The body in the coffin

Ge Zhu is a Taoist priest, no one here is more professional than him in dealing with the red and white.

The darker it gets, the more nervous the staff seems.

Before the stroke of midnight, Lu Youyi let the staff, who were ordinary people, go back to rest, and before resting, Ge Zhu gave the staff a serious advice of "three don'ts".

"Don't turn on the light, don't look at the sound, don't open the door if someone knocks. Just close your eyes and go to sleep. Whatever happens, don't go out."

The staff kept this in mind and then went back to their respective rooms.

Spa Manor fell silent.

Except for the sound of their chatting, there was no other sound in the hall. Deeper and deeper into the night, the time slowly came to midnight.

They stopped chatting and waited silently for the red and white to appear.

I don't know how long it took, but a joyful music suddenly came from far away, the sound of suona was high, the gongs and drums were sounding, lively and festive, but it seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, as if it came from a very far place.

Ge Zhu made a snap decision, "Go."

A group of people rushed toward the place where the sound of music came from. The closer they came, the clearer the sound of music, such lively music is also mixed with a seemingly ghostly voice of grief, seemingly joyful, seemingly sad, not sad.

Ge Zhu followed the compass and brought his companions closer at a fast pace, and when he could faintly see the scene of the collision of the red and white demons, he stepped softly between the trees and turned his head to "shh", "keep your voice down."

At this time, after a high sound of suona, the joyful music disappeared and the mournful music sounded. Jiang Luo half squatted behind the weeds, looking at the scene ahead from within the gap.

Between the thick white fog, only two groups of people were seen facing each other.

The south side of the team are all pale as if powdered female ghosts, they are dressed in red, white to green hands raised, red paper flying. They carry a bright red sedan chair in the center, red silk like flowers around the sedan chair.

The team from the north side was carrying a black coffin, and before and after the black coffin stood more than ten water ghosts with the same pale color. These water ghosts were wearing white cloth mourning clothes, and long hemp rope was tied around their waists, pulling out traces in the dead leaves on the ground.

White paper was raised and a mixture of red and white paper money flew about.

The music was getting more and more mournful, but the scene was extremely quiet. The scene was so strange and eerie that Lu Youyi's scalp tingled and goosebumps rose all over.

Jiang Luo breathed very softly, Lu Youyi was really scared and whispered to him, "Jiang Luo, this is fucking scary."

Jiang Luo nodded and lowered his voice, "Ask Ge Zhu what we should do."

Lu Youyi passed this sentence to Ye Xun, who passed it to Zhuo Zhongqiu, and Jiang Luo waited for a while before Lu Youyi turned his head back around and whispered, "Ge Zhu said that the collision of the Red and White Sirens is too dangerous, so let's not get involved in it. First, we will memorize the location where the two evils collide, and then tomorrow, during the daytime, we will draw a formation on this road, so that the two paths of joy and mourning will be staggered."

Jiang Luo thinks it's feasible, "Then let's go back first?"

Lu Youyi breathed a sigh of relief, "I can finally go back."

Several people signaled to each other and were about to retreat one by one, but Lu Youyi accidentally stepped on a branch of dead wood. The dead wood made a crunching sound and snapped under his foot on the spot.

Lu Youyi stiffened as he smiled weakly towards Jiang Luo, who was closest to him, a smile that looked like he was crying, "I swear, there really wasn't this dead wood here just now."

Jiang Luo: "......"

He looked back with a dark face, and all the ghosts in the Red and White Demons turned their heads in unison, their dark, lightless eyes fixed on Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi.

Zhu Ge cried out in his heart that it was not good, and with no time to explain, he shouted, "Run!"

Jiang Luo grabbed Lu Youyi and ran away, but before he could take a step, Lu Youyi fell to the ground violently, and he also fell to the ground with him. Lu Youyi shouted, "My feet are caught in the red rope!"

