typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

44. There is no good meaning

The gloomy voice was not loud, but it sounded very scary, especially on this night of the Ghost Festival, when ghosts were summoned. Even if it was heard in the ears, one could still feel the slightest chill. Ge You

Ming felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her body immediately began to tremble uncontrollably.

"who!"

Ge Youming shouted to embolden herself, then turned around and saw a pale face on her shoulders, and a pair of dark eyes with no whites visible were looking at her.

"ah!"

Suddenly seeing the ghostly appearance of the other party, Ge Youming was startled, screamed, and quickly dodged back. But behind him was Yang Junwen, who was told not to take three steps away from him. As soon as he stepped back, he bumped into Yang Junwen.

Yang Junwen fell to the ground together.

Yang Junwen was a little confused. He didn't know why Ge Youming bumped into him. He was about to ask, but when he raised his head and saw Ge Youming's figure, he was so frightened that he could not make a sound for a long time, but his mouth was wide. This was exactly

Although the Yujing that appeared in her dream was slightly different from the dream, it was roughly the same. It just looked a little more thrilling, but the fear from the bottom of her heart was the same, and it was more serious than in the dream.

It doesn't matter what he imagined he would be like after seeing him or how he should deal with it. Now he just hopes that the other party will leave immediately, as far away from him as possible. If he has doubts in his heart, just have doubts. He now

He didn't want to ask anything, and he didn't want to hear the other person's answer.

He was speechless, but Yang Junwen could still move his hands and feet. He bent down very quickly and hid himself behind Ge Youming. Ge Youming told him not to leave the distance of three steps in the past few years, although he seemed to be

It is not safe around Ge Youming, but at least there is a barrier so that you don't have to face Yu Jing's ghost directly. A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. Ge Youming is now dressed as a Taoist priest, and Yang Junwen actually learns and uses it.

Yu Jing came to Ge Youming again like a shadow, leaned down and asked again: "Are you looking for me?"

Yu Jing's voice was not loud, and there seemed to be a hint of teasing in her tone, but Ge Youming did not sense the slightest hint of a joke, especially since Yu Jing's disheveled hair kept dripping water on her face.

A hint of coolness penetrated Ge Youming's heart along his skin, making him tremble in the cold.

Fear was followed by anger. Ge Youming waved the copper coin sword in his hand and looked at Yu Jing, driving Yu Jing away from him. Then he patted the rocky ground and stood up, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, and gave another blow.

She looked confident and said sternly: "How dare you tease me, you brave girl? Let me ask you, are you Yu Jing?"

Yu Jing laughed like a ghost, "You called me out two or three times. Who do you think I am?"

"Are you really Yu Jing?"

Ge Youming looked at Yu Jing again under the moonlight. The clothes that did not cover her body were a bit tattered. The skin exposed outside the clothes was as pale as her face, and her long wet hair was spread in front of her.

, the exposed facial features were stained with wet blood, which looked eerie no matter how you looked at it. As for whether it was Yu Jing, he had never seen it before, so he could only look back at Yang Junwen to confirm.

"Tan Xuan, why can't I record it again?" The female ghost was obviously not far in front of me, but there was no female ghost in the camera. There were only two old men in the picture, one facing the air.

He was on guard, hiding behind and panicking, and Xiao Di's mood suddenly became bad.

Tan Xuan laughed and said jokingly: "Because it knows what to look at and what not to look at."

"roll!"

The two of them were bickering, but Su Cheng and Yang Yumin in front of them were completely dumbfounded at this time. Although one of them had invited ghosts and the other had pretended to be ghosts, this was the first time they had seen ghosts with their own eyes. They were afraid, panicked, and didn't dare

He couldn't look away after looking at it for a long time. He wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. He was afraid of attracting the attention of the female ghost. The old man stood there with a crying face and a grin on his face, not daring to move even half a step, but his heart was filled with regret.

The female ghost Yu Jing smiled sadly at Ge Youming, "If you don't recognize me, don't the people behind you also recognize me?"

Yu Jing looked past Ge Youming and asked Yang Junwen behind him, who almost transformed into an "ostrich": "Brother Yang, do you still recognize me? I have met you many times in your dreams. You

You probably haven’t forgotten me.”

Yang Junwen buried his head deeper and replied tremblingly: "I recognize it, I recognize it, of course I recognize it."

Yu Jing combed her wet hair, looked happy, and continued to ask: "Then tell me, am I beautiful now or when I was alive?"

How could Yang Junwen dare to look at Yu Jing, but he was well versed in the ways of the world and was very experienced in answering this kind of question, "They are all beautiful, they are all beautiful."

"Why, you didn't even look at me. Your answer was too careless." Yu Jing shook her hair unhappily, causing water droplets to fly everywhere, and then shouted: "Look up and look at

I."

Yang Junwen didn't expect that flattery would be useless at this time. He didn't dare to face her in his dream. Now that her orifices were bleeding, he didn't even dare to look at her. He lowered his head and shook it vigorously, "No, no!"

"Raise your head!" Yu Jing's voice suddenly became sharp and harsh, as if she was annoyed by Yang Junwen's attitude.

