Zhao Wenrong is not stupid, how dare he remove the whisk hanging at the door?

"Ying Niang, I'm a slut, but I really don't want to die yet. How about I come to you again forty years?"

"Du!" Ying Niang angrily shouted, "I'm less than forty years since I died. You have a good plan. You have been happy for forty years. Want me to live forty years?"

Zhao Wenrong hurriedly said, "If Yingniang continues, I will never stop her!"

Lu Zheng was almost laughing, but it was not even a critical moment, Lu Zheng continued to look at it again.

Yingniang's expression suddenly became gloomy, which made Zhao Wenrong feel excited.

"I was once a man who fell in love with someone else, hanged himself to death, and turned into a ghost. I thought that you would not be loved by practitioners, so we were born with a pair of people and made a perfect match.

This girl kindly comforted you, even put her body on you, and you promised to be with me forever.

Now that one month has passed, as long as we spend another two months and a hundred days, you can transform into a ghost and live with me."

Zhao Wenrong hid in the room, trembling.

Ying Niang paused and said sternly, "You actually regretted it!"

Zhao Wenrong wanted to cry without tears.

On the same day, Ying Niang suddenly appeared and said he was concerned about him. Zhao Wenrong told him all the conflict between him and Lu Zheng, and then he received a lot of comfort.

At that time, Zhao Wenrong only felt that Ying Niang was gentle, kind, understanding, and her appearance was youthful and beautiful, and she was delicate and tender, so she achieved good things with her that night.

More than a month have passed, Zhao Wenrong and her have been romantic every night, happy and comfortable, and gradually they only feel light and clear in their minds.

Originally, Zhao Wenrong thought it was because he had a clear mind and had a good health preservation. As a result, he met a Taoist priest You Fang at night and found out that he was plagued by ghost energy and was about to leave his soul and turn into a ghost.

At that time, Zhao Wenrong didn't believe the other party's nonsense at all and scolded him angrily. As a result, the other party was not angry. He just said that he had been deeply influenced by the ghosts, and then handed the whisk to him and let him hang it at the door.

If there is nothing to do overnight, just throw away the whisk. If something happens, you can go to Tonglai Inn to find him tomorrow.

Although Zhao Wenrong believed Yingniang, she still couldn't help but wonder and hung the whisk on the outer wall of the door. As a result, Yingniang just approached and let out a loud roar.

Zhao Wenrong:〣(oΔo)〣

The whisk broke Yingniang's spell, and Zhao Wenrong realized that there were more and more things wrong with this Yingniang.

Why never go next door, why never talk about her to the servants, why never doubt her?

Now that he is awake, how dare Zhao Wenrong remove the whisk?

"You will capture my soul and influence me. Then of course, what I say will be as you wish!" Zhao Wenrong defended anxiously.

Yingniang said angrily, "I only make you never doubt my ghost body, so that it will not affect your relationship with me!"

Zhao Wenrong, “…”

He had nothing to say, but he still hid in the room and couldn't come out.

Yingniang stared at the whisk above the door, her eyes becoming more and more dangerous.

"You and I have already vowed to each other. You said you would be willing to be with me forever. I originally wanted you to slowly become a ghost and not affect your soul."

Yingniang looked at Zhao Wenrong with a look of love and said quietly, "If you kill Zhao Lang directly, Zhao Lang's soul will be weak for a while, but please don't worry, I will help you recover."

"What!?"

The next moment, Yingniang flew up, and withstood the impact of the whisk breath, her figure became illusory, and then she knocked the whisk away and flew to somewhere outside the yard.

The whisk was lost and the breath dissipated, and Zhao Wenrong's room was no longer protected.

Ying Niang's aura was a little unstable. She looked at Zhao Wenrong, who was stunned at the door, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"Zhao Lang, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt. You will be the same as me soon. Then we will live together and only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals."

"I...I...you...you..."

Zhao Wenrong fell to the ground, supported himself with both hands and kept retreating, "Don't, don't come over!"

In front of him, Yingniang approached step by step, then raised her hand...

The next moment, Ying Niang suddenly turned around and found that there was one more person in the room.

"Who are you?"

Yingniang's pupils suddenly shrank, and she turned around and stared at Lu Zheng tightly.

"Young Master Lu!"

Zhao Wenrong exclaimed, then rolled and crawled to Lu Zheng's feet, hid behind Lu Zheng, and grabbed the corner of Lu Zheng's pants.

"Young Master Lu save me!"

Lu Zheng reached out and lifted his pants, "Let go! What a moral character!"

“Yes, yes!”

Zhao Wenrong hurriedly let go, then hurriedly stood up, and poked his head timidly, "Young Master Lu save me!"

"You are that Lu Zheng?" Yingniang narrowed her eyes, "You want to care about me and Zhao Lang?"

Lu Zheng shook his head, "Theoretically, I shouldn't care about your two private affairs."

Yingniang's expression slowed down, and Zhao Wenrong's body stiffened.

"But this is going to be killed." Shu Zheng turned around and said, "If Zhao Wenrong is willing to die with you, I will never stop you."

Zhao Wenrong hurriedly said, "I don't want to, I don't want to!"

Just kidding, I live well and don’t want to die. If I am saved by a Taoist man soon, is it wrong or not!

"Young Master Lu, you will be my brother from now on. Please save me with compassion!" Zhao Wenrong said tremblingly.

Ying Niang narrowed her eyes, "You want to save him?"

Lu Zheng smiled, "Since he doesn't want to be a ghost with you, why bother, girl?

It’s better for girls, you should concentrate on cultivating your body. At that time, no matter whether you cultivate into a ghost immortal or transform into a human being, you will not lose your life span. Will it be the best of both worlds when you live with Zhao Wenrong?”

Zhao Wenrong nodded repeatedly.

Ying Niang did not agree, "It's easy for you to say it, so when will you have to wait? I still don't know if I can achieve it."

After a pause, Yingniang looked at Lu Zheng, and her eyes flashed with a fierce light, "I comforted Zhao Lang that day, not to seek trouble for you, just to make Zhao Lang feel alienated to the practitioners because of this. Don't discover my relationship with him. Do you really think I am afraid of you?

A mere outer layman who really has the courage to meddle in other people's business? If I don't give way, I will kill you together!"

Lu Zheng leaned back with a tactical approach, "Did you kill me?"

Ying Niang's eyes flashed, "That Taoist priest is so confident. Zhao Lang, wait for me to kill this person to avenge you, and then let's hide in the underworld for a while before talking about it."

"Ah?" Zhao Wenrong was stunned.

The next moment, Yingniang's red dress fluttered, her long black hair was automatically windless, her eyes turned pure black, and her black air rolled behind her, and her momentum was shocking.

Zhao Wenrong's pupils dilated, almost despairing.

"Swish!"

Ying Niang flashed and instantly arrived in front of Lu Zheng. She reached out and scooped into Lu Zheng’s chest, trying to dig out Lu Zheng’s heart.

"cut!"

"puff!"

"Buzz!"

"Where did you get the confidence that you can kill me at will?"
Chapter completed!