Zhou Hai's face was still calm, but his eyes were filled with love and hatred. He stared at Shunyu and bowed to him. He raised his head slightly. He had a bright red oil umbrella, a fair neck, and a charming smile. Why did he feel familiar with him inexplicably? He seemed to have seen him before?

"It's really rude to let Brother Zhou wait for a long time. He finally escaped because the teacher was trying to endorse the letter. I hope he will forgive me."

Shunyu said softly, but it felt different when he heard Zhou Hai's ears. It was so good that the word "escaping" made people feel sorry for him.

"I'm afraid that the old man is doing something, I'm here!" I couldn't help but stretched out my arms to embrace him, but Shun Yu was nimble and he smiled, "Respect, someone will see it, or we can say something privately and keep these guards away."

He handed over the red umbrella, and he was tall and strong enough to block the two of them.

These words were heart-wrenching! Zhou Hai stretched his eyebrows and took the umbrella. Seeing that Shunyu was indeed closer to him, his thoughts churned in his heart, and turned his head to shout at the guards: "Go outside the garden gate, wait, I will not disturb you if I have no orders."

The four and five guards were a little hesitant, but Zhou Hai was glaring at him with a strong eyebrows and sharp eyes. He had to take three steps and take two steps to retreat.

There was no idle person in the garden, so Zhou Hai asked Shunyu: "Where is the injury on his hand? I brought a box of old ginseng to stew it for you to nourish your body."

"I always have to be punished by my teacher when studying, so it's great!" Shunyu shook his head and turned his back to him and refused to show it to him.

"Why are you afraid of being embarrassed?" Zhou Hai shook his head and asked again: "Don't go on the Lantern Festival, but I never stop thinking about you day and night. My classmate Yanhong said he wanted to see you several times, but you just refused. Why?"

"Do you see I want to get this object back?" Shunyu showed him the jade ring held in his palm: "I didn't play enough, of course I can't see you. I'll pay you back when I see you, right?"

"You are so smart, but you are also stupid." Zhou Hai sighed: "If you want it, I won't give it to you? As long as you speak, I will bring you all the mountains of gold and silver, and I will pick the stars and moons in the sky!"

"You are stupid." Shunyu burst into laughter, and the corners of his lips gradually became charming. Zhou Hai looked obsessed with an infatuation, and he was not enough to see him.

"What do you think of me like this? Is there something wrong?" Shun Yu angrily said to him and looked down at himself.

"Why do I think you look more and more familiar? You look like a person, but you have forgotten where you have seen it." Zhou Hai murmured, reaching out to lift his sharp jaw, rough thumb, and gently rubbing the two watery lips, as tender as green and red.

Shunyu stretched his waist and let him grind it back and forth with his fingers. Look at me, I look at you, and your eyes gradually become lingering.

Suddenly, the young man smiled and was cold. Zhou Hai didn't have time to grind it carefully. His thumb was already hurting sharply and he quickly retracted. However, he saw four teeth biting marks on his fingers. He tried very hard, and the skin was broken, and blood beads rolled out.

"You?!" Zhou Hai looked surprised, not knowing what the boy intended.

Shunyu picked up the jade ring and put it into his thumb without any effort. He bit it: "This jade is a top-notch product. If it is bleeding, it will be spiritual. Whether it is a ghost Yin or an immortal, they will always bless you and me for a long time."

Zhou Hai was so passionate about his thoughts that Zhou Hai only smiled: "Don't you like this jade ring? Take it and wear it, don't give it back to me."

"I don't want it." Shun Yu retracted his hand, clenched into a fist, and hid behind him, and gritted his teeth while retreating: "I don't have enough evil energy to the objects used by the dead, and I will be retaliated by him."

Zhou Hai was about to laugh at him for believing this, but when he met Shun Yu's sudden strange expression, he was stunned: "I always feel like you are like a person, but she is it?"

Five years ago, the whole family was killed by Tian’s mansion. He also went there and abused Miss Tian Wu with his father. It was a stunning beauty, and the taste was still hard to describe.

And the boy in front of him looked very much like her.

