Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

    The old house is an ominous existence in the eyes of the villagers of Baishi Village, unless it is necessary to be unwilling to approach.

    Especially two days before Shiraishi Langjun's birthday, they didn't even want to go out.

    But there is one thing they have to do, and that is to confirm whether Shiraishi Langjun has finished eating the sacrifice.

    Is it satisfied, and will not trouble them.

    If satisfied, then they can wait quietly for the next ten years.

    In the evening, the villagers came to the door of the old house spontaneously, and the borrowed red hair was also included.

    The villagers were chatting with each other, sighing that Nan Nan and Mrs. Miao were suffering.

    Nan Nan lost her father and mother since she was a child, Miao old lady lost her husband at a young age, her son and daughter-in-law died in middle age, and she lived with her granddaughter.

    Nan Nan is very filial, obedient, and has good grades. It should have been the consolation of Mrs. Miao.

    Unfortunately.

    As they talked, they thought of themselves again, this time it was Mrs. Miao, maybe it would be their turn next time.

    Pity the children in the village, who would stay in this cursed place if they could leave?

    The sound Lu Qi heard in the house was the sighs of the villagers.

    Seeing his figure, a man in the crowd called him, "Why are you still here?"

    It was the male owner of the house that Hong Mao borrowed.

    Red Hair also stood beside the villagers.

    Lu Qi walked over to the two of them, originally wanting to ask what would be the consequences of the sacrifices being exchanged, but somehow the exit became:

    "When I met twice during the day, was there a person named Shen Meiren beside me?"

    Redhead shook his head in surprise.

    The villagers looked puzzled, "Let's meet once, right? You came to my house in the afternoon and I entertained you. But didn't you come alone?"

    "Hey, don't talk about this." The villagers pulled him over.

    "I told you to leave quickly, why didn't you listen? It angered Shiro-kun and kept his life here! Look, Shiraishi-kun wakes up!"

    In the sky above the main courtyard of the old house, the black mist twisted into a vague human-shaped outline, which was the sign of Shiraishi Langjun's awakening.

    At that moment, Lu Qi didn't think about anything, and his body subconsciously rushed into the yard.

    The villagers and Hongmao didn't hold back.

    The villagers immediately turned their hands and grabbed the red fur, "Don't be stupid!"

    Today's young people, curiosity killed the cat.

    Lu Qi returned to the altar as quickly as possible, but unfortunately the altar was empty.

    The cross wooden stake stood in the center of the altar, and the iron chains that were originally tied to Shen Meiren were randomly stacked on the ground, and red blood stained the chains and the ground.

    Lu Qi bent over to pick up the chain, and re-tie the chain back to the stake exactly as he remembered.

    The blood was on Shen Meiren's neck and chest.

    He could imagine the picture, the sharp weapon cut through the fair skin, blood flowed out from the pale blue blood vessels, wet and the neck and chest...

    Fingertips rubbed the bloodstain, Lu Qi retracted his hand and touched his heart.

    He said that he only believed in himself. Before, he suspected Shen Meiren because he had no memory in his mind, but now he does not suspect because of the muscle memory of his body.

    The action of rushing back subconsciously is not fake, nor is the momentary blankness of the brain when seeing the blood stains.

    He definitely knows Shen Meiren and has a good relationship.

    In this way, the empty memory in his mind is very intriguing. Is it the special mechanism of the copy?

    Lu Qi took the blood stain into his palm.

    【Are you serious upstairs? I feel sorry for Shiroishi-kun :)]

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    What can happen in ten minutes?

    For Shen Qingcheng, too many things can happen in ten minutes.

    Xiaohong's failure was in his expectation. After all, Xiaohong is just a wild ghost no matter how powerful he is, while Shiraishi Langjun is an evil **** who has reached the point of self-cultivation.

    I just knew that I knew it, but he still didn't give up when the result didn't come out. He really didn't want to reveal another identity.

    The cold touch on the neck was disgusting, after a sting, Shen Qingcheng opened his eyes.

    He stared at the man in pain in front of him.

    Blood flowed from the wound and stained on Shiraishi Langjun's hand, leaving black traces of burning and corrosion like sulfuric acid.

     Shiroishi Lang-jun exclaimed in pain, and he was horrified to find that the black traces continued to spread to his wrists as if alive.

    The parts corroded by blood disappeared out of thin air, and the ghost power attached to the body was also rapidly decreasing.

     Shiraishi Lang-kun panicked, how is this possible!

    Shen Qingcheng squinted his eyes contentedly, as if someone who had been hungry for a long time suddenly had a full meal, his cheeks flushed slightly.

    He moved his body, and in the blink of an eye, he teleported from being tied to a stake to Shiro-kun.

    Looking at Shiraishi Lang-kun's surprised expression, his eyes were loose, and the corners of his lips twitched, "Are you awake?"

    The feeling of being shrouded in terrifying power is too terrifying, Shiraishi Lang-kun took two steps back in fear, "You, you really..."

    Shen Qingcheng: "Shut up."

    I didn't say it was broken, but I can still pretend to be brave. If it is broken, doesn't everyone know that he is a ghost?

