Xuanmen Little Ancestor

"Fairy, god!" Song Peng was dazzled by the torture of the ghost bridegroom, and unexpectedly knelt down for Luo Qinglian, saying, "God save me, I don't want to be a wife to a dead ghost." !"

Mrs. Song's complexion changed, and she hurried over to pull Song Peng up, and said, "Why are you kneeling on him? Get up for me, he might be the liar that your sister got through to cheat us of money!"

Song Xiaoyan rolled her eyes speechlessly.

At this time, Rong Jiuxiao took a few steps forward, took a look at the house, and said: "This house looks magnificent, but in fact it is full of rotten grass. Your family's good luck will basically come to an end here. For those who are rich and unkind, The road is difficult to walk, originally there are lucky stars guarding it, so ghosts are hard to invade, but now that the lucky stars have gone, naturally all the ghosts and ghosts have come out."

Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment. She stared at the handsome young man in front of her, feeling as if her aura had been suppressed.

"You...you're talking too mysteriously. Where did the ghost come from in this world, hahaha."

Mr. Song and Song Jiacheng laughed dryly, thinking that Rong Jiuxiao was deliberately fooling them.

Rong Jiuxiao glanced at Song Jiacheng, and said: "If you really don't believe in ghosts and gods, you would not have climbed up to the Ye family and married in-laws a few years ago. I am not interested in how you make a fortune. Now I am here to solve your problems. That's all."

Mrs. Song suddenly lost her arrogance, and said: "Yes, yes, the point is to let that ghost groom let my son go. Master, what can you do?"

Luo Qinglian glanced at her, pursed her lips and said, "Let your daughter continue to be the wife of the ghost groom, and your son will naturally be relieved."

Mrs. Song didn't even think about it, she said: "If this is feasible, it would be the best, since my daughter was engaged to that ghost groom in the first place."

Song Xiaoyan showed a sneer, but she didn't say anything more.

Luo Qinglian nodded and said, "Then I'll ask the ghost groom what he's thinking."

Luo Qinglian pretended to hold a yellow talisman and danced around a few times like a god, muttering something in her mouth. After a while, Luo Qinglian sighed, shook her head and said: "No, this thing can't be done. .”

Mrs. Song said nervously, "Why not?"

Luo Qinglian said: "This ghost bridegroom is a gay guy. Back then, he fell in love with your son, but when writing the post, the name was mistaken, and it became your daughter. The ghost groom doesn't like it. Girl, I just like your son, and if I change it back, he won't agree!"

Mrs. Song's eyes widened, she slapped the table angrily, and said, "It's ridiculous, how could I let my son be his wife?"

Song Jiacheng also nodded, taking it for granted, and said, "Yes, it's right for a man to marry a woman."

Mrs. Song said nervously: "Could it be possible that this engagement cannot be broken?"

Even Rong Jiuxiao couldn't help frowning slightly, obviously looking down on the parents.

Luo Qinglian sat down on the sofa and said: "If you don't want to leave someone, you have to spend money to eliminate the disaster. Since you are dependent on your in-laws, if you insist on breaking the engagement, everything you have will be taken back, except In addition, the whole family has been on a vegetarian diet for three years, not eating meat, and doing good deeds for public welfare, so that this marriage can be completely concluded."

Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment, then raised her voice and said: "How can this be done? We have earned all these wealth through hard work. I think you just don't like us and want to cheat us of our money!"

Luo Qinglian sneered, and said: "Auntie, you are thinking too much. I have seen more money than you have ever eaten. Money is something that you don't bring with you when you die. , what do you have to do so much?”

Song Xiaoyan said quietly: "Mom, what Master Luo is saying now, I have already told you before, if you are unwilling to let go of the money in your hand, brother's life may be gone."

Mrs. Song gave Song Xiaoyan a hard look, and said, "You prodigal son."

Song Xiaoyan was already used to it, so she smiled and said, "You also invited a few masters to read it. Those masters said that the ghost bridegroom has a lot of knowledge and has become a good thing. They also said that we can have what we are today, all rely on Ye The big tree at home. They suggested that we continue to perform the marriage contract so as to protect the safety of the whole family."

That is, Song Peng will never be able to marry a wife in his life. Not only that, but he is also very likely to date the ghost groom in his dreams. Once he gets close to a woman and angers the ghost groom, he may be in danger of losing his life.

Mrs. Song's face was ashen, and she clenched her fists tightly.

Indeed, before today, she had invited several famous masters to see it. When those masters saw the situation, they shook their heads and waved their hands, saying that it was too involved and too old to solve the marriage.

Song Peng cried with snot and tears, and said: "I can't take it anymore. That male ghost is too scary. If he doesn't agree with me, he will lock my throat. My neck will be swollen by him. If you want How much money, I will give you!"

Luo Qinglian smiled and said, "If you said that earlier, you'll be free sooner."

At this moment, there was a sudden strong wind in the room, Song Peng suddenly ran around like a frightened sparrow, and screamed.

Mrs. Song rushed over, hugged Song Peng together and cried, her mouth was full of words like "my poor son, it's my mother who hurt you".

Luo Qinglian rolled her eyes. When Song Xiaoyan suffered these things before, the Song family watched from the sidelines and didn't pay attention at all. Song Peng was still gloating, but now that it was him, he knew he was crying.

Song Jiacheng's face was ashen, and he slumped on the ground and said, "Master Luo, just do as you say."

Luo Qinglian snapped her fingers, stretched out her hand and said, "200 million, no cash."

Song Jiacheng was taken aback, and said, "200 million? Are you trying to rob a bank!?"

