Jun Ze raised his eyebrows slightly: "Dissatisfied?" ”

Recalling the feeling of being swept through his body by thunder, Zhang Feng immediately shuddered and coaxed.

Zhang Bo and Die'er looked at the direction where Xianxian and Junze were, and after returning the Qinglian umbrella to them, the old and the young simply ran to the edge of the pit to take out all the spirit cards, and went back and forth in and out of the ancestral hall, and put the spirit cards in place.

And Xian Xian and Jun Ze continued to interrogate Zhang Feng.

"Ask you something." Xianxian raised her delicate chin: "Do you remember me?" ”

Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly dodged.

Xian Xian immediately grabbed his collar and sneered: "Okay! Sure enough, it was 'me' that you killed! ”

"I, I ......" Zhang Feng opened his mouth, stammered for a while, and said with a stiff neck: "I know you are here to ask something, but you have to promise me a condition, I, I will tell you everything!" ”

also dares to open conditions, which is really bold.

The fairy narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Jun Ze also looked at Zhang Feng coldly, and slowly took out a few yellow talismans from his sleeve.

"It's useless for you to threaten me." Zhang Feng turned his head a little uncomfortably: "If you don't agree to my conditions, even if I die, I ...... die."

Xian Xian directly let go of his collar and said in a cool voice: "You are dead." ”

Zhang Feng: "......"

！！

Can this person and a ghost listen to him!

Jun Ze raised his eyes and looked at him lightly: "You talk about your conditions first, and we will consider them as appropriate." ”

Of course, if Zhang Feng wants to come back from the dead, they will not agree.

Zhang Feng didn't expect Junze to really let him say the conditions, he was stunned for a while, and said softly:

"You know, ten years ago, after my mother died, I kept watch under her corpse all night, and I didn't wait for her soul to ......"

"I've always wanted to find her soul......"

What good men and ghosts are aiming at all directions, and what are united with those villagers inside and out.

All he did was just trying to find the soul of the lady, just using those villagers at will, and those people exposed their true natures and began to plot against each other and design each other, which is really ridiculous.

"I want to see my lady, I want to ask her, does she love me! That's it, my condition! ”

All his calculations are for love.

Zhang Feng looked at Xianxian and Junze expectantly.

This person is so powerful that even he has been defeated, so it should be able to fulfill his wishes, right?

Hear the words.

Xianxian suddenly felt that this ghost was quite pathetic.

Jun Ze was silent, he was just starting out of love and had only a little experience.

But when it comes to conjuring spirits, Junze is more skilled than anyone else.

After the immortal agreed, his sleeve flicked, and a blank yellow talisman appeared in the air, caught between his two fingers, and then a wooden sword appeared in Jun Ze's other hand.

He quickly crafted a simple spiritualist ritual.

"Your lady's name, birthday, and old things." Jun Ze said in a deep voice.

"She's Zhang Cuiyu, and her birthday is ......," Zhang Feng said nervously, and carefully took out a piece of red fabric from his arms.

It was the last newlywed dress his wife wore before her death, and at that time, Zhang Feng carefully tore off a piece.

Jun Ze took it and put it away, dipped a little cinnabar in his hand, and wrote his name and birthday on the yellow symbol.

Immediately, the wooden sword picked up the red cloth, and the yellow talisman was automatically fixed in the air, and there was no fire and spontaneous combustion.

Until the end of the whole set of spiritualist rituals, Jun Ze's face did not change in the slightest.

And the soul of Zhang Feng's lady did not come back.

The fairy approached him and asked in a low voice, "Good senior brother, where is his wife?" ”

Jun Ze looked sideways, put his beautiful lips close to the fairy fairy's ear, and the sigh that only she could hear sounded softly:

"—I was reincarnated ten years ago."

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