The second floor of the villa, with the master bedroom facing southeast.
Lin Feng came to the door, opened the door slightly, and then squatted down to observe. He Fenni leaned on it and also looked at the situation inside the room.
On the rosewood couch in the center of the bedroom, a man wearing white clothes and white trousers was lying. He had a high forehead, a long braid on the back, and a full beard, but his expression was particularly leisurely.
On the side of the couch, a woman in ancient costume wearing a khaki robe was kneeling on the floor, clenching the mallet with both hands, and helping the man to massage his legs.
From a distance, the scene looks quite harmonious.
But the next second, the man in white started nagging the woman: "Yajuan, haven't you eaten? Why don't you have any strength?"
"Oh~" The woman known as Yajuan gritted her teeth and gradually exerted her strength with her hands, looking particularly obedient.
After knocking her legs in silence for a while, the man in white saw that Yajuan was bored like a gourd, so he asked her in a long tone: "Why don't you talk?"
"I have nothing to say."
Hearing this, the man in white was very unhappy. He immediately stood up and lectured: "A woman must obey the three virtues and the four virtues: obey her father at home and obey her husband when married. Do you know that?"
"I know~" Yajuan lowered her head and did not dare to refute.
The man in white fell back on the couch and asked again: "Then do you know what you did wrong?"
"I...I don't know." Yajuan's tone was trembling, knowing that she was about to be beaten by this man to vent her anger, so she immediately closed her eyes.
Sure enough, the man in white picked up a wooden stick as thick as his arm in his right hand and hit Yajuan on the head.
The woman couldn't help but scream, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly.
The man knocked again and then shouted: "What were you talking about just now?"
"I didn't say anything." Yajuan said bitterly, lowering her head and not daring to refute the man she regarded as the backbone of the family.
"Just because you didn't say anything!" As he said that, the man pinched Yajuan's right cheek and twisted it, and got angry for no reason: "I went out to find a woman to relax, but as soon as I got home, you looked sad and didn't say anything.
He said, as if he was very unhappy, you must want to ask me where I have been, right?"
"No, it's not!" Yajuan squeezed out tears, but she still didn't dare to resist, so she had to endure it silently.
Seeing this, even He Fenni was filled with anger. She broke into the house ahead of Lin Feng and shouted inside: "That's enough, stop it!"
The sudden appearance of the two people aroused a burst of surprise from the man in white. He let go of his hand and looked over, shouting dissatisfied: "Who are you? I beat my wife, what does it matter to you?"
"You beat your wife when you were alive, and you beat your wife after you die. You are the most useless man in the world!" He Fenni pointed at his nose and yelled.
Yajuan, who was standing behind the man in white, nodded involuntarily to express her little thoughts.
"Hey, who are you? Do you know that I am the Grand Master of Jiupin County? How dare you dare to challenge me?" The man in white clothes put his hands on his hips and looked particularly arrogant.
He Fenni wanted to continue, but was stopped by Lin Feng, who looked at the male ghost up and down and asked disdainfully: "What's your name?"
"I don't want to change my name in business, and I don't want to change my surname in my life, so I can cut it off with a knife!" The man in white gave Lin Feng a blank look, put his right hand in front of him, and gave a big thumbs up.
"The name is weird and weird, and the shape is weird."
"Little thing, you dare to call me ugly? If I don't give you some color, you don't know how high the sky is?" Zhan Beng Dao gave Lin Feng a fierce look.
From the moment he entered the door to the present, Lin Feng determined the opponent's strength. He was just a late second-level ghost who was not focused on practice. He Fenni could easily take him down even if he exerted a little force.
"Miss Yajuan, do you want to get rid of the constraints imposed on you by your husband?" Lin Feng did not rush to take action, but asked this submissive woman.
Zhan Beng Dao was particularly concerned about his wife's thoughts and quickly turned around and asked her: "You tell me. Can you leave me? If you leave me, what else can you do?"
