Is the little old lady a leisure ghost or a matchmaker ghost? This is a question, and it is a big question.
Wang Xu didn't dare to make a decision rashly, but he thought he could give it a try, just in case she was really a matchmaker ghost.
With an idea in mind, Wang Xu strode to follow.
Sensing his arrival, the little old lady stopped, turned her neck 360 degrees, and looked at him with cloudy, lifeless eyes.
The moment their eyes met, Wang Xu stopped moving forward, and neither party made any move.
One second, five seconds, ten seconds
After a long silence, Wang Xu began to circle around the little old lady, looking at her outfit.
With her pointed-toe shoes, dark blue shroud, red gills on her face, and her hair tied back, she looked a bit like a matchmaker.
Wang Xu walked around in a circle, looking at the appearance of the little old lady. The little old lady also turned her neck in circles, looking at him blankly.
After a brief silence, Wang Xu moved, clenched his fist with his right hand, and strode towards the little old lady.
The little old lady also moved. The red gills on her face seemed to become even redder, and maggots were crawling on her rotten cheeks. She walked towards him with small steps.
The two sides are two meters apart, which is a distance of three steps. Even at the speed of an ordinary person, they can get close to each other in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, Wang Xu swung his fist forward, with the center of his fist downward, and went straight towards the little old lady.
The little old lady was not slow and stabbed out her palm as well, with her nails forward and her palm upward, running towards Wang Xu.
quiet!!
Wang Xu's fist stopped in front of the little old lady, still maintaining the movement of taking action.
The little old lady's hand stopped under Wang Xu's hand, still maintaining the palm movement.
snap
Wang Xu loosened his fist, and five coins-like spiritual stones fell on the little old lady's palm.
The little old lady bent even lower, with a ferocious smile on her face smeared with red gills, and she nodded and bowed to Wang Xu.
"Go quickly, you crazy woman, don't keep the officials waiting."
With a wave of Wang Xu's hand, he was like Lu Tiha who had defeated all the enemies in Guanxi, and like Ximen who had taken a fancy to Pan Jinlian and urged Wang Po to go and pull the strings. He really had no one to spare.
The little old lady took small steps and walked with a strong wind, and went straight to the compound of the deep house of the wedding ghost.
dong dong dong
Knock on the door here, and after a while, someone from the other side answers.
It is strange to say that there is a clear hierarchy among supernatural beings. In the past, a top-grade ghost like the little old lady would never dare to come forward when meeting a top-grade ghost like the Wedding Dress Ghost.
Today is different from the past. The little old lady was half-leaning against the door, pointing at Wang Xu for a while, and then pointing at the ghost in the wedding dress. Her aura seemed to be stronger than the ghost in the wedding dress.
The wedding dress ghost glanced at Wang Xu through the red hijab, played with the wedding dress coquettishly, turned around and left shyly.
The little old lady hurriedly followed her. She didn't know what she said to the wedding ghost. She walked out of the courtyard quickly and pulled Wang Xu inside.
The little old lady's hands were cold and very strong. When she grabbed his wrist, it was like being clamped by iron pliers.
Wang Xu struggled twice but failed to break free, so he could only let the little old lady pull him in.
When they got to the hall, the ghost in wedding clothes sat at the top and didn't answer when he came in.
The little old lady also let go of her hands, sat on the chair next to her and looked straight at him, her cloudy eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.
"Ahem"
Wang Xu coughed twice, suppressed his embarrassment, and said: "My wife, Wang Xu, is here to conclude a contract with the girl. If there is anything inappropriate, please bear with me."
High-level supernatural beings are no longer the same thing as low-level, muddleheaded supernatural beings. Some of them can even think and practice.
For example, Mr. Corpse, his existence can be regarded as a supernatural existence from the beginning, but he is not a teacher in the college yet.
Although Wang Xu didn't know how intelligent the Wedding Dress Ghost was, he was certain that it was definitely not incapable of communication.
Being silent does not mean that you cannot speak or have no intelligence. It may also mean that you do not want to speak and cannot arouse the interest.
silence
The ordinary opening remarks received no response from the wedding ghost, and the atmosphere was somewhat silent for a while.
