It wasn't until it was dark that Han's mother came back.

Han Yingying had just gotten up and finished washing, and she greeted me together.

Han's mother looked exhausted, she must have experienced a big battle, but fortunately, she was safe and unharmed.

I quickly poured a cup of tea and sent it to Han's mother.

Han's mother also drank it all, panting and said, "It's not easy, this little ghost is too difficult, and his cultivation is indeed profound, and he almost planted it in his hands."

Han Yingying's face was full of concern: "It's so dangerous, you can let Li Fuyao go with you."

Han Mu waved her hand: "It's okay, this little ghost has finally been dealt with by me."

Later, I learned that after Han's mother passed, this little ghost was still in the room, although it did not harm the husband and wife, but it was intended to be a fetus in the womb.

Fortunately, this time they ran in time, and the husband and wife were slightly injured and escaped.

Seeing this, Han's mother could only kill and leave no room for it.

It took an hour before and after fighting with the imp to submit the imp.

Han's mother saw that the little ghost was scattered in the magic circle, so she relieved her heart and hurried home.

In order to prevent the evil spirits from attracting other ghosts, Han's mother suggested that the couple also temporarily rent out the house, open the doors and windows in this room, and burn paper in the living room for three days to overspend the souls. After that, it can be left for about half a year before moving back in.

The husband and wife did the same.

The young woman's parents lived in the town, and they moved in with them.

Han's mother's vitality was too depleted, and after coming back, she spoke a few words, and immediately fell into bed to rest, and this sleep came in the evening.

Han Yingying and I cooked by ourselves at noon and did not disturb Han's mother to rest.

On this day, seven or eight groups of guests came, and they wanted Kong Xiangu to pinch and guide the way, but we refused one by one.

In the evening, when Han's mother got up, Han Yingying and I prepared a table of dishes.

After Han's mother rested, her face was radiant and she regained her spirits, and she couldn't help sighing, "This little ghost is really difficult."

saw us preparing a table of dishes, and praised Han Yingying's good cooking skills.

Han Yingying pointed at me and said, "After studying in Australia for many years, I have eaten less Chinese food, and I am not doing well. These dishes are all from Chef Li Fuyao, and I'll do it."

Mother Han looked at me suspiciously, "Are you a good cook?"

"I can't talk about cooking, I can only cook a few simple dishes."

Mother Han shook her head and sighed, "Children from poor families grow up early. If you don't know how to cook, you'll starve."

It seems that Mother Han knows my background, and Han Yingying must have already told him.

I smiled wryly and nodded, "Yes, I have been with my grandmother since I was a child, and sometimes, when my grandmother goes out in the morning and comes back at night, when I am seven or eight years old, I will cook and eat by myself."

"It's all beginner's craft, not cooking." I don't dare to boast in front of Mother Han.

Han Mu smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad."

At dinner, she ate so well that I wondered if I was really good at cooking.

In the next few days, they have been peaceful, and the young couple have not been found again, and it seems that the matter of the little ghost has come to an end.

The New Year is getting closer and closer, and I am the first to bear the brunt of the task of purchasing New Year's goods.

In the past few days, I have been in and out of the county and small towns, and I have purchased many items for the New Year.

Han Yingying's family moved here halfway, and there are no relatives, so there is no need to visit relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year.

It's just that many guests who believe in Kong Xiangu take advantage of the New Year to give gifts and usher in the send-off, which is inevitable.

Han Yingying often goes out with me to go shopping, and often stays with my mother to cheer for homework, and during this time, I see her smiling. Looking at her smile, I was also very comfortable and in a good mood.

It's finally Chinese New Year's Eve.

The sound of firecrackers is endless, and the smell of the New Year fills the air.

We changed the Spring Festival couplets again, and the home was decorated with lights.

For Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the three of us shared a table.

These days, no one mentions Han Qimen anymore, and it seems that the name can break the peaceful relationship.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Han Qimen never returned.

This avoids a lot of embarrassment.

Although there was no voice from Han Qimen, another hurried bell rang out.

It was Han's mother's phone voice.

At this time, we just ate generally, replacing wine with drinks, pushing cups and changing lamps, so comfortable.

Han's mother saw the phone display, and her face froze.

On the other end of the line, there was a young couple.

Before the dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve, I had already called to pay my respects to the New Year.

If you call again at this time, it is definitely not a New Year's greeting.

"Kong Immortal Gu, help!" On the other end of the phone, there was a rapid cry.

"What's the matter, tell me slowly."

"Here...... There's trouble here again. We ate Chinese New Year's Eve meals, and we ...... I ran into a ghost."

Han Mu was surprised, asked the address, and without saying a word, put down the dishes and chopsticks, put on a Taoist robe, held a peachwood sword, and wanted to go over.

I immediately followed.

"Let me go with me this time."

Seeing her fight the imp last time, she was exhausted and worried that she would be in danger.

Han Yingying also said, "Let Li Fuyao come with you, be prepared."

Han Mu nodded and said, "Okay, follow me."

With that, she walked out of the courtyard, stepped onto an off-road vehicle outside the courtyard, and took me away.

She had already asked for the address, and she was familiar with the road in the past, after all, the town is not large, and it is more convenient to come and go.

The young couple lived on the outskirts of the town, in a peasant house, which was barren and barren on all sides.

Although it is not a wilderness, it reveals a strange atmosphere everywhere.

The smell of firecrackers and gunpowder on Chinese New Year's Eve fills the air, and every house is brightly lit and the doors are closed, all in the atmosphere of the New Year.

The courtyard door of this house was open, and the five people stood in the courtyard dumbfounded, motionless.

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