Chapter Twenty-Nine: Mid-Autumn Festival
Feng Ningwan drove home and arranged a copper coin array in the flower room and put the ghost in it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
As soon as the ghost was released, he opened his teeth and claws to break free, and was trapped in the net formed by the copper coin formation, Feng Ningwan was afraid that she would roar and scream, so he added a soundproof note to the copper coin array early in the morning, so that the sound inside could not leak out.
Then he looked around the ghost and sighed. No wonder the ghost almost didn't accept her, her soul was uneven, and she lacked love, no wonder she was dissipated and angry.
Feng Ningwan went to take out a lotus lamp, glared resentfully at Qin Yi who was watching TV on the sofa, and walked out.
Feng Ningwan lit the lotus lamp, used the copper coin to correspond to the position of the Big Dipper in the sky, connected the copper coin with the ink fountain line, tied one end to a copper coin and threw it into the formation, pasted it on the ghost's chest, and tied the other end to the lotus lantern.
"Seven stars lead the way, the lotus flower is fixed, and the wind is fast" Feng Ningwan picked up the flame on the lotus lamp with his sword finger and threw it to the hollow place in the middle of the seven copper coins.
Feng Ningwan paid attention to the lotus lamp, and then looked at the yin fire in the eyes of the copper coin, waiting for the seven stars to use the ghost's own breath as a guide to bring back the lost soul.
Feng Ningwan sat in front of the lotus lamp and was about to fall asleep, only to see the spirit pulled back by the red line, Feng Ningwan threw the copper coin in his hand, hit the door of the face of the lotus, and then tied the ink fountain line tied with the copper coin and the beginning of the entanglement, hanging on the lotus lamp holder.
"Lotus Fix, Return" Feng Ningwan pasted the rune paper on the ink fountain line, pressed the two ends, the rune paper began to shake forward, the two ink fountains overlapped, and finally the soul overlapped.
Feng Ningwan ripped off the ink fountain line, looked at the quiet ghost, opened the netherworld path, and let her go on the road.
Feng Ningwan sent the ghost away, he was already very tired, and after entering the room, he asked Wu to ask Qin Yi to leave, so he was quiet and silent.
In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, Feng Ningwan and Lu Cheng were sitting in a street stall and were fighting bloodily.
"Hey, that's my pork liver, Feng Ningwan, can you look like a girl" Lu Cheng snatched the plate full of pork liver and put it in front of him, yelling at Feng Ningwan.
"Then do you have a bit of a man's demeanor, grab food with girls, shameless" Feng Ningwan glanced at Lu Cheng, and then reached out and grabbed a handful of pork liver and put it in front of him, infinitely despised Lu Cheng.
"Feng Ningwan, you're enough" Lu Cheng stood up angrily and began to grab food with both hands, and the snails, prawns, and crabs in front of Feng Ningwan all began to disappear rapidly.
Feng Ningwan raised his head, pointed his sword at Lu Cheng's wrist hemp, all the things in Lu Cheng's hand fell, and returned to the plate in front of Feng Ningwan, Feng Ningwan looked at Lu Cheng like an idiot, sarcastically, "It's up to you, dare to come with me, and don't see if you have that ability"
Lu Cheng was instantly angry, a man was so despised and humiliated by a woman, but he would not give up if he was a little bloody, Lu Cheng walked to another table next to him and shouted at the boss, "Boss, three catties of lobster, one snail, two crabs, one catty of pork liver, one copy of fish maw and one spicy roe, count her account"
Feng Ningwan didn't blink her eyes, and snorted coldly.
"Hmph, what is it, Lao Tzu is a man, I don't know you as a little woman, this is demeanor, you are a sour person, I don't understand" Lu Cheng held his head high, extremely proud.
The boss looked at the mess on the table, shook his head helplessly, and quickly brought the dishes up.
One hour, the plates in front of the two were all empty, and the plates were full of garbage, Lu Cheng leaned back in the chair, rubbed his stomach and said, "Hey, I'm so full, the boss is honest"
Feng Ningwan didn't go any better, moved a chair to put her feet on, leaned on the back of the chair, and was speechless.
"Wanwan, do you remember what we did in the Mid-Autumn Festival the year before last?" Lu Cheng rubbed his stomach and asked with a smile.
The corners of Feng Ningwan's mouth twitched, and she replied angrily, "Drink, drink crazy"
"Haha, I remember that you seemed to have asked the bus driver to open the roof, haha, you didn't see the driver's expression, ouch, laughed to death, I laughed at this joke for a few years, and it still doesn't go out of style" Lu Cheng smiled and his stomach hurt, and his whole face was distorted.
"Hello, if you're good, you won't pull your collar as a toilet bowl and vomit so disgusting" Feng Ningwan frowned and frowned, and fanned it a few times with her hand, disgusted that she couldn't do it.
"It's better than you, looking for crystal slippers? You think you're Cinderella," Lu Cheng glared at Feng Ningwan.
"That's better than hugging anyone, hello to a beggar as a beauty, lust is obsessed" Feng Ningwan didn't dare to show weakness.
"What about you, old virgin, and you're not afraid of being perverted, ah, no, you're already perverted" Lu Cheng sat up and followed the trend.
"That's better than anyone you've ever seen, and I don't know if you're sick, hey, stay away from you in the future, idiots will be contagious, warm reminder, you'd better check HIV, be careful of ulcers all over your body" Feng Ningwan kicked away the chair and looked at Lu Cheng, both of them with round eyes.
"Feng Ningwan, you lack virtue, you" Lu Cheng couldn't stare at Feng Ningwan, roared angrily, got up and strode away.
Feng Ningwan hurriedly caught up, kicked Lu Cheng's buttocks, and said with a wicked smile, "Yo, I can't see it, my ass is quite elastic"
Lu Cheng covered his buttocks, "Female hooligan, don't miss your master, you don't like this"
Feng Ningwan trotted two steps, put her hand on Lu Cheng's shoulder, put her hand into Lu Cheng's collar, and smiled even more evilly and teased, "Yo, good skin, you don't like me, is it possible that you have fallen in love with a handsome guy with abdominal muscles, and he has been crushed every night"
Lu Cheng pushed Feng Ningwan away, and gritted his teeth angrily, "You were pressed, you were ecstatic every night, you were popped with chrysanthemums, you picked up soap."
Feng Ningwan smiled so hard that she couldn't stand up straight, covered her stomach and said shamelessly, "The old lady is a woman, it's normal to be pressed, you are pressed, it's hard to be done, you are also a woman, and you also pick up soap, haha, do you often do this?"
"Feng Ningwan, are you a woman, you dare to say such a nasty word" Lu Cheng tripped over the empty bottle at his feet, almost slipped, picked up the bottle and threw it at Feng Ningwan.
Feng Ningwan turned sideways, the bottle flew over his shoulder, and he didn't forget to tease "Yo yo, Cheng Cheng is annoyed and angry"
"Chengcheng, your uncle, can you not be disgusting Lao Tzu" Lu Cheng wanted to fight Feng Ningwan with both hands and feet, but he was all greeted in the air.
Feng Ningwan looked at Lu Cheng, who was punching and kicking a meter away, laughed weakly, and coaxed, "Okay, Chengcheng is good, I'll take you to the bus"
"Don't go" Lu Cheng saw that he didn't hit for a long time, and he was tired and out of breath.
Feng Ningwan walked over, took Lu Cheng's hand, and coaxed, "Okay, don't be angry, you see that I am not angry when I am beaten by you, let's go, didn't I promise you to accompany you on the bus every Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Lu Cheng glared at Feng Ningwan with hatred, and left obediently, belching from time to time, with a mouthful of wine.
The bus agreement of the Mid-Autumn Festival was three years ago, and every year since then, Feng Ningwan and Lu Cheng have spent the Mid-Autumn Festival together, and they are drunk every time, as for what happened that day, Feng Ningwan doesn't remember, only promised Lu Cheng's things, Feng Ningwan remembers it in his heart.
The two walked to the platform, sat on the bench of the platform, leaned against each other, closed their eyes and rested.
After a long time, Feng Ningwan was almost a little confused, only to see a bus coming, Feng Ningwan shook Lu Cheng awake, stood up, and waited to get on the bus.
In front of the bus passing by Feng Ningwan, the carriage was very empty, only the special seat of the old and weak women and children in front of him was an old man with gray hair, and his whole body was glowing green.
"Hey, get in the car" Lu Cheng pulled the wind and dragged to the front door.
"Lu Cheng, let's sit down" Feng Ningwan grabbed Lu Cheng and didn't let him get into the car.
"What are you waiting for the next one, I'm tired, I'm about to fall asleep" Lu Cheng was unhappy.
Feng Ningwan was dragged up by Lu Cheng, threw coins, and sat in the back with Lu Cheng.