Family Has a Concubine

"Don't come here..." The fat man kept crying, wanted to hide but had nowhere to hide, so he couldn't help but kowtow to the outward ghost.

Suddenly, he discovered that he could control his body today!

He couldn't move when he saw a ghost before. Not only can I move, I can talk today! Thinking, he cried desperately: "This eldest brother, elder sister, uncle, and aunt...no matter who you are... just let me go..."

"Yes, you let us go..." The thin man and the old man behind also cried, "If you want to kill or eat, eat the fat man in front! He has a lot of meat!"

The fat man was dizzy with anger, and instantly felt the world's deep malice towards the fat man, but his tongue cramped because he was too scared. He couldn't even scold him, only his tears and snot running in the wind.

"Poisonous woman...deadly!" The ghost outside shouted sternly.

"Brother... please forgive us!" The three of them were so frightened that they said no matter what time they said: "We are not poisonous women, please take a closer look...Just the three of us, how do we look like women? my God……"

"The poisonous woman does not die! You die! You die! You die!" The ghost outside was howling miserably, and a pair of hands with long nails patted the carved wooden window desperately.

"Bang bang bang--" The carved window pane made a desperate babble, and the door was so fragile that it seemed to fall down at any time.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh..." the three cried out in fright.

"Ah-blood, blood and blood-ah yeah -" The thin man suddenly widened his eyes and pointed to the ground firmly.

The fat man and the old man looked down and saw that a large pool of black and red liquid was leaking from Menfeng, and the three of them cried out in fright, "Help...please help!!!"

But with their screams, the door became louder and louder, and the ghostly blue and **** face stuck to the carved pane, extremely hideous.

"Don't come over! Don't come over." The three of them kept backing away in fright, but their feet had long been frightened, and they couldn't stand up no matter how hard they tried.

"Nie Xie!" At this moment, there was a cold shout outside.

I saw the ghost scream "Ah" and then "suddenly", disappearing.

The three of them saw the ghost suddenly disappear, but they were still too scared to recover. Their bodies were shaking constantly, and their eyes were looking straight in the direction of the door, as if looking at it for a while, the ghost would be lying there again to kill him. .

With a "bang", the door was pushed open, only to see an old monk with white eyebrows standing there: "Oh, look at the wicked obstacles you provoke."

Seeing that the man was actually an old monk, the three of them crawled over with their noses and tears: "Old god! Master! You want to save us."

The fat man hugged the master's legs tightly and raised his face full of tears and snot: "Master, you have to save me, take it! Help me!"

The old monk shook his head: "It's not me who can help you, but you yourself."

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about, if I can bear it, why should I be entangled by it." The fat man looked at the master and treated him as a living bodhisattva.

This ghost has been haunting him for many days, and today is the only state where he can move and speak, and it is also the most sober one. In the past, when I slept in a daze, I saw the ghost outside slamming the door when I was half asleep and half awake.

It is useless to find people to exorcise evil spirits everywhere, even if he lives in the monastery, it can catch up. He was going crazy.

But tonight, this master is the only one who can drink it back, how could the fat guy not be excited.

The old monk still shook his head: "Stupid!"

"Master, we are all stupid, please give me some pointers." The thin man wiped his flushed eyes and kowtowed towards the master.

The old monk said: "As the saying goes, there is a difference between Yin and Yang, people have paths, ghosts have ghost paths, if there is no cause and effect, how can these evil obstacles entangle you?"

The fat man shook his head desperately, the fat on his face trembling: "Master, you speak human."

"This evil barrier is Wu Yiyi who passed away not long ago!" The old monk raised his pale eyebrows.

"Ah-Wu, Wu Yiyi?" The three screamed in fright, their eyes widened.

"So, do you understand?" the old monk said.

"No, no, we don't understand." The fat man shook his head, his nose and saliva almost came out.

The thin man and the old man didn't want to understand this thing, because the more they thought about it, the more scary they became.

The old monk said: "When you sell things to that woman, you just feed poison into his mouth!"

The three fat guys turned pale again in fright, and the fat guy shouted, "It's none of my business, it's none of it. We didn't know at the time... we didn't know at all."

"Humph." The master snorted softly, "Also thinking that you don't know. If you knew it, it would have taken your lives long ago."

The three of them trembled, and the thin man said with a stretched face of the thin horse: "He is so powerful, why not just take the man who killed him?"