"You are afraid you are spiritual." The rain surrounds the fog like smoke, blurring Shun Yu's expression. Zhou Hai took two steps forward, intending to look him carefully, but heard a scream: "Who is there?"

Zhou Hai looked back in a reflexive manner and saw that in the distance, at some point, a woman wearing a pomegranate red flower-sprayed cotton dress with a green lotus silk stands sideways, her hair bun is half crooked and half slanted, messy, and she is covering her face and crying.

Zhou Hai was shocked. His clothes... were stripped off from Miss Tian Wu one by one. To this day, there was still a smooth touch after rubbing silk in the palm of his palm, just like a woman's silky skin.

He was a little dizzy for no reason, and he took two steps back without realizing it, covering his chest with his hands, only to feel that his heart was like a rock and it was difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw the woman rushing towards the old corridor column and rushing with force. Suddenly, blood flowed, splashing everywhere.

A scene happened five years ago again. At that time, he was still a teenager. With his father, he was greedy for beauty and lust, and never saw a woman so decisive. After a while, he felt terrified when he thought about it.

The empty garden, the broken walls and walls, everything will not arise, there are beauties with tragic tragedy, and the grudges will not spread.

It seems that the Gate of Hell is probably like this.

"We are evil here, let's talk around..." Zhou Hai was already sweating profusely, and turned his head to La Shunyu without possession.

Then how could it be Shunyu? The net scarf and jade hairpin are not there, the black oily hair is hanging down, the expression is like ice and frost, and the eyes are even more hatred. Why is the woman who died of a slamming into the pillar in a blink of an eye?

"Who are you?" He spoke loudly, but he sounded a little and hoarse, and his throat was burning with a burning pain.

"It's really a noble man who forgets things." Shun Yu laughed in anger, and his words were full of cruelty: "Miss Tian Wu's eyes are full of people's city and country. She has always kept her own self-disciplined and cherished her beauty. Your father and son ruined her, making her die miserable and unyielding grievances difficult to overcome."

She raised her hand to wipe off the leucorrhea from her lips, biting the blood that oozed out, and demanding her life word by word: "Although it's a bit late now, I'm here, you all will not be able to live in peace."

"Come to save me!" Zhou Hai was so scared that he shouted loudly while retreating, wanting to run away, but his legs somehow were as soft as mud, and his magnificent body fell straight back, but when he heard the loud "bang", mud splashed and water flew, and a red umbrella fell.

The guards all had mastered martial arts and had long heard the movement. They picked up their swords from the garden gate and rushed over quickly.

But Zhou Hai fell on the ground, his whole body was spasm, his mouth was whispering, and he was talking nonsense. Looking at Shunyu, his hair was messy, his clothes were not tidy, and his face was frightened.

My family is always erratic, and Long Yang is always so fond of love, so it is no wonder that several guards hurriedly stepped forward and helped them up. One of the leaders picked up the red oil paper umbrella on the ground, handed it to Shunyu, and asked for the reason.

Shunyu shook his head and said that the prescription was still fine. He didn't know why he fell to the ground and said crazy. He was afraid that some chronic disease would recur, so it was better to take it to seek medical treatment earlier.

The leader knew that his master had indeed suffered from epilepsy five years ago, and he no doubted that it was there. The group rushed away in a hurry, and the drizzled drizzle was as dense as weaving. Soon, his flickering back blurred into a cloud of smoke, and disappeared.

Shunyu stood there again, then he tidied up his clothes and walked slowly towards the corridor with an umbrella. The bright red on the corridor column was shocking. Two people flashed out of the shadows, one was Meisun, and the other was an old man selling wonton chickens. The guard beside his father when he was alive was named Tian Rong.

Meixun was still wearing women's clothes. Tian Rong carried a bucket of clear water in his hand. Shunyu explained: "Uncle Tian cleaned up the pigment and could not see any redness. Meixun took off the clothes and handed them to Uncle Tian together with this red umbrella, and all the ashes were destroyed."

The two of them agreed with their heads. Then Shunyu walked towards the school. While tying up his hair, he took a jade hairpin biting from his mouth, inserted it horizontally, and then put on the net scarf.
Chapter completed!