Chapter 684 This insight, it doesn’t matter if it’s not long

   If you don’t take the usual path, then take the dark path.

  Yan Qishan left for the second time, and he had already been mentally prepared, and only missed Qin Liuxi's advance, but it was Wen Fulin and Zhang Hua who had suffered so much that they were silent and strange.

  They didn't expect that the road Qin Liuxi was going to take was a ghost road, which was more terrifying than the ghost face on Zhang Hua's back.

  Especially when they were walking, they were stopped by Qin Liuxi. When they stopped, those strange ghosts rushed towards them like wolves seeing meat.

  If it weren't for the fear of Qin Liuxi, the little ghost of the Yin Road, I'm afraid that a few strangers would be torn to pieces.

   "Why don't you leave?" Zhang Hua shrank his head and screamed.

  Qin Liuxi was so annoyed that he screamed all the way, sealed his mouth, and said, "What are you going to do? Do you want to die if you get in the way and miss someone's auspicious time?"

  What do you mean?

   A burst of joy resounded.

  Yan Qishan looked over curiously, and saw a string of red lanterns popping up on the other side of the Yin Road, and couldn't help but let out a yell.

   "Here, is this a ghost marriage?"

  Wen Fulin shivered and glanced at it. Although he was also curious, he was even more troubled by his friend's tone. Why do you say you are excited?

   What happened, where did he recite the Confucius saying that he just silently recited?

  Oh my god, the ghost on the opposite side pulled out its entire tongue and twisted the flower rope in its hand.

  Wen Fulin swallowed his saliva incessantly. This is what an old friend said he would never forget, and it was an opportunity to learn a lot. It is true. He will never forget this adventure until he dies, but it doesn’t matter if the experience is not long.

  The marriage team soon came to the front.

   "Bow your head." Qin Liuxi said to several people.

  Yan Qishan hurriedly pulled his friend to bow his head behind her.

   In the lead, a bridegroom officer riding a paper horse came up to him, jumped off the horse, and bowed to Qin Liuxi: "Thank you, sir, for making way."

   "A hundred years of marriage." Qin Liuxi closed his eyes.

  The bridegroom smiled even more happily, and said: "I accept your good words."

Zhang Hua couldn't help looking up, the hideous bridegroom smiled, he was even more terrifying like a ghost, and as he raised his head, the little ghost carrying the sedan chair looked over in unison, his face was white, his lips were red, his cheeks were red, and he was extremely stiff , and all grinned at him.

  Boom.

  He finally fainted from fright.

  Ghosts are staring at each other, some people fainted, the best moment of possession.

   Just when they were about to move, Qin Liuxi looked over.

   All ghosts are afraid.

   I'm afraid, I'm afraid.

  Can't they leave?

  The wedding procession quickly disappeared into the night sky. Only then did Qin Liuxi look at Zhang Hua, who had fainted on the ground, and said in disgust, "Trouble."

  Wen Fulin looked at this son-in-law with a complicated expression.

   On the one hand, I feel that he is self-inflicted, and on the other hand, I feel that he is a little happy after passing out, at least he no longer needs to be afraid of this road.

   "You, come here." Qin Liuxi randomly clicked on a ghost, which happened to be the ghost who was turning the flower rope with his tongue.

   "My lord, my name is uh."

   "Put your tongue back in before talking, get on him, and walk to the end for him." Qin Liuxi said with disgust.

   "Come on."

  The tongue ghost stuffed his tongue, threw himself on Zhang Hua, and stood up unsteadily.

  Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan: "!"

   "I also want to faint." Wen Fulin's voice was hoarse.

  Yan Qishan pinched him hard: "Bite your tongue, hold back. If you faint, you won't know whether the upper body is male or female."

Qin Liuxi said with a half-smile: "Don't think it's good to be upper body to walk this way for you. Being upper body is full of yin, and it's easy to be weak. Of course, if you want, I don't care .”

  Wen Fulin: No, I don’t want to!

  The group of people continued to move forward, and the tongue-severing ghost on Zhang Hua's body became a chatterbox, constantly teasing Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan to talk.

   "I've been dead for so long, I've forgotten what body warmth is like, it's so comfortable."

   "This man is in good shape, but his body is a bit smelly."

  Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan turned their heads to take a look, seeing him groping all over his body and putting his hands in his crotch, their faces darkened immediately.

  "The figure is good, but this bird is a bit unsatisfactory, 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 all the way, all the meat and vegetables, until they appeared in front of Zhang's mansion, the two of them finally felt relieved.

  Wen Fulin was in a trance, looking at the Zhang Mansion in front of him, he actually arrived in less than an hour.

So fast.

   But it's a shame.

  He looked at Zhang Hua and sighed, this son-in-law is over.

  The night of Zhang’s family was destined to be a restless one.

From Zhang Hua, who has already joined the Wen family, appearing at night with a ghostly appearance, to the bright lights in the main courtyard, and the heart-piercing cries and sharp curses of Mrs. Zhang, all made Zhang's family People tightened their necks and closed the doors and windows tightly, not daring to ask nonsense.

  In the second half of the night, several carriages came out of the corner gate of Zhang's house, and left the city gate to the ancestral grave in the suburbs.

   Zhang Hua held Zhang Zhe's tablet at the foot of the mountain and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times. With a big painted face on his face, he knelt down to his grave.

   "Young Guanzhu, if he does this, will my son really let go of his grievances and reincarnate?" Mrs. Zhang stared at Zhang Zhe with hatred in her eyes, wishing to cut him to death.

   "Since he asked so, of course he will." Qin Liuxi yawned.

   Mrs. Zhang cried again, her poor son, she knew that her Zheer died unjustly, but suffered from no evidence, but she didn't think that he died like that, and he has never been reincarnated.

   When Zhang Hua came to Zhang Zhe's grave, he passed out due to exhaustion.

   Mrs. Zhang would not let him have a good time, and directly asked the servants to pinch his body to bleed and wake him up.

  Zhang Hua looked at Qin Liuxi: "I did it."

  Qin Liuxi didn't talk nonsense with him, took the silver needle, and directly scratched the sore on the ghost face on his back, chanting the Supreme Wonderful Sutra.

Zhang Zhe's resentment gradually dissipated as the scriptures flowed out, until the scriptures were finished, he jumped out from Zhang Hua's back, and he was like a young nobleman dressed in fancy clothes when he was a child, and knelt in front of Mrs. Zhang and Master Zhang It came down: "The son is playful and willful, and the son is not filial."

  Ms. Zhang's heart was pierced like a knife, and she cried bitterly.

  Master Zhang also had red eye circles, and looked at Zhang Hua with sharp eyes.

  Zhang Hua lowered his head and grabbed the mud on the ground. He could feel that the sores behind him were not as painful as before, but why didn't his heart come true.

  Qin Liuxi watched a ray of light appear in the sky, and said: "It's almost dawn, it's time to go, when the sun comes out, your soul will be weak."

  Wei Xie has already appeared, and when he saw her, he muttered: "Run out for a day, and call me to work again."

   "Shut up, I'll send him away."

  Wei Xie immediately fell silent and leaned lazily against a tree.

   "My son is leaving." Zhang Zhe kowtowed three times to Mrs. Zhang and the others: "I will repay your kindness in the next life."

   Mrs. Zhang cried so hard that she watched Zhang Zhe walk up to Wei Xie, disappeared, and passed out completely.

  Qin Liuxi recited a section of the Sutra of Rebirth, and in the void, a golden light of merit fell into her spiritual altar.

  The sun rises in the east.

Its daybreak.

   See you~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)