Chen Ting's soul fell to the ground with a frightened face, and at a glance she saw a terrifying white face, so frightened that she almost fainted, but for some reason, her whole body stiffened like a plaster.

"The bride is here, hurry up, hurry up and get on the sedan chair."

The grimace matchmaker stretched out her big white hand like a turnip. While waving the handkerchief in his hand. While giving up the position, behind her, a big red sedan chair was quietly placed in the open space, and eight red-clothed sedan chairmen with the same discordant makeup as the matchmaker were half-kneeling in the open space.

The matchmaker gently opened the sedan curtain, showed a very scary smile at Chen Ting, and said:

"Bride, please."

As the matchmaker's words fell, Chen Ting's soul walked towards the sedan chair step by step, like a controlled marionette.

At this moment, a hand put on Chen Ting's left shoulder, and Fan Ren's voice came from behind Chen Ting:

"First, there has been no letter of appointment, and second, there are no three media and six certificates. Three do not choose the auspicious day of the zodiac, you just come to pick up people in such a mighty way, you king, you are too unparticular about doing things. ”

Saying that, Fan Ren pulled it violently. pulled Chen Ting behind him and looked coldly at the huge welcoming team:

"What's more, your so-called king actually raises ghosts that hook souls, what is the degree of Yin Justice?"

Hook the ghost, one of the ghosts that Yin Si will never let go, this ghost is put into a coffin when his life is not over, buried in the soil, and then in the coffin by a mortal who suffocates to death, is one of the most resentful ghosts.

Because of the special method of death, after death, the ghost actually has the ability to hook the soul and ask for his life, and the existence of such a ghost is a great provocation to the authority of Yin Si

However, because the soul hook ghost has the ability to hook the soul and ask for his life, he can detain the ghost, so it is quite popular with some people who are on the sidelines. So in the yang world, there are always repeated prohibitions.

Raising a ghost hook is now a felony in the Yin Division, catch one, and fry one in the oil pan.

Obviously. This seemingly leading matchmaker ghost is a knowledgeable character, and when he heard Fan Ren say this, his eyes rolled, and he said with a smile on his face:

"Yo yo yo, what did this errand say, the ghost of the soul hook ghost is forbidden by the Yin Division, our king doesn't dare to raise it at all."

Saying that, the matchmaker ghost waved her hand, and said with a distressed look: "As for the three media and six certificates mentioned by the superior, it was originally entrusted to us by the king of our family and let us handle it single-handedly, but unfortunately we forgot about it when we were old." ”

Fan Ren looked at the matchmaker ghost in front of him. The corners of her mouth outline a faint arc, worthy of being a ghost who was a matchmaker before her death, this ghost is full of words, looking at her expression, it really looks like that.

"But don't worry about the difference, courtesy. After the king of my family marries the bride, he will naturally make up for it. ”

Saying that, the matchmaker made a move to the team to welcome the relatives, and there were eight ghosts like sedan chairmen, and carried a cyan sedan chair to the side of the red sedan chair: "The king knows that we will meet a bad luck when we come to pick up the relatives, so he specially asked us to prepare two sedan chairs and invite the sedan chair to go to watch the ceremony together." ”

Fan Ren took a cursory look at the team to greet his relatives, and there were one or two hundred people. Although. Among these 200 people, there will not be ghosts, and there must be some indiscriminate things made by paper figures.

However, the battle still looks very bluffing.

What's more, even if he can bring all these two hundred people into the underworld, there is still the king in their mouth behind them.

Since this king can put on such a big battle when he welcomes his relatives. Then the strength he has gathered will definitely not be too small, even if Fan Ren can escape with Chen Ting now, but if the ghost king is angry with Chenjia Village or even the entire Nancheng, it will inevitably cause endless disasters

Case. Fan Ren decided immediately. Solved this ghost king.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Fan Ren gently patted Chen Ting's shoulder. After comforting him, he immediately got into the sedan chair.

"I want to see who dares to claim the throne of Nanshan."

Until now, Fan Ren was still haunted by the words of the ghost king Nanshanju in the mouth of that madman.

You must know that hundreds of years ago, there was a big monster who reigned in Nanshan and was beaten into a pulp by a passing monkey with a stick within a few years.

Whether it is the underworld or the heavenly court, it is still a monarchy, so someone dares to be the king in Nanshan. It can be said that he is very bold

Although Fan Ren was a modern person before he became a yincha, somehow, when he heard the word Nanshan, a nameless fire arose in his heart, plus this ghost king actually raised a group of ghosts who hooked souls, this is a proper job with Fan Ren. How can this be endured!

……

The greeting team picked up the two of them. Blow, blow, blow, and go back.

After the two left, everything was calm.

And in the basement of the Chen family. Chen Fei lit a white candle. Place two candlesticks on the only offering table in the basement.

On the wall opposite the offering table, there are two scrolls made of mulberry paper, and in the dim candlelight, the contents of those two scrolls look more and more strange.

I saw that on the two picture scrolls, one black and one white, were painted with ancient ink, and two ghosts with solemn expressions.

Chen Fei looked at the dim candlelight. The ghost, who stood quietly in the painting, shook his head with some concern.

Then, Chen Fei took out a small incense burner from under the offering table, placed it in the middle of the offering table, and lit the sandalwood in the incense burner with a candle flame.

After a while, the curling green smoke rose, and the two paintings hanging on the wall began to change.

The two ghosts, who originally looked solemn, began to look a little hideous. His expression quickly became terrifying like a demon crawling out of hell.

Fang had just stood quietly and turned into a golden rooster at some point, and a long tongue spat out from the gaping mouth of the ghost in the painting.

Chen Fei sighed. As if to say to himself: "You say, can they do it?" ”

"We don't have to choose ......"

In the shadows, Tang Lan walked slowly.

At this moment, the silk scarf around her neck was missing. Her white neck was exposed. And on the neck.

A terrible wound.

I don't seem to be used to not wearing a silk scarf. Tang Lan helped her head.

"Click!"

With a crunch sound. Tang Lan's hands put his head on his own.

Unscrewed down.

Then, as if because he didn't grasp it firmly, Tang Lan's head fell to the floor so steadily.

Chen Fei turned around and looked at Tang Lan, who was in a different place. With a helpless smile on his face, he bent down, picked up Tang Lan's head, held it in his arms, and said in a doting tone.

"Look at it, I accidentally dropped my head again, if Tingting saw it, she wouldn't be scared to death."

Tang Lan's head rolled her eyes, and she said angrily: "Our daughter, where is it so easy to die?" ”

Saying that, Tang Lan sighed and said:

"If we hadn't missed a few months ago, we wouldn't be like this. Now Yin Si has sent a new person up. I hope it does. As for Tingting...... It can only depend on her own luck......"