"Brother, don't talk nonsense, my husband may just be insane. Mrs. Zheng said with a straight face.

If she is sucked dry by a ghost, it may be a female ghost, and she will not tarnish her husband's reputation.

"Hey. Ma Fei sighed and didn't say much.

Chen Guhong and Wang Song glanced at each other and didn't say much. Soon after, the men separated. Chen Guhong and Wang Song led the domestic slaves to the town to find workers, and to select timber and so on.

The workers need to be supervised, the materials must be selected well, and if rotten wood is used, the house will not collapse. Faced with the loneliness and widow left by Zheng Chong, Chen Guhong and the others naturally cared.

Spent a day searching the town for the best craftsmen, the best wood, the best bricks, everything was the best. The soles of the feet that walk are almost bubbling.

Especially Wang Song, this product is simply miserable. After returning to Zheng's house for dinner, he ordered his maid to prepare hot water to soak his feet, but it was still painful and sore, and he screamed.

But for the sake of a dead friend, this pain and endurance is over. But Wang Song was trembling at the ghosts revealed in Ma Fei's mouth in the day.

Soon after, his feet were soaked, but Wang Song felt cold, looked left and right, thief head and brain, and then said pitifully to Chen Guhong: "Guhong, if Ma Fei doesn't say it, it's okay, now this Zheng family is indeed gloomy." What if I encounter a ghost at night?"

Chen Guhong was amused when he saw it, but he also comforted: "Isn't there still me at night?

"That's just as well. Wang Song also felt right, and at this time, the feeling of tiredness hit his heart, and it didn't take long for him to tilt his head and fall asleep.

"Those who really don't know are happy. Chen Guhong felt a little envious. Then he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the bed, and asked Gao Zhuang, "Gao Zhuang, is there a ghost in this room?"

"Nope. If there was a ghost, I would have informed the lord a long time ago. Gao Zhuang said categorically, and then he was also puzzled: "But I feel a breath that is like nothing, like yin qi and not like it." Circling, weird, weird!"

There is a way that is a thousand miles away from the anthill and destroyed.

Even the smallest problem may be the cause of Zheng Chong's death. Chen Guhong was heartbroken by the early death of his friend, so he wrote down the incident. The white fox, the green snake, the weird atmosphere, the old woman upstairs who has not yet appeared, and Zheng Chong's painting before his death is a ghostly workmanship.

Although the question of Mrs. Zheng's unknown origin has been solved, there are still many mysteries.

"Brother, brother. If you are dead and have a spirit, you will help me in the spirit of heaven. Let me worry less. Chen Guhong sighed, then put the Kunwu sword on the head of the bed, ordered the little ghost to be on guard, and fell asleep.

Five days passed in a flash, and Ma Fei was relieved to find his long-lost sister, because he had something at home, so he left some silver taels and went first.

Chen Guhong and Wang Song were responsible for urging the house to stand up, because the two were willing to smack the silver, and the two classes of craftsmen did not listen to the rush day and night, and the five days were already quite large-scale.

The main body has been completed, only the construction of the façade remains.

Chen Guhong was not idle, from time to time he went to the place where the white fox and the green snake disappeared to look for traces, and sent the little ghost to the vicinity to find out what ghosts there were.

And the iron pillar continued to inquire about the legend of the green snake and the white fox nearby.

But the three-pronged approach, a large net was cast, but there was no news about it. Originally, Chen Guhong thought that the green snake and the white fox had become a demon for at least a hundred years, and there should be rumors in the market, and he was most confident to inquire about the origin, but he didn't expect that he didn't know what to do, and the green snake and white fox seemed to have appeared overnight.

On this day, Chen Guhong came back from outside, covered in wind and frost, but there was no news. When I returned to the guest room, I took off my boots, looked at my feet, and sighed, "Whew, where is the road?!"

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen. ”

At that moment, the child's crisp voice sounded. Zheng Yuan and Zheng Yu walked in excitedly, the two of them were wearing new clothes, red lips and white teeth, and big and cute eyes.

"Yuan'er, Yu'er!" Chen Guhong smiled, bent over and spread his arms. The second child threw himself into his arms like a milk swallow and rushed to Chen Guhong's arms, Chen Guhong's arms tightened, and he hugged the second child.

"Giggles!" The crisp laughter was like a fairy sound, dispelling the sadness and sadness here.

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, I'm hungry and want to eat pastries. Xiaodouding Zheng Yu held his fingers and shouted hungry.

"Uncle Chen, I'm hungry too. Zheng Yuan nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I'll let Yuanyuan buy you pastries. Chen Guhong said with a smile.

"Uncle Chen is so good. Xiao Douding chuckled, coldly attacked Chen Guhong, smashed it on his face, and took a sip, his face flushed.

Chen Guhong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Yu'er is fine." ”

Then Chen Guhong called Yuanyuan to buy pastries, and after the pastries were bought, the two brothers and sisters opened their cheeks and ate violently, and Chen Guhong was sad.

I remembered that the brother and sister had eaten pastries for the first time not long ago.

"Hey!"

Chen Guhong sighed and touched the heads of the two brothers and sisters. At the age when the brother and sister were playing, they wanted to play after they had eaten their little stomachs.

"Uncle Chen, I want to ride a wooden horse. Zheng Yuan pulled Chen Guhong's sleeve and said with a look of hope.

"Trojan?" Chen Guhong was stunned.

"My brother was tired of riding a bamboo horse, and when he saw that his neighbor's big fat family had a big wooden horse, he was envious. Zheng Yu interjected on the side.

Chen Guhong understood, and when he saw Zheng Yuan's hopeful gaze, he smiled and said, "Okay, Uncle Chen will give you the Trojan horse." ”

"Oh, oh, Uncle Chen is the best. Zheng Yuan jumped and jumped, clapping his hands, his face glowing red.

Chen Guhong smiled, then pondered for a while, thinking that there were still unused wood materials for the house here, and it would be too troublesome to buy them, so he did it himself.

Because the hatchet axe is either too bulky or too dull. Chen Guhong took the Kunwu sword and began to cut wood. Seeing this, the little ghost Gao Zhuang complained: "Lord, this is the sword of killing, taking people's lives and drinking blood." ”

Chen Guhong smiled and replied: "In my hands, it is what it is, and it is not impossible to kill pigs and sheep one day." ”

Gao Zhuang complained endlessly, but he still couldn't stop Chen Guhong.

Under the gaze of the little brother and sister, he looked serious, holding the Kunwu sword and cutting off a lot of wood, and gradually the wooden horse took shape. Add a little parts and shake it.

Zheng Yuan's little brother and sister were extremely excited when they saw the Trojan horse taking shape little by little. After finishing, Zheng Yuan couldn't help but plan to sit up, but was stopped by Chen Guhong and said: "Take the sand and polish it a little smoother, so as not to hurt your ass." ”

"Oooh. Zheng Yuan subconsciously touched his ass when he heard this, and nodded again and again. Immediately, Chen Guhong took the sand, polished it smooth for the Trojan horse, and then gave it to Zheng Yuan.

The brother and sister rode on the wooden horse in the back, and the other rode in front, shaking the wooden horse, giggling, and the children's voices were happy. Chen Guhong was relieved to see it.

This is him, and the sword in his hand is omnipotent. In his opinion, it is much more meaningful to take out the sword and sharpen the wooden horse for the children than to take it out all day and cut people.

Lu Xun has words.

"Ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband. Only those who do not roar the wind will look back at it as small as a man. ”

Won Chen Guhong's heart.

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