"She left? Are you savoring it? What does it mean?" Chen Hao asked.

The short and fat man smiled and explained the reason.

It turned out that the short and fat man was an ancient man more than a hundred years ago, named Song Jinglu. Because he was smart since childhood, he was attracted by a restaurant chef and accepted him as a disciple, teaching him how to cook. After more than ten years of hard work, he saved some money, so he planned to marry a wife.

Although Song Jinglu had a strange disease when she was a child, she couldn't get up at all, and became obese because of her job as a chef.

But in that era, obesity was a proof of identity, which could ensure that he would not have to worry about food and drink when marrying him, and he would eat meat. This was more important than anything else. So Song Jinglu successfully talked about a marriage, booked a good day, and then waited to get married, have a baby, and then opened a small restaurant by himself to live a happy life.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

On the day of marriage, bandits attacked.

At that time, Tongcheng was still a small county town, and it was nothing special. Naturally, the guards were average. The bandits attacked together and easily broke through the defense of the county town. As a result, nothing unexpected happened, the city was burned, killed, looted.

The Song Jinglu family, who was preparing for the wedding banquet, was naturally unable to escape and was brutally killed.

After his death, Song Jinglu did not resent anything. In such an era, it was normal to be robbed, burned and killed. It was purely unlucky to die. What annoyed was that he was a place to die, which was simply in vain.

After his death, Song Jinglu lurked, feeling sad day and night, muttering about the unbreakable door, and didn't know if it was robbed by bandits or the bride of whose wife.

It sounds strange. Shortly after his death, Song Jinglu found a strange red aura wrapped around his body.

At first, there was no difference between this red aura, but slowly Song Jinglu discovered that other ghosts and other ghosts would soon disappear after they existed. However, it had not been there for more than a hundred years. Not only did it not disappear, it turned into a ghost spirit, and even mastered a magical power of transformation, turning into a tall and ferocious evil ghost.

Of course, the biggest surprise was that a few years ago, Song Jinglu discovered that the aura he had in him was easy to attract women.

So Song Jinglu was moved again. As long as the woman attracted, Song Jinglu would propose marriage and love. The woman who was attracted did not agree. Song Jinglu did not force her. Although she was a ghost, she also had her own bottom line and would not force her.

Until one day, Song Jinglu met a woman with a gorgeous dress and exposed clothes. After being guided to complete a transaction, everything changed.

From then on, Song Jinglu began to be a groom once every once in a while.

Chen Hao was dumbfounded when he heard the short and fat man's words.

It's really a big world, and there are all kinds of strange things. A short and fat man can find something different and actually play such a trick.

One gives money and the other gives the body, and trade fairly. If you have any problems, even a ghost can be justified.

Besides, although this short and fat man has a strong evil spirit, he has no resentment. Obviously, although he is a ghost, he has never harmed anyone.

"Brother, I have a question." Chen Hao asked.

Seeing that Chen Hao stopped beating it, Song Jinglu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Grandpa, tell me."

Chen Hao looked dark: "Don't call me grandpa, I'm not that old."

Song Jinglu said weakly: "That's called Master. Master, what do you have to ask? I promise to tell you everything. But I ask Master not to destroy me. I really did nothing bad."

Chen Hao said angrily: "I can tell whether you have done bad things or not. I want to ask you, what are you giving money to living people?"

Song Jinglu hurriedly said, "This is a must. If you trade with dead people's money, it will be too bad for others. But don't worry, my money is all right. Although I was dead back then, I used to hiding money and it was hidden tightly and was not robbed by bandits. Then I pawned it in the city and exchanged it for more than 100,000 yuan. Well, but now I'm almost used it now." As he said, Song Jinglu was a little distressed. Obviously, he had no money and could not afford to be a groom in the future.

Chen Hao said: "Then what do you and the living person do, won't you hurt the living person's body?"

Song Jinglu smiled and said, "Master, I didn't move their bodies, I had purely communicated with my spirit."

"Oh..." Chen Hao looked at Song Jinglu in surprise.

Song Jinglu smiled dryly and said, "Isn't this afraid of getting sick?"

Chen Hao almost vomited blood.

Damn, you are a ghost, you are afraid of hair disease.

Seeing that Chen Hao didn't believe it, Song Jinglu hurriedly said, "Master, this is true. I met a very young man before, saying that his family is very rich, but because he likes playing too much, he ended up dying of illness. After his death, the disease was still plagued by the disease. He was tortured for a month and was scattered. It was so scary."

Chen Hao was speechless.

Damn, is that kind of disease still so irritable? Even ghosts are afraid!

Chen Hao pondered for a moment and said, "Although what you said is understandable, and there is no resentment, but..."

Song Jinglu immediately looked at him pitifully.

Chen Hao said: "Don't be afraid, I didn't want to take you away, but this is not a solution. Otherwise, you have any special wishes before your death. I think you can help you fulfill them, and then save you, be a living person in the next life, and marry a serious daughter. You don't have to be afraid of getting sick."

Song Jinglu's eyes lit up and she said expectantly: "Really?"

Chen Hao said: "I said everything, can there be fakes? Or are you, the groom, happy every night, unhappy to be reincarnated?"

Song Jinglu hurriedly said, "I am willing, of course I am willing. This lonely one has been too long and it is really boring. It's better to have a family and a child. Well, but what wishes did I have before my death? I think about it..."

As she said that, Song Jinglu began to think about it, and as she thought about it, Song Jinglu's expression became a little embarrassed.

Chen Hao said: "What? You have no last wish?"

Song Jinglu said: "Yes, but it's a bit difficult. I want to finish a wedding."

"Dingdong: Song Jinglu, a deceased ghost, has been a ghost of 127 years, fulfilling his last wish and rewarding him for ten years of Taoism."

As Song Jinglu finished speaking, Chen Hao received a system task prompt.

Well, it’s indeed called Song Jinglu. He has been dead for more than a hundred years, and the reward is ten years of Taoism! It’s very generous!

Chen Hao was not happy, but his heart beat, and his eyes looked at Song Jinglu with a strange look.

After ten years of Taoist practice, he fully understood how difficult this task was.

Complete a wedding?

It doesn't seem that difficult.

Isn’t it enough to get married once?

Is there anything else that's strange?

Chen Hao asked, "Are there any requirements for this wedding?"

Song Jinglu looked at Chen Hao and plucked up the courage and said, "I hope someone, no, even a female ghost, can appreciate my talent, and then fall in love with me and is willing to marry me. Well, it's better to be beautiful."
Chapter completed!