the village?"
"Um?"
Grandpa took out his old cigarette stick, filled it with tobacco, lit it, took two puffs, and then told me about the river in the village.
It turns out that sixty years ago, the river at the entrance of our village was a mass grave where the dead were buried.
And the people who died were all ordinary people, men, women, old and young, all killed by the Japanese on Sakura Island.
So many people died tragically, one can only imagine how much resentment accumulated in the river.
these years.
My grandfather has been thinking of ways to refine the resentment in the river.
Today, my grandfather came back from attending a funeral for someone else. When he saw that all the resentment in the river had disappeared, he knew something was wrong.
When he rushed home and saw Song Qiufeng, he understood the truth.
The resentment that disappeared in the river at the entrance of the village was all in Song Qiufeng's body.
"What?"
Hearing this, I was shocked and asked, "How could all the resentment in the river end up in Song Qiufeng's body?"
"Because Song Qiufeng has an extremely yin constitution."
My grandfather said: "A physique like this is the best carrier of resentment."
"No wonder Song Qiufeng became so scary."
I gasped.
"This is just the beginning."
Then my grandfather said again: "Song Qiufeng is just a hundred-year-old ghost. The more she absorbs the resentment in her body, the stronger she will become. When she has completely absorbed the resentment in the river, I estimate that it won’t be long before he turns into a terrifying ghost king.”
"She can't become the Ghost King anymore."
I said excitedly: "Grandpa, that slutty bitch has died in your hands, right?"
"No."
Grandpa shook his head and smiled bitterly: "With my ability, I can't compete with the century-old ghost. I just tried to kill Song Qiufeng to weaken my momentum."
Having said this, grandpa showed me the peach wood magic sword in his hand.
Only the hilt of the sword was left.
