Shigeaki

Seeing the maidservant who was suspected to be a ghost, several people glanced at each other, Chong Ming had no idea, and looked at Wei Shufang, the core of their small team has always been Wei Shufang.

Wei Shufang squeezed his hand and nodded slightly, Chongming had the backbone, since the senior brother said to go, then there is no problem, even if there is a problem, it is not the senior brother's problem!

In short, the senior brother can't be wrong.

So the four of them followed behind the maidservant.

Chongming and Wei Shufang walked in front, and they held hands without any shyness.

Jing Hai was not surprised, but Mr. Li felt a turmoil in his heart. After all, he knew a little about Mr. Wei and knew his situation. It was the fate of whoever happened to him. I didn't expect someone to walk so close to him. A big man, no matter how close he is, he wouldn't be able to hold hands, and he knew in his heart that this little master is indeed capable, no matter how he looks at it.

The maid took a few people all the way to the living room, and the situation along the way changed. There were bright red happy characters on the stickers, red silk hanging on them, and even a burst of joyful music could be heard from a distance, whistling and beating.

The living room was no longer the living room they had seen before. There were no modern electrical appliances. The big "Happy" character was hung high, covered with red silk, and the tables, chairs and benches were covered with red cloth. It looked exactly like the Xitang in the TV series.

The maid led Chongming and Wei Shufang directly to Gaotang's seat: "The two are the master's brothers and sisters-in-law. The eldest brother is like a father, and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. Please take the place of Gaotang temporarily."

What the hell?

He was stunned.

Wei Shufang raised his eyelids, glanced at the maid, and pulled Chongming to sit down.

The maid turned to Jing Hai and Mr. Li, and raised her hand to indicate the vacant seats on both sides of her lower head: "You two guests, please sit down as you please."

Jing Hai and Mr. Li had weird expressions on their faces. They sat down at random places, whether they wanted to smile or not.

After this interruption, the fear of the few people disappeared a lot, and they held back and waited to see what happened.

Once seated, the sound of blowing, blowing and beating suddenly increased by several decibels, and there was even the sound of firecrackers. Accompanied by the sound of "the auspicious time has come" from nowhere, a sedan chair suddenly appeared at the door.

Then Hua Mao, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, appeared surrounded by four maidservants.

Seeing Chong Ming and the others, Hua Mao's eyes widened immediately, and he asked them for help with an expression on his face that was about to cry.

Chongming almost stood up, but was held back by Wei Shufang.

"Don't worry." He looked at the sedan chair, meaning to wait for the female ghost to come forward.

Hua Mao seemed to be controlled by something, unable to speak or resist, let the four maids carry him to the sedan chair and kick the sedan door to welcome the bride.

Then came out a curvaceous figure of Tingting, wearing a bright red wedding gown and a red hijab embroidered with mandarin ducks on her head. She and Hua Mao each held one end of the red silk, each surrounded by four maidservants, and walked towards Xitang.

Hua Mao desperately winked at the two of them, his expression almost distorted.

Chongming looked at the senior brother, seeing his calm and composed appearance, he felt that he should listen to the senior brother first, and then act after the senior brother told him to act, so he pretended not to see Hua Mao's cry for help.

Hua Mao was surrounded by maidservants with a mournful face.

A bow to the high hall.

Hua Mao and the female ghost bowed down and were about to bow down.

Wei Shufang tapped his cane to the ground, made a bang, and said flatly, "I don't agree to this marriage."

As soon as the voice fell, the temperature of the whole hall dropped instantly, and the eight maidservants looked at Wei Shufang in unison, their eyes like dead fish were gloomy and cold, and they were about to pounce on him and tear him apart as soon as there was an order.

Chongming was startled, touched the bell on his wrist and chimed in: "Yes, I don't agree either!"

The newly-married bride Tingting bowed, her voice came out from under the hijab, and she said in a gentle and soft voice: "Two masters, don't worry, I just want to fulfill my wish in my lifetime, and I will formally marry you with the lord, and I don't want to hurt the lord. I hope that the two masters will come to fruition with your plan."

