Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 650 Privacy Story
Ding Ermiao had quick eyes and quick hands. He caught the ax before it hit the ground.

At first glance, it turned out to be a real axe, very heavy.

Look at the big man on the beam again, riding stiffly on the beam, with a look of fear and confusion on his face.This guy was hit twice, and then he realized that something was wrong, and he was guessing about Ding Ermiao's identity.

Ding Ermiao chuckled, waved to the big man on the beam, and walked towards the inner courtyard of the ancestral hall.

When I was talking to the little guy holding the pillar just now, his voice was very low.But this time I was entangled with the big ghost Qiliang, my voice was quite loud. Why didn't anyone in the inner courtyard come out to check?
Ding Ermiao felt a little puzzled.

He walked into the inner courtyard quietly and looked around.Facing the front is a small courtyard. Past the courtyard is the archway behind the ancestral hall. There are wing rooms on the left and right sides.

Although it is a wing room, the ancestral hall building is tall, and this wing room is much larger than ordinary tile-roofed houses.

The wing on the left was dark, but it faced the moon; in the wing on the right, only the middle room had lights on, and curtains were hung on the windows, so you couldn't see what was going on inside.

In the room with the lights on, the TV was turned on quite low, and there was a whirring sound coming from inside. It must be a martial arts movie being played.

Ding Ermiao thought for a moment, walked over slowly, and raised her hand to knock on the door.

The sound from the TV in the room stopped, and then a young male voice asked slightly tremblingly: "Who, who...?"

"It's me, a passerby." Ding Ermiao returned.

"Passing by?" A woman's voice in the room said suspiciously: "How could someone pass by here? The school gate is locked, how did you get in?"

"I got lost. I saw the lights on here and climbed over the wall." Ding Ermiao said.

There was silence in the room, and then there was the sound of kicking footsteps walking to the door. Then, the door opened a crack, and a four-eyed boy stuck his head out with his right hand behind his back.

Ding Ermiao glanced at the four-eyed boy's face and found that there was a mass of black energy between his eyebrows. The yin energy had entered his body. He must have been tortured by the big and small ghosts in the ancestral hall, not once or twice.

Seeing Ding Ermiao's appearance clearly, Four Eyes opened the door completely, and asked hesitantly, "Where are you from, why did you get lost here?"

His right hand, which was carried behind his back, was also dragged out. It turned out that he was still holding an iron rod in his hand.

"Are you Huang Kejun?" Ding Ermiao smiled faintly and walked into the room uninvited.

The room is quite large, cut horizontally, with the front being the living room and the back probably being the bedroom.There is also a girl in her early twenties in the living room, dressed like a city girl, she must be Huang Kejun's fiancée Luo Yufeng.

Looking at this posture, although the two are not married, they have already lived a life in a world of two.This nima is not here to support education, but to spend a pre-marital honeymoon, right?

I was talking to the big ghost in the corridor just now, and they didn't hear such a big movement.Maybe at that time, they were doing bad things on the bed.

"You, how do you know my name is Huang Kejun?" Siyanzi was startled, holding an iron rod in his hand and looking at Ding Ermiao warily.

"I also know that you are teachers here to teach, and I also know that her name is Luo Yufeng." Ding Ermiao chuckled and said:

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. Lao Zhou, the cadre of Mao'er Village, told me all this."

"The cadre Lao Zhou? Is he the one with a beautiful daughter?" Huang Kejun, the fourth-eyed boy, asked.

This question revealed the essence.It turns out that he knew Lao Zhou because he had a beautiful daughter.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Yes, it's that old Zhou. His daughter's name is Zhou Laifeng."

"So that's it..." Luo Yufeng nodded slightly and said, "I also know Zhou Laifeng. She held a literacy class last month and she studied here for a month."

By saying this, everyone knows each other.

"My name is Ding Ermiao, a friend of Lao Zhou." Ding Ermiao introduced himself, then asked Huang Kejun, saying:
"You know that Lao Zhou has a beautiful daughter in his family, but have you heard that Zhou Laifeng was not so beautiful before?"

Huang Kejun was stunned, not knowing what Ding Ermiao meant.

"I know. I've heard people say that Zhou Laifeng used to have a big black scar on her face. After she disappeared for a few days, she became very beautiful after she came back. Her parents didn't even dare to recognize her. The same as her, and Two girls near here." Luo Yufeng took the words and said:
"I heard that their previous illnesses were caused by others. Later, they met Maoshan disciples and used some method to cure their illnesses, and then they became beautiful."

"Yes, I am that Maoshan disciple." Ding Ermiao smiled proudly.

Huang Kejun was surprised and asked: "Are you a disciple of Maoshan? Is it you who cured Zhou Laifeng's disease?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

Huang Kejun walked around Ding Ermiao, looked at Ding Ermiao, and murmured: "I thought... Maoshan disciples were all like those in the TV series, old men with white beards in Taoist robes, not To think you are so young."

Ding Ermiao smiled and said nothing.

"Um..., was it Lao Zhou who asked you to come here? What's the matter with you coming here?" Luo Yufeng was more concerned about this.Late at night, Maoshan disciples suddenly came to visit, which was a bit uneasy no matter what.

"I came here originally for some personal matters. Unexpectedly, I discovered something very bad..." Ding Ermiao chuckled, suddenly pointed at Huang Kejun, and said:

"Looking at the darkness between your eyebrows, the ghost energy has entered your body, and you still have three months to live at most. Tell me, what strange things have happened to you recently?"

Huang Kejun and Luo Yufeng changed colors at the same time.

"I, I don't, I'm... fine in everything." After a long while, Huang Kejun stammered.

Ding Ermiao snorted, looked at Huang Kejun, and said slowly: "Since good words can't persuade a damn ghost, then why should I meddle in other people's business? I say goodbye to you two, so as not to disturb you!"

After saying that, Ding Ermiao sneered again, turned around and was about to go out.

Judging from the routines of general goofy TV dramas, at this time, Huang Kejun would grab himself, admit his mistake and apologize, then hesitatingly tell an unspeakable private story, and finally beg himself for help with tears streaming down his face.

——This is Ding Ermiao's guess.

But when Ding Ermiao walked out of the door, Huang Kejun still didn't come to persuade him to stay.

Damn it, the plot of the TV series is inaccurate!Ding Ermiao walked forward, feeling troubled in her heart.If Huang Kejun is not willing to let him help, it will be really difficult.

Could it be that you are willing to die without saving him?
Fortunately, just when Ding Ermiao was about to walk to the aisle, Luo Yufeng chased him out from behind and shouted: "Brother Ding, wait a moment..."

You still can’t survive it, right?Ding Ermiao smiled inwardly, stood still, and looked back at Luo Yufeng.

(End of this chapter)