Wen Xian said disdainfully: "Liang Ling, look at you: there are only two shirts, only two short pants, two long pants and one is torn, let me ask you: Aren't you without money, are you so shabby?" ”

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"Hard work? It's a strange idea. Wen Xian pursed her lips and asked, "Liang Ling, what age is it now, you are still working hard, I think you look like an alien." ”

I looked at Wen Xian's clothes and said, "Mr. Wen, you are only afraid that your famous brand will be worth tens of thousands, right?" ”

"Tens of thousands?" Wen Xian glanced at me disdainfully, and said contemptuously: "Liang Ling, let me tell you: the earrings and rings I wear alone are worth more than 100,000 yuan. ”

"Ahh I was startled and took a look at Wen Xian's earrings and rings.

"I really don't know Tarzan." Wen Xian squinted at me.

Compared with Wen Xian and Wen Hui, one is jeweled, and the other is plain. I think: it's better to be plain, real and natural.

Wen Hui walked out of the house and asked, "Sister, when will you leave?" ”

Wen Xian looked up at the sun and said, "This Xu Zhihao is a ghost who has died unjustly, and his grievances are too heavy, so the corpse can give birth to corpse insects." To destroy this evil spirit, it is noon, and the yang energy is heavy, which can help me. ”

I looked at my phone, and it was almost eleven o'clock.

Wen Hui asked, "Are all three of us going?" ”

Wen Xian glanced into the room and arranged: "Wen Hui, you accompany Wen Ge at home, otherwise, if something happens to her, we can't explain to our uncle and Sanniang, it's enough for me to go with Liang Ling." ”

Wen Hui nodded and said, "Okay, give Wen Ge to me, nothing will happen." ”

I giggled and said, "Wen Ge is fine, now, she has turned a new page." ”

Wen Ge was watching a TV series in the bedroom, and one of her favorite Korean dramas was being played to the most thrilling place.

I chatted with Wen Xian and Wen Hui for a while.

Wen Xian glanced at the sun again and said, "Liang Ling, go." ”

I put Wen Xian's backpack on my motorcycle.

We were just about to set off, Wen Ge ran out and asked, "Sister Wen Xian, Brother Liang, where are you two going?" ”

Wen Xian lied: "Liang Ling and I went to the town. ”

Wen Ge looked at the backpack on my motorcycle and asked, "Isn't this Sister Wen Xian's backpack?" Are you leaving? ”

Wen Xian smiled and said, "I'm not leaving, I'm just going to the town to do some business." ”

"Is there another ghost case?" Wenge goes to the bottom of the matter.

"Yes, something happened in a village thirty miles away from here, and it's hard to say whether it's a ghost case or not." Wen Xian lied.

Now, Wen Ge didn't know that Xu Zhihao had turned into a skeleton ghost, and she didn't know that the black rats she saw were bred from Xu Zhihao's corpse, and she didn't know that those red scarves were sent by Xu Zhihao's ghost.

We don't want to tell Wen Ge the truth, because her nerves are already very tight, and if she gets stronger, it will break.

Wen Xian and I got on our motorcycles and left the Wen family platform quickly.

Ten minutes later, we came to Xu Zhihao's lonely grave.

Wen Xian took out four small black flags from her backpack and planted them in the east, west, north and south corners of the tomb. Then, he closed his eyes again and recited a mantra in front of the grave.

Wen Xian took out a small shovel from her backpack, handed it to me, and ordered, "Dig up the grave." ”

I dug hard.

Xu Zhihao was buried very shallowly, and when he dug a foot deep, he saw white bones.

Wen Xian said: "Pause. ”

Wen Xian took out a bottle from her backpack, shook it, and opened the cap. She sprinkled the liquid from the bottle on the bones, only to see a puff of green smoke rising from the bones.

A skeleton ghost sat up, glaring at me and Wen Xian.

"Xu Zhihao, are you guilty?" Wen Xian asked.

The skeleton ghost calmly replied, "I love Wenge, what's the sin?" ”

Wen Xian reprimanded: "Wen Ge is a yellow flower girl, only eighteen years old. As for you, not only is Da Wenge ten years old, but he has also been married once. Say it yourself: Are you worthy of the song? ”

The skeleton ghost said vigorously: "Wenge loves me, and I love her, it is enough for the two of us to have love." ”

"Haha... I knew that you were a selfish guy who didn't consider the difference between yourself and Wenge's conditions at all. Let me tell you: Wen Ge was born in a family with status, and she and you are not on the same path. You, it's a toad who wants to eat a swan**** Xian said.

"You... Thou shalt not insult my character. Xu Zhihao said angrily.

"Personality? What kind of personality do you still talk about, let me tell you: now you are a demon. Wen Xian said angrily.

"What's wrong with me?" Xu Zhihao asked unconvinced.

I really can't see it, this Xu Zhihao sent Wen Ge more than a dozen red scarves, and almost drove Wen Ge crazy, and now he actually said casually that he didn't do anything evil, which is really unreasonable.

"Hey, don't you know what bad you've done?" I asked.

The skeleton asked, "What did you say I did?" ”

"You sent Wen Ge a dozen red scarves, right?" I asked.

The skeleton ghost smugly replied, "Yes." I knew that Wenge liked to wear red scarves, so I sent her a few more. ”

"Do you know how Wenge feels when she receives a red scarf every day?"

The skeleton ghost replied, "Wen Ge must be happy, I hope she is happy every day." ”

I sank my face and reprimanded: "Xu Zhihao, you are worthy of being a demon, but you are different from people's ideas. Let me tell you: you send Wen Ge a stinky red scarf every day, which has almost driven Wen Ge crazy. ”

"Ahh The skeleton ghost was taken aback, he shook his head again and again, and said, "You lied to me, lied to me." I believe that Wen Ge will be overjoyed when he sees the red scarf. ”

"Fuck you!" Wen Xian scolded.

"You... You are not allowed to curse. The skeleton ghost was annoyed.

Wen Xian untied the "Demon Bag" from her waist.

I saw that Wen Xian was going to use "Demon Suppression Bag" to destroy Xu Zhihao, so I hurriedly stopped it: "Mr. Wen, let's spare it." ”

Wen Xian sneered and asked, "Liang Ling, do you want to be Mr. Dongguo?" If you want to be, please do it. However, I don't want to be Mr. Dongguo's second. ”

Wen Xian threw the "Demon Suppression Bag" towards the skeleton ghost.

The skeleton ghost struggled and roared, but it was powerless to resist the power of the Demon Bag, and after a while, it was sucked into the Demon Bag.

"Please say to Wen Ge: I love her, I will always love her!" The skeleton ghost used the last of his strength and shouted loudly.

The mouth of "Demon Bag" is tightened.

I knew: in less than ten minutes, the skeleton would be a puddle of sewage.

"Alas!" I sighed.

Ten minutes later, Wen Xian untied the "Demon Bag" and poured out a puddle of sewage.

I was puzzled and asked, "Mr. Wen, why didn't you see the corpse insects in the grave?" ”

Wen Xian pointed to the black blood in the grave and said, "I planted a small black flag around the grave to let the corpse worms return." Originally, they were conceived by Xu Zhihao's blood, so they turned into a trace of blood again. ”