Jiang Luo pulled him, and in his haste, he looked down. Lu Youyi's feet were wrapped in a piece of red silk cloth, the end of the red silk cloth was among the red demonesses, the red silk cloth was dragging them towards the red and white demons at a rapid speed. Jiang Luo let out a "f*ck" and a golden dagger abruptly appeared in his hand, he blocked the dead branches and leaves and violently slashed at the red silk.

The red silk was successfully cut by him and the two men finally stopped. But Jiang Luo looks up and realizes that they have been dragged to the middle of the red and white silk.

The water ghost was staring at them, and the female ghost was staring at them, both parties expressionless and ghostly.

Jiang Luo ："...... "Hanging out with Lu Youyi can make one unfortunate.

Stunned by this unexpected turn of events, Ge Zhu's group didn't have time to pull them down. Seeing his friends caught in the midst of the Red and White Sirens, Ge Zhu pulled out a mahogany sword from his bag with a grave expression, "The Red and White Sirens charge the road but not the people, and the people don't charge the road. Now that they see Lu Youyi and Jiang Luo, they won't care about the road. Quickly, we have to go over there and get them back!"

But as he was about to rush over, a voice as light as the wind came from behind him, "Ge Zhu, why are you still so stupid."

Ge Zhu froze, then turned blue.

He tightly gripped the peach wood sword in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand tensed up. Ge Zhu has always been arbitrary, immortal style, often happy, never angry at people. The other people have never seen him look like this, complicated in a million, as if mixed with bone-deep hatred.

Ge Zhu clenched his teeth, the sound of them knocking together like thunder exploding beside his ears.

Zhuo Zhongqiu cared, "Ge Zhu ......"

Ge Zhu tightened his grip violently and turned to stop his companion, looking coldly into the darkness of the jungle, "Ge Wuchen."

A man slowly came out of the jungle.

This person's sideburns like a knife cut, eyebrows like ink paintings, white monk's uniform is not tied and not bundled, floating like an immortal. His appearance is handsome and incomparable, even if he is a bald monk, it seems to be under the moon slightly glowing like an immortal.

Ge Zhu's hands were shaking slightly as he looked dead at the person in front of him, his voice was low and deep, "Ge Wuchen, how dare you still appear in front of me."

Ge Wuchen smiled softly, looking like a celestial figure like the sun and the moon, but speaking with a strong sense of mockery, "As my younger brother, Ge Zhu, have you fallen to the point where you need to use Taoist magic in order to subdue evil spirits?"

As if he found it amusing, he twirled his Buddha bead string and laughed out loud, "All these years, you seem to have made no progress at all. Indecisive, still clinging to what you say about everything following the heart, Ge Zhu, you're such a loser, are you going to watch your friends die in front of you in blood again?"

Ge Zhu breathes heavily.

Ge Wuchen gave him a look and turned away into the darkness.

Ge Zhu subconsciously rushed over, "Ge Wuchen, stop right there!"

Wenren even said, "Ge Zhu, don't go!"

Ge Zhu has already disappeared into the jungle after Ge Wuchen.

With his good friends suffering on both sides, Wen Renlian vaguely felt that he had fallen into some kind of trap. He said with a sullen face, "Zhongqiu, Ye Xun, you and Qi Ye go save Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi, Kuang Zheng, you and Sai Liaoer follow me to find Ge Zhu."

Qi Ye was already anxious, so he took the lead in rushing towards the Red and White Fiends. But before he arrived, the Red and White Fiends' team, together with Lu Youyi in the center, disappeared into thin air.

*

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi are being watched by these ghosts, and just as he tries to summon the runes of the Yin-Yang Ring, the ghosts slam into them carrying a palanquin and coffin.

Jiang Luo raised his hand in front of his body, but the next moment, he was unsteady and fell forward, fell down in a closed space, up and down the left and right closed, there is no light, the field of vision is pitch black, he actually went to the coffin carried by the water ghosts.

