Everyone talked quietly, the candlelight flickered, and the figures came and went, like a dream.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that the people who came gradually left, and the house was quiet again.

Meng Qingzhou began to arrange in the house, and Han Mo sneered and did not intervene.

Yuan Muyu is gone.

Everyone else looked at Meng Qingzhou nervously.

He placed several worn old clothes side by side on a long table, placing a rice bowl in front of each one.

Half a bowl of millet is loaded inside, three incense sticks are inserted, and each bowl is pressed with a piece of red paper, on which are written eight characters.

Most of the dozens of candles in the room were extinguished, and only a few remained, and a faint light illuminated a radius of one meter.

The doors and windows were closed, and the few remaining people were standing or sitting, scattered in the huge living room.

The room was quiet and quiet.

He began to whisper something.

A few candles flickered, and I stood in front of the conjuring altar set up, holding a red coffin in my hand, just waiting for Meng Qingzhou's order to collect my soul.

Qinglian stood beside her, looking very leisurely, completely different from my nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, junior brother, I will be behind you when you can't get it." There was a slight mockery in his tone.

The candlelight changed color slightly, and it shook even more, and the light suddenly dimmed, and the flames glowed green, and the temperature also decreased.

An eerie atmosphere instantly hung over everyone's heads.

"Haven't found it yet?" Yu Qinglian whispered in my ear close to me.

I turned my head slowly, for fear of alarming something.

The people in the room became blurred silhouettes in the dim light.

"One, two, three......" I counted, and before I knew it, there were three more people.

However, since everyone has become a silhouette with blurred facial features, I can't even find Meng Qingzhou.

According to Meng Qingzhou, the summoned ghost doesn't know that he is a ghost, and we have to play a game called "Present Ghost." ”

The ghost has cut off the yang energy, so he can't blow out the candle.

There are three people from the Han family in the house, three of our masters and apprentices, one of Ah Lu, and Yuan Muyu who has disappeared just now and now appears again, plus the big knife, a total of nine people.

There are three more shadows, and there are twelve people and ghosts in total.

Meng Qingzhou lit a few waxes and counted the candles into twelve integers.

He waved his hand, and we lined up in a long line in silence with our heads bowed.

Everyone in the line stared at their toes and couldn't look at the person in front of them.

The first person was Meng Qingzhou, who walked up to a candle and blew it out with a gentle breath.

The second person is me, I draw a scoop according to the gourd, and I also blow out one.

When he reached sixth place, the man found a candle on the desk and blew hard, but the flame was still burning.

He began to blow out the candles non-stop.

The people behind him ignored him and continued to move forward in turn.

Everybody's done.

There were only three candles burning in the entire dozens of square meters room, and three figures stood in front of the candles and kept blowing wax.

Meng Qingzhou winked at me, and I quietly stood behind the three of them.

At last two of them stopped blowing out the candles, and from their throats came a whimper like the low cry of a wild beast.

Suddenly, the whimpering stopped, and the two of them turned their heads to look at the figure that was still blowing out the candles.

I could see the side of the ghost's face as I stood close, her expression surprised by suspicion, sad by surprise, and sad by anger.

She opened her mouth wide enough to crack the base of her ear, and her mouth was wide open and let out a chilling scream.

The cry vented grief and despair, and the male ghost sang and sang with her.

The whole room seemed to come to life and began to tremble.

The cries of the two ghosts are like peerless masters in martial arts novels, endlessly, getting higher and higher-pitched, and some people can't stand it and tears begin to gush outward involuntarily.

With a loud bang, several floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room exploded at the same time, and broken glass flew around the room like a scattered bomb.

Everyone lay down, and Yuan Muyu threw Ah Lu down and pressed him under him.

Finally, everything fell silent.

The figure blowing out the candle finally stopped, and muttered, "I'm dead?" “

The two screaming figures turned around and burst into tears.

In the end, it was his cousin who fell in love with Ah Lu who realized that he was dead.

Ah Lu couldn't help but scream, "Auntie, uncle." His voice trembled involuntarily.

Tears welled up in her eyes, "I'm sorry, how could this be the case?" ”

The three of them turned around, the eldest cousin was fine, his face was just confused, as if everything was recalled and he didn't want to come.

The aunt had a fierce look on her face, and her fingers were green, "You shameless goblin, I knew that my son would never end well with you." ”

"You are cousins, but you seduced him to bed and shamelessly pestered him."

Ah Lu covered her mouth with a look of surprise, tears continued to flow in her eyes, she wailed, "Auntie, we are just distant relatives in the service, I really love my cousin......"

