After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Izumo gritted his teeth.

"Ling Hua, that brat!"

Tang Simi began to comfort him: "Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't!"

Tang Simi was grinning.

It was only now that Izumo noticed that Tang Simi had been smiling since before she set out on the road.

"Did you already know?" Izumo asked.

Tang Simi chuckled: "It's not too early, I just found out a few minutes ago."

Izumo was suffocated, Tang Simi went to his house and messed up his hexagrams, and it was only a few minutes before and after.

"My stupid apprentice, I'm still waiting for you to save him, I can't offend you to death!" Izumo said, patting his chest.

Tang Simi also helped him take pictures: "You little old man, you are the best little old man in this world who treats me the best, and I won't let you watch you get mad at yourself."

The sound of tick-tock suona came.

The villagers in the village were laughing and laughing.

Confetti and red-coated candies were strewn all over the floor.

The Buddha statues in the Buddhist hall are majestic, and a large piece of the wall behind the Buddhist hall has collapsed.

The branches of the big trees on the Buddhist hall are stretched out, and the branches of peach blossoms are swaying in clusters.

"Look, getting married under this peach blossom tree is not unique."

Izumo couldn't hear what Tang Simi was saying at all.

Izumo really regarded Ling Hua as his own son, and he stared at Ling Hua on the mule without blinking.

Ling Hua seemed to have lost his mind.

He sat on the mule, crossed his hands, and greeted the surrounding villagers.

It seems that today is really a day of great joy.

A gust of peach blossom wind blows, and the sedan chair curtain is blown open.

Tang Simi pulled Izumo and bent over to look.

"Look inside that sedan chair, look at your apprentice's wife."

Izumo bent over to look, and saw the woman in the sedan chair sitting quietly with a pale smile on her lips.

There is a peach blossom on her temple.

That peach blossom is pretty, but her appearance is even more delicate than that branch of peach blossom.

There was a deadly smile on the woman's face.

Izumo staggered, and the memory of 20 years ago rushed to his face.

"She she she..."

Izumo still remembers that this woman looks exactly like the female ghost he exterminated 20 years ago.

"This female ghost is really rampant." Tang Simi said, pointing to the broken Buddha statue.

"Look, although the Buddhist temple is dilapidated and the Buddha statues are full of mottled spots, in the final analysis, this place is also a place of solemnity."

Tang Simi pointed at the female ghost again, "After all, she is a dark creature, how dare she swagger in the Buddha statue?"

Izumo pursed his lips: "This woman died in this Buddhist temple."

Back then, Izumo still remembered the appearance of the woman when she died.

The woman died in the village with great resentment.

Izumo sighed.

Tang Simi said: "God also pays attention to rules and regulations when doing things. At the beginning, you were not good at doing things, so you left such a tail."

"Now the karma falls on your apprentice."

"Usually, you treat me well, so I'll help you settle it."

Tang Simi didn't have the habit of aimlessly, since Tang Simi said she could settle things down, Izumo felt a little relieved,

The sound of tick-tock suona, noisy and noisy.

"Did they fall under the enchantment of the female ghost?"

From the beginning to the end, those villagers did not notice Tang Simi and Izumo who were watching from the outside.

Tang Simi stared at the sedan chair, back and forth, she asked: "You said if we don't care, will that female ghost marry your precious apprentice? If married, your precious apprentice will be her husband-in-law, what do you say?" Will she be tempted to kill her own husband?"

"Is what you're talking about human?" Izumo didn't know if Tang Simi was talking nonsense.

But Izumo was afraid that Tang Simi really thought so.

"This female ghost..." Izumo hesitated to speak but stopped.

Tang Simi stared fixedly at Izumo.

Izumo was heartbroken: "That female ghost is Ling Hua's mother...it must be that Ling Hua looks similar to his father..."

"Then this female ghost is quite dedicated."

Tang Simi looked at the huge peach tree in front of her, "The peach trees all over the mountain seem to be echoed by her."

This farce-like wedding is full of sadness and gloom.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have." Izumo still remembered.

That was 20 years ago, and the female ghost was still alive.

She was alone, leading Ling Hua's life in the village.

In those days, a woman's life was not good.

"How did she die?" Tang Simi asked.

"I was eaten to death."

The so-called desolation means that in a family, there is no man who is the pillar, and it is usually a woman who lives with her daughter, and the relatives and neighbors around occupy the family property and force others to death.

Tang Simi looked at Ling Hua on the mule: "Doesn't she have Ling Hua as a son?"

"Is that Ling Hua or a milk doll..." Izumo still remembers the Ling Hua he met that day...

Mother was forced to die in front of the Buddhist hall, her body smelled bad...

But how do children know this.

He only knew that his mother was lying on the ground when she was hungry and could not cook for him.

Hungry, he squatted blankly beside his mother.

The Buddha statue was pushed down, and the blood of the woman killed herself brought flies and mosquitoes.

When Izumo came to the village, the place was full of dark clouds, and a hostile soul floated in the sky.

Everyone in the village was killed by the woman.

But Izumo felt that they all deserved to die.

The woman swears to the Buddha statue, hoping that one of the gods and Buddhas will open her eyes.

Look at the ghosts that roam the world and see how they eat people.

The woman stared at her weak son. Rather than watching her son starve to death, she might as well let her die.

She had been desperate for a long time. Looking out from the Buddhist hall, she could still see peach blossoms all over the mountain.

She still remembered that the day she married her husband was also such a spring day.

"God, I give you my life. If you feel that I have been wronged, you will punish me for me." The woman's voice was hoarse, and all the villagers felt their hearts tremble.