Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

If you don't take the usual path, then take the dark path.

Yan Qishan left for the second time, and he had already been mentally prepared, and he only missed Qin Liuxi's advance, but it was Wen Fulin and Zhang Hua who had suffered so much that they were silent and strange.

They didn't expect that the road Qin Liuxi was going to take was a ghostly road, which was more terrifying than the ghostly face on Zhang Hua's back.

Especially when they were walking, they were stopped by Qin Liuxi. When they stopped, those strange ghosts rushed towards them like wolves seeing meat.

If it weren't for Qin Liuxi, the little evil god of the underworld, I'm afraid that a few strangers would be torn to pieces.

"Why don't you go?" Zhang Hua shrank his head and screamed.

Qin Liuxi was so annoyed that he screamed all the way, sealed his mouth, and said: "What are you going to do? Do you want to die if you block the way and miss someone's auspicious time?"

What do you mean?

There was a burst of joy.

Yan Qishan looked over curiously, and saw a string of red lanterns popping up on the other side of the Yin Road, he couldn't help but let out a yell.

"Here, is this a ghost marriage?"

Wen Fulin trembled and took a look. Although he was also curious, he was even more troubled by his friend's tone. Why do you say you are so excited?

By the way, where did he recite the Confucius saying silently just now?

Oh my god, the ghost on the opposite side pulled out its entire tongue and twisted the flower rope in its hand.

Wen Fulin swallowed his saliva incessantly. This is what his old friend said he would never forget, and it was an opportunity to learn a lot. It was indeed true. He would never forget this adventure until he died, but it doesn't matter if the experience is not long.

The wedding procession soon approached.

"Bow your head." Qin Liuxi said to several people.

Yan Qishan hurriedly pulled his friend and bowed his head behind her.

In the lead, a bridegroom officer riding a paper horse came up to him, jumped off the horse, and bowed to Qin Liuxi: "Thank you, my lord, for making way."

"A happy marriage for a hundred years." Qin Liuxi closed his eyes.

The bridegroom smiled even more happily, and said: "I accept your good words."

Zhang Hua couldn't help looking up, the hideous bridegroom smiled, he was even more terrifying like a ghost, and as he raised his head, the little ghost carrying the sedan chair looked over in unison, his face was white and red, his lips were red and his cheeks were red, and he was extremely stiff , and all grinned at him.

Boom.

He was finally stunned to the ground.

The ghosts are staring at each other, and some people fainted. This is the best moment for possession.

Just when they were about to move, Qin Liuxi looked over.

The ghosts are afraid.

Scared. Scared.

Can't they go?

The wedding procession quickly disappeared into the night sky, Qin Liuxi looked at Zhang Hua who had fainted on the ground, and said disgustedly: "Trouble."

Wen Fulin looked at this son-in-law with a complicated expression.

On the one hand, he felt that he was self-inflicted, and on the other hand, he felt that he was a little happy after passing out, at least he no longer had to be afraid of this road.

"You, come over here." Qin Liuxi randomly clicked on a ghost, which happened to be the ghost who was turning the flower rope with his tongue.

"My lord, Nong called uh."

"Put your tongue back in before talking, get on him, and walk to the end for him." Qin Liuxi said in disgust.

"Come on."

The tongue ghost stuffed his tongue, threw himself on Zhang Hua, and stood up unsteadily.

Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan: "!"

"I want to faint too." Wen Fulin's voice was hoarse.

Yan Qishan pinched him hard: "Bite your tongue and hold back. If you faint, you won't know whether the upper body is male or female."

Qin Liuxi said with a half-smile: "Don't think it's good to be upper body to walk this way for you. Being upper body is full of yin, and it's easy to be weak. Of course, if you want, I don't care .”

Wen Fulin: No, I don't want to!

The group of people continued to move forward, and the tongue-severing ghost who got on Zhang Hua's body became a chatterbox, constantly teasing Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan to talk.

"I've been dead for so long, I've forgotten what body warmth is like, it's so comfortable."

"This man is in good shape, but he is a little smelly."

Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan turned their heads to take a look, seeing him groping around and putting his hands in his crotch, their faces darkened immediately.

"The figure is good, but this bird is a bit unsatisfactory, not as big as when I was born."

Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan: "!"

Is this what they want to hear?

But the reality is, they listened all the way, all the meat and vegetables, until they appeared in front of Zhang's mansion, the two of them finally felt relieved.

Wen Fulin was in a trance, looking at the Zhang Mansion in front of him, he actually arrived in less than an hour.

So fast.

But it's also bad.

He looked at Zhang Hua and sighed, this son-in-law is over.

It was destined to be a restless night for the Zhang family.

From the time when Zhang Hua, who had joined the Wen family, appeared at night with a ghostly appearance, to the bright lights in the main courtyard, and the heart-piercing cries and sharp curses of Mrs. Zhang, everyone in the Zhang family was shocked. People tightened their necks and closed the doors and windows tightly, not daring to ask nonsense.

And in the second half of the night, several carriages came out of the corner gate of Zhang's house, left the city gate, and headed for the ancestral grave in the suburbs.

Zhang Hua held Zhang Zhe's tablet at the foot of the mountain and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, kneeling up to his grave with a big painted face.

"Young Guanzhu, if he does this, will my son really let go of his grievances and be reincarnated?" Mrs. Zhang stared at Zhang Zhe with hatred in her eyes, wishing to cut him alive.

"Since he asked so, of course he will." Qin Liuxi yawned.

Mrs. Zhang started to cry again, her poor son, she knew that her Zhe'er died unjustly, but because there was no evidence, she didn't want to think that he died like that, and he has never been reincarnated.

When Zhang Hua came to Zhang Zhe's grave, he passed out due to exhaustion.

Mrs. Zhang would not let him have a good time, so she directly asked the servants to pinch the blood in his body and wake him up.

Zhang Hua looked at Qin Liuxi: "I did it."

Qin Liuxi didn't talk nonsense with him, took the silver needle, and directly scratched the sore on the ghost face on his back, chanting the Supreme Wonderful Sutra to Transcendence.

Zhang Zhe's resentment gradually dissipated as the scriptures flowed out, until the scriptures were finished, he jumped out from Zhang Hua's back, and he was like a young nobleman dressed in fancy clothes when he was a child, and knelt in front of Mrs. Zhang and Master Zhang It came down: "The son is playful and willful, and the son is not filial."

Mrs. Zhang's heart was pierced like a knife, and she cried bitterly.

Master Zhang also had red eye circles, and looked at Zhang Hua with sharp eyes.

Zhang Hua lowered his head and grabbed the mud on the ground. He could feel that the sores on his back were not as painful as before, but why couldn't his heart be realized.

Qin Liuxi watched a ray of light appear in the sky, and said: "It's almost dawn, it's time to go, when the sun comes out, your soul will be weak."

Wei Xie had already appeared, and as soon as he saw her, he muttered: "Run out for a day, and call me to work again."

"Shut up and send him away."

Wei Xie immediately fell silent and leaned lazily against a tree.

"My son is leaving." Zhang Zhe kowtowed three more times to Mrs. Zhang and the others: "I will repay your kindness in the next life."

Mrs. Zhang cried so hard that she watched Zhang Zhe walk up to Wei Xie, disappear and completely passed out.

Qin Liuxi recited a section of the Sutra of Rebirth, and in the void, a golden light of merit fell into her altar.

The sun rises in the east.

Its daybreak.

see you~