Chongming hesitated, thinking about what he had seen before, it seemed that such a small wish would be nothing if he fulfilled it.

Wei Shufang's expression was indifferent: "But Hua Mao's wife is not you, and her heart is not you, no matter in the previous life or in this life."

Niao Na's figure seemed to be stiff, and her voice became sad: "My family has no blessings to enjoy or take care of in this life, but I fell in love with you in the previous life but couldn't stay together, and even got hurt by your wife. Died tragically, with one corpse and two lives, the slave's family was born in a brothel, and was set up as a concubine by the lord, the old lady should deal with her, the slave's family doesn't hate her, but only regrets not being able to give birth to a son for the lord, and not being able to truly pay homage to the lord Gaotang, the servants have waited for 500 years, just to wait for the return of the Lord, and to ask for the two to be fulfilled."

Almost choked up at the end.

It seemed really miserable, Chongming murmured in his heart, although it was wrong to find a mistress, but ancient times were different from modern times, it was indeed Huamao who was sorry for him, and it was okay to wish to clear up his grievances after paying a visit, anyway, it was not true.

He was just about to make her assure that there was no other meaning, but he heard his brother say, "Are you sure what you're telling is the truth?" His tone was a little cold.

Chongming knew that his senior brother would not aim at nothing, that is, there was something wrong with the bride, so he couldn't help frowning and thinking hard, what was wrong and why he didn't see it.

The newlyweds bowed down and bowed sincerely: "everything from my family is true."

Wei Shufang turned his head and gave Chongming a look. Chongming understood, and unhesitatingly untied the bell on his wrist. Almost instantly, the eight maids uttered a scream and fell to the ground, dying. The bride groaned and stepped back. Before leaving, he did not forget to grab Huamao.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Chongming chased after him without saying a word. The closer he got, the more unstable the bride became. In the end, he tore off the hijab and screamed: "Don't come here! If you come again, I will kill him !"

Chongming was also taken aback by his own ability, he was a little nervous, after all, hearing this female ghost's tone, she had lived for 500 years, and he didn't even have a fraction of his own. I didn't expect him to be so powerful, 500 The young female ghost is also afraid of him!

Immediately, his confidence increased greatly, and he puffed up his chest: "I won't go there if you let him go."

In my heart, I admire my senior brother's eyes like torches, and said that he is my sweetheart who has been waiting for 500 years, and then I am taken as a hostage. This is not a sweetheart, but an enemy is almost the same.

It seems that there is a big problem here!

The bride took off her hijab, revealing a familiar face. It was the woman named Qingqing, but after a closer look, she seemed to be in her twenties when she fell into the sea of ​​flames, and she was obviously still youthful. In front of her, she looks about 27, 20, and nearly [-]. Although she is still beautiful, there is still a certain gap between a woman who is [-] years old and a woman who is nearly [-] years old.

With evil eyes, she pinched Hua Mao's neck with five fingers to block him in front of her: "You back up! Otherwise, I will strangle him immediately!"

This time, I don’t stick to words, Chongming has already judged that she is a bad person, no, a bad ghost, her singing and beating before was naturally put down to putting on a show, she curled her lips: "You can try it, see if I'm faster or you are faster! "

Qingqing said with hatred on her face, "I just want to marry Saburo, I don't mean any harm, why do you insist on stopping me!"

Chong Ming said: "But Hua Mao doesn't want to marry you at all, he has someone he likes, it's all your wishful thinking!"

Is it reasonable to force others?Fortunately, Huamao is a male, and the ghost is a female ghost. If you change the gender, the girl will not be scared to death, and it may leave a shadow for life.

Perhaps stimulated by the four words of wishful thinking, Qingqing's eyes turned red in an instant, and she couldn't suppress the smoldering energy all over her body, and said sharply: "You are talking nonsense! Saburo loves me, it was Saburo who redeemed me, and he did not hesitate to offend my parents at home. Also place me carefully, Sanlang loves me the most! That bitch of the Shen family will only bully Sanlang with her status as princess, and Sanlang doesn't love her at all!"

