Chapter 112 of the Central Plains Chapter of the Beacon Company: Twelve Hours (Part 5)

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Central Plains·Wuzhen

In the dimness, Qiu Mingming opened her eyes. The room was completely dark. Outside, a bright moon was hanging high on the branches. From time to time, the sound of pigeons could be heard. Yun Musheng was asleep on the ground, snoring.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes. It seemed that the weird things she encountered during the day frightened her so much that she woke up from her sleep in the middle of the night.

She was just about to lie down on the bed when she suddenly saw a figure with long hair sitting on the dressing table opposite the bed, which really shocked Qiu Mingming into a cold sweat.

She tried hard to get up and push Yun Musheng up, but it was as if her body was entangled with something and she couldn't move at all. So she shouted at the top of her voice, but somehow, there seemed to be a vague gap between them. Film, no matter how hysterically she shouted, the sound could not reach Yun Musheng's ears at all.

"Shut up!"

Qiu Mingming was stopped by a terrifying command and did not dare to make another sound. The woman with long flowing hair opposite looked back and glared at her, with the blood-red flowers of the other side clearly visible in her eyes.

As soon as Qiu Mingming saw the pattern in the woman's eyes, he knew that it should be the cursed spirit in her own body. According to what senior Ji Zhanyu, one of the six stars of Tianxuan Sect, described at the time, this woman really looked like a Dongsang witch from the old era. dress up.

Seeing that the woman was silent, Qiu Mingming crept down on the bed and closed her eyes, but somehow she couldn't fall asleep, or in other words, somehow she couldn't really wake up.

She opened one eye slightly and glanced at the woman secretly. With the help of a little candlelight that had not been extinguished, Qiu Mingming could vaguely see that the woman's body seemed to be shaking non-stop, as if she had encountered something even more terrifying. thing.

This surprised Qiu Mingming. In her impression, if this evil curse is fully activated, even if the enemy is a master like the Sun Pavilion Wolf Swallowing Ghost, it will not take it seriously. After a hundred years of cultivation, Daoxing, there is something that can scare her.

The cries of pigeons outside the window were still echoing one after another, and Qiu Mingming felt strange. When did Wuzhen get so many pigeons? The sound seemed to be getting closer and closer, and suddenly there was a loud noise, as if one of them hit the window. superior.

Qiu Mingming was startled, but after being frightened, she found that the woman who was still in front of the stage had rolled to the ground, huddled in a corner, and her body was shaking even more violently.

Qiu Mingming suddenly felt that the restraints on her body were removed, so she slowly and tentatively sat up from the bed. Even she didn't know how she suddenly had the courage to move towards the person who made her so afraid and resentful. The spirit walked away.

He stretched out his hand from his red sleeves and was about to touch the woman's back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched her, a burst of black flames seemed to appear on the woman's back, driving Qiu Mingming away.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

The woman suddenly showed her fierce look, like a frightened beast, always hostile. The pigeons outside the window hit the window again, and the woman who was a little domineering just now curled up in the corner like a scared little rabbit.

This made Qiu Mingming very curious, but if he wasn't such a century-old ghost, why would he still be afraid of a few pigeons? She stretched out her hand to open the window. As soon as she reached out, she heard a hoarse scream.

"can not be opened!"

The woman seemed to stretch out a hand and looked at Qiu Mingming in horror, as if she wanted to stop him, but she didn't dare to get close to the window lattice.

"What if I open it?"

"He, he will come in and we will all die!"

The woman's words made Qiu Mingming couldn't help but think of the ghost hand he saw during the day. It seemed that there was indeed some kind of evil spirit near Wuzhen, but why did the evil spirit enter Wuzhen?

She recalled everything that happened in the town yesterday. The waiter of the inn seemed to have mentioned it to the shopkeeper Na Ding: "Why did Lord Wan tell the people here not to leave the town after Haishi? But at this time, she was still In the town, it stands to reason that there will be no intrusion.

The woman's hoarse voice came again: "His spiritual practice is much higher than mine. If you start at this time, he will forcefully separate me from your body. Even you will be unable to escape due to mental disorder and reflux of energy and blood." One death!"

Qiu Mingming thought for a moment, but suddenly calmed down. The resentful spirit only said that he would be stripped away, but never said that the evil spirits would take away the living people. From this, it seems that Wuzhen can indeed protect the safety of mortals. Well, it is impossible to guarantee that there will be something in the extraordinary world. No wonder this resentful spirit is so afraid.

