Fan Da repeatedly silenced Fan Da, and the news that Fan Ergongzi was scared to death by a ghost spread all over Qiongcheng in a blink of an eye.

It's not that the time has not come!

For a while, everyone applauded, if it weren't for the fear of Fan Da's power, the current Qiongcheng would definitely be full of joyful and lively firecrackers.

Fan Er died, and the momentum of Fan's Mansion fell overnight, the door was closed, the gloomy clouds and mist were dissipated, and even the subordinates who went out to buy were worried and hurried, and they couldn't stand those gloating fingers.

After Fan Da arranged Fan Er's funeral, he returned to the city guard mansion, with a cloudy face all day long, and there was nowhere to repay the bitter hatred.

It's not just Fan Er who is unwilling, so where is Fan Ergongzi now?

is being led around the streets and alleys to watch the scene of everyone applauding after his death.

The more Fan Er Gongzi looked at it, the more miserable he became.

He knew that he was not a good person in the eyes of the people, but he never thought that he would be so happy when he died.

He had been led around for days, with a strange leaf on his head.

It seems that it is because of that big leaf that he can walk in the daytime, but the sunlight is like fire, so that he feels like he is being scorched all day long.

Sometimes as she walked, the female ghost dug a pit and buried her, sometimes in the wilderness, sometimes in the market, and once he buried him in his own mourning hall.

Fan Er's head was only exposed, his head was covered with a large leaf, the wind and the sun were blowing, and countless people stepped on his head, including the people and his relatives.

Every step you take is as heavy as a mountain.

At night, he led him around, and let him watch the scene of his burial.

Fan Ergongzi saw the female ghost swaggering around in the sun, and suddenly began to suspect her identity.

If she is really a ghost, no matter how powerful she is, she can't be so arrogant, right?

If ghosts don't shy away from the sun, then what else is there to do with humans in this yang world?

Doubts are doubts, Fan Er is still very knowledgeable about current affairs, no matter how unwilling or angry he is, as long as the female ghost doesn't speak, he will never say much.

And what worries Fan Ergongzi the most is that not long after he was buried, the female ghost picked up his grave.

Not to mention taking away all the things he was buried with, he also threw his body casually into the mass grave, and forced him to watch his body being eaten by wild dogs.

Don't want to see it? Don't dare to see it?

I can't help you.

Fan Er is like a soft dough in other people's hands, kneading how he wants, kneading how he wants, and there is no such thing as resistance.

Since the second son of Fan Ergongzi, who used to be bold, was scared to death, the thing of guts no longer exists.

Seeing himself being dismembered and gnawed into a white bone, that kind of feeling can not be described by the word 'miserable'.

Fan Ergongzi trembled like a sheep, and the female ghost pointed to a few shadowy figures not far away and said: "Several of their ladies were deceived or robbed by you, and the door-to-door dignitaries were beaten to death, and then they were thrown here, watching their bodies being eaten by wild dogs." ”

Fan Ergongzi lowered his head tremblingly, not daring to look or ask.

He didn't know about those things that he didn't know about asking for someone or seeking justice because his wife and daughter were humiliated, but he never thought about it deeply, he just wanted to be chic and happy, and Fan Fu naturally supported him in other things.

Because of his amorousness, he didn't know about the ruin of his family, but he never cared.

I knew that I would have to repay my debts after death, and I ......

The female ghost said quietly: "Because they were unwilling, they missed the opportunity to be reincarnated, and wanted to seek revenge on you but were bound to this mass grave, basking in the wind and washing by the yin wind all day long." ”

"You can't bear it as much as they do right now. There are so many things in the world that it's too late to regret it, so you still have a long way to go. ”

The female ghost sat down casually, and slowly put together a scattered white bone next to her, and I don't know what kind of spell was used, and the white bone disappeared.

As she spoke, Fan Er listened, unable to do anything about her mood.

A mournful cry sounded not far away, and the female ghost sat quietly for a while, got up and patted the non-existent dust on her clothes, and said lightly: "I don't have the ability to send you to reincarnation, and you can't follow me, it will be very miserable to follow me." ”

Fan Ergongzi shrank for a moment, raised his eyes and saw a figure kneeling not far away, constantly kowtowing and begging, wanting the female ghost next to him to give them relief.

Fan Er died, and their wish was fulfilled, and they didn't want to suffer in the world anymore.

"You go to that monk, although he doesn't have any great skills, Chaodu should be fine. ”

The female ghost flicked her fingers, as if she had broken something invisibly, Fan Er didn't see it clearly, but those ghosts cheered, kowtowed a few times together, and scattered in a hurry.

The ghosts all have their own places to go, but Fan Er is becoming more and more confused.

What will happen to his future ghost life, only God knows.

No, only the female ghost behind her will know.

After the resentful spirits dispersed, the female ghost got up and patted the ashes on her body, and said lightly: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet old friends." ”

So Fan Ergongzi was led on a long journey to visit those men, women and children who refused to reincarnate because they were full of resentment towards him.

One, two, three...... With so many unfamiliar faces and such a strong hatred, Fan Er became more and more confused.

He had never even seen those men, women, and children, so why did their deaths be counted on his head?

Why did he never feel that he had done anything unreasonable before?

In the past, more than one person cursed him, saying that he would not die well, and that he would not let him go if he was a ghost.

However, Fan Er had always thought that when a person died, it would be a hundred, so those curses were like farts to him.

And now it seems that death is just the beginning.

"Your life is too hard, there are at least one hundred and eighty people who were supposed to die because of you, no matter how deep their grievances are, they can't take revenge and can't get close to you, this Buddha statue on your body is really a good thing, all evil will not invade......"

The female ghost tossed and played with the Buddha statue taken from him, and the burden behind her contained the gold and silver for his burial, and her face was still blurry, but she could feel that she was in a happy mood.

She also 'kindly' told Fan Er that if she hadn't made a move, Fan Er, the scourge, would have lived a long life.

Fan Ergongzi hung his head like a defeated rooster, with a wry smile on his face.

At this time, nothing else mattered, he was already dead, and he couldn't even have the heart to resist the person who killed him.

He only became more and more suspicious of the identity of the female ghost.

Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of gods and Buddhas, ghosts...... Could she be so arrogant?