Chapter 45

"Yes! Yes!! I have something to say!!"

"..."

When the two people around heard Zhao Yuheng's articulate female voice, and thought of the evil things on him, they all felt horrified...

And the third needle that Zhang Xiuyuan was about to insert also stopped, and looked at Zhao Yuheng with a little surprise, but he didn't expect that the evil spirit who had just "glared" at him just now would be subdued so quickly.

But it's always a good thing if you want to speak up...

He slightly nodded and put down the saponin needle in his hand, and said in a cold voice with a pretentious gesture: "The poor Taoist just tried to persuade me, but I didn't see the girl opening her mouth, why do I have something to say now?"

"I……"

Zhao Yuheng was furious when he heard the words, but seeing the cold face of the Taoist and thinking of the pain of being pricked just now, he didn't dare to speak up, for fear of being pricked a few more times.

Zhang Xiuyuan also knew that handling the matter well was the right thing to do, so he didn't force him too much, and asked, "Which grieving ghost are you?"

Zhao Yuheng snorted softly and said, "My name is Liu Heng'e, and I'm not some grieving ghost who has died..."

"Isn't it the grieving ghost who died?"

Zhang Xiuyuan couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard the words, and asked, "Since you didn't submit to death, how did you become a grieving ghost?"

"Let me bend, the person who made me complain has been dead for a hundred years, what kind of ghost am I?"

Liu Heng'e rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "More than a hundred years ago, I was an opera singer in Zuifenglou. Don't look at me that way. Although I am a singer, I don't sell myself."

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded to express his understanding: "Mr. Qing."

Liu Heng'e glared at him upon hearing this, and re-emphasized through gritted teeth: "I'm an actress, I don't want to sell myself!!"

"..."

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded embarrassingly.

Just now when he heard 'singing is not selling body', he remembered that there were also a group of girls in the teahouse of his friend's house in his previous life, but most of those girls took this statement as a gimmick and means to drive up the market price.

That's why when I heard what she said just now, I subconsciously associated the two together...

Seeing the resentment on the other party's face now, he also knew that he had misunderstood, so he cupped his hands and apologized: "Pin Dao has never been to that kind of place, so I don't know the difference between a courtesan and an actor. Haihan."

Liu Heng'e was annoyed and frightened by the Taoist in front of her, but there was nothing she could do, she just explained with a soft snort: "The courtesans refer to prostitutes who haven't received customers yet, but can receive customers; opera actors are just entertainers."

"Been taught a lesson…"

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded and motioned: "Miss Liu continued, Pindao is still a little curious about how Miss Liu's background turned into a grieving ghost."

"Of course I was forced..."

Liu Heng'e narrated with a gloomy gaze: "The Drunken Wind Tower is indeed a romantic place, and I was a well-known opera actress in the building at that time, and there were quite a few guests listening to the music."

"Once, there was a sloppy old man who was listening to a song under the stage. When I finished singing and asked for money, the sloppy old man said that I sang well, but there was no money to reward, so he wanted to do a fortune telling for me as a reward..."

"That sloppy old man didn't know what he was up to. He just said that I was a miserable person, and he gave me a hairpin, saying it could save my life when I was dying. I didn't take it seriously..."

"Later, the Drunken Wind Tower welcomed the distinguished guests and asked me to present a song. In the end, I met an old beast who coveted my beauty. the old bastard..."

"Then I was beaten to death by the overseer of the Zuifeng Building who rushed over, and threw my body into a dry well in the west of the city..."

"Later, for some reason, I came back to life inexplicably, and became the grieving ghost you mentioned, and that hairpin became my possession."

"Thinking about it carefully, I was really hit by that sloppy old man. My life is indeed miserable, and that hairpin really saved my life..."

Liu Heng'e recounted her tragic past casually, with a calm tone, without much disturbance, and without much resentment at all...

Zhang Xiuyuan pondered for a while when he heard the words, and asked with a slight frown: "Miss Liu, don't you have any complaints?"

"Who do you blame?"

Liu Heng'e glanced at him resentfully, and really wanted to say that if she wanted to complain, she was complaining about the harshness of the needles, but the words came to her mouth and changed into: "After more than a hundred years, if he can be reincarnated, the old beast will be free from illness and disaster. It's enough for him to die of old age for three rounds, and the Zuifeng Tower is gone long ago, who is to blame?"

Just like what she said just now, the person who made her feel wronged and resented has been dead for more than a hundred years, and that resentment has long since been washed away by time...

Before Zhang Xiuyuan could speak, Zhao Chenghui on the side had already opened his mouth to reprimand: "There is no enmity or resentment, so why are you possessing my son?"

"Who said there is no enmity?"

Liu Heng'e glared at him viciously when he heard the words, and scolded him in the same way: "Your son and I have a vendetta for obstructing the way! This enmity is irreconcilable! Nian didn't kill him for the sake of his youth and ignorance, it was my aunt's heart." good!"

"What nonsense!"

Zhao Chenghui's complexion changed, and he didn't care that the other party was a ghost, and immediately retorted sharply: "My son is only 11 years old, how can he have anything to do with a hundred-year-old ghost like you?"

"You are the hundred-year-old ghost!"

When Liu Heng'e heard someone calling herself a 'hundred-year-old ghost', she instantly felt like she was blown out of her hair, and said vehemently and contemptuously: "I'm still an official, and I can't care about having a son. If I'm a hundred-year-old ghost, then Your son is a brat! Brat!"

For older women, 'age' is a taboo...

Female ghost, same thing...

She was pierced by the 'Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate' just now, and she was in pain. She was a little resentful, and she didn't dare to do anything to the Taoist in front of her, and she didn't dare to vent her anger on an ordinary person?

"Master Zhao, don't be angry! Miss Liu, don't be angry!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Zhang Xiuyuan waved his hands quickly to signal, first comforted the pale-faced Zhao Chenghui, then looked at Liu Hang'e, and said, "Miss Liu, please explain the reason."

He sighed and said: "After all, yin and yang are separated, and some misunderstandings are normal. Everyone has made it clear, let's turn hostility into friendship, you take your yangguan road, and I take my single-plank bridge, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"It's not a misunderstanding!"

Liu Heng'e explained with a soft snort: "After I turned into a ghost, I couldn't stay too far away from that hairpin. I just absorbed Yinhua in that dry well and practiced without any trouble for more than a hundred years..."

"A few days ago, I was at the time when I was cultivating and breaking through the shackles. If it goes well, I can condense the ghost body, and the cultivation level is not as good as it used to be..."

"As a result, a group of children came during the day, and it was Zhao Yuheng who took the lead. They moved a stone and blocked the mouth of my dry well! If that's the case, it's fine, the key is that everyone peed on the stone!"

"I was at a critical moment in my cultivation, but the well was blocked. Not only was I unable to absorb the Yin Hua cultivation at night, but I was also corrupted by that boy to live in the Yin Land, and my cultivation base was compromised. I just missed the opportunity to break through the shackles!"

When Liu Heng'e mentioned that a few children unintentionally ruined her practice a few days ago, she gritted her teeth, and the resentment in her words was much heavier than when she mentioned her own life experience...

She glared at Zhao Chenghui fiercely, then looked at the Taoist in front of her, and asked, "Master Taoist, you are also a practitioner. If you come to judge the truth, isn't this an enmity for blocking the Tao? Is this an unshakable enmity? "

"..."

(End of this chapter)

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