Chapter 86: Suspicious
The lewd ghost is called Peng Penny, and he is an old fritter who has been a ghost for nearly 20 years.
Penny was not married before his death, and there was only one father in the family.
After his unexpected death, his father's mental and physical condition deteriorated.
After about seven or eight years, he died.
When his father was still alive, he would burn paper money for him every year, so he didn't worry about eating and drinking.
But after his father died, he stopped confessing.
After finding out that his father was gone, he went back to look for it, but his father was already past the first seven, and he followed the ghost to the underworld to report.
Peng Peng was reluctant to go to the underworld because he had done a bad thing in his life.
Since he found out that there were really ghosts in this world after his death, he knew that it was going to be bad, because the sins he committed in his life would definitely be liquidated one by one when he arrived in the underworld, and he didn't dare to go to the underworld to be judged and punished, so he ran away before the ghosts came to lead him.
That's 20 years.
The first seven or eight years were quite nourishing, but the rest of the year got worse and worse.
There was no way, he had to find a way to make money to support himself.
There is human currency in the world, and there is naturally currency in the underworld.
There was no one to worship him, so he had to find someone to offer to him.
So, he found a woman who was very short of money as his future worshipper.
As for why not find a rich man...... This is another bitter history of blood and tears.
There are a lot of rich people, but they are also well-connected.
Generally, after this kind of person hits a ghost, he will immediately spend a lot of money to find a group of Taoist monks to open the altar.
He is a little ghost who has no skills, and he can only retreat after encountering it, otherwise he will be flattened by a stinky Taoist priest if he is not careful.
So he could only settle for the next best thing, finding someone who had no ability and no money to find someone to deal with him.
This is the first person to worship, Kong Meilan.
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Xia Zhihuai listened to him finish the first half of the paragraph, and was shocked: "The first worshipper? You mean, you've found several worshippers just like you? β
The lewd ghost Peng Peng stopped talking, and weakly protested: "If you don't attack ghosts with such words, I will agree to recruit them all." β
Xia Zhihuai: "......"
Seeing that Xia Zhihuai had regained his composure, Peng Peng continued: "Actually, it's not what you think, the first worshipper I found betrayed me after making a fortune from me. β
Xia Zhihuai rolled his eyes to the sky: "How can you get rich?" β
Peng Peng slapped his right hand on his face, and his head, which was originally full of bags, returned to normal, and then changed to a handsome and handsome face.
Coincidentally, it was Xia Zhihuai who was sitting opposite.
Xia Zhihuai grinded his back tooth socket, and wanted to pull out the knife to the "pig and sheep".
"When I used to hide from ghosts, I met an old ghost."
"He is really good, and he taught me the ability to mix rice and eat, which is the art of changing faces."
Huang Xikong squinted his eyes and looked at him, and snorted coldly: "You have learned more than just the art of changing faces, and that old ghost is not a good thing, otherwise I can help you escape as a wanted criminal registered in the underworld?" β
Xia Zhihuai looked at Huang Xikong again and again.
As if he wasn't a fugitive from the underworld, could this person be a little self-aware?
Peng Peng's eyes flickered, and Huang Xikong could see at a glance that he was lying, and suddenly a sharp yin qi swung over, directly knocking him off and hitting the wall, and the obscene ghost's originally condensed soul body immediately weakened a lot.
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If it weren't for the faint tyrant of Emperor Xu, he should be a harmonious husband and wife, a peaceful family, and make meritorious deeds for the people and the people in the court, for the sages, and then resign from the old age and teach in Xin Xin students, not seeking eternal success, at least he will not be written so dirty in the green history.
He died in the most humiliating year, and even after his death was imprisoned in the underground palace as a delicate funeral object.
From the time he woke up to the present, he was actually full of resentment, and he was always dyed with a fire in his heart.
However, after encountering this pair of living treasure brothers and sisters, he did not go completely crazy, but slowly recovered his senses.
He can't use Xia Zhihuai's brothers and sisters as an outlet, but bullying other bastards is not a bit of a psychological barrier.
Huang Xikong slowly released the yin qi on his body, and the temperature in the entire room dropped.
Wanwan calmly took out a piece of talisman paper from her pocket, casually pasted it on the back of Xia Zhihuai's hand, and then held the meow doll and watched Huang Xikong's torture interrogation.
She is not afraid of these tortures, because when she fights with demons and demons, her methods are much more ferocious than this.
Uncle Huang is really too gentle.
Wanwan sighed silently, rested her chin on the top of the meowth doll's head, and looked boredly at the frightened lewd ghost.
"Say, how did you have a shadow?"
The yin qi in Huang Xikong's hand turned into a black python whip and slammed to the floor, making a creepy explosion.
Xia Zhihuai said worriedly: "If you move quietly, the neighbors downstairs will complain, and I spend a lot of money on this floor, don't break it."
Huang Xikong glanced at the floor: "It won't be broken." β
Leaning on the armrests of the couch, with her feet on the other side, she stared at the ceiling boredly, thinking about what she might do for a while.
Xia Zhihuai compromised and sat back in place, and asked puzzledly, "Is it strange that he has a shadow?" β
Huang Xikong rolled his eyes: "Nonsense! β
Wanwan was interested when she heard this, pointed to Huang Xikong's feet, and said quietly: "Uncle Huang has no shadow, of course this stupid ghost can have it!" β
"He's more than a shadow." Huang Xikong had a python whip wrapped around his arm, and he frowned and pondered, "He has only been a ghost for twenty years, and he is not even a powerful ghost, but he can contact humans, which is very problematic in itself." β
Wanwan took the initiative to give Xia Zhihuai a literacy, and explained in a milky voice: "It is not uncommon for a powerful ghost like Uncle Huang to be able to touch people, and a powerful ghost of more than a hundred years can touch people normally. But other ghosts are not very good, and they can only touch people in person under certain circumstances. β
"For example?"
Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "The oversized house that the bearded Taoist took us to has a little ghost and a female ghost in it. The female ghost who followed the bad aunt can't touch humans from time to time, and can only come into contact with humans for a short time when the yin qi is extremely strong......"
"Chen Wan?"
Xia Zhihuai immediately remembered the events of that day.
It's mainly about people you know, so the memory will be deeper.
Wanwan didn't know the name, but that didn't prevent her from describing it in slightly more complicated language.
She nodded: "The female ghost sister who was captured by the bearded Taoist." β
Xia Zhihuai basically understood, turned his head and stared at the obscene ghost Peng Peng who could barely get up when he fell to the ground.
"I advise you to be honest, or ...... Hehe. Xia Zhihuai immediately measured the threat.
Huang Xikong threw another whip on Peng Peng's back, whipping him into a loud wail of pain.
"Whew-"
"Helpβ"
"Whew! Spare me......"
Wanwan pasted a mute note on herself, holding up her two little short legs, looking at her round and pink toenails.
Thinking with your nostrils buttoned: It seems like it's time to cut your toenails~