    Other players are similar to living souls, only he is a dead ghost, which is not good.

    He touched his neck, and the wound healed and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    Then Shen Qingcheng slowly wiped the blood off of his hands, and his eyes wandered up and down on Shiraishi Langjun, as if he was looking at where the mouth would be better.

    "Is my blood delicious?"

    "No, I don't dare." Shiraishi Langjun was frightened and did not dare to escape, the gap in strength was too great.

    He knows that he can't escape, don't provoke the boss to eat him up.

    Shen Qingcheng smiled.

    Langjun Shiraishi suddenly fell to his knees as if frightened, "It was me who disturbed the adults because of my lack of eyes. My servant Shiraishi is willing to serve the adults as the masters, and from now on, I will do my best by the adults."

    The girl who fell in the corner silently got up and walked behind Shen Qingcheng, as if saying that I was the first to come.

    She used ghost power to reshape her broken arm, and her figure became weaker and more transparent.

    "You're smart," Shen Qingcheng glanced at Shiraishi Langjun lightly, "Let's go, get out of here first."

    [! ! Shocked my whole family! 】

    【Who can tell me what happened! Why does Shiraishi Lang-kun give priority to beauty, and beauty is not the one who catches ghosts? 】

    [Voluntary surrender? 】

      I can't imagine how strong the beauty is]

      Is this why my mother is single? 】

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    [Strongly suspect that the upstairs is an employee of a game company 2333]

    Xiaohong took Shen Qingcheng to the cave where he slept.

    You used to be yours, but now you're calling adults, little sycophants.

    Shiraiishi Lang-kun quietly squeezed forward, "There seems to be some problem with your body."

    There is indeed a problem, Requiem, unless he solves this thing, he cannot use the power of the Celestial Master.

    Shen Qingcheng assigned the task, "Baishi, go and catch a ghost, Xiaohong went back to the old house to get me two things, one is the wooden stake in the altar, and the other is the medicine pestle in the kitchen ."

    Baishi came back very quickly, Shen Qingcheng came back with the spoils when Shen Qingcheng was thinking about what Lu Qi was doing.

    An illusory shadow was thrown on the ground, with a light blue top and a dark blue dress, it was Nan Nan who escaped with Mrs. Miao.

    Shen Qingcheng was not surprised, Nan Nan had the ghost mark of Baishi on his body, and Baishi could sense it no matter how far he ran, and even if he escaped, he would not live long.

    However, he didn't expect Shiraishi to catch up and eat people, and he didn't seem to be frightened by him.

    Nan Nan is still a newborn kid, her consciousness is chaotic, she just instinctively fears Shiraishi Langjun and Shen Qingcheng.

    Shen Qingcheng ignored her for the time being, letting the other side shrink and shiver.

    After a while, he finally waited for Xiaohong to come back, and Xiaohong's ghost body was a bit more transparent than when he went out.

    He asked Xiaohong, "Who did you do it with?"

    Xiaohong: "My lord..."

    "Lu Qi?" Shen Qingcheng's heart moved, "He hasn't left yet?"

    Xiaohong: "In the room where the adults rest."

    Shen Qingcheng stood up, Lu Qi didn't leave, what does this mean?

    Originally he planned to change the script and go to Lu Qi again, but now he can't wait to fly to Lu Qi immediately.

    Langjun Shiraishi grabbed Nan Nan's soul and kneaded it into a ball, and threw it into the pestle with the sawdust.

    The sawdust was ground into powder, and the soul body was ground into mist, but the two could never be fused.

    Under Shiraishi Langjun's surprised eyes, Shen Qingcheng bit his fingertips and dripped a few drops of blood, "Continue."

    This time Shiraishi Langjun grinds again, and the locust wood powder and soul mist will soon condense into a group.

    Shen Qingcheng grabbed a ball and rolled it into a long strip, letting Baishi blow and dry in the shade.

    【Don't you think Shen Meiren is too scary? It's made of human soul, it's the soul, it's too cruel]

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    The whole thing made is black, Shen Qingcheng called it the fragrance of revival.

    Xiaohong and Shiraishi Langjun uncontrollably showed their hungry and thirsty swallowing movements.

    And now this little incense has such a pure yin...

    Shen Qingcheng took two sips, made sure that the requiem incense in his body was almost neutralized, and left in a hurry, leaving only one sentence, "The rest you share..."

     Shen Qingcheng, who left, returned to the old house with a clear purpose.

    The yard was dark and the people in the room seemed to be asleep.

    Shen Qingcheng pushed open the door without the slightest concealment, the figure on the bed remained motionless, he curved his lips and smiled.

    This is pretending to be asleep.

    He paced to the bedside, quickly lifted the quilt and got in.

    Sure enough, the next second he was clasped by the man's wrist and turned over under him.

    Using the moonlight, Lu Qi saw the face of the person under him, stunned, "You,"

    Shen Qingcheng took the opportunity to raise his body, bit the man's chin, and said vaguely: "Brother, it's cold down here, hug me..."

    The author has something to say:

    Beauty is dead, he is a ghost, everyone should know that, right? As for why it's so powerful, keep it a secret