Wang Xu was extremely embarrassed. Although he was not the first brother, he was not an experienced Hua Cong expert either. He really didn't know how to continue the conversation.
hiss!!
Sensing that the wedding ghost was a little agitated, the little old lady pinched Wang Xu hard.
This time, he took a breath of pain. You must know that the little old lady was not a living person. She did not act lightly or harshly, and almost tore his flesh off.
Otherwise, considering the overall situation, Wang Xu really wants to yell, why don't you strangle me to death?
However, he finally endured it, because he could see that the situation of the ghost in a wedding dress was a bit bad, and it seemed that he had reached the edge of endurance.
"what to do?"
Wang Xu gulped, chatting awkwardly on a blind date, not pleasing to the eyes, is there any chance to make amends?
Of course, there are many people who have awkward conversations, and he is just one of them.
There are so many people in the world who have low emotional intelligence, are ugly, short, fat, and can't speak. How do they get wives?
Wow!
Wang Xu said nothing, opened the storage ring that his family had equipped for him, and poured it out with a loud crash.
Spiritual stones, many, many spiritual stones.
Since the age of cultivation, spiritual stones have been linked to currency, cultivation, wealth, and status.
Medicinal pills + heavenly materials and earthly treasures + spiritual stones are recognized as the first method of cultivation and the only step for advancement.
Treasures from heaven and earth are rare, elixirs are poisonous, and spiritual stones that can be used as currency and assist in cultivation have become everyone's favorite little sweetheart.
Sure enough, seeing a large number of spiritual stones falling on the ground, the slightly impatient wedding ghost regained his patience, just like a blind date girl who was impatient with her face and wanted to wave her sleeves away. When she saw the man's Maserati key, she regained her patience.
He sat down reluctantly.
"Damn it, why don't you stop? Are you trying to drain me dry?"
The spiritual stones fell to the ground with a crash, and every time a hill was piled up, the hill would disappear without a trace.
In just half a cup of tea, Wang Xu poured out millions of spiritual stones, but the ghost in the wedding dress was still not satisfied.
Wang Xu's face was a little dark, and he was thinking to himself, would he meet a gold digger?
One million, two million, three million
The spiritual stones keep falling to the ground, playing the most beautiful music in the world.
Wang Xu's face turned completely dark. He was reincarnated in the Wang family, the top family in the 243 territory. He had accumulated many spiritual stones since he was a child.
During festivals or other festive occasions, he has never spent the spiritual stones given by his elders. According to his estimation, he has at least 20 to 30 million yuan, which is comparable to a poorer person with a fifth-level transformation.
This is a small aristocratic family where the divine monk is in charge.
Now it’s great, all the gifts are done. Is this a ghost in wedding clothes or a ghost worshiping money? Are you so greedy? Is it possible that the ghost in wedding clothes is also a new era woman from the 21st century?
Ding
The last spiritual stone fell to the ground. Wang Xu, who had completely dried up, reluctantly smiled at the little old lady.
The little old lady turned her head and looked directly at the wedding ghost.
The ghost in wedding clothes sat at the top. After hesitating for a while, he took off the bracelet from his hand and handed it over.
The little old lady smiled even more happily, took the bracelet and put it on Wang Xu, then untied her red rope, tied one end to Wang Xu's wrist, and the other end tied the wedding ghost's hand.
Wang Xu looked puzzled, could this be the case?
It shouldn't be. Although he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs running away. The ghost monk signed a contract with the corpse, which will allow the two to connect with each other and borrow all kinds of incredible powers. How come he doesn't feel anything.
The little old lady didn't care about his questions, but stood up and went outside.
Wang Xu wanted to follow up and ask, but as soon as he stood up, he was grabbed by the Wedding Dress Ghost and pinned down on the chair again.
The Wedding Dress Ghost didn't say anything, just sat on the chair like that, holding his wrist with one hand.
Wang Xu looked down and saw that the Wedding Dress Ghost's hands were beautiful. He had always thought the Wedding Dress Ghost was a ghost before, but judging from the touch of her hands, she might be called the Wedding Dress Ghost.
Of course, the name of the corpse in wedding clothes is definitely not as beautiful as the ghost in wedding clothes. Regardless of whether she is a corpse or a ghost, she should still be called a ghost.