"Why are you howling?" Ge Youming, who was caught in the middle, was angry. Ge Youming first patted Yang Junwen with the token in his hand, "Yang Junwen, get up, you don't have to be afraid of her, I'm here.

She can't do anything to you. Aren't we here just to find her today? We are here to negotiate, so don't lose morale."

After Yang Junwen stood up again, Ge Youming shouted to Yu Jing again: "Yu Jing, I can't tolerate your arrogance in front of me, so quickly put away your bluffing tricks. I'm here to find you today.

I just want to ask you something clearly. Just answer my questions truthfully. After the matter is completed, I will ask Yang Junwen to burn more paper money and clothes for you. Our yin and yang are separated, so in the future, the water in the well will not interfere with the water in the river."

"Are you ordering me?" Yu Jing stared into her dark eyes and asked sternly. Before Ge Youming could answer, she cursed again:

"You idiot, don't you know what day it is? Today is the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, the Ghost Festival, and the gates of hell are wide open. It is the day when the undead from the underworld come home. You called me here to answer your question. You

Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Ge Youming's face darkened, and she shook the copper coin sword in her hand, "Yu Jing, please speak carefully. Although the door to hell is wide open today, you only need to answer a few questions from me. I won't waste much of your time. I won't."

It will affect your return home. I advise you to cooperate obediently, and none of us should waste other people's time."

Yu Jing glanced at the magic weapon in Ge Youming's hand, and her tone did not weaken at all, "It doesn't matter if I cooperate or not. Is this what you call the attitude of not violating the river? A few talismans detained me.

, isn’t he just planning to use his power to overwhelm others?”

"Hmph!" Ge Youming sneered, "Since you know everything, I won't beat around the bush with you. You'd better be more sensible, otherwise it won't be good for anyone if you lose face." Yu Jing also laughed.

It sounds good, but it's not as nice as Ge Youming's, and it's so sinister and annoying.

"As expected of the helper Yang Junwen hired. He was so arrogant towards me at the beginning, and now the Taoist priest he hired is also so rude to me. Then I have to ask clearly now, what are you going to do if we break up?

What about me? I'm already dead, how can you still make me unable to become a ghost?"

As she spoke, Yu Jing shook her hair, and her disheveled hair covered her cheeks, revealing only the red eyes behind her. Then she raised her arms and stretched out her white hands, saying nothing at all.

Be prepared for a big fight.

Ge Youming raised his brows and snorted coldly, "I don't know how to show appreciation. Do you have to endure some hardships to cooperate well?"

Seeing Ge Youming's arrogant look, Tan Xuan couldn't help shaking his head at the side, "I'll go, who do you think you can make friends with? Why do you have such an attitude when you are asking for help? Is this a habit of being arrogant? Or do you think that the earth

By hanging around them, you don't intend to do anything good, you are just looking for trouble."

"Tan Xuan, you said they are going to take action? Is that the female ghost about to suffer? I just want to see how other people get rid of ghosts. I guess they will look more handsome than your punching and kicking ones." Xiao Di heard this.

Tan Xuan's words immediately cheered her up. Only a spectator would not think it was a big deal.

Yang Yumin turned her head aside and ignored their conversation. These two people were so annoying, especially Tan Xuan. She wanted to crush him to ashes. It has been two days, and her face has not swollen. She has been beaten for two days.

I don't dare to put foundation on my face, and every time I put on makeup, I feel like I'm being tortured.

Tan Xuan glared at Xiao Di, "Look at you, don't talk nonsense."

"Why?" Xiao Di asked dissatisfied, curled his lips, and asked disdainfully: "I praise others for beating ghosts better than you, and you are still not convinced? Bah!"

Tan Xuan did not argue with Xiao Di, but explained seemingly unintentionally: "Today is a special day. We are not the only ones watching the excitement. You can easily cause trouble with your unobstructed talk."

"You mean..." Xiao Di was startled. Of course she understood what Tan Xuan meant, and turned around to look around.

Tan Xuan grabbed Xiao Di, put his hand on her shoulder, preventing her from turning her head greatly, and whispered: "Don't move, don't look around, just pretend you haven't seen anything, sit still."

"But..." Although Xiao Di just turned his head and glanced, his peripheral vision had already seen many shadowy figures on the river bank behind him, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Tan Xuan pulled Xiao Di's neck, interrupted her words, and continued to warn: "There is nothing wrong with it. Normal people can't see those things. Your aura was affected last time. I don't know why it took so long."

They haven't fully recovered yet, so that's why you see them. If you don't see them, there's nothing wrong with them. Those things don't know that you can see them. As long as you pretend to be nonchalant and don't make any noise and don't provoke them, everything will be fine.

.Today is different from the past. They only come out with permission. If you get into trouble by being rude, I won’t be able to stand up for you."

Xiao Di grinned, "Do they also love to join in the fun? Didn't the person just say that they all go back to their respective homes today? How nice it would be to stay at home..."

"The ones who have homes go home, and the ones who don't have homes wander around. It's nothing to make a fuss about. You don't need to be afraid of them..."

As Tan Xuan was talking, Xiao Di pushed him hard.

"Hey! Look, they are fighting."


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next