The old monk said: "The woman has a charm drawn by a tall man, so I am not afraid of him. He has nowhere to complain and has to find you. If you dare to tell lies... just wait to be torn and eaten by him!"

The fat man sat down on the ground, and the old man in gray clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

"You guys do it for yourself." The old monk finished speaking, and then turned and left.

"Master!" The fat man was startled, and the three saw the master turn around and go out, and disappeared in an instant.

As soon as the old monk left, the three of them felt gloomy again.

"What to do...what to do..." The fat man was so scared that he started to cry

The thin man looked at the old man: "Uncle...You, were you entangled by him some time ago?"

The old man in gray's expression changed: "Yes, don't you...you too?"

The thin man got a positive answer, his face even more ugly, "I didn't believe in this stuff...but I was beaten by him again and again, and he couldn't move..."

Moreover, how can it be a coincidence that three people were entangled together.

But I know that the matter of Chu Xuehai hasn't happened before, so it's all true.

"What should I do now?" The fat man still said this sentence. "Let's confess tomorrow!"

"No." The thin man immediately refused, "Duke Cai just came here. If we recruit, the emperor will be furious, and we will be arrested."

"No! No!" The fat man shook his head desperately, "Now that God can't see it, I want to accept her! Otherwise, how can her stigma be revealed step by step. Let's do this. It’s doing good deeds for the heaven..."

The fat man felt that ghosts were more terrifying, and he was about to be frightened mad.

"If we don't help him, he will eat us, not even scum." The fat man cried vaguely, "If we help him, as long as we tell the truth, we will help him. That is Great merit. Good people will be rewarded, Goddess of Mercy and God will bless us and will not let anyone hurt us."

The remaining two have been haunted by ghosts for these days, and they are also on the verge of collapse. Listening to the fat man's words, they have been moved.

Besides, now telling the truth is death, and telling lies is death, so it is better to tell the truth! Maybe Wu Yiyi saw them redress the grievances for him, and he would bless them.

But there was a trace of reason left between the two.

The gray-clothed old man rolled his eyes: "This fat guy said it right... and, I have a plan, maybe I can get away with it..."

Chu Yun on the roof saw the following three heads discussing things whisperingly, and couldn't help but chuckle with a chuckle: "This fat guy is so savvy!"

"Third brother, let's go." Chu Feiyang said lightly.

The two flew down, quietly out of Heihu Alley.

When the two returned to the parking alley, they saw an old monk with a broken bowl in one hand and a stick in the other rushing over: "Give the silver! Give the silver!"

Chu Yunpanjun's face turned dark, and he took out a handful of silver cakes from his sleeves and put them in his bowl.

"There are only ten." The old monk looked at it, his eyes rounded, "It's still Lord Hou!"

At this time, a white ghost with long fluttering hair ran over, swiping the hair on his head, but it was Yuyang.

He wiped a blood stain on his face, and sighed: "You are a dead bald donkey. We weren't asking you to play the role. He robbed my brother's role. He squeezed up and said that he must be acting like a true character, and now he still feels too little money. ."

"I really appeared in my true colors, and I used my identity to bluff them." The old monk said.

Yuyang gave him a white look: "Does that person recognize you?"

The old monk's face stiffened, and his whole body was ill, and he became angry from embarrassment: "But you can't get ten little silver cakes."

"Can't ten?" Chu Yun raised his eyebrows, nodded, and then reached into his bowl, unexpectedly picked up a silver cake.

The old monk twitched his mouth, his eyes widened: "You--"

Chu Yunpan stretched out his hand into his bowl again.

The old monk was so annoyed that he slapped his hand away with a palm: "You can only have nine! You can't be less! You bastard! Even the old monk is bullied, and you will be punished."

While talking, he tightly protected the broken bowl with both hands, and finally turned around and threw something on him.

Chu Yunpan took it and opened his hand to look at it, vaguely seeing that it was a jade.

"This bastard." Yuyang was so angry that he wanted to chase him.

"Forget it, it's a high monk anyway!" A figure walked over, but it was Yuhan. That old monk was the Master Kong who fought in front of the Fahua Temple.

Yuyang was speechless for a moment, "It's still a monk, bah, I've either cheated money or snatched children's candied haws all day long. I haven't done any good deeds."

"I heard that the third grandma was given a life." Yu Han said.

"How did you approve?"

"Nothing was approved."

"Pooh!"