Chapter 233 Lost Journey Haunted

Nangong Zhili pulled the beggar's hand, put it on his back, and said with a salivary face, "Let's beat her a few times to calm down first!"

The beggar wants to beat him, but he may not be able to relieve his hatred by killing him. On the contrary, his hand hurts. It's better to strangle him directly. She grabbed Nangong Zhili's neck viciously and pinched him with all her strength. How deep is this hatred? The creaking sound of the muscles and bones on Nangong Zhili's neck is enough to prove everything.

After about seven or eight minutes, if an ordinary person should almost die, the beggar felt that his men had no breath and reaction, and he was secretly shocked. Wouldn't he die?

Let go of his hand and look at him. Seeing that his face was pale and his warm body gradually cooled down, the beggar's hand shrank, and the six gods muttered, "Why don't you resist? Why don't you resist? Just waiting for me to strangle you? You big stupid, big stupid... If you don't get up, I'll break up with you!"

There is still no movement.

The beggar panicked, shook him all the time, crying and laughing: "Get up! I haven't asked you why you played the quack and talked like that! I also want to ask you, since you have already sneaked into the prince's mansion, why didn't you tell me? Why did you make me suffer so much! Why do you hide it from me? It's hard for me to escape, and you still have to send me to the palace. Don't you want to piss me off?

The beggar beat and cried. He was motionless like a stiff body.

The beggar is tired, and there is still nothing in his nose.

After a long time, the beggar's eyes were blank and her hair was messy. She cried, "You have been beaten by thousands of knives, I can only let you go to the ground."

After saying that, he used his hands and stones as tools and dug a pit more than one meter long. It took a lot of effort to curl up his long body and put it in. He squeezed out two more drops of tears and sprinkled it on his face and said in a distracted way: "If such a beautiful face could be able to transplant skin and organs for the benefit the world! What a pity!"

After saying, he sighed: "People are bound to die, but like you, it is still the first case in ancient and modern times that people have not yet completed their ambitions and have been strangled by women first! Poor, poor!"

The woman looked at it with tears for a few minutes and slowly sealed the earth: "Go into the earth for peace! I didn't mean to. Don't come to me! Don't see each other again in your next life! I will remember your anniversary and burn paper money for you!"

Buried Nangong Zhili, the beggar deliberately cut two holes in the grave and said, "You love freedom, and I have also experienced the feeling of losing freedom. I'm not a wolf and inhumane, so... Although you once made me lose my freedom, I don't want to care more about you anymore. Go all the way! When you have nothing to do, you can come out to breathe and go back to the black wood cliff to have a look, but don't come to me. You can entrust your dream to Mrs. Han and ask her to raise a pigeon to send me a letter..."

When everything was finished, the beggar looked blankly at the pile of loess. Suddenly, he felt confused and stood up straight and didn't know where to go.

She walked around like that, and finally arrived at a humble inn in the evening.

I touched my body and didn't bring any money, so I had to sneak in and stay for a night.

But this hotel is so open that there is no gap to sneak in.

The beggar sighed from afar, and he could only use some special means when he was at the end of the road.

After rubbing and lighting a fire on the stone for most days, the pine in his hand had a half-star firelight. She quietly put it on the wood stack behind the hotel. When the smoke came out, she shouted, "It's on fire!" It's on fire!" When she saw the panicked shopkeeper and several guests rushing out, she flashed into the hotel, found a room that looked very remote at the west end and lived in.

Lying softly on **, he thought that it would be better for the owner not to come to check the house later, otherwise he would be exposed.

Meimei slept for a while. After all, she was not at ease. After an hour or two, she woke up again. It was late at night and the room was dark. She sat up and wanted to find a fire twist to see if there was anything to eat.

After touching it for a while, it seemed that I felt a soft and tough thing with warmth.

She was shocked, took a sip of saliva, and dared to touch it again. Unexpectedly, she was a person!

She said harshly, "Who!"

No one answered, only heard the intermittent, swallowing moaning: "I'm thirsty... I'm hungry..."

The beggar doesn't have anything to eat and drink, and he can't even take care of himself. Can he still take care of the lonely ghost?

How can this be good? If it can be killed, it can't be killed, and this soul will haunt people!

The beggar was at a loss when a white arm grabbed her and said, "Water..."

The beggar was so scared that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven and screamed sadly.

The messy footsteps sounded, and the trembling voice of World War II came from outside the door, as if to say to another person: "You are advanced..."

Another person: "You first..."

Later, probably two people knocked open the door at the same time and saw all kinds of messy beggles. Several people who came over were scared and trembled. It took a long time to find their tongues and dare to ask, "Are you... a person or a ghost?"

The beggar's heart is extremely hypoxic, sweating on his forehead, and his upper and lower lips trembling: "Of course I'm a human... Just now... I saw a ghost begging for water..."

Dian Xiaoer confirmed that she was a human, patted her chest, and exhaled, "There are many ghosts in this room. Whenever I hear your cry, I hurried over, and I'm so angry! You are the only one alive..."

The beggar shouted sadly, why did he choose a haunted house? Immediately, I felt lucky and came back with my life.

The beggar looked at his feet under the torch, and there was nothing. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Obviously, there is an arm scratching me..."

The shopkeeper looked at the beggar and said doubtfully, "Why are you looking at the face... I didn't see you come in."

The beggar stubbornly said, "I walked a long distance, thirsty and tired, and there was no entanglement on my body. Just now, when I saw you put out the fire, I came quietly."

The store's second child looked at several people and said, "So it is! The first person in this room, like you, was desperate and sneaked in. That night, he was thirsty and hungry but did not dare to come out to beg for food, and then he was breathless! Many people who have lived here have suffered accidents. Only you have survived. Maybe he will pity you!"

The beggar sweated coldly and begged, "Shopkeeper, please, I dare not expect such pity... Change a room for me, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"

The shopkeeper said, "Look at your life, I'll find another room for you!" But you have to leave early tomorrow morning!"

The beggar quickly agreed. When I came to the new room, I didn't sleep well in the middle of the night. The next day, I thanked the shopkeeper and embarked on a journey of nowhere to return.