Seeing this scene, Mo Yuan immediately put away his ferocious expression and put on a sad look, "Why didn't you wait for me? Do you know that I rejected Prime Minister Feng's legitimate daughter for you and made my mother angry to death?"
The old lady wanted to fight back, but her hands softened when she heard this, "I...I don't know who you are...!"
"Yue'er, can't you be more careful? I go to the river every day to peek at you. Isn't it obvious?"
"You...are you Fenghua?"
"Okay! I refused to marry for hundreds of years because of you. Not only did you marry someone, but you also had a mistress named Fenghua." Mo Yuan was so angry that he punched the old lady several times.
The old lady's restless heart was ready to move, and she felt a little guilty for no reason.
Mo Yuan played the domestic violence man vividly, punching left and right.
The more he beat, the more angry and angry he became. Suddenly, he punched the old lady's chest. The smell was overwhelming, and the tip of the fist was cold and sticky.
Suddenly, ghosts screamed everywhere.
Mo Yuan still didn't stop, rubbed cinnabar powder on his hands, and beat the old lady until she was left with only a skeleton, no skin, and broken limbs.
"Fuck! How come I recognized the wrong person!"
As soon as these words were spoken, black smoke erupted from the old lady's body and dissipated in the night sky.
Shancha and the two children were happily kicking their legs on the rocks, holding their stomachs with their hands. The three mothers' movements were surprisingly consistent.
Xuanyuan Li raised the corners of his mouth, picked up the tea cup and drank slowly.
Yang Qing'er was so angry that her face turned red and her neck thickened, "Mo Yuan, you are the master of Nether Palace after all, why don't you care about your face?"
"Ah!"
Mo Yuan sneered, "The ladies from the hidden family have come out to pick up second-hand goods. Why shouldn't I seduce the old widow?"
"You are despicable!"
"You're mean!"
"You are shameless!"
"You are shameless."
"Qing'er, don't mess around." Li Ru walked out with a smile and smiled at Shancha, "You won the first game...!"
"Second scene, I'm here." Shan Hai interrupted Li Ru and cupped his hands, "Mrs. Yang, please enlighten me."
"Okay!" Li Ru raised the corners of his mouth, smiled sinisterly, formed seals with his hands, and recited a spell in his mouth, and gray mist surged from all directions.
The bare rocky land turned into a forest, and a large house appeared in the forest, with blue bricks and red tiles, and the courtyard wall was two meters high.
There are two stone beasts placed at the door, and two evil ghost paintings are pasted on the vermilion door.
A white lantern is hung on the left and right sides of the gate. A black horizontal plaque is hung in the middle, which reads the evil spirit mansion.
The mansion is very grand, but it has a spooky atmosphere, surrounded by black mist.
Shan Haiqi calmly spoke, "Look at people and their faces to know their nature. Looking at Tao and Dharma is like looking at people's hearts.
I didn’t expect that the dignified Yang family would raise evil spirits for ten generations, which really gave me a lot of experience.”
When Yang Qing'er saw someone ridiculing her mother, she immediately rushed out, "Old immortals, if you can't break into the polar haunted house today, you will all die here today. Who would know that our Yang family has raised evil spirits for ten generations."
"Miss Yang, please be careful what you say." Youxiao said with a smile, "Every time I go on a trip, this Valley Master invites three or five friends to gather together. There are quite a few people coming to Wanku Mountain today."
When Li Ru and her daughter looked up, they saw a dark group of people sitting on the top of the cliff. They included the Liu family of Yaochi Mountain and many people from the Eight Sects.
There are also many monks and Taoists, and the most frightening thing is that there are also a few storytellers."
Seeing this scene, Li Ru wanted to die. Yang Mingshu valued face. If he knew what happened today, he would never spare their mother and daughter.
Yang Qing'er was so frightened that she turned pale. Even though she was the glamorous Miss Yang outside, in fact her father didn't like them and only doted on the bitch Liu Xuan'er.
If it hadn't been for my grandfather's help, my father would have driven them out of the Yang family.
She was afraid of her father from the bottom of her heart, and she was also afraid of losing her identity as a young lady of the Yang family.
Liu Ruihua, the young master of the Liu family, squinted his eyes to watch the excitement, reached out and patted You Xiao on the shoulder, "You called me over in a hurry just to let me come over to see these two vicious women?"
"how do I say this?"
"Li Ru and Yang Qing'er have kind faces and vicious hearts, and they do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, killing innocent people and using living babies to refine ghosts.
Yang Mingshu did not dote on his wife and daughter, but only his concubine Liu Xuan'er. Although Li Ru and her daughter were very popular, their life in the Yang family was worse than that of a concubine.
My father said that Yang Mingshu was not a good person. The reason why he kept his wife and daughter was just to let them bear his bad name.
More than ten years ago, Yang Qing'er beat to death a Yinming woman to refine a blood evil spirit. After the incident was revealed, Yang Mingshu almost beat Yang Qing'er to death in front of everyone.
Yang Mingshu helped the woman with a bad fate to return her yang, and the matter was over. The world said that Yang Mingshu was benevolent and righteous, and that his wife and daughter were vicious.
The evil thing refined by Li Ru and her daughter has been helping the Yang family."
While the two were talking, Li Ru had already waved her flag. She knew that now that the situation had come to an end, Yang Mingshu could only accept more powerful immortals so that Yang Mingshu could let their mother and daughter go.
As soon as the flag was waved twice, the gate of the house opened, and an old man in his sixties or seventies came out.
The old man's body was hunched over, his face was full of wrinkles, he had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, his skin was gray-green, and his eyes were as white as dead fish.
Behind him stood sixteen children of two or three years old. These children were all purple and blue, and their mouths were full of fangs. Their little feet were more than a foot above the ground, and their bodies were floating in the air.
At this moment, Shanhai had murderous intentions towards Li Ru and her daughter, "Mrs. Yang, if you use the baby to refine the ghost child, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"They are all lonely ghosts taken in by my wife. She took them into the haunted house because she was afraid that they would go out and kill innocent people indiscriminately.
This lady is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, so how can I get retribution?"
"Ah!"
"Guitongsha is evil and vicious, but extremely loyal. It only listens to the orders of the person who refines it. If you can command them, it proves that you are the one who refines it.
The Yang family is such a reclusive family, as long as I don’t die today, I will let the world see the true face of your Yang family.”
"Old immortal, stop talking nonsense. As long as you get through the haunted house, you will win. If you can't get through, just leave your body to feed the ghosts!" Yang Qing'er was so angry that she lost her mind and shouted like a madman.
Call.
Li Ruye sneered and waved the flag.
The two ghost boys opened their mouths and threw themselves towards the mountains and sea with strange smiles.
"It's a little trick." Shan Hai raised his lips disdainfully, and took out two yellow talismans, directly hitting the bodies of the two ghost boys.
The two ghost boys didn't even have time to scream, before they turned into black smoke.
"Bold." The old man guarding the gate shouted angrily, stretched out his claws and reached towards the gate facing Shanhai.
"I've always been very courageous." Shan Hai raised his foot and kicked the old ghost in the stomach.
The old ghost was kicked out. He was standing in front of the door. As he flew, his body knocked the door wide open.
The moment the door opened, countless hidden weapons and arrows shot over.
The old ghost was pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows in the air, and his body turned into a pool of blood, dripping on the ground.