Chongming glanced at Huamao, boy, I didn't see it, you actually married a princess in your previous life?A lovely wife and a beautiful concubine are indeed destined for love, and all the good things are taken care of by him.

Hua Mao burst into tears: "Brother, if you can't hold on anymore, save me!"What did the past life have to do with him? !

At this time, Wei Shufang and others also followed, Wei Shufang walked to Chongming's side, and said coldly: "Don't talk to her too much."

He understands that the loser dies because of talking too much.

Chongming flicked his finger immediately, and a golden thread shot towards the female ghost.

The golden thread flew out quickly and accurately, Qingqing couldn't react in time, she was shot in the shoulder, the golden thread quickly passed through her shoulder and passed through her chest, trying to tie her up.

She let out a piercing scream, and the Yin Qi rolled violently, and the surrounding ground even under her feet was in turmoil, her eyes resentful: "For the sake of you are relatives and friends of Saburo in this life, I will talk to you carefully, I didn't expect you to toast. Eat and drink as fine, go to hell!"

Oops!

Without saying a word, Chongming threw his brother on his back and ran away, and yelled at Jing Hai and Mr. Li, "Follow me!"

Jing Hai grabbed Mr. Li's arm and followed.

He was careless, after all, she is a female ghost who has practiced for 500 years, so how can she be incapable.

Chongming ran fast with Wei Shufang on his back, watching helplessly as the house in front of him collapsed and the ground cracked under his feet, as if a magnitude [-] earthquake had occurred, Jing Hai and Mr.

Qingqing laughed sharply from behind.

Wei Shufang suddenly closed his eyes, pointed to the right: "Over there!"

Chongming immediately followed his command and ran to the right.

Chongming is young and strong, and his physique is different from ordinary people. He can run fast even with a weight of more than a hundred catties on his back. Jing Hai can barely catch up behind him, but Mr. Li is different. He is just an ordinary person. , usually pampered and pampered, Jing Hai dragged him to run fast but couldn't run fast, he stumbled and fell to the ground, and Jing Hai was also brought down with a shake.

Chongming turned around when he heard the movement, gritted his teeth and went back: "Senior brother, hold on to me!" He let go of Wei Shufang's hand, and lifted Jing Hai and President Li up one by one.

After dragging for three, the movement slowed down, and the cracks on the ground quickly spread to the feet.

Chong Ming blushed, exerted all his strength, and was about to fall, when suddenly a golden light appeared in front of his eyes, as if an ax had split the white mist, and two figures came out.

"Amitabha, you are so kind." The old monk clasped his hands together and twirled the rosary beads in his hands. Golden lights radiated from the rosary beads. The white mist was quickly dispelled, and the violent sloshing stopped.

"Master!" Chongming had never felt that the figure of the old monk was so tall, and at this moment tears of excitement were about to flow out.

As soon as he was holding back his breath, he immediately let go of his strength. He didn't care about Jing Hai and Mr. Li, and just threw them away, but the senior brother couldn't ignore it, so he just adjusted his direction and plopped down, using the senior brother as a cushion, and let him fall on top of him.

Wei Shufang was moved and helpless in his heart, as well as the weakness of his body. The hatred that had been calmed down after so many years circled in his heart. If it hadn't been for that year...how could his body have become like this? If he was like Jing Hai Health, how could Chongming work so hard? If the old monk hadn't come in time, who knows what would have happened.

Black mist rolled in his lifeless eyes.

"Sanqing, what did I see?! Tianbu and Shouying died young, pure yang fate! Restraining relatives and friends, Tiansha's lone star, pure yin fate!"

There was a whisper in his ear, as if he had seen something incredible.

Chongming looked up and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. It was clearly winter, but she was wearing a thin Taoist robe, with a Taoist hair combed, and a wooden hairpin. Although she was dressed plainly, she couldn't hide her pretty face. Very smart and playful.

She squatted down, her clear eyes rolled around Chongming and Wei Shufang, full of surprise.