If you don’t take the ordinary path, then take the dark path.
This was the second time that Yan Qishan left, and he had already been mentally prepared. Moreover, he only missed following Qin Liuxi, but the hardship was engraved in the bones of Wen Fulin and Zhang Hua.
They didn't expect that the road Qin Liuxi was going to take was a ghost road, which was simply scarier than the grimace on Zhang Hua's back.
Especially when they were walking, Qin Liuxi stopped them. As soon as they stopped, those ghosts with strange dead shapes pounced towards them like wolves seeing meat.
If it weren't for the fear of Qin Liuxi, the little evil god of the underworld, a few strangers would have been torn to pieces.
"Why don't you leave?" Zhang Hua screamed, shrinking his head.
Qin Liuxi was annoyed that he was screaming all the way, so he sealed his mouth and said, "Why are we walking? Do you want to die if you block the road and miss someone's auspicious time?"
What does it mean?
There was a burst of joy.
Yan Qishan looked over curiously and couldn't help but let out a sigh when he saw a string of red lanterns appearing at the other end of the Yin Road.
"Is this a ghost marriage?"
Wen Fulin trembled and took a look. Although he was also curious, he was more troubled by his friend's tone. Why are you so excited?
Damn it, where did the Confucius saying he memorized silently just now go?
Oh my god, the ghost opposite actually pulled out the entire tongue and turned the rope around in his hand.
Wen Fulin kept swallowing his saliva. This was what his old friend said was an unforgettable and a chance to gain experience. It was indeed true. He would never forget this adventure until his death, but the experience was not long-lasting.
The wedding procession soon arrived.
"Lower your head." Qin Liuxi said to several people.
Yan Qishan quickly pulled his friend and lowered his head behind her.
The leader, a groom official riding a paper horse, had already walked up to him, jumped off his horse, and bowed his hands to Qin Liuxi: "Thank you, sir, for making way."
"A happy marriage for a hundred years." Qin Liuxi closed his eyes.
The groom smiled even more happily and said, "I accept your good wishes."
Zhang Hua couldn't help but look up, and saw the ferocious groom's official smile, which was even more terrifying than a ghost. And as he raised his head, the little ghosts carrying the sedan looked over, with white faces, red lips, and red cheeks, and they were extremely stiff.
, and all grinned at him.
Boom.
He was finally frightened and fainted.
The ghosts and monsters are watching eagerly, and some strangers have fainted. This is the best time to possess someone.
Just when they were about to make a move, Qin Liuxi glanced over.
The ghosts are afraid.
Scared. Scared.
Can't they just leave?
The wedding procession quickly disappeared into the night sky. Qin Liuxi then looked at Zhang Hua, who was unconscious on the ground, and said in disgust: "Trouble."
Wen Fulin looked at this son-in-law with a complicated expression.
Firstly, I felt that he had brought it upon himself, and secondly, I felt that he was somewhat happy after he fainted, at least he no longer had to be afraid of this road.
"You, come here and get upper body." Qin Liuxi randomly clicked on a ghost, and it happened to be the ghost who turned the flower rope with his tongue.
"Sir, please call me uh."
"Put your tongue back before you speak, get on top of him, and walk to the end for him." Qin Liuxi said disgustedly.
"Okay."
The tongue ghost stuffed his tongue into Zhang Hua's body, then stood up unsteadily.
Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan: "!"
"I want to faint too." Wen Fulin's voice was hoarse.
Yan Qishan pinched him hard: "Bit your tongue and hold it in. If you faint, you won't know whether the person who got on you is a man or a woman."
Qin Liuxi said with a smile but not a smile: "Don't think that it's good to be taken on your behalf. Being taken over has some yin energy in the body, and it is easy to be weak. Of course, if you want to, I don't care.
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Wen Fulin: No, I don’t want to!
As the group continued to move forward, the tongue-destroying ghost who had taken possession of Zhang Hua became a chatterbox and kept teasing Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan.
"I've been dead for so long that I've forgotten what body warmth feels like. It's so comfortable."
"This guy has a good figure, but he smells a little bit."
Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan turned to look at him and saw that he kept groping on his body and even put his hand on his crotch. Their faces suddenly darkened.
"The body is good, but this bird is a bit unsatisfactory. It is not as big as when I was alive."
Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan: "!"
Is this what they want to hear?
But the reality is that they listened to all the meat and vegetables, and it wasn't until they appeared in front of Zhang's house that they finally felt relieved.
Wen Fulin was in a daze. Looking at the Zhang Mansion in front of him, he actually arrived in less than an hour.
So fast.
But it’s easy to suffer.
He looked at Zhang Hua and sighed, this son-in-law was finished.
This night in the Zhang family is destined to be a restless night.
From the time Zhang Hua, who had married into the Wen family, appeared at night with an unnatural ghostly appearance, to the bright lights in the main courtyard, and Mrs. Zhang's heart-wrenching cries and sharp curses, everyone in the Zhang family was shocked.
People tightened their necks, closed doors and windows tightly, and did not dare to inquire blindly.
In the second half of the night, several more carriages came out of the Zhang family's corner gate and headed out of the city gate to their ancestral graves in the suburbs.
Zhang Hua held Zhang Zhe's tablet at the foot of the mountain and began to kneel three times and nine times, kneeling up to his grave with a big painted face.
"Young Master, if he does this, will my son really turn away his resentment and be reincarnated?" Mrs. Zhang stared at Zhang Hua with hatred in her eyes, wishing to chop him alive.
"Since he asked so, he will naturally do it." Qin Liuxi yawned.
Mrs. Zhang started crying again, her poor son. She knew that her Zhe'er died unjustly, but she was suffering from the lack of evidence, but she didn't expect that he died like that and he had not been reincarnated.
When Zhang Hua came to Zhang Zhe's grave, he fainted due to lack of physical strength.
Mrs. Zhang would not let him have an easy time, and directly asked her servants to pinch his penis and bleed, so as to wake him up.
Zhang Hua looked at Qin Liuxi: "I did it."
Qin Liuxi didn't waste any time talking to him. He took out a silver needle and scratched the ghost-faced sore on his back, chanting the Supreme Miao Sutra to transcend.
Zhang Zhe's resentment gradually disappeared as the scriptures flowed out. When the scriptures were finished, he jumped out from Zhang Hua's back, still looking like the young nobleman in fine clothes, and came to kneel in front of Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang.
The answer came down: "My son is playful and willful, but my son is unfilial."
Mrs. Zhang's heart was cut by a knife and she burst into tears.
Mr. Zhang also had red eyes and looked at Zhang Hua with sharp eyes.
Zhang Hua lowered his head and scratched the mud on the ground. He could feel that the sores on his back were not as stinging as before, but why couldn't he put his mind into practice?
Qin Liuxi looked at a glimmer of light appearing on the horizon 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 away for a day, and if you call me again, it's just work."
"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 her heart broke. She watched Zhang Zhe walk up to Wei Xie and disappear, completely fainting.
Qin Liuxi recited a section of the Rebirth Sutra, and a golden light of merit fell into her spiritual platform in the void.
