The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 382
On this day, when dusk was about to fall, Qiao Guan and Zhao Ling came to the Cheng family's villa again.

Zhao Ling glanced at the back door of the villa, listening to the "creak" sound of the iron gate being opened.

She didn't expect that after two days, Madam Cheng would call her to talk in private, and she didn't expect that Qiao Guan, who was in a hurry, would follow her with a stern face.

She thought about it, then glared at her, but the other party didn't seem to see it, and looked around with her head down.

Each villa here is surrounded by garden grass, and there are several towering trees growing in front of the house, which has a natural pastoral flavor.

Cheng Anle took off his sunglasses and walked in first.

All the way to the living room with no one there.

Mrs. Cheng was also wearing a purple cheongsam today, her beautiful figure and face looked noble and generous, but when she saw the three of them entering the door, she smiled lightly.

"sit down."

She didn't carry any resentment on her body, and it wasn't because she was too obsessed that she stayed in the world...

Zhao Ling nodded and sat down, her eyes fell on the bracelet on her wrist, and she already understood it in her heart.

"Your husband..." Zhao Ling hesitated to speak.

"He's gone out." Madam Cheng pursed her lips and smiled, with a sad expression on her quiet face, "I'm actually asking you for something this time."

The room was silent, and then Mrs. Cheng raised her wrist, revealing the emerald green jade bracelet in front of everyone.

"I understand Jun'an's feelings for me, but it's only my fault that I don't have this blessing... Oh, Miss Zhao, please take a look at this bracelet for me, I always think the painting on it is a bit weird." She Said with a sad face.

Seeing her pitiful look, Zhao Ling pursed her lips and said, "Your bracelet is engraved with our Taoist soul-locking curse, which can trap your soul in this villa. Make ghost messengers unable to enter and arrest souls."

She paused, sniffing the strange fragrance that filled the room.

I don't know how this Cheng Jun'an knew that burning rhino horns can communicate with ghosts. Now he has indeed successfully reunited with his dead wife, but he will definitely have to pay a high price in the future.

Mrs. Cheng's heart immediately seized up, she shrunk her shoulders and sobbed softly.

"He's so stupid...but I can't let him continue to be stupid." She closed her eyes, and after fluttering her long eyelashes a few times, she whispered, "Miss Zhao, please help me get out of this house, your Didn't Ri say that our yin and yang are different, and my existence will more or less harm him? Then even if I don't want to, I... can't harm him."

Zhao Ling silently listened to the words, shook his head secretly and said: "I'm sorry, the soul-locking spell on your body may only be undone by Shi Shu himself."

Mrs. Cheng saw that she said it firmly, and she let her shoulders loose. She didn't know the origin of that emerald bracelet. Do it, the bracelet seems to grow on her body, it can't be taken off at all.

And since her husband intends to trap her, it is even more impossible to tell her who the performer is.

"Actually, you don't have to worry. I guess this bracelet may be on your body."

Qiao Wan thought about it, and felt that this possibility was extremely high. Cheng Jun'an loