The oil-paper umbrella immediately stirred up and down like a boiling oil pot.

"What are you going to do", "Run", "Slipper, slipper", and the last one is a long-tongued ghost with a tongue that can't be cocked.

The rest of his life immediately stopped, holding a wet, soft thing in his hand, and said in his heart that I would be a hooligan for this thing.

He grabbed the soft object and dragged the ghost out, only to realize that it was her long tongue that was being pulled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Yu Sheng let go of his tongue and wiped his hands on a rag.

The long-tongued ghost turned around and ran, and was grabbed by his tongue again by the fast-eyed Yu Sheng, tied a knot and tied it to the chair.

"Heh, heh", the long-tongued ghost stuck out his tongue and tried to break away, but he couldn't do it.

"Let go of the puppet, let go of the puppet. The long-tongued ghost rushed up and scared Yu Sheng, and Yu Sheng was pressed on a chair.

"I asked you, you answered honestly, and the answer was satisfactory, and I will let you go later. The rest of my life couldn't help but talk to her.

"Really?" the long-tongued ghost paused, and when he saw Yu Sheng nodding, he sat down quietly.

"How did you die?"

The long-tongued ghost glanced at Yu Sheng and shook his tongue, but his handsome movements were stopped by the chair, so he complained: "What about you." ”

"Ahem. The rest of his life was a little embarrassed, and he was busy covering it up with wine.

The long-tongued ghost looked at the wine a little greedy, "Give it some too." ”

Yu Sheng was surprised, "Can you drink?"

The long-tongued ghost wondered, "Why can't you drink it, even tell you, you can't look down on the long-tongued puppet." ”

"Good, good. "The rest of her life is a little tired, and she has to guess what she says. He poured her a bowl of wine and untied his tongue.

The long-tongued ghost didn't run away, it was like a cow drinking water, and the long tongue rolled up the wine and threw it into his mouth.

"I'll go. Yu Sheng wiped his face and the wine on his face.

"I'm sorry. The long-tongued ghost was embarrassed to say.

Yu Sheng wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible, "Why don't you go to reincarnation?"

Yu Sheng was a little embarrassed to see the long-tongued ghost, "Do you have to do it?"

Yu Sheng nodded, "Otherwise, I'll stuff you back again." ”

"So, so, so. The long-tongued ghost said busily.

Then under her tongue-curling speech, Yu Sheng guessed a lot, and then smiled unkindly.

The long-tongued ghost couldn't think about it for a while because he was angry with her husband, so she hanged herself on a lanyard.

But when she was suffocating, she regretted it again because she still had nostalgia for the world.

However, the stool was kicked, and she could only die in infinite remorse.

Because of the injustice of death and the nostalgia for the world, she refused to be reincarnated and stayed in the world.

It's just that before she could cultivate her ghost power, she was trapped by Wu Zhu and became his tool to exorcise ghosts.

"Now, are you going to stay in the world, or do you choose reincarnation?" asked her the rest of the day.

"Reincarnation. "The long-tongued ghost told the rest of his life that it takes too much obsession to cultivate ghost power.

She didn't, and if she continued to stay in the world, she would soon be passively reincarnated, and there was also the danger of being trapped by Wu Zhu.

It's better to leave now.

"Now you can go. Yu Sheng said.

"Really?" the long-tongued man's eyes widened.

Yu Sheng nodded.

"But I want to finish this bowl of wine. The long-tongued ghost said with a twist.

Yu Sheng hurriedly dodged, "You drink, you drink." ”

The tongue of the long-tongued ghost licked in the wine bowl, and in the spilled water, it slowly turned into a little white light particle.

These particles of light formed a delicate woman, and then slowly dispersed.

"Thank you. A clear and soft voice sounded softly in Yu Sheng's ears.

After the light particles disappeared, the cold voice of the system sounded at the right time:

Life is too beautiful, please don't give up easily. The host successfully rescues the trapped long-tongued ghost, and the merit is worth 10 points.

The rest of his life breathed a sigh of relief, for the long-tongued ghost, and for his own merit.

He reached out and pulled out another ghost from the umbrella, it was the long-haired ghost who had collided with the Heavenly Master that day.

Yu Sheng tied his hair to a chair, and it was a long time before the two of them sat down calmly to drink and talk.

The long-haired ghost stayed in the world in search of a ghost, a female ghost, a female ghost who had been his wife.

The long-haired ghost was a martial artist when he was born, and he left his newlywed wife to rush to Julong City because of his darts, but when he passed through the mountain, he was attacked by the fierce beast Qiqi.

Although the long-haired ghosts were lucky enough to escape, after arriving at Julong City, there were only a dozen people left in the hundred-person team.

The road back was long and dangerous, and the surviving companions of the long-haired ghost decided not to return to Yangzhou City.

The long-haired ghost is homesick and insists on going back.

But the fierce beast Qiqi is an existence that ordinary sword immortals can't beat, with it blocking the road, long-haired ghosts are looking for Julong City, and no one dares to go to Yangzhou City.

The Rapunzel can only stay in Julong City, hoping that the fierce beast Qiqi will leave, or have a brave team to go to Yangzhou or nearby cities.

This is ten years of waiting, and when the long-haired ghost year enters middle age, he finally hears the news of Qiqi's departure.

So he happily followed the caravan that went southeast and rushed to Gusu City after ten years in Julong City.

After going through many difficulties and dangers to reach Gusu City, and then returning to Yangzhou City from Gusu City, it took him a year to finally return to his homeland.

When he entered Yangzhou City, it was already night, and he walked on the street where his home was, and his heart was beating "poof, poof".

When he walked along the familiar road to the door of the house, he found that the front of the door was overgrown with weeds, and it seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

Fortunately, there was a dim light on the windows of the house.

He hurriedly pushed the door in, and found his wife lying sleepy by the candlelight, and embroidery on the table.

When his wife heard the sound and looked up to find that it was him, she smiled unexpectedly, "You're back." ”

For a moment, he wondered, feeling that he was in a dream, because ten years had passed, and his wife's appearance and voice had not changed at all.

But he didn't care about thinking about it, and pulled his wife to talk to each other, but his wife insisted on getting up and cooking a meal for him.

It was all his favorite meal.

He was indeed hungry at the time, and as he devoured it, he looked up and saw his wife staring at her blankly.

He said, "You eat too." ”

His wife shook her head and advised him to eat more, "It will be difficult to eat again in the future." ”

He was puzzled at the time, but he blindly forgave his wife, saying that he would never leave again after he came back, and would always be by her side.

His wife nodded, smiled and agreed, and after he had finished eating, she made the bed for him and persuaded him to go to bed.

He was really tired at the time, so he lay down on the bed. His wife lay beside him, quietly watching him.

He spoke of his guilt, his waiting, his thoughts and the hard work of hurrying.

His wife talked about what happened after he left,

As he spoke, he slowly fell into a deep sleep.

In the morning, when the sun was three poles, he slowly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the house was not as clean as it was yesterday, it was full of cobwebs, and it had not been inhabited for a long time.

When he sat up, he saw himself lying on a rotten plank.

He turned to look at his wife nervously, only to find that there was no one next to him.

Everything from yesterday seems to be a real dream.

It wasn't until he saw the dishes and chopsticks on the table that he didn't have time to clean up last night that he was convinced that everything was real last night.

He had a bad premonition, and fled from the house in panic, standing on the side of the road, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar ruins in front of him with tears in his eyes.

An old neighbor happened to pass by and recognized him.

Pressed by him, the neighbor sighed and told him what had happened after he left.