Yu Qingfeng wanted to break free from Pei Wuying's hands, but to no avail.

"Do you want me to say it here? Isn't it the credit of a few of you adults that it got out after that? If I want me to say yes, the court will be held for a public trial, and the people will watch, and I will naturally tell the truth in public. ”

Pei Wuxian took a deep breath to restrain his anger, gritted his back molars and asked, "Yu Qingfeng, will you die if you don't show off?" ”

"Didn't Master Pei already know about my ambitions? Can't you look at our affection and fulfill me? ”

When Yu Qingfeng said this, she pretended to glance at Lin Ming inadvertently, and the subtext was: Look at how Lin Ming knows how to do what he likes, pretending to be stupid and being a foil, and leaving me the highlight moments.

Pei Wuxian closed his eyes in pain, let go of Yu Qingfeng's wrist, and sighed helplessly:

"Just because I can't give you the title of wife, you want to take revenge like this?"

Pei Wuxian obviously admitted defeat with this look, and Yu Qingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief:

"Master Pei, the day you brought me out of the palace, you knew what kind of person I was, if I can't be Mrs. Command, I will be the first female official of Dali Temple."

The corners of Lin Ming's mouth rose, Yu Qingfeng couldn't be Pei Wuyi's wife, a high-grade lady, and he didn't disdain to be a concubine, but wanted to be a female official of Dali Temple, which just fulfilled his wish.

Pei Wuyi's anger did not subside, he glanced at Yu Qingfeng, and turned his head not to look at her.

"Okay, the hall will open in three days, and it's up to you whether you will be famous or embarrassed in one fell swoop."

Yu Qingfeng scanned everyone present proudly, "Okay, I will definitely impress you in three days......"

Before Yu Qingfeng finished speaking, she was dizzy, her body was paralyzed, and she was about to fall.

Pei Wuxian noticed Yu Qingfeng's strange appearance almost at the same time, turned around and grabbed Yu Qingfeng, making her faint in his arms.

Yu Qingfeng's misty eyes suddenly showed a cold light, and at the last moment of closing, he shot straight at Xia Feitao, who had been watching the excitement on the side.

Xia Feitao seemed to have been inadvertently shot by a cold arrow, inexplicably, and a look of surprise flashed on his face.

"Qingfeng!" Pei Wuxian gently shook Yu Qingfeng, who was already unconscious.

Lin Ming's face turned pale, and he hurriedly came over, "Sure enough, I'm still injured?" Does it hurt your head? ”

Pei Wuyi stopped his waist and hugged him, picked up Yu Qingfeng and walked out quickly, leaving a sentence: "Lang Zhong!" ”

Lin Ming and Ding Xiyao followed.

Lian Shurong also wanted to follow, but he had a leg injury, so he could only lie on the bed obediently.

Xia Feitao was stunned in place, as if he was still reminiscing about Yu Qingfeng's last eyes, and as if he was meditating.

"Lord Xia?" Lian Shurong coughed.

"Oh, then don't disturb Lord Lian's rest." Xia Feitao walked away quickly.

***

At noon the next day, in the garden of Zhangfu, Ding Xiyao quarreled with a white-bearded old man dressed as a Taoist priest, holding floating dust in his hands, and carrying a bulging bag behind him.

The quarrel attracted several distinguished guests in Zhang's mansion.

Yu Qingfeng, Pei Wuyi, Lin Ming, Lian Shurong, Du Huanmo, and Xia Feitao were all present.

Yu Qingfeng seemed to be still very weak, Pei Wuyi put down the shelf of being an official and supported him on the side.

Lian Shurong was on crutches, and he was looking at Lin Ming, and he also had to help him.

Lin Ming turned a blind eye, her eyes were full of Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyi beside her.

"Heavy color and light friends." Lian Shurong pouted and complained.

Du Huanmo was the first to step forward and ask the two people who were arguing.

"Who is this Dao Master?"

Ding Xiyao snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Why is Lord Du so polite? He's just an old man who gets an axe and grandstands. ”

"Oh?" Du Huanmo was even more confused.

"My lord, the poor Taoist is a trick," the old man in the white-bearded Taoist robe introduced himself seriously, "It is a wandering Taoist who passed through the precious land, and heard that the people were talking about the collapse of the severed head ghost mound last night......

"It's really verbose, I'll tell you for you," Ding Xiyao shook his head in dissatisfaction with Jue Juezi, and slowly interrupted him, "He heard about my master's construction of a tomb for my father back then, and took revenge, and said that it was nonsense. ”

"Wandering Taoist again?" Yu Qingfeng was interested, and pulled Pei Wuyi forward to join in the fun.

"What a joke, who is my master? Abbot Xiangyunguan, what about this trick? It's just an idle Taoist priest without a sect, can he talk nonsense with a long beard? ”

"The decapitated corpse is deaf and blind and can't speak, this is nonsense! The reason why a soul is a soul is that it is formless and shadowless, let alone whether it is sound or not, according to your master, a person with a broken body has no soul? ”

"That's right, people with broken corpses can't become ghosts even if they die!"

"But Poor Dao has seen the souls of countless people who have no bones!"

Ding Xiyao suddenly pointed at Jue Juezi and laughed, "Let's take a look, just now this old man said that the ghost is invisible and invisible, and now he said that he has seen it, contradicting himself, he is a liar who deceives the world and steals his name!" You took the initiative to come to the door, didn't you just want to cheat money? ”

Jue Juezi corrected: "No, Poor Dao did say that the soul is invisible and shadowless, but because of this, the soul needs to be attached to the action of the living. What your master said about the decapitated corpse borrowing the head of an animal for revenge is nonsense. If you really want revenge, you can only succeed by possessing others. ”

"According to what you say, my father has long been possessed by someone, and his revenge has been successful!"

"Why are you so stupid, girl? If ghost possession is so simple, then aren't people who travel at night just possessed by ghosts? That, of course, is conditional! ”

"On what terms?" Ding Xiyao seemed to be a little shaken, and her momentum was a little weaker, "Let me listen, what nonsense can you make up this old man." ”

Everyone in the audience also had the mentality of watching a good show, wanting to hear what kind of high opinion this foreign Taoist priest could have, breaking the beheaded-off ghost that the people of Pingchuan had believed in for 20 years and taking revenge.

Jue Juezi still shook his head, and his speech slowed down:

"First of all, this person is compatible with the ghost eight characters; Secondly, the person and the ghost meet at night, and the longer they spend together, the better; Third, it is better for this person to be yin and yang, that is, women have heavy yin qi and are more likely to be possessed by ghosts than men; Fourth, and most crucially, the person must have a wound that bleeds from the wound. ”

Ding Xiyao rolled her eyes, "My father died unjustly for twenty years, and he hasn't found such a person for twenty years?" ”

"The soul is no better than the living, and he can go wherever he wants, and he can only wander near the place where he lived and the grave where he lived. If the place where you lived before your death was too yang, or if you were done by a master, you will not be able to stay, you can only stay in the yin house. ”

Ding Xiyao was even more shaken, but she was still stubborn:

"Then you mean that my father's ghost is in the guillotine mound, but he can never take revenge with his head, he can only possess people?"

"That's right, Poor Dao heard that before the severed head ghost mound collapsed last night, someone entered it, and after the collapse, someone fell into it," Jue Juezi looked around, as if looking for it, "Wounded and bleeding!" ”

Pei Wuxian sneered, "So what does the Dao Chief mean is that some of us are possessed by demons?" ”