Luo Qinglian said with disgust: "It's only a small amount of money to rob a bank. You've never seen the world."

Mrs. Song was not in a hurry to cry anymore, she glared at Luo Qinglian and said, "You are too talkative, and you are not afraid of burning your hands with money!?"

Luo Qinglian frowned and said, "Ghost groom, since this family is unwilling to pay, you should continue playing hide-and-seek with them, Brother Ninth, let's go."

Luo Qinglian made a gesture to leave, but just a few steps away, the inside of the house was gusty again, and the light bulbs were flickering.

"Give me money!" Mrs. Song screamed and said, "Isn't it 200 million? Just give it to you."

"It's not 200 million now." Luo Qinglian waggled four fingers and said with a smile: "The ghost bridegroom said, now it's 400 million."

"400 million!?" Song Jiacheng's eyes widened.

Why did the price double in less than 3 minutes?This is simply a real hammer of a black-hearted merchant!

Luo Qinglian smiled and said, "If you waste my time any more, it will be 800 million."

Song Jiacheng: "..." This **** has never seen such a black-hearted profiteer!

However, at the moment of his life, Song Jiacheng could only grit his teeth and be cruel, and just gave it up.

………………

When leaving Song's house, Luo Qinglian skipped along.

"400 million, this is 400 million." Holding the bank card, Luo Qinglian said with a thief-like hey, "It's almost the same. I can buy the mahogany sword from Boss Nan."

Last time, Luo Qinglian happened to see a mahogany sword hanging over Nanyan, and thought she liked it, so she asked the price. Unexpectedly, a sword made of wood would cost 400 million.

This is the lion's big mouth!

However, these days, there are basically no real Xuanmen swordsmiths, the kind of finely crafted mahogany swords with runes on them, but seeing one missing, Luo Qinglian couldn't help feeling a little moved.

Rong Jiuxiao looked at Luo Qinglian, who was alive and kicking, and said, "Aren't you an expert, you beat a ghost like you beat a grandson, and you still need this magic weapon to decorate your appearance?"

Luo Qinglian said: "It's natural. When a master goes out, he must have a magic weapon that can decorate his appearance. Otherwise, he might be regarded as a charlatan selling dog skin plasters."

Rong Jiuxiao smiled, noncommittal.

"The Song family has already burned the marriage contract to ashes." Rong Jiuxiao said, "It's really quick enough."

After Mrs. Song found out that her son was entangled by the ghost bridegroom, she moved her mind to burn the marriage contract to ashes. She thought that if it was burned like this, the marriage contract would be gone, but she didn't know that the marriage contract was just a blank piece of paper. .

Luo Qinglian nodded and said: "Yes, what I don't like the most is parents like the Song family, but I'm too lazy to teach them, anyway, these two people can only count on their son in the future."

When she was in the underworld, Luo Qinglian met many female ghosts who were sold by her parents to the rich man's family as concubines. However, that was a common occurrence many years ago. , the situation of patriarchy has changed a lot, and girls have become

After this incident, Song Xiaoyan should have been completely disappointed with her parents. Just now, Song Xiaoyan sent a message to Luo Qinglian, saying that after she decided to end this matter, she would go to live in the south.

Rong Jiuxiao said: "Tomorrow, I will go to Ye's house with you."

Luo Qinglian regained her spirits immediately, and said: "I specifically checked the Ye family, this is a big family with a lot of bells and whistles, it seems that they are very important in the whole Huaguo."

Rong Jiuxiao said calmly: "The Ye family indeed has a long history. It is said that they can inherit the ancient country 3000 years ago at the earliest."

"That's no wonder, it turns out that you have the shelter of your ancestors." Luo Qinglian clicked her tongue twice, then stroked her chin thoughtfully, and said, "But, I think that Ye Zeyang looks like a ten-percent playboy who spends all day Thinking about eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, I'm very flirtatious, it seems that the Ye family's family style is not very good."

Rong Jiuxiao glanced at him and said, "What did you find out again?"

Luo Qinglian smiled and said, "I really found out something."

Some time ago, out of curiosity, Luo Qinglian let the little paper man secretly hang out with Ye Zeyang for a while.

Soon, Luo Qinglian realized what the daily life of a dude was.

This Ye Zeyang is a flirtatious young man, since he parted ways with Xiao Taohua, he has been hanging out with friends in romantic places all day long, hugging this baby and kissing that Beibi, he is not a good man at home.

Luo Qinglian was not surprised by this, after all, many of the ghosts he knew before were relatives of the emperor, state officials, wealthy businessmen in Yangjian, and all of them were exchanged by concubines.

The most exaggerated one is an emperor who took three thousand concubines in his life, and a bunch of wives who were widows when they were alive, and they were dragged down to be buried by him after his death. Only by dealing with it in person can the disaster be suppressed.

However, Ye Zeyang is also heartless, as soon as Xiao Taohua left, he fooled around with others.

Luo Qinglian rubbed her chin, and said in a confused way: "I see Ye Zeyang's appearance, he should be rich and powerful, but he is acting like a fool, he looks like a prodigal."

Rong Jiuxiao smiled and said: "Some people just have different appearances. In ancient times, emperors and princes competed for heirs. Some people rushed forward bravely, some hid needles in their mouths, and some tried their best. They are all different after all."

Luo Qinglian rolled her eyes and suddenly realized: "Ninth Brother, what you mean is that Young Master Ye looks like a prodigal two hundred and five on the surface, but in fact, he is just Zangfeng. Is that what you mean?"

Rong Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.