Lan Min didn't know if the evil spirit was in the coffin, but he knew that as long as he called the evil spirit's name in the bamboo building, it would appear.

When his wife is in danger, it is a husband's instinct to protect her.

【Why】

The white-haired young man was still in His arms just now, so intimate. His warmth was still there where His heart was, and there was still the faint fragrance left by His dark fingertips. He personally said that he was willing to be with Him.

Why everything has changed.

The melted and then solidified gold in the statue's eye sockets reflected the heartbreaking scene in front of him.

The white-haired young man lay weak and boneless on the strange green coffin, calling her husband's name tenderly and lingeringly.

[jealousy jealousy jealousy]

The statue tried its best to stretch out its fingertips, and the white-haired young man's hanging hand was right in front of his eyes.

When did the change begin? The statue hated its wooden head, it was so stupid.

【Caught】

From such a short distance, the statue could even feel the body temperature of Lan Min's fingertips.

He wanted to question him and demand answers.

But in such a short distance, His hand could not move forward.

The temperature dropped at some point, and the windows slammed shut.

Lan Min rested her face on her arm, squinting her eyes and looking at the dark fingers of the statue so close at hand. He kept scratching, but he couldn't reach him.

Lan Min was amused by this funny scene.

The evil wind brought by the evil spirits ruffled his hair and left its mark on his cheeks.

Every time it writes a word, Lan Mo pronounces the word.

"Dear... dear, I... here... don't... want... to... smile... for... Him." After Lan Min finished reading, the smile on his face not only did not disappear, but became deeper.

For Lan Min, evil spirits during the day cannot appear in front of him, nor can they directly touch him.

But in the eyes of the idol, between him and Lan Mo, there is an evil ghost.

The evil spirit drew a ghost realm and covered Lan Min. It shamelessly used the wind to tease Lan Min's hair, blocking him and Lan Min.

At this moment, God suddenly figured out why Lan Mo's attitude towards Him changed.

Because He answered the wrong question.

"Did you kill my husband?" When the white-haired young man asked Him in a nice voice, He made a mistake.

【To make up for】

He should have nodded at that time. But it didn't matter, as long as he killed his husband, the white-haired young man would invite her again.

The idol thought.

Lan Min lowered his eyelashes and looked dimly. The evil ghost was writing on his face again. It was asking Lan Min why he came to this house.

This house seems to be a taboo. Beishan doesn't want him to come, and the evil spirits don't want him to come either.

"I think..." Lan Min stopped talking after uttering two words.

Lan Min stared at his fingers, and for a moment, the fingertips of the statue touched his.

Is it an illusion?

Then, Lan Min's finger was touched again. The statue's body seemed to be warmed by the agitated emotions. His fingertips were hot, and invisible sparks burned when the two fingers touched.

Lan Min couldn't help but raise his head, looked at the statue, and understood that he had broken through the evil ghost's blockage, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The statue stared at Lan Min's fleeting smile, its golden eyes pulsating like flames, and the curse seal engraved on the dark statue came to life completely.

He pressed forward suddenly, and the ghost realm shattered silently.

"My dear, I threw away the key. Who kicked the door open for you..." The evil spirit was still questioning his wife, and he was enjoying the fun. The beautiful wife seemed to be forced by its successive questions and didn't know how to answer.

A blush rose on his cheeks and he fell into silence.
Chapter completed!