Chapter 51: Reappear in the Ghost Realm!

The dresser is made of beech wood, and the cabinet is carved with quaint patterns, and the carving is so meticulous that it is obviously not something that a small family can afford.

Not only that, but the mirror inlaid on it is actually made of copper, and the mirror side is made of ebony, and a black comb is placed aside.

Feng Wanli continued, "If my guess is correct, that ghost restraint should be a comb, or maybe that vanity mirror. ”

Qin Jing's face was full of worry, and he couldn't help but say, "That ghost thing is hidden in the house, and it will definitely not let us destroy this restraint easily." ”

Feng Wan's complexion remained unchanged, he touched the fire spell talisman in his pocket, and said to Master Yixiu: "Master Yixiu, I hope you can help me entangle the earth binding spirit." ”

Master Ikyu held the Vajra Demon Suppression Pestle in his right hand, and his whole body emitted a dazzling golden light, and said, "Okay, even if I fight for my life, I will help you entangle him." ”

Feng Wanli still has more than thirty fire spell talismans in his hand, five exorcism talismans, and the ghosts in the house are densely packed, if you rely on the talismans alone, if you rely on yourself alone, you can't get close to the dresser at all, but with the help of Master Yixiu.

"Master, help me clear the way!"

"Let's go!"

Master Yixiu protected the golden bowl behind him, and scolded, and the golden bowl condensed on his body instantly flourished with golden light, and the lethality of the Buddha's light to the ghost was not weak, and the witty ghost thing close to the golden bowl was directly dissolved, and the soul was scattered.

"Boom!"

The huge Vajra Demon Descending Pestle swung hard, and the golden Buddha light attached to it made a vacuum appear in front of it.

The ghosts were so fierce that they didn't know what they were afraid of, and the endless ghosts suddenly turned around at the same time, turning their backs to everyone.

"Whoa!"

All the ghostly black hair continued to grow from their heads, and in the blink of an eye, they filled the void of the ghostly thing in front of them.

"Damn Rapunzel!"

Feng Wanli scolded secretly, took out five fire spells, and under the infusion of spiritual power in his body, five palm-sized fireballs smashed like meteors.

The blazing flames pierced the Hair directly, but soon, the Hair continued to grow, blocking the road ahead again, and at the same time, the second fireball also pierced the Hair, and the Hair also recovered, and the cycle continued, until the fifth fireball was exhausted, the flames dissipated, and the Hair continued to rush towards the wind.

"The ghosts are really extraordinary!"

Master Yixiu suddenly stepped in front of Feng Wanli, the golden light of the King Kong Demon Pestle was dazzling, and he pushed it hard with both hands, only to see the King Kong Demon Pestle turn into a golden mang, and instantly resist the demon hair rushing in front of him.

"Poof!"

Before the words fell, a mouthful of blood slipped from the corner of Master Yixiu's mouth, Feng Wanli raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and said secretly: "Could it be... ”

"Boom!"

The Vajra Demon Pestle flying in mid-air suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, exploded, and a Buddha phantom appeared on the Demon Pestle, under the strong Buddha light, the ghosts in the house instantly melted, and the road leading to the front of the dresser was emptied.

"It's my turn!"

You can get out at any time, so Feng Wanli is willing to take this risk, as long as his plan is successful, he will definitely be able to escape, but if he fails, he will not die, but he has lost the King Kong Demon Pestle Master Yixiu and his apprentice Qin Qin, and there is almost no chance of getting out alive.

In a few breaths, Feng Wanli came to the dresser and grabbed the comb with his right hand.

"Huh!"

A cold that could almost freeze the soul hit instantly, and Feng Wanli's body trembled slightly, and he shivered.

The screen turns.

In the same room, a young girl was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, brushing her hair in her left hand and a purple-black wooden comb in her right hand, gently combing her hair.

"It's happening again!"

Feng Wanli knew that this scene in front of him was the scene that the ghost experienced before he died, and if he grasped the ghost's resentment, he would have a chance to solve this ghost perfectly, which meant twice the life energy.

"Xiumei, your father promised to marry you to the second son of the village chief Li in the south of the village, and he will come to the dowry tomorrow. ”

At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked outside the house, her face was full of joy, and she shouted loudly when she entered the house. Feng Wanli could see clearly, the middle-aged woman's appearance was three or five points similar to this girl, and she was obviously the girl's mother.

Hearing her mother's words, Xiu Mei's body trembled slightly, and the wooden comb in her hand slipped from her hair, and her face was pale: "Mother, I already have someone I like in my heart, and I don't want to marry Li Ergou." ”

The middle-aged woman looked puzzled: "What's wrong with Li Ergou? Although people are a little muddy, the Li family is the largest family in our village, and you won't starve if you marry." ”

"What! You don't want to marry?"

At the same time, a short and thin man in his forties, apparently Xiumei's father, rushed in from outside the house, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted and scolded: "If you don't marry, where will your brother go to ask for a daughter-in-law?

Seeing his father coming, Xiu Mei's body trembled slightly, obviously very scared, but when he thought of marrying Li Ergou, he bit his lip: "But my daughter already has someone she likes?"

Xiumei's father looked ruthless, grabbed the broom next to him, and scolded loudly: "Just that poor scholar?

"I... I don't want his dowry!"

When he said this, Xiumei's father's broom had already fallen hard, and traces of blood appeared on Xiumei's shoulders, and bright red blood stained her hair.

After beating for nearly ten minutes, Xiumei's mother on the side also hid her eyes, and Xiumei's father threw the broken broom in his hand on the ground and continued to scold: "There is no dowry, what should your brother do? I raised you so big, not just to have today, otherwise I would have thrown you into the water at the village gate a long time ago." ”

"I... No... Marry!"

Although she was dying, Xiumei was very strong and still refused to give in.

Xiumei's father looked at Xiumei on the ground with cold eyes, and continued: "Don't marry?

After watching this scene, Feng Wanli couldn't help but scold: "Is this the birth of a daughter as a trade in goods? ”

At the same time, the scene is fragmented, and the picture turns to be a night.

Xiu Mei packed a few thin clothes, looked at the house where she had lived for more than ten years, without the slightest nostalgia, only looked at the wooden comb in front of the dresser, and her eyes revealed a trace of tenderness.

"Alas!"

Xiumei sighed lightly, and finally picked up the wooden comb, quietly pushed the door out, came to the corner of the courtyard, moved the stone, and went directly out of the courtyard.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan!"

In the night, the cold wind hit, Xiu Mei was just wearing two thin clothes, shivering from the cold, and tried to shout softly towards the woods in front of her.

Listening to the voice, a handsome young man walked out, this is Ye Fan, a scholar who is beloved by Xiumei.

Ye Fan's face was complicated, he looked at the dark jungle behind him, and then at the beautiful eyebrows in front of him, took a deep breath, and slowly walked over.