Maoshan Ghostbusters

At this moment, the wind suddenly started, and the tables, chairs, benches and beds in the house were swept three inches from the ground by the wind, and the whole room was full of pops.

The sobbing in the light smoke suddenly changed into a stern ghost howl.

The master was trembling with fright, and whispered, "Master, what should we do?"

Master Kuwu frowned, hissed, "calm down."

The fat woman's roar came in the yin wind, "Master, tell you the truth, if you don't promise me, I won't let it go."

Master Kuwu declared the Buddha title lightly, and sneered, "I am a mage who has practiced for decades, and I am afraid that you are not a horrible ghost? Grandma, don't take yourself too high."

The wind screamed, and the sound of Devil May Cry continued. Although the fat woman's spirit was hidden in the wind, her stern voice continued.

"Master, you really don't have to be afraid of me, but can you stay in the house forever with your master and grandma?"

Master Kuwu was stunned. Indeed, he is the presiding officer of the monastery, and it’s okay to visit the mansion from time to time. If he stays in the mansion and doesn’t leave, it’s absolutely impossible, even if his grandmother is willing to treat him as a Buddha. The disciples in the temple would not agree to the offering in the mansion. Besides, there are many things in the temple that need him to deal with.

Seeing his hesitation, the fat woman continued to sneer, "Huh? Master, you really can't stay with the master and grandma all the time, right?"

Master Kuwu said angrily, "You evil spirit, shut up for me."

"Then leave this mansion with your front foot, and my back foot can come out and kill the old beasts. Master, you remember, I am very patient. I will wait until the right opportunity to start. These two An old beast, his life is coming soon."

The master was frightened and cried.

"No, grandma, don't kill us."

"Hmph, you old beasts, you must die."

"No, no matter what, you have been married to my house for more than ten years. In the past ten years, how has our family treated you, do you still not know? You are like a noble princess in the house, except for me and grandma. Who dares to say that you are not a word, even if you are a young master, you have to respect you three points. Our family has no place to be sorry for you."

"Hmph, your family is really good to me. I have also enjoyed your family for ten years, but when I came, I was still divorced by your husband and wife and poisoned me to death. You did it all? Did you do it all? Grandma's idea?"

"My grandmother, my family treated you ninety-nine and ninety-nine knees, just shivering. You can't just wipe out all the good things we had done to you just because of the bad ending, right?"

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, you two must die. Otherwise you have to agree to my terms and let me be reborn as a beauty."

"Miss grandma, aren't you being a rascal?"

"I'm not a rascal, I'm a master of anger, and my words don't count. The master obviously can help me, but he stands by and ignores my life and death. So I must take revenge."

As soon as the voice fell, the wind in the room even worsened. The strong wind rolled up the tables and chairs and threw them on the wall. The tables and chairs hit the hard wall and then fell heavily to the ground, falling to pieces.

At this moment, the master suddenly heard a strange sound coming from behind him.

Squeak-Squeak-

The master looked back and found that the big bed in the room was dragged out of the corner by the wind.

"No, don't throw the bed up."

The fat woman laughed loudly, "I'm sorry, but you didn't count it."

At the same time, I saw that the big bed was swept by the yin wind and hit the wall directly, and the quilt and pillows on the bed, connected to the whole bedboard, were actually shattered by the hard wall.

All of a sudden, sawdust, cotton wool and rags flew all over the room.

The master knelt down and begged, "Young lady, please. Stop tossing. If you continue to toss, the whole house will be destroyed by you."

The fat woman laughed, "I still care about so much. As long as the master doesn't help me, I can toss it hard. It's best to toss your mansion to the ground. Wait, see what I find? Huh? Master's. Corpse? Tossing a table, chair and bed is far better than tossing a corpse. I just want to toss the corpse.

The master exclaimed, "What are you doing? Please don't toss the young master's body, the young master is dead, so let him maintain a little dignity."

The fat woman laughed, "Old guy, get out of the way, the young master didn't love me during his lifetime, and he has repeatedly empathized with him. I hate him deeply. I wish I could chop off his corpse, stew it and eat it, to relieve my hatred. Yeah. I toss his body now, it's still light to him."

In the yin wind, the wisp of spirit slowly floated out, and after the spirit fell to the ground, it turned into a translucent human form. It was the fat woman, who walked up to the young master's corpse, picked up his corpse, stretched out her hand to caress the young master's handsome eyebrows, and sighed constantly.

"Tsk tusk tusk, the appearance of the young master is really shocking. It is obviously poisoned. Even if it is bleeding from the seven orifices, the complexion is still beautiful and beautiful. Tell me, why is there such a beautiful man in the world?"

The master angrily said, "Ugly lady, don't go crazy anymore, please let go of the young master's body quickly. Don't mess around again."

The fat woman gave the master a vicious look, and again looked at the master with a smile on her face.

Suddenly, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, her eyes were fierce, and she stared at the young master's face, her teeth clenched.

"Master, your face is so beautiful. If such a beautiful face is ruined, wouldn't it be fun?"

The master exclaimed, "Hey, grandma, what are you going to do?"

"Of course it ruined the young master's face. What do you think I would do? No, you must have tools to ruin this pretty face."

The fat woman looked around and fixed her eyes on her corpse. She stared at the hairpin attached to the corpse's head and laughed triumphantly, "If you have it, just use the hairpin."

The master wanted to drag the corpse aside, but it was too late. Suddenly, the fat woman's hand grew out of length, and it reached the head of the corpse, pulled out a hairpin, and held it in her hand.

It was a gold hairpin with exquisite workmanship. The hairpin had a pattern of dragon and phoenix blending together. On the hairpin, the phoenix still held a string of ears made of pearls with large rice grains in his mouth, which was indescribably delicate and beautiful.

The fat woman looked at the hairpin carefully, tears in her eyes.

"My husband, this hairpin is still the love you gave me when we first got married. At that time, you loved me so much, but now, all love no longer exists. Even you and I are all killed. Now, let me scratch your face with this original love object." After speaking, he raised the hairpin and started to scratch the young master's face.

The master kowtowed his head in fright, "Mother, don't get excited. You ruined the young master's face, what good is it for you?"