The coffin shook and the music played again as the oboe outside blew.

If he's in the coffin, then Lu Youyi should be in the sedan chair.

Jiang Luo moved and touched a cold body lying underneath him.

The space was small, and he was almost completely pressed against this body. Jiang Luo whispered, "Dude, sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll be right out."

But this position is not very convenient for movement, Jiang Luo turned around, recited the word "offense", lay down on the body and knocked on the lid.

The sound was dull and heavy enough to let Jiang Luo know how strong the coffin board was.

The thickness is estimated to be as wide as two bricks.

Jiang Luo touched the yin-yang ring.

He wasn't worried about the Zodiac not being able to bang open the lid of the coffin, what mattered was that after he got out, how was he going to save Lu Youyi and escape from this dangerous red and white demon.

With great difficulty, Jiang Luo rolled over again and felt around the body, trying to find anything that could be of use.

"A body that can make a water ghost give it a burial isn't easy by any stretch of the imagination," he muttered, "Dude, I'm sorry, but you mustn't move. It's just this little bit of space, if you move again, neither one of us will be able to move."

The body was quiet, without a single reaction.

Jiang Luo touched the body slowly.

His hand fell where it should have been at the waist of the corpse, and when it did, he touched the textured fabric of the dress. The fabric was silky smooth like water, without any wrinkles.

Jiang Luo felt along the waist to the sides and touched the body's hands.

These hands had wide palms and long fingers. Jiang Luo brushed through them one by one, again finding nothing.

But his right eyelid fluttered involuntarily.

His legs were pressed against the corpse's, and even so, he did not touch the toes of the corpse, which should have been a tall man. Jiang Luo propped himself up on his elbows and moved his hands away from the corpse's waist to its neck.

He touched the body's face carefully.

Thin lips, high nose, touching, but the corpse's lips slowly hooked.

Jiang Luo was shocked, the next moment the sky turned, he was violently pressed by the body underneath.

Jiang Luo stifled a grunt as the golden light on the Yin Yang Ring flickered for a moment, only to be interrupted in the next instant. The corpse skillfully restrained his hand, and a low laugh lurked.

The golden light that flashed in that instant illuminated the face of the corpse.

Elegant, handsome and well-traveled, who else is Chi You.

Jiang Luo's eyebrows jumped hard twice, and he had a feeling that this was really the case.

Inside the narrow coffin, the two men were folded up and down in an intimate position, most of their skin forced against each other.

The air gradually became thinner.

The coffin was still swaying, and every time it swayed, it gave Jiang Luo the feeling of floating on a boat. The sound of music was suddenly happy and sad, and the two paths of joy and mourning were actually traveling together.

Chi You has him by the chin.

The evil spirit lowered his head, and this time it was his turn to run his hands over Jiang Luo's body.

"Let me find out where I hid my heart."

Jiang Luo's hands and feet were pressed against Chi You's, and the evil spirit obscured the brunette youth's vision as he intoned with a smirk, "Well, not on the neck."

The cold fingertips slid downwards to Jiang Luo's chest. Chi You's palm pressed against Jiang Luo's heart, feeling the rattling underneath it, he said in a sudden realization, "Could it be here?"

The heart under his hand beat slightly faster, and Jiang Luo looked at him expressionlessly.

Rubbing a finger around his chin, Chi You said, "It doesn't appear to be by the looks of it."

The evil spirit's hand slowly moved to Jiang Luo's waist.

The line tightened violently at the waist, the tight and supple waist and abdomen has always been the position that highlights a man's charm. The evil spirit intentionally turned around slowly here, and his hand grasped Jiang Luo's waist side.

Exclaiming as if disappointed, "Ah, not here either."

Further down, the itch sensitized a thousandfold.

Jiang Luo raised his knee and attacked the evil spirit's abdomen. The evil spirit easily suppressed his attack, pinning him firmly underneath him, and his long fingers played an instrument as if to Jiang Luo's thighs.

