Linglong came back from the dead, not only did her face not change, but her voice did not change in the slightest, but anyone who saw Linglong could not find any reason to say that she was not Linglong. No matter what method she uses to come back from the dead, she is truly exquisite.

Although this era is extremely harsh on women, those dogmas and rules can overwhelm a deep woman, but in the face of the Linglong who came back, even if the husband's family is unwilling, he has to temporarily let her enter the house, because as long as she is alive, she is the wife of the main house, and no matter how endurable the stepfamily she married later, she has to be in an awkward position.

According to the rules of the Eight Classics, even if the original partner is gone at a young age, the status cannot be changed, which is clearly written in black and white in the book of life and death of the underworld, and the husband can only be buried with the original after a hundred years, and the stepfamily cannot be buried together. Whether it is a person who pays attention to the rules, or a person who makes small moves behind the scenes, the life and death book of the underworld will not change, once two people get married, this is a lifetime thing.

Linglong died once, went to the underworld, beat the drum of injustice, and met the judge and the king of Hades, she was already desperate, but when she met Zhang Beibei, she didn't know how her mentality changed. I used to think that my husband was the sky, but now I look at it again, my former self was really stupid, I am myself, why should I rely on other people's breath to live? Although her mother-in-law and father-in-law were elders to her, they did not raise her as an adult, and second, they did not give her any benefits, but after marrying, they made all kinds of rules, making her look inferior to the servants in the family.

Why do you want to obey? Is it just because of the identity of 'daughter-in-law'? Actually, no, but it was the dogma she grew up with that made her think it was right, because she had never seen any other way, and now the man who was all over the gold and looked a little stupid gave her another life.

In addition to the rules that should be followed, Linglong sees herself as an equal person to her mother-in-law, and when she faces her husband again, she no longer feels that this man is her god.

How can you describe this feeling? Linglong felt that it was comfortable with the immortals who became immortals in the script, and she felt that Zhang Beibei might be an immortal who came down from the sky and went to the underworld to have fun, because when the other party took her out of the underworld, the king of Yama, the judge, Di Ting and other ghosts with official positions all came to see her off, and they were very respectful, and no one dared to object to her, the unruly soul who left the underworld and went to the yang world.

She must have accumulated a lot of blessings in her previous life, and she can only meet real immortals in this life, Linglong thought a little.

"The sun outside tastes good." Zhang Beibei squatted outside holding Li Qingming's soul, both of them were soul bodies, ordinary people couldn't see them at all, but as long as the people in the mansion passed by here, they would subconsciously avoid Zhang Beibei. He is a saint or a little sun, a god who is unique in the world, the most important god for all living beings, and an existence respected by all living beings.

Carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions and pavilions, cornices and corners, the place that enters the eye is full of ancient paintings. The maids who walked through the cloister wore slim curly robes, some of the servants wore neat shorts, and the masters of the mansion occasionally passed by, and they were extremely luxuriously dressed.

This is ancient times, two hundred and five widened his eyes, watching them wearing extremely cumbersome clothes, holding Li Qingming and quietly getting a few to burn for himself, and then helping Li Qingming change them on. Well, although he is still unconscious, his body is wrapped in a robe, and as long as he lifts the hem below, he can see Li Qingming's smooth body, Zhang Beibei feels that this is much more convenient than those pants.

also changed into burned clothes, Zhang Beibei hugged Li Qingming and walked around the house.

When I shook my head, I could hear the sound of the waves, and I guess my mind was still full of water. Anyway, even if such a two hundred and five has the identity of a saint and is a little sun, when he comes to the mansion of a big family in ancient times, he is still confused, except for knowing that this family's surname is Gong, it is a local family, and Linglong is the daughter-in-law of this family, nothing else...... It's not clear.

The brain is a good thing, in fact, it plays an extremely limited role in the face of absolute strength, but there is only one small sun in the whole world, and there is only one North Pole, he can have no brains, and others really can't.

Because of Linglong's appearance, the atmosphere of the entire Gong Mansion stiffened, and the subordinates were cautious all the time, for fear of colliding with which master. Among the masters in the house, the most unhappy is the mother-in-law of Linglong, this old lady Gong has been strong all her life, and in her own field, she is absolutely the same. And Linglong's daughter-in-law is in her field, and she is easier to handle than her subordinates, after all, if any of her subordinates dies, she will have to spend money to block the mouth of Youyou, and she will have to manage her reputation, but if her daughter-in-law is gone, she will just say a few words later, and she will die of a violent illness or something, and her in-laws will never say anything.

In this era of extreme harshness on women, certain things are also taken for granted. It's a very balanced, but somewhat deformed, and the people who live in it don't have the ability to struggle out of it, even if they realize it's a purgatory-like place. Everyone is an inconspicuous drop of water in the long river of history, and no one can struggle to open it, which is a fatalistic trend, which makes people helpless, but they also have to succumb.

Those who call for wind and rain as soon as they cross, as if the whole world is a doll without thoughts, and the cleverness of those who cross will only happen in it. Even if Zhang Beibei is stupid, he knows that one person is not capable of competing with the whole world, isn't he a chestnut himself...... Even Sun Xingjun, when he wanted to save his lover's life, he had to take a long time.

If he waved his sleeves, Li Qingming's soul was immediately complete, and then he woke up, and his strength increased greatly and lived with the sky, how good would it be. But that's just a thought, Zhang Beibei knows that some things need to be done slowly to succeed, don't eat a fat man.

Squatting at the gate, looking at Linglong standing in front of the old lady Gong as if she had changed into a different person, she smiled and said: "The daughter-in-law had a dream, and there was an immortal in the dream to guide the daughter-in-law, and she could come back when she opened her eyes, so the daughter-in-law came back." ”

In this case, even the extremely superstitious old lady Gong would not believe it, because if the immortals were so easy to encounter, the world would have been chaotic long ago. She only refused to tell the truth, and snorted coldly: "Since you come back, you will live a good life, I have already told Heng'er, you will still be the main house in the future, as for the Yu family, let her be a flat wife." ”

In a word, Linglong's identity has settled, as for the tricks behind, Mrs. Gong naturally won't say it directly, she has been in charge of the back house for so many years, and if she can let a person die once, she can let her die twice, three times, or a thousand times......

Leaving from the courtyard of the old lady Gong, Linglong's eyes were empty, and she murmured: "There are immortals, I have seen ......" 166 Reading Network