"Even if I keep you in my body, you will still corrode my body and kill me. So I might as well let that thing outside take you away now. Maybe I can still be like Miss Xiao Qi. There is a glimmer of hope.”

After saying that, Qiu Mingming had already touched the paper window lock with one hand.

"don't want!"

The woman stared at Qiu Mingming, her eyes full of anger and fear. Qiu Mingming did not move rashly. She turned around and looked at the witch who didn't even dare to step forward.

"If you open the window, I will use a hundred years of practice to break through the seal and kill you right now! The worst case scenario is that the fish will die and the net will break!"

The witch spoke fiercely, but Qiu Mingming gradually saw a look of pleading in her eyes. According to what Senior Ji had described about her life, she had a strong resentment towards this world. This resentment made her Even if he is on the verge of despair, he still won't be able to say a word for help like a mortal.

Qiu Mingming's fingers had already opened the small handle of the window lock. With just a slight pull, the evil spirits outside the window would swarm in, causing the witch spirit that troubled him to fall completely into the abyss.

Thinking of the possibility that he would never be troubled by the curse again and be able to follow Yun Musheng with peace of mind, the hand that was touching the window lock couldn't help but squeeze the handle harder.

A drop of bright red flowed down from the blood-colored Bianhua flower in the eye socket. Qiu Mingming was shocked to hear a little sobbing from the witch's breath. . . Are you crying?

The pigeon on the paper window that kept rushing against the window stopped in front of the window sill, as if waiting for Qiu Mingming. Qiu Mingming's hand that tightly grasped the window lock suddenly let go, and then he used some inner strength to pat the paper window. , the pigeon standing at the window was suddenly hit, had its wings broken and was shaken down.

At this moment, more pigeons screamed outside the window. They kept hitting the paper window, as if they were trying to break through. Qiu Mingming stared nervously at the things that kept flying and hitting the window, feeling with one hand It was like being held tightly by two other hands.

She looked back and saw that the always violent and eccentric resentful spirit was now like a young girl, fearfully hiding behind her.

"It's the fourth watch of the ugly season, it's freezing cold!"

The call of the watchman came from outside the inn, and a bell rang in the center of Wuzhen in the distance. The pigeons that kept flying outside the house seemed to have been frightened, and they all flew out of sight in an instant.

The hands that were holding Qiu Mingming were released. Just as Qiu Mingming was about to turn around and say something to the resentful spirit, she disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this situation, Qiu Mingming felt a little angry. This Dongsang person really didn't understand etiquette, and he didn't even say thank you for saving his life. But then he thought about it, the resentful spirit had been dead for a hundred years, so it didn't count as saving his life.

She turned around to go back to the bed, but when she saw Yun Musheng still sleeping soundly on the floor, she couldn't help but feel dissatisfied: "After going through such twists and turns just now, you are sleeping so soundly, hum!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but give him a light kick. Unexpectedly, he really couldn't stand firm after this kick. The world was spinning for a while, as if the ceiling was shaking.

"Qiuqiu! Qiuqiu! Wake up, Qiuqiu!"

"Sister Mingming~ wake up! Sister Mingming!"

Qiu Mingming opened her eyes and saw that she was lying on Yun Musheng's lap, being shaken by him and Xiao Lingluo. The sun was already high at this time, and Ma Qingfeng had just taken the breakfast from the waiter and placed it on the table. superior.

"What time is it now?" Qiu Mingming asked in a daze.

"It's already midnight, are you having a nightmare?"

Qiu Mingming looked around, the windows were bright and clean, it turned out that everything just now was a dream, but it was so real.

"Okay, okay. Now that you're awake, let's go quickly. There are dirty things in this place, so we shouldn't stay for a long time." Seeing Qiu Mingming wake up, Ma Qingfeng on the side packed a few steamed buns and a bottle of wine, urging him. Left the wing.

"I'll wait for you outside." After saying that, Yun Musheng also helped Qiu Mingming in her arms, stood up and walked out.

Qiu Mingming got off the bed, combed and washed a little, then took her luggage. Just as she was about to step out of the threshold and close the door, she suddenly saw that the paper on the paper window was in tatters, and the ground under the dressing table was in tatters. , and there are also some inexplicably more female-sized footprints.

"Is what happened last night true?"