"I always have to be more careful when dealing with you," Chi You sighed, "After all, Jiang always has a lot of bad ideas."

Jiang Luo looked straight at Chi You's position in the darkness and sneered, "Why don't you go die."

Chi You said, "I'm dead."

The evil spirit forcefully suppressed all the resistance of the black-haired youth and touched the black-haired youth all over his body. From his hair to his toes, he touched Jiang Luo's forehead sweating, and his face was burned into a red cloud by anger.

"I can't believe I didn't find it," the evil spirit muttered to himself as he slowly leaned over, his icy spit and inhalation spewing out like a poisonous snake next to Jiang Luo's ear, "Mr. Jiang, tell me, where on earth did you hide your teacher's heart?"

Jiang Luo's wet hair clung to his ear, and his nostrils were heavier than before as the air inside the coffin dwindled, making his chest feel tight and hot.

He calmed his breathing and calmly said, "Where do I know where your heart is."

He heckled, "Teacher, be reasonable, you're dead, what do you need a heart for?"

Chi You said, "Sharp-tongued."

He looked down at the dark-haired youth.

Unlike his lazy and casual appearance in the bathtub, Jiang Luo at this time was wrapped up tightly, revealing only a section of his neck, a section of his wrists and ankles at the most.

His face was bright red because of the lack of oxygen and anger, his lips declining in the west, and even though his face was expressionless, because of the beads of sweat on his temples, he looked as if he had just finished soaking in the hot springs.

Or like they just woke up.

But this beauty carries a poison, and the moment one rises to the slightest slackness against him, a piece of flesh will be bitten off in return.

The evil spirit reached out absently, turning to caress Jiang Luo's lower lip.

He didn't like Jiang Luo's unruffled appearance today.

He remembered the look on Jiang Luo's face when he was forced to lie on the glass table in the middle of the hotel after he was controlled by the Harmony Charm.

A look like that would have been more pleasurable to him than this.

Let him think about what he did that day.

"When dealing with Mr. Jiang, one must always guard against being bitten back by you," said the evil spirit, "with such sharp teeth, I am curious as to what it looks like. Oh, yes, I've searched all over Mr. Jiang's body, but only in your mouth; my heart, is it hidden here by you?"

He spoke slowly and methodically, his fingers forcefully intruding inside Jiang Luo's lips.

Jiang Luo bit down hard on his lip, but it was like biting on a stone, underneath the softness of the surface was a hard texture, and Chi You's hand still reached in without moving.

*

Chi You touched Jiang Luo's teeth once.

"Still nothing," the evil spirit sighed, a hidden smile hiding under the pity, "where on earth did you hide my things."

He withdrew his hand, Jiang Luo had already passed his angriest moment, his nostrils blazing, a thin mist steaming. But his expression held ice, and he looked at Chi You with cold eyes, "There's still one place you haven't looked."

Chi You raises an eyebrow, "Where?"

Jiang Luo said, "You're too close to me."

Chi You slowly braced himself some.

Jiang Luo frowned in disgust and said, "Farther away."

It's like he just wanted a reason to simply drive away the evil spirits.

Chi You smiled again and backed away a bit.

As expected, the black-haired youth's expression stretched a bit. But as the nasty evil spirit was about to close in on him again, he suddenly gave a start and turned to look, "Hm?"

Only the two yellow talismans on the coffin lid were firmly glued to his back.

At the beginning, in order to prevent the corpse in the coffin from swindling, Jiang Luo puts two ghost fixing talismans on the lid of the coffin as a precautionary measure. The talisman won't last long against Chi You, but at least it has a few seconds to spare.

That's enough.

Jiang Luo pulled his hands out of Chi You's grasp with all his might, and the first thing he did was not to escape from the coffin, but to slam his fist ferociously into the evil spirit's handsome face.