The Object Always Wants to Dig My Grave

Preview of "Qing Leng Xian Shi Her Snake Heart" The flower of the high mountain is full of feelings. The archeology professor (Si Wan) × the scheming and crazy female ghost in the dank tomb (Sheng Zhen) Si Wan, a leading figure in the archaeological world, never believed in ghosts and gods because she was afraid of ghosts and the dark. Until one time, he entered an ancient tomb and accidentally disturbed the innocent souls inside while digging. The so-called night with dark moon and high wind is the time to kill people. A female ghost in gorgeous clothes with disheveled hair climbed onto her bed. The female ghost smiled softly, and the sound echoed in the room like a silver bell, but it was still scary under the night. A hand as cold as ice gently climbed onto the sleeping woman's shoulder, and in the other person's ear, her breath was cold, and her bright red lips opened slightly. "You haven't dug me yet, so I came to find you." But he didn't expect that Professor Si, who was always cold and inhumane, would be so angry. Half asleep and half awake, a slap hit it on the face. Female ghost:... Don't I want to lose face... The female ghost did not scare anyone, but she lay beside him and slowly fell into memories. Ah Wan is still so willful. When Si Wan woke up, she looked at the extra people around her and kicked them silently. But her feet didn't touch anything real, and the man wasn't kicked out of bed. "Good morning." The ghost greeted her. Si Wan:...... Si Wan:! ! ! This made her hold her forehead, her brain ached, and she became even more silent. Si Wan was afraid of the female ghost who appeared next to her, so she kept a cold face and pretended not to see her. But she didn't expect that her behavior would cause the female ghost to wander around in front of her with great interest. So Si Wan bought incense the next day and wanted to worship the female ghost away. Of course, these three incense sticks are not enough for a thousand-year-old ghost. Others felt that Professor Si had become very talkative these days, and they didn't know who provoked her. He also discovered that Si Wan had secretly touched the Taoist priest Tanqian who he believed to be a swindler. "How much does it cost to keep her?" Si Wan pointed at the ghost beside him expressionlessly. The female ghost wiped away her tears, looked at her and accused her. "Ah Wan is turning his back on me. I'm so sad." The Taoist priest, dressed in yellow, stroking his goat's beard, looked excited. "Madam, this is the best. I can buy it with money." At this moment, Si Wan suddenly felt unhappy again. "I won't sell her." The female ghost hid behind Si Wan and made a "real" face towards the Taoist priest. "Stinky Taoist." It wasn't until Si Wan's insistence that everything in the tomb was excavated, and everything inside was about her. The person the female ghost really missed was her... Si Wan started to feel moved, there were two tablets, the other one was hers... —— —— ! ! ! Stop saying that the author did it because he has not met a "good man". The author does not need such cursed expectations. Open your eyes and look, this is Lily! Two heroines! The author has the right to let the man in this article die! Purpose: Be willing to help others and welcome a better life