I don't know if it was due to drunkenness or other factors. Ma Ling'er unzipped the down jacket on her upper body and took off the sweater underneath, leaving only a thin, close-fitting pink underwear.
But she didn't move the underwear, and started to take off her lower body clothes again. Take off the white skirt...Take off the black leggings...Tear off a pair of long white stockings...
"You, you, you...are you crazy?!" Zhang Fan was pushed down on the bed by Ma Ling'er, with a look of horror on his face, and he was so frightened that he could not speak incoherently.
Zhang Fan couldn't tell whether Ma Ling'er was really drunk or sober. When he saw the lust in his eyes, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.
He could already guess what was going to happen next. That's why Ma Ling'er wanted to go to the legendary Wushan with him... The hotel room was filled with the strong smell of wine and the pungent stench of vomit, a mixture of the two. Being together makes people frown.
In addition to these smells, a faint milky fragrance, similar to Wangzi's milk, drifted down from Ma Ling'er's body and penetrated into Zhang Fan's nose, making him look startled.
This is the body fragrance of Ma Ling'er. According to legend, when a girl is still in perfect shape, her body will exude a faint fragrance of Hinako's milk.
At the same time, an inexplicable evil fire quietly gushes out from Zhang Fan's lower abdomen. The heat, the uncontrollable heat and the desire for love, like a beast that eats human flesh and blood, was finally awakened under the soft yellowish atmosphere light.
When dry wood encounters a strong fire, it will burst into flames. Zhang Fan is also a normal man. When he meets a beautiful girl like Ma Ling'er, he can't control his heart, which is normal.
But... just when Ma Ling'er was about to take off her clothes, Zhang Fan was about to lose control of his inner restlessness.
Suddenly, the light in the room, which had been on all the time, chirped twice, and then went out strangely after the sound of surging electricity.
Moreover, an indescribable, pungent and moist smell of water vapor appeared silently out of thin air, spreading in the dark room and lingering for a long time.
The temperature of the air dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching below zero. It was as cold as being in an ice cave, making people shiver with cold and make their gums tremble.
"Huh?" The smell of damp water vapor woke up Zhang Fan, who was about to lose his mind. His expression suddenly changed, and he felt strong uneasiness in his heart.
Because... the fishy smell of water vapor was somewhat familiar to him. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized it.
This is... a terrifying situation that only occurs when the Wishing Lake appears.
"Could it be..." Zhang Fan seemed to realize something, and his expression became colorless. At this moment, whether it was the evil fire rising in his belly or the turmoil in his heart, it seemed as if they were all extinguished by a basin of cold water.
Because...he thought about the curse of Wishing Lake. The curse of Wishing Lake will kill the woman who likes him.
At this time, Ma Ling'er was so close to him that it almost reached the point of having sex with him. It is conceivable that if she dares to cross the last line between men and women, Ma Ling'er may die suddenly.
no! Absolutely not! ! Although Zhang Fan's physical strength is no longer blessed by attributes, as a man, his strength is much greater than that of a girl like Ma Ling'er.
He took a deep breath, no longer caring about anything else, and pushed Ma Ling'er away violently, turning her back and pressing her under him.
At this moment, Ma Ling'er was naked and in a state of joy. This scene is enough to make most men's blood surge and their noses bleed.
However, Zhang Fan's attention was not focused on Ma Ling'er at all, but was staring at the corner near the door.
There, unexpectedly, a huge red wooden box appeared. On the whole, it looks like a wooden box used to hold clothes in rural areas in the last century. This red wooden box has a tightly closed lid, emitting a faint bloody light and giving off a scalp-numbing horror.
And it looked wet, with jet-black drops of water dripping down continuously. At the same time...the smell of damp water vapor became stronger.
It seemed like it was just fished out of the water. The moment he saw the red wooden box, Zhang Fan felt his whole body go numb.
His breathing was extremely rapid, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hairs on his back stood up. In this situation, Wishing Lake is definitely coming to attack Ma Ling'er.
It is conceivable that if she dares to go to Wushan with Ma Ling'er, she will never survive today. Ma Ling'er was still struggling under Zhang Fan with blurred eyes, trying to push Zhang Fan down again and find something wrong.
But Zhang Fan didn't dare to show off his anger, and his eyes were still fixed on the red wooden box in the corner. More and more cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Just because, he suddenly saw that a large area of pitch black lake water overflowed from the bottom of the red wooden box.
