Chapter eight hundred and nineteenth I am not his clumsy
After the two parties greeted each other, the atmosphere finally became much more harmonious.
Why is the atmosphere harmonious? Because it doesn’t rain all the time.
However, the little girl Fu Yuechi, except to say thank you to He Xie, remained silent. She looked gloomy and doubtful about life.
It’s understandable…
"He Daxia, you said that the evil ghost has been surrendered by you, so where is this evil ghost now?" After a brief greeting, Fu Qingfeng asked.
"Come with me." He Xie smiled, knowing that they wouldn't be relieved if they didn't let them see the real ghost.
But guess what?
Hey, there is a real ghost. Isn’t this a coincidence?
When He Xie opened the lid of the coffin, the stone corpse visibly trembled. His dark green eyes looked at He Xie and then at the head surrounded by a circle around the coffin.
This...why are you still watching?
Everyone was startled by the ugly appearance of the stone corpse, and all exclaimed, looking horrified.
"It's really a ghost!" Fu Qingfeng took a breath, "Was it the one that was doing evil before?"
He Xie nodded: "Yes, that's it."
The stone corpse glanced at He Xie faintly.
"It's so abominable!" Fu Qingfeng felt ashamed and annoyed when he thought about the way his group had been frightened by it and how they were running around in confusion. Especially when he thought about his sister being scared to the point of peeing, he gritted his teeth even more.
Canglang!
She actually drew her sword.
The stone corpse had a clever idea and sat up from the coffin.
"oops!"
Everyone was so frightened that they all jumped back.
He Xie hurriedly comforted the stone corpse: "Lie down, lie down, I'm scaring you."
"Gegege..." The stone corpse made a strange sound in its throat. Listening to this tone, it seemed a little aggrieved.
He Xie stared, and the stone corpse's eyes flashed with green light, and he immediately lay back.
He Xie turned around and smiled at the frightened people: "It's okay, don't be afraid, it's very well-behaved."
"..."
good?
"Why didn't Master He destroy it completely?" Fu Yuechi glared at the coffin bitterly and said.
This was the second sentence she said to He Xie.
He Xie looked pitiful and pitiful: "God is good at reviving people. What's more, this ghost was also a poor person before it was alive. After it became a ghost, it never harmed anyone."
This is not nonsense. There are eight coffins here, which happen to belong to the same family. They are all neatly arranged. I don’t know what grudge the person who killed them has against this family. He killed someone and put a soul-calming charm on each coffin.
, so that they will never be reincarnated, and they will be suppressed to the point of losing their souls.
This stone corpse also retained its soul because of some wonderful changes after its transformation. However, unlike other zombies, it did not condense evil energy, and its IQ was only at the level of a child of three or four years old. It is not good to say that it is good.
Not wrong.
He Xie briefly explained his speculation and finally said: "I plan to ask it about its grievances and then save it and reincarnate. This can be considered a meritorious deed."
Everyone showed admiration, clasped their fists and said, "What a great hero, we admire him for his compassion!"
The stone corpse in the coffin had a blank look in its eyes. Apparently, although it understood what He Xie said, it could not remember what He Xie said.
However, it could sense that this person had no ill intentions toward it, and it couldn't defeat him and didn't dare to offend him.
"If that's the case, then..." Fu Qingfeng was about to say something, but at this moment, she suddenly heard the sound of a horse neighing outside the villa. She was stunned and looked over cautiously.
"Is there someone else coming?" One person frowned, "Miss, what should we do?"
Fu Qingfeng was a little surprised. After thinking for a while, he hurriedly confessed to He Xie: "He Xie, we have some unavoidable reasons and it is inconvenient to meet outsiders, so..."
He Xie was very understanding and nodded: "Girl, please help yourself. I will handle it if someone comes."
Fu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly clasped his fists: "Thank you, Master He, for your understanding."
After thinking about it, Fu Qingfeng added: "He Daxia being alone in a deserted house will inevitably arouse suspicion. Why don't you ask your roommate to stay with you and pretend to be a couple, so as to deceive others."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised.
He Xieruo looked at Fu Qingfeng thoughtfully, "This little girl is quite thoughtful, just like your career line."
"Okay." He didn't refuse.
"Sister, I..." Fu Yuechi was a little anxious.
"Yuechi, listen to Hero He." Fu Qingfeng winked at his sister, then took her hand, and while writing on her hand, he ordered: "Try to speak as little as possible, let Hero He make the decision in everything, and be careful not to reveal your secrets."
Fu Yuechi was slightly silent. What her sister wrote in her palm was the word "observation". She understood what her sister meant.
After all, it was a chance encounter, but they still couldn't trust He Xie. Suddenly someone came. They didn't know if they were with He Xie, so they left Fu Yuechi to observe the situation while they hid and took the initiative.
Except for Fu Yuechi, everyone else quickly withdrew.
He Xie smiled slightly at Fu Yuechi: "Don't be nervous."
"I'm not nervous." Fu Yuechi blushed and lowered his head.
While talking, a figure appeared at the door, muttering: "There's not even a door?"
"Is there anyone?" the man asked loudly.
He Xie was a little surprised, but it was also expected.
Because the person who came was not someone else, but an old acquaintance of He Xie.
"Brother Ning?" he asked in surprise.
It was Ning Caichen who came here, but compared to when I met him three years ago, Ning Caichen was much more vicissitudes of life now, with a sad beard and a weathered face.
Ning Caichen said "Yeah", obviously not expecting someone to be there, and even called out his name, which made him startled.
After calming down, he cautiously entered the door and saw eight coffins in the front hall, and he was immediately frightened.
Then he saw He Xie and Fu Yuechi here.
He vaguely felt that He Xie holding the torch looked familiar.
"Do you recognize this brother?" Ning Caichen asked doubtfully.
"Three years ago, Lanruo Temple." He Xie said calmly.
Ning Caichen thought about it and suddenly realized it. He pointed at He Xie and said in surprise: "Are you Mr. He?"
"It's me." He Xie smiled.
"Oh, we meet each other everywhere in life!" Ning Caichen came over in surprise, "I didn't expect that the first acquaintance I saw when I came out of prison was you, Mr. He!"
"Prison?" He Xie pretended to be confused.
Ning Caichen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter if you don't mention this matter. In short, I was wronged. By the way, Mr. He, why are you here? And this is..."
He Xie looked at Fu Yuechi with a smile: "This is Zhuo Jing."
Fu Yuechi glanced at He Xie warily, "What the hell is Zhuo Jing? What are you talking about? What's the secret code?"
"I'm not a humble Jing, I'm his wife." Fu Yuechi snorted.
These words made Ning Caichen and He Xie stunned.
Then Ning Caichen laughed, couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly handed over his hands to accuse him: "Mrs. He, don't blame me. Ning Caichen, a young boy, is being polite."