Chapter Eighty-Four: Picky Eater
"You have to ask me to marry your daughter. I'm married, too."
"I have never owed you anything all these years."
"But what about you! Did you really treat me as your aunt any day?"
"You've watched your daughter push me to death."
"You don't have to deal with women except you advise me every day."
"That means I'm a man, and I have to be tolerant and humble."
"Are you blind?"
"Can't see how your daughter treats me?"
"Or in your eyes, as long as your daughter doesn't drive people to death, it's not a big deal?"
The palace array's questioning is like a steel knife, and the knife pierces the heart.
Mr. Yin Yang went down the mountain after completing his studies, and before leaving, the senior brother calculated a hexagram for him.
Said he would walk in the rain and die in the fire.
So he never went out in the rain over the years, and there was basically no open fire at home.
It's just that I didn't expect that the final fulfillment of this hexagram was because of my daughter.
This is probably not reported in this life, but reported in the next life.
What kind of character his daughter is, he knows it, and he doesn't know what his daughter did.
It can even be said that his daughter will be like this now, and he is not without responsibility at all.
He only got this daughter in his fifties, so he is naturally precious and pampered.
When choosing my uncle's, I chose the palace array, and naturally I took a fancy to his fate.
He is Mr. Yin and Yang, although hexagram is not his specialty.
But he had also learned after all.
I have given the palace array a hexagram.
The hexagram shows that the palace array has the image of taking off.
For this reason, he gave up his old face, and almost half-forced and half-lured the other party to marry his daughter.
It's a pity that her daughter is unblessed and has no self-knowledge.
Otherwise, with such a husband, life can only become more and more prosperous, happy and harmonious.
But the daughter didn't talk about the scarcity of life, and also changed the fate of a seedling who she was very optimistic about.
Everyone's heart is biased, but the degree of bias is different, and whether the expression is obvious or not.
Mr. Yin Yang knew that he would not escape death this time.
Before he died, he still couldn't rest assured that he was ruthless enough, but he was also stupid.
"Can you let my daughter go, and think about you and my master and apprentice."
"You and her are husband and wife again."
Onmyoji's words made Gong Jin sneer.
This reminds me that he is an apprentice.
When his daughter beat him, he turned a blind eye.
A husband and wife?
It is said that husbands and wives are in trouble, but they are indeed suffering together.
But what his wife did was to fall into the ground.
Now, this guy is gone.
What else is there to scruple about.
I swallowed my anger so much, not to make the two of them bow their heads.
He was extremely soberly aware that Mr. Yin and Yang were out of life today.
Then there must be no turning back, and there must be no soft-heartedness.
Otherwise, you will definitely attract murder to yourself.
So Gong Jin didn't pay attention to what Mr. Yin Yang said.
The sound of heavy rain falling in my ears was all over my ears.
What comes to mind is to wait for the vicious mother-in-law at home to be killed.
I went to find a woman who had a relationship in the mall, with amazing momentum and a contradictory temperament.
After looking for that, the two of them were happy.
Gong Zhen held an umbrella in his hand, standing at the door of Mr. Yin Yang's house, watching his father-in-law's house burned into a sea of fire by his own vegetable oil.
Watching Mr. Yin Yang howl in pain in the sea of fire.
Look at the collapse of the house in front of you.
I was 100% sure that Mr. Yin Yang was dead, so he turned around and left.
When he returned home, he almost couldn't wait to find a piece of hemp that he rubbed himself
Rope.
pulled a rope sleeve and put it around the neck of the village aunt's wife.
Let the woman struggle and curse.
Gong Jin's face was cold.
There is no sign of relenting.
Even because of the woman's kicking, the hand was a little stronger.
The village aunt's wife had her neck broken and her tongue was sticking out.
Gong Jin seemed to be gasping for breath.
It turned out that he had been holding his breath since he entered the house.
Since I haven't found it myself.
The rainstorm was so heavy that many people's thresholds were lost to the rain.
Families are looking for something to block the threshold, or to dig for water.
Miyajin didn't bother to dispose of his wife's body.
directly threw the body of the village aunt's wife outside the courtyard.
Let the rain wash away.
He didn't care where the body would end up, whether it would be found, or whatever.
Simply packed up the belongings of the house.
The anger in his heart has disappeared with the death of his father-in-law and daughter-in-law.
But when he found all the gold and silver that his wife had hidden at home.
He regretted that he had just let that woman die too happily.
No wonder he is willing to suffer with himself.
It turned out that he had already hidden half of his family's wealth.
What to go home to avoid the limelight, and then go back to the big city.
It's all fools.
I'm stupid myself.
How can you still be moved by this woman's approach.
At the beginning, he even thought that he would treat her well in the future and never go out again.
But what is the result.
Think about how your wife treated her when she returned to the village.
The whole person of the palace array was engulfed in resentment.
Jiang Wanrou had been following behind the palace array, watching everything he had experienced.
The expression on his face became very subtle.
I really didn't expect this man who looked fake to have a monstrous hatred for his wife and father-in-law in his heart.
If it weren't for the environment of that female ghost, it would magnify the greatest desire of people's hearts.
It's really hard to imagine that such a hypocritical man has been tortured so much.
His village sister-in-law is also a stupid one.
Such a good hand of cards, played poorly, and in the end not only killed himself, but also his own father was eaten and branded.
Now the soul of this palace array is not delicious enough.
There is little fear in the body, and there is almost nothing.
Resentment is not enough.
"Eldest sister, this time I'll play the wife of this old Taoist priest."
"Let's go back to the beginning of the illusion. The old Taoist priest is surrounded by beautiful women."
Jiang Wanrou put forward her own request.
She knows everything here, and the female ghosts outside the white fog can see and change.
After all, this illusion can also be said to be part of the power of female ghosts.
"Picky eater."
Through the screen condensed by the white mist in front of her, Xi Pozi, who could clearly see what was happening inside, of course understood Jiang Wanrou's intention in doing this.
It is nothing more than a soul that wants to eat more delicious and can replenish its strength to the maximum.
But the female ghost doesn't understand this.
Even though she is old, she has been a ghost all these years.
I don't know how to make myself strong.
Just follow the instinct to do something, and change.
It's not that I want to keep up with the times.