The lake water was gurgling with black bubbles, surrounding the red wooden box as the center, and began to spread to the surrounding areas, appearing watery.
In addition, Zhang Fan also discovered a scene that made his scalp numb even more. Accompanied by the creak of a wooden box opening, the lid of the red wooden box, which was originally tightly closed, opened so strangely.
But it's not completely open, just a gap. The next second, a white and swollen woman's hand, which seemed to be blistered, stretched out suddenly and hooked her fingers in the direction of Zhang Fan and Ma Ling'er on the bed.
"Hiss—" Zhang Fan took a breath and could no longer remain calm. This was the first time Zhang Fan had seen such a terrifying scene.
What on earth is this? It seemed that Zhang Fan's words had an effect. The woman's hand hooked towards Zhang Fan a few more times, and then she slowly retracted the red wooden box. The opened wooden box also creaked and closed again.
Although the woman's hand, which was white and swollen after being soaked, was put back into the red wooden box, the dark lake water spreading around it did not disappear and still existed.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan suddenly reacted and quickly took off his clothes to help Ma Ling'er cover his body.
After doing this, he threw the vomit on the bed and the dirty quilt on the ground, freeing up a clean bed for Ma Ling'er to rest.
Not afraid that Ma Ling'er struggled to control her lust, Zhang Fan twisted the sheets underneath into a rope and tied her up.
After tying her up, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, then jumped out of bed and stopped not far from the red wooden box.
This thing is so weird, it's almost the same as Wishing Lake, but if you look closely, you can't tell it has anything to do with Wishing Lake.
I thought it was Wishing Lake coming, but now it's obviously not. You know, the supernatural power of Wishing Lake relies on water sources to trigger the medium, which has a lot to do with water, but this is the first time he has seen a red wooden box like this.
"Who are you?" Zhang Fan looked back at Ma Ling'er and found that she had her eyes closed tightly and had fallen asleep at some point.
Seeing that she was asleep, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the red wooden box in front of him, and asked in a low voice. As he asked, a big crooked red character suddenly appeared on the surface of the red wooden box——
"ghost"! This ghost character was dripping with blood and shocking, as if it had been pulled out by some nails. Seeing this ghost word, Zhang Fan's breath froze and his mouth felt dry.
This ghost thing is almost the same as Wishing Lake, but what exactly is it? It's so evil, so evil.
"What is your relationship with Wishing Lake?" Zhang Fan looked solemn and asked in a low voice. But when the words were asked, the red wooden box suddenly stopped responding, as if he was thinking.
After a while, a line of crooked bloody characters reappeared on the surface of the red wooden box: "I can fulfill your wish, make a deal with me, and I will help you get rid of the curse of the Wishing Lake..." "
"F*ck!!!" Seeing this sentence, Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically and he subconsciously cursed. I originally thought that this ghost was sent by Wishing Lake, but now it seems that this is not the case.
"You haven't answered me yet, what is your relationship with Wishing Lake?" Zhang Fan did not rush to agree to the other party, but repeated his question again.
When dealing with such evil spirits, one must proceed with caution. When he first encountered Wishing Lake, he was too careless and made his first transaction with him, which led to a series of terrible things that followed.
"My name is the Wishing Box... It is the supernatural puzzle of the Wishing Lake..." On the surface of the red wooden box, the old font information was erased, and new fonts resurfaced.
"According to what you said, you should be with Wishing Lake, so why did you choose to help me?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that things were developing a bit strangely.
He suddenly remembered the information the black leather manual said last time. That is the supernatural puzzle of Wishing Lake. There are many kinds, all of which have been dismembered and disappeared.
However, the three types that were not dismembered and still existed were the wishing tree, the wishing mirror, and the wishing box.
Logically speaking, it would not help him deal with Wishing Lake at all. Is it possible that this thing is also inherently rebellious?
"Come and make a deal with me, and I'll help you get rid of the curse of Wishing Lake!" A new font message appeared on the surface of the wishing box. It did not answer Zhang Fan's question, but continued to urge Zhang Fan to make a deal with it.
"I can't believe what you say. Show your sincerity first!" Zhang Fan frowned slightly and said.
Neither the wishing box nor the wishing lake are good things. If you agree rashly, you might encounter a more terrifying curse.
Zhang Fan couldn't bear just one curse from the Wishing Lake. If there was another one, he would probably vomit blood.
