Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (68)
Bai Weiwei stared at him for a while, something seemed to flash in her eyes.
There was a struggle in her expression, then she finally revealed a sad smile, “Little Gege, take me to the Taoist Temple, my uncle is there.”
The Taoist Temple was a terrible place for the current Ji Yongchuan.
What’s more, there is the presence of Bai Wen.
To go would mean no return.
Even so, Ji Yongchuan was faint and tender, “Good, I’ll take you there.”
The Taoist Temple was at its peak incense burning hours.
People came and went, and there was vigorous human qi everywhere.
For ghosts, it was a place to avoid.
After Ji Yongchuan came here, every breath of the air was pained, as though his lungs were cut by a knife.
Nevertheless, since Bai Weiwei wanted to come back, he accompanied her.
At the Taoist Temple’s gate, she suddenly said: “Little Gege, wait for me, I’ll be back soon.”
Ji Yongchuan’s steps paused, he looked at her somewhat reluctantly.
His red eyes were filled with deep love, beneath the shallow floating sunlight, he had an illusory beauty.
He gently put her down, and quietly said, “Go.”
Bai Weiwei quickly entered the Taoist Temple, and turned back, “You have to wait for me, ah. You’re not allowed to go, hear me.”
Ji Yongchuan stood at the gate, the wind blew, and his red robe rustled like flames.
Yet he stood upright, lonely and bleak.
He saw she refused to go, waiting with wide opened eyes for his answer.
Ji Yongchuan smiled helplessly, “Won’t go, I’ll wait for you.”
Tomorrow was the last day of the ghost month.
If he wanted to see her in the future, he wouldn’t be able to.
In this remaining time, he was really reluctant to leave her.
Bai Weiwei heard his answer, and showed a happy smile. Then she quickly ran into the Temple, her figure vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Ji Yongchuan fondly watched her back.
Even after she had left for a long time, he still stared foolishly.
Bai Weiwei rushed to the place Bai Wen was closed cultivating, without thinking much she bounded into a kneel on the ground.
She knelt too urgently, and sucked in a breath with a hiss from pain.
“Tongzi, this floor is really hard.”
The system coldly harrumphed, “Not as hard as your heart.”
Bai Weiwei: “?”
Tongzi has recently been eating explosives at the boundary line——
Bai Weiwei cleared her throat, then with a screeching voice she wailed and Roared.
Bai Wen’s door was almost shouted down.
Like an elongated sob.
Bai Weiwei beat her heart and, howled: “MY UNCLE AH~”
As if with the next sentence she would die so miserably.
It was simply connected seamlessly.
Passerbys one by one glanced over.
Bai Weiwei saw that Bai Wen was indifferent, intending to stay behind the closed door and not bother with her.
So she ran to borrow the manager’s megaphone, and yelled at his door.
“UNCLE, ARE YOU GOING TO ABANDON ME? YOU’RE MY ONLY REMAINING RELATIVE, YOU’VE TAKEN THE FAMILY’S PROPERTY, NOW THAT YOU’RE DONE YOU WON’T RECOGNIZE ME?”
Passerbys one after the other condemned him.
Bai Weiwei couldn’t help it, Bai Wen had a strange fixation on closed cultivation,
Anyway, he didn’t close cultivate until he felt it was enough, even if a bomb was thrown outside he wouldn’t respond.
What was even more frightening was that if he didn’t open the door, no one could get in.
Under Bai Weiwei’s sonic torture, Bai Wen finally opened the door with a stinking face, “What’s the matter?”
Bai Weiwei was sitting on the ground and looked up at him.
“Uncle, do me a favor.”
Bai Wen furrowed his brow, and suddenly reached out to open her bangs. In the middle of her forehead, the pattern of a Bi’an flower was revealed.
This was something that only appeared after the ghost king sacrificed.
Bai Wen thought of something, and his face tangled, “Ji Yongchuan came with you?”
Bai Weiwei: “He’s here.”
He unexpectedly knew that this business had something to do with Ji Yongchuan.
Bai Wen’s expression chilled, “What do you want me to help you with.”
Bai Weiwei’s eyes lit up, “Help me, catch Ji Yongchuan.”