"What? Father, why are you here?"
Ren Fa looked at Ren Weiyong who was standing in the corner and asked subconsciously.
In the next moment.
The walking stick in his hand was directly flung away, and his entire body trembled.
Ren Tingting, who was supporting him, was also scared out of her wits.
"Grandpa, Grandpa ~"
Thud.
Ren Fa knelt in front of Ren Weiyong and cried.
"Father, I am unfilial. I let bad people disturb your peace.”
Ren Fa glanced at Ren Weiyong, who had a Corpse Suppressing Talisman on his forehead.
He wanted to catch it, but was immediately stopped by Chen Changsheng.
"Old Master Ren, your father has already become a zombie. If you don't want to die, I suggest you don't touch that yellow talisman.”
"Zombie? How is that possible? How can my father be a zombie? "Then, his gaze changed and he questioned.
"Ninth Uncle, why is my father's corpse with you? Did you go to the cemetery last night?”
Ninth Uncle was also at a loss. He had lost his memory.
He had long forgotten what happened last night. How could he remember?
"What are you talking about? We said that your father had a zombie transformation and we subdued him. You wouldn't believe us even if we said that. Damask, let him see.”Chen Changsheng's tone was stiff.
Ren Fa's tone made him very unhappy.
Yue Qiluo glanced at Chen Changsheng and instantly understood what he meant.
The eyelashes on her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and then she walked in front of Ren Weiyong.
He pulled off the yellow talisman on Ren Weiyong's forehead.
"Roar!"
Ren Weiyong immediately bared his fangs at Ren Fa.
In fact, his heart was breaking down. Corpse King, son, why did you offend the Corpse King?
"Ah ~"
"Grandpa, zombie ~"
There were two screams, one from Ren Fa and the other from Ren Tingting.
Looking at Ren Weiyong who revealed his fierce aura, the two of them directly fainted from fear.
Then, Yue Qiluo stuck the yellow talisman back.
Ren Weiyong thought as he calmed down.
I can finally avoid the Corpse King. That gaze almost scared me to death just now…
"Brother Changsheng, how is it?”Yue Qiluo smiled.
She was innocent and bright.
Chen Changsheng pinched her cheek. As expected, the black-bellied one had to be Damask.
Yan Hongye's mouth twitched. Who were these two people?
Junior Brother, Old Master Ren?" Ninth Uncle pointed at Ren Weiyong and asked.
Chen Changsheng very quickly fabricated a story, perfectly fending off the situation.
Ninth Uncle didn't doubt it, but he felt ashamed of Feng Shui Master's methods.
Half an hour later, Ren Fa and Ren Tingting woke up.
He no longer dared to offend Chen Changsheng, and his words became polite.
As for Ren Tingting, she carefully looked at Chen Changsheng like a celestial being.
Chen Changsheng was also sizing her up. She was wearing a western tunic dress and had a slender waist.
Her figure was revealed without a doubt.
Her skin was as white as jade, and her face was shaped like an egg.
A pair of long white thighs protruded out and was extremely exquisite. She was a great beauty.
Ren Tingting's heart was in a mess.
Why is he always looking at me? What should I do? He's looking at me again.
Could it be that he likes me?
But he looks very handsome. If he confesses to me, I will definitely agree.
His mind was filled with the action of the Pegasus as he fantasized.
"This Taoist priest, I wonder when my late father will be able to rest in peace.”Ren Fa asked.
However, her hands were already trembling.
"Old Master Ren, right? I suggest that Ren Weiyong stay in the mortuary. It's good for you and everyone. Don't you already have an answer in your heart?”
There was a hidden meaning in Chen Changsheng's words.
Ren Fa laughed dryly and did not answer.
Then, he threw down a bag of money and left Ren Tingting behind.
"I'm sorry for blaming you wrongly just now.”Ren Tingting apologized.
"It's fine. Ordinary people will be like this.”Chen Changsheng said.
"May I know your name?”Ren Tingting asked.
"Chen Changsheng." Chen Changsheng said.
Ren Tingting jumped up in joy, revealing two dimples.
She stood up like a young girl in her first love.
"Chen Changsheng, I'll remember you. I'll come and play with you again next time.”
With that, she ran out shyly.
"Brother Changsheng is liked again. Yue Qiluo is so pitiful.”
Yue Qiluo came out from the side pitifully and changed into a new set of clothes.
From top to bottom, it was all black.
Her hair was tied into two braids. She was a dark little loli.
It could be sweet or salty.
"You're jealous."
Chen Changsheng scratched Yue Qiluo's nose, very pleased.
In a flash, it was already afternoon.
Someone came to ask Ninth Uncle to catch a ghost. From the sound of it, it seemed to be a little serious.
Chen Changsheng vaguely heard that men had become mummies, and that their deaths were extremely terrifying.
"Xiangsheng Guoguo, what's wrong with the mud? Brother Changsheng, what are you listening to?"
Yue Qiluo's unclear words came from below the door.
It was as if there was something in her mouth, and her words were unclear.
Chen Changsheng, who was standing at the door, lowered his head to take a look and smiled in enjoyment.
"There's business coming. It's fine. You can continue.”
"Yes."
"Woo, woo."
……
In the village.
A man said to Ninth Uncle in horror.
"Ninth Uncle, it's true. I heard that they all became like that after taking a painting.”
"Painting? What painting?”Yan Hongye asked as she took a sweet potato and ate it.
"The immortals in the painting are beautiful, extremely beautiful. No, demons, it should be said that they are demons. They come out of the painting and suck the Yang soul dry.”The man's spirit became more and more intense.
"Do you know where the painting is?" Ninth Uncle asked.
The man returned to normal and shook his head.
Then, she nodded." Those paintings are floating around on their own. If I hadn't drunk too much last night, I'm afraid I would have died too. But they're really beautiful.”
"Haha, fairy, fairy, I'm here.”
The man went crazy again and was knocked out by Yan Hongye's palm.
Chen Changsheng and Yue Qiluo walked in, their faces glowing with a spring breeze.
"One of the Yang flames is missing.”
Chen Changsheng looked at the man and hit the nail on the head.
A person had three fires, and even a little weakness would cause one to be possessed, let alone one less.
"He's an immortal in a painting, or he can also be said to be a demon.
Using men's desires to devour their souls.
I've encountered them in the Profound Heart Sect before, but they all escaped. I came out this time to pursue them and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens!”
"Immortal in a painting, why does it sound like a Chinese ghost story?”
Chen Changsheng glanced at Yan Hongye. Wasn't this guy from A Chinese Ghost Story?
It turned out that he had already entered the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story and still did not know!
PS: More ah, everyone support, Yue Qiluo is speechless, get in the car quickly, the old driver is here.
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