P > withdrew his hand, and the dust in the Taoist priest's hand was raised, and he looked at the Ning family, "I am tired of the donor preparing the incense case, and the poor Dao will do it now to catch that ghost." ”

"Yes, yes, Aunt Ben will prepare for it." Ning Shi said, turned around and explained to a few old mothers behind her, and then, she asked the Taoist priest with a panicked face, "The Taoist must have heard about the events in the poetry competition yesterday." The eldest lady in our house, unusual, has changed, the Hou Ye and the master of the house are very happy, unexpectedly, the eldest lady returned to the house, as if she was stunned, she beat this aunt without saying anything, and also verbally contradicted Hou Ye, after this incident, this aunt remembered the discomfort in her body recently, and she also had suspicions that the eldest lady was possessed by a ghost. However, this kind of suspicion is related to the reputation of the eldest lady, therefore, you must not make a mistake about it, so as not to marry into the royal family in the future and be a bad person. ”

Ning Shi pinched the embroidered handkerchief, wiped the thin sweat from the corner of his forehead, and said that every sentence was for Ling Wushuang's sake.

Let a group of maids and servants give birth to a lot of respect for what she said.

What a good second lady, that's it, yesterday was slapped several times by the waste lady who didn't know what to do.

What a sin to be done!

After a long time, it turned out that the ghost was haunting, so I said, with that waste and cowardly wooden appearance, how could he eat the gall of the ambitious leopard and go to argue with the second lady in charge.

The maids and servants, their minds turned, and they all despised Ling Wushuang in their hearts.

"Squeak", the half-hidden far door was pushed open from the outside to the inside by two rough envoys, and then several small servants, carrying incense cases in their hands, holding the magic weapons needed by Taoist priests, entered the plum garden.

The moment Qingying was pushed open at the courtyard gate, her apricot eyes were angry, and she glared in the direction of the courtyard gate.

The incense case, the ritual utensils were placed, and the Taoist priest raised his legs and stepped into the threshold, pretending to look east and west. Then he waved the wide sleeve of his robe, then took out a yellow talisman from the sleeve of his robe, chanted a word in his mouth, and then pasted the yellow talisman on the door.

During the chanting in the mouth of the Taoist priest, the mother and daughter of the Ning family, as well as a group of maids and servants, were already standing in the center of the plum garden.

Those who watched the show, those who were afraid, those who were disdainful, all kinds of different eyes shot at Ling Wushuang's master and servant in unison.

"Dao Chief, what are you?" Ning Shi glanced at the yellow talisman posted on the door of the courtyard, and his eyes were puzzled, and he asked the Taoist.

The Taoist priest straightened the sleeves of his robe, did not hurry or slow, and replied in a light tone: "The bad atmosphere here is too heavy, in order to prevent the ghost from escaping, the poor Dao put a spell on the door in order to block her way." As he spoke, the Taoist priest's hand hidden under the sleeve of the robe moved slightly when everyone was not paying attention, and in an instant, the yellow talisman attached to the door swayed vigorously.

At this time, I don't know who screamed, "Move, move!" ”

Everyone looked in the direction of the swinging yellow talisman.

The Taoist priest took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve again, closed his eyes, muttered a few words, walked to the courtyard gate, and pasted the yellow talisman in his hand to another door.

Then, the swinging spell came to a standstill.

What she saw in front of her made Ning's expression frightened, she looked at Ling Wushuang, and thought, Xiao Jianren couldn't really be possessed by ghosts, right?

There are fears, but Ning's eyes are more excited.

This time, let Xiao Jianren have a reputation for being possessed by ghosts, and maybe he can let his second marry in the soup, and die with her girl in this small courtyard that pigs and dogs dislike.

Ning didn't notice that the three girls she saw yesterday weren't waiting by Ling Wushuang's side.

Right now, her heart was full of Ling Wushuang's face, so that Ling Wushuang could return to her previous cowardly state and let her bully her.

"Miss......" Qingying really couldn't stand it anymore, she bent down, leaned into Ling Wushuang's ear, and whispered.