If you don’t take the ordinary road, then go to the dark road.

This is the second time Yan Qishan left, and he has been mentally prepared for a long time. He is almost moving towards Qin Liuxi, but he is suffering from the fact that Wen Fulin and Zhang Hua are engraved with the mysterious power in his bones.

They didn't expect that the road Qin Liuxi was going to take was a ghost road, which was even more terrifying than the grimace on Zhang Hua's back.

Especially as they walked, Qin Liuxi stopped him. At this stop, the strange-looking ghosts rushed towards them like wolves seeing flesh.

If I hadn't been afraid of Qin Liuxi, the little evil god in the dark road, I would have been afraid that a few strangers would be torn apart.

"Why don't you leave?" Zhang Hua shrank his head and screamed.

Qin Liuxi was so upset that he screamed all the way, blocked his mouth, and said, "What are you going? If you block the way, do you want to die if you want to block the road?"

What does it mean?

A burst of joy rang out.

Yan Qishan looked over curiously and saw a string of red lanterns appearing on the other end of the Yinlu, and couldn't help but scream.

"Is this a ghost marriage?"

Wen Fulin looked at him tremblingly. Although he was also curious, he even had a headache about his friend's tone. Why are you excited?

After all, Confucius said, "Where did he carry it?"

Oh my God, the ghost opposite actually pulled down his entire tongue and turned the rope on his hand.

Wen Fulin kept swallowing his saliva. This was what my old friend said, "It's unforgettable and a long time for his experience." Indeed, he would never forget this adventure until his death, but this experience would not last long."

The marriage team soon arrived closer.

"Look down." Qin Liuxi said to the few people.

Yan Qishan hurriedly pulled his friend and lowered his head behind her.

Leading, a groom riding a paper horse had already walked up to him, jumped off his horse, bowed to Qin Liuxi: "Thank you, sir."

"A happy marriage for a hundred years." Qin Liu closed his eyes west.

The groom smiled even happier and said, "Thank you for your good words."

Zhang Hua couldn't help but look up. The groom with a ferocious face smiled, which was even more terrifying as an evil ghost. As he looked up, the little ghost carrying the sedan chair looked over at him, with white face, blushing lips, blushing cheeks, extremely stiff, and grinning at him.

Dong.

He was finally stunned.

The ghosts are eyeing each other, and some strangers faint, and the best time to possess them.

Just as they were about to move, Qin Liuxi looked over.

All the ghosts are afraid.

Scared.

Can't they leave?

The marriage team soon disappeared into the night sky. Qin Liuxi then looked at Zhang Hua who was fainting on the ground and said in disgust: "Trouble."

Wen Fulin looked at this son-in-law with a complicated look.

First, I felt that he was committing his own fault, and second, I felt that he was a little happy after fainting, at least I didn’t have to be afraid of this path anymore.

"You, come here." Qin Liuxi casually pointed a ghost, just the one who was turning the flower rope with his tongue.

"Sir, call me uh."

"Put your tongue back and talk, put it on his body and walk to the end for him." Qin Liuxi said disgusted.

"Okay."

The tongue ghost stuffed his tongue, pounced on Zhang Hua, and then stood up staggeringly.

Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan: "!"

"I want to be dizzy, too." Wen Fulin's voice was hoarse.

Yan Qishan pinched him hard: "Bit your tongue and hold it in. If you dizzy, you won't know if it's a man or a woman."

Qin Liuxi said with a smile: "Don't think it's good to be on your way by your upper body. If you are turned on, your body is full of yin energy and you are easily weak. Of course, if you think about it, I don't care."

Wen Fulin: No, I don’t want to!

The group continued to move forward, and the broken tongue ghost who had been on Zhang Hua's body became a chatterbox, constantly talking to Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan.

"I've been dead for so long and I forgot what it's like to be warm. It's so comfortable."

"This man has a good figure, but his body is a little stinky."

Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan turned their heads and looked at him, seeing him constantly fumble on his body and put his hands in his crotch, the two of them immediately turned dark.

"It's a good figure, but this bird is a bit unsatisfactory. It's not as big as me when I was born."

Wen Fulin and Yan Qishan: "!"

Is this what they want to hear?

But the reality is that they heard all the way, and they didn't feel relieved until they appeared in front of Zhang's mansion.

Wen Fulin was a little dazed. Looking at the Zhang Mansion in front of him, he actually arrived in less than an hour.

Very fast.

But it's also easy to suffer.

He looked at Zhang Hua and sighed. This son-in-law is over.

This night of the Zhang family is destined to be a tranquil night.

From Zhang Hua, who had already married into the Wen family, appeared at night with an unpopular look, to the bright lights of the main courtyard, Mrs. Zhang's heart-wrenching cry and sharp scolding were heard, which made the people of the Zhang family tighten their necks, close the doors and windows, and dare not inquire.

And in the second half of the night, several more carriages came out of the corner gate of the Zhang family, left the city gate, and headed towards the ancestral tomb in the suburbs.

Zhang Hua held Zhang Zhe's tablet at the foot of the mountain and began to kneel three times and kowtow nine times. He knelt on his tomb with a big flower face.

"Young Master, will my son really turn away from resentment when he does this?" Mrs. Zhang stared at Zhang Hua with hatred in her eyes, wishing she could cut him to death.

"Since he asked so, he would, of course." Qin Liuxi yawned.

Mrs. Zhang started crying again. Her poor son, she knew that her Zheer died unjustly, but she suffered from the lack of evidence, but she did not expect that he died like that and had not been reincarnated.

When Zhang Hua came to Zhang Zhe’s tomb, he fainted because he was exhausted.

Mrs. Zhang would not let him have a good time, so she directly asked her servant to pinch his people and bleed and wake him up.

Zhang Hua looked at Qin Liuxi: "I did it."

Qin Liuxi didn't talk nonsense to him, took the silver needle and directly cut the ghost face sore on his back, chanting the Supreme Shrine in his mouth.

Zhang Zhe's resentment gradually faded as the scriptures flowed out. Until the scriptures were finished, he jumped out of Zhang Hua's back. He was still in the face of a young man wearing a gorgeous costume when he was young, and came to Mrs. Zhang and knelt down: "My son is playful and willful, and his son is unfilial."

Mrs. Zhang's heart was cut like a knife, and she cried bitterly.

Lord Zhang's eyes were also red, and he looked at Zhang Hua with sharp eyes.

Zhang Hua lowered his head and grabbed the mud on the ground. He could feel that the poisonous sores behind him were not as stinging as before, but why was this heart unable to be fulfilled?

Qin Liuxi looked at a ray of light appearing in the sky and said, "It's almost dawn, it's time to leave. When the sunlight comes out, your soul will be weak."

Wei Xie had already appeared, and when he saw her, he muttered: "Run out for a day, and then call me to work."

"Shut up, I'll send him away."

Wei Xie immediately said nothing and leaned lazily against a tree.

"My son is leaving." Zhang Zhe kowtowed three times to Mrs. Zhang and the others: "I will repay your kindness in the next life."

Mrs. Zhang cried so hard that she was heartbroken. She watched Zhang Zhe walk to Wei Xie, disappear, and completely fainted.

Qin Liuxi recited a sutra of rebirth, and in the void, a golden light of merit fell into her spiritual platform.

The rising sun rises from the east.
Chapter completed!