"Brother, what's wrong with your hand?"

When Dr. Bian returned home, a beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old immediately saw what was going on in his hands and asked worriedly.

The girl's name is Fleur.

The name is nice.

It's just not good to be associated with the surname.

Doctor Bian looked at his sister's worried look and smiled: "It's okay, if you accidentally scratch it when you collect medicine, you will be fine with a medicine bag."

Fleur looked dissatisfied, and quickly brought a basin of water, and asked her brother Doctor Bian to wash the wound, and then personally smeared the medicine and bandaged it with a cloth.

"You know how to take care of others, but you don't know how to take care of yourself."

Fleur muttered.

Doctor Bian smiled.

His parents died early, and the brother and sister depended on each other and had a good relationship. used to be a child, but in a blink of an eye, they were all so old that they could get married.

Doctor Bian looked at Fleur.

I wonder which guy this sensible sister will be cheaper.

It should be fifteen, right?

Doctor Bian's heart.

"Fifteen" is not a number, nor a date, but the name of a lad.

Happy Town has a Taoist temple called "Mai Temple".

There are two poor boys in the Taoist temple, one is called the first and the other is called fifteen.

Because Happy Town has been peaceful for hundreds of years, the Taoist temple has never had any business, and the two guys often have to work outside to earn a little living expenses.

Doctor Bian has a very good heart, and when he encounters poor people who come to seek medical treatment, he will not charge for it, and he went up the mountain to collect medicine today, also to treat the father of a poor girl.

Therefore, when I saw the pitiful first and fifteenth days of the new year, I would often call them to come to the house for dinner.

After going back and forth, Fifteen met his sister Fleur.

Dr. Bian has no view of the door, and he is not considered poor.

In his opinion, although the fifteenth child is usually a little slippery, his heart is not bad, as long as he is willing to be a Taoist priest and live a good life, he is willing to marry Furong to him.

"Okay, go wash the keel grass, and I'll give Miss Chen and her father medicine later." Doctor Bian said to Fleur.

Fleur let out an "oh", picked up the medicine basket, and walked to the pool.

She'll have to move faster, and she'll have to make dinner later.

…

At the medical hall, when Furong finished washing the medicinal herbs and began to prepare dinner, in a Taoist temple in Happy Town, a young man who looked very much like "Zhanzhao", and a fat man who was slightly old and looked seven points similar to Zhuge Kongping, were studying whether to go to Bian's house for dinner at night.

In the corner of the town, in the man's house that bumped into Dr. Bian in the evening, a pregnant woman who was pregnant in October was preparing to give birth with the help of Wen Po.

The man was in a hurry.

Because his wife's birth doesn't seem to be going well.

…

Meanwhile.

In a barren mountain not far from the town, two figures appeared.

"Is this it?"

One person holds a map and looks around left and right.

It was getting dark, but the figure holding the map had no intention of lighting a lamp or holding a torch.

The "man" looked at the map, kept checking around, and then walked with another figure into the depths of the barren mountain.

The two of them walked and observed, and after searching for two hours, they actually walked to the mountain where Dr. Bian collected medicine in the evening.

"Looks like it's here!"

The two stopped.

One of them looked slightly excited, as if he couldn't wait.

But he didn't move.

On the contrary, the figure holding the map on the side, the breath of the upper body floated, like smoke overflowing from the body, spreading a special qi to cover the entire mountain!

"Ghost King, where are you?"

The man on the side also looked vigilant, constantly looking around.

That's right.

This person is Chen Ziwen.

The corpse qi on the side is all over this mountain, and it is naturally the zombie clone at the peak of the golden armor corpse.

This way of searching is fast!

Soon, the clone locked on to a place like no other.

It was a newly built mound.

On the grave, there is a wooden tablet with a few words written in blood.

At this time, a "woman" wearing a purple gauze skirt "floated" out of this small tomb, looking at this small tomb, her eyes showed a trace of emotion.

"Engong, thank you for helping Yan Hong sort out the bones, Yan Hong has been a slave and a maid in this life, and she will definitely repay you."

This woman called "Yan Hong" is naturally a female ghost.

She looked at the grave that Doctor Bian had arranged for her, smelled the smell of blood on the tombstone, and saw that it was late at night

pia！

Yan Hong's body sank, as if she was restrained by an invisible force, and she smashed her head to the ground!

"Ghost King, you can't run!"

At this moment, an excited roar sounded from afar.

Two figures rushed at a breakneck speed!

One of the figures jumped up, flew out dozens of meters, fell from the sky, sat on Yan Hong's back, and pressed Yan Hong, who just wanted to struggle to get up, to the ground again!

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Help me! ”

Scarlet screamed!

She wanted to get rid of the "person" on her back, but found that she couldn't get rid of it no matter what, on the contrary, she was trapped on the spot by an invisible force, unable to move!

Oh, my God.

Is my life so miserable?

Yan Hong's face was horrified.

Two hundred years ago, she was sent by the villagers as a "ghost sacrifice" to the Jizo Ghost King as a ghost bride, and then was sucked to death by the Ghost King.

Two hundred years later, she finally became a ghost, but she didn't expect to be bullied.

"What are you going to do? Please spare me! ”

Scarlet pleaded.

However, the doppelganger was unmoved.

Chen Ziwen finally arrived at this time, looking at Yan Hong, who was wrapped in the anger of the doppelganger golden armor corpse, and was a little surprised.

This ghost king......

It's pretty good!

Chen Ziwen thought that the ghost king was ugly, but he didn't expect that he looked like a weak and pitiful woman, a female ghost.

The strength is so weak.

Chen Ziwen said in his heart.

However, remembering that Wang Hui said that the ghost king was in a state of weakness, Chen Ziwen could understand it again.

"No need to disguise, Ghost King, give me your origin!"

Chen Ziwen snorted coldly.

Ghosts are a product of idealism, so the source that can make the ghost king immortal is usually his heart.

As long as he gets the heart of the ghost king, Chen Ziwen can refine the demon birth baby knot ghost dragon and phoenix pill, so he doesn't want to wait for a moment!

So with a cold snort, the clone turned into an arm and grabbed it towards Yan Hong's left chest

"Wait, I'm not the Ghost King! My name is Yan Hong! ”

Yan Hong yelled!

The doppelganger action is a meal!

The five fingers had torn through his purple ghost clothes and stopped on his chest.

"What's your name? Purples? ”

Chen Ziwen was stunned.

Barren Mountain, New Grave, Female Ghost, Yan Hong, Ghost King...... Chen Ziwen suddenly thought of a movie.

"Who got you this grave?"

Chen Ziwen hurriedly asked.

Yan Hong looked scared: "It's a kind son."

Chen Ziwen: "What kind of son?"

Yan Hong: "A very handsome son."

Chen Ziwen: "......"

"Am I handsome?"

“…… No, no ...... you."

Yan Hong lowered her head.