Being coerced and lured by Zhan Beng Dao, Yajuan felt a little hesitant.
She is the thinking of the Qing Dynasty, adhering to the principle of marrying a chicken and following the chicken, marrying a dog and following the dog. Once she marries someone, no matter how wilted or dirty the other person is, she will not dare to refute, let alone leave casually, otherwise
That is, she does not abide by the ways of women and is despised by the world.
But being bullied by this man in every possible way all day long, Yajuan also suffered a lot. She looked at Zhan Beng Dao in fear, then turned to look at Lin Feng, and muttered incompletely: "I...I
think."
"What did you just say?" Zhan Beng Dao stood on tiptoes and stared at Yajuan arrogantly.
"No, I mean, I don't want to leave you!"
"This is right!"
Zhan Beng Dao smiled proudly, then turned back to stare at Lin Feng and asked: "It is difficult for an upright official to take care of household affairs. Only relatives have the right to take care of my household affairs. Who do you think I am?"
He Fenni rushed to ask this time: "Miss Yajuan, tell me quickly, who are we to you?"
"Brother? Sister?" Yajuan said uncertainly, but there was a hint of timidity in her eyes.
"Did you hear that, old ghost? I'm your relative now!" Lin Feng couldn't help but sneered when he found the reason to fight the ghost.
Between the lightning and flint, a blue-level ghost-suppressing talisman was shot out of the air, suppressing Zhan Bengdao's ghost body. Immediately, Lin Feng kicked him to the ground and stomped on the opponent's face.
"Damn it! Even if I beat my wife, you have nothing to do when you are full." Zhan Beng Dao wanted to use his strength, but suddenly found that he was no match for Lin Feng. He subconsciously panicked: "You...
.Who the hell are you?”
"From the moment this contract takes effect, this villa, including you and your wife, belongs to me. Do you see clearly?" Lin Feng took out the house purchase contract and showed him one of the clauses.
He Fenni also laughed and agreed: "A Feng is right, your ghost life is also ours!"
"You!" Zhan Bengdao's whole body was tense, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't break free. Veins were pulsing on his forehead. After he relaxed his strength, he turned to Yajuan and begged for mercy: "Wife, please let go.
He let me go, I was the wrong wife!"
Yajuan was a kind-hearted person. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "You two, how about... let's forget it?"
"No!"×2
Lin Feng and He Fenni spoke in unison, and their tone was particularly strong. This made Yajuan hesitate and did not dare to talk anymore, but there was an inexplicable pleasure in her eyes when she looked at Zhan Beng Dao at the moment.
"Brother, eldest sister! Let me go, I really know my mistake." As if he had foreseen the fate that would follow, Zhan Beng Dao begged for mercy.
"What a beautiful thought, I will save you now."
"No, don't—!"
Before Zhan Beng Dao could speak again, Lin Feng cast a spell to seal his mouth, and then joined forces with He Fenni to forcibly save the old ghost.
After the salvation was over, Lin Feng clapped his hands happily, and then looked back, only to find that Yajuan was already hiding in bed, crying and trembling all over.
"Ani, how should she deal with it?"
"Don't overdo her yet."
He Fenni stopped Lin Feng and went to comfort Yajuan alone.
Half an hour later.
After losing her husband, Yajuan felt deeply worthless after being taught by He Fenni that she had suffered all her life with Zhan Beng Dao and was still bullied by him every day after her death.
She learned from the painful experience and determined to cheer up and live out the remaining one hundred years of her life.
In fact, Yajuan's heaven is full, with three thick roots. Such a ghost appearance means that the Yin life span is at least more than a hundred years, and it is basically impossible to survive. For the time being, she can only let her slowly finish this long time.
.
However, as residents of the same villa, the two made an agreement with Yajuan and asked her to move to the auxiliary bedroom on the west side that night.
At noon the next day, Shrubi called as scheduled.
After learning that Uncle Ying had returned to Hong Kong, Lin Feng left everything behind and rushed to the shop in Kowloon.