"Shut up! We are not in the right household, you know very well in your heart, happiness is not built on love! “

"My son has ignored you and likes other girls, you stick to him, you cheap ......"

"Ah Lu, these beautiful words, at most, deceive uninformed people, you know ......very well what my son is like," the male ghost said with a sneer.

Whether the two live or die, they don't believe that Ah Lu is in love with his son-in-law.

Before the man finished speaking, the aunt suddenly revealed her fierce appearance, and her black eyes became smaller and smaller.

Meng Qingzhou, who had been observing, shouted, "Attention, the ghost has changed his face!" ”

I saw that my aunt and uncle-in-law both became dead, the corners of their mouths were dripping with blood, and they must have been in great pain before they died, the muscles on their faces were distorted, and their facial features were displaced.

"The resentment is so big!" It was Meng Qingzhou's voice again, and there was a cloud of black gas in the room.

This is the resentment of the two who are unwilling to die.

The aunt grabbed Ah Lu with both hands and shouted, "If it weren't for you, the two of us wouldn't have to go back to China so often, and we wouldn't have died in vain without a doctor on the plane." ”

The uncle-in-law also shouted, "It's this shameless demon girl, I'm ashamed of your parents." ”

"The time has come!" With the shout of the master, Yun'er waved the whip that was more than a foot long.

The whip had long since turned from rope to leather, and the heavy handle was held in the small white hand.

Yun'er's eyes were staring at the ghosts, and with a wave of her little hand, a light and crisp air sound "popped" like a thunderbolt in the sky.

She was majestic, whipping a whip to the ground, erecting an impenetrable black barrier in front of the twin demons.

No matter how fierce the ghost is, it can't break through.

Ah Lu stood quietly behind this security line, silent, and out of the corner of my eye, I looked at her with an unfathomable look.

is obviously a daughter, but just because she lost her parents, she made her aunt and uncle think that the two were not a good match?

Looking at her appearance, she is obviously not a foolish person, why did she fall in love with this kind of man who only has a good skin and is useless?

I raised the red coffin in my hand, and now it can summon a red cold light in my hand, and it is warmly enveloped in my entire palm.

The two ghosts saw this light and quickly retreated, but they still opened their teeth and claws, and then Meng Qingzhou suddenly spoke, "Who killed you, you don't know yet." ”

Not only did my cousin's parents have two ghosts, but even my cousin looked confused, "Who killed us?" ”

"I seem to have been affected by Ah Lu." My cousin seems to be an out-and-out gentleman.

"Killed? We are protruding myocardial infarction. My cousin's mother suddenly covered her chest, "My chest hurts so much, I can't breathe." ”

Meng Qingzhou shook his head, "You died of murder. ”

"I'll find the killer for you, I swear! Now please enter the red coffin by yourselves, and in a few days, I will send you to the Yellow Spring. ”

"No!! No, no! I don't want to go to the Yellow Spring! I didn't live enough. The female ghost suddenly began to cry bitterly.

No one noticed that the cousin slowly stood beside Yun'er.

"Dad, Mom, what this big brother said is also reasonable, don't make trouble yet."

The two old ghosts fell silent for a moment, and turned their heads to look at their beloved only son.

Just as Yun'er put down the whip and waited to hear what he said, his shadow disappeared in a flash.

Pepe, who was standing behind me watching the hilariousness, suddenly screamed.

The black shadow intertwined around her body, encircling her like a rope.

A hand reached into her chest.

"You are softer and fresher than Tong Xiaojie, I noticed you as soon as you came in, how about it, which body do you like, even if it is a star, I can get him to have a good time with you. Hee-hee. ”

His tone was indescribable, and just listening to him made me feel like I was being blasphemed.

And the pair of ghostly eyes that glittered, dripping and turning on her deformed face, one ghost hand pressed her chest, and the other restlessly went up and down.

"Mages, don't move, or I'll get into her heart." He said with a grin.

"They're all dead anyway, so what if they're dead after a romance? That's all life is like that. I'd rather be a merry ghost. ”

Caring is chaotic, Han Mo's eyes are red, Yu Qinglian clenched her hands into fists, eager to pinch this womanizer to death.

Pepe was quiet, but the disgust in her eyes said a lot about her mood.

No one present dared to act rashly, and one of the boy's hands had actually reached into her body, which could hurt her heart at any time.

If you are injured by Yin Qi, although you will not die all at once, you may not be healed when you recuperate.

It is possible that the spirit, qi, and spirit will be permanently traumatized. Heavy and crazy, light is a lifetime of poverty and illness.

"Attach it to me." I opened my mouth lightly, "Let go of that girl, I'll let you attach it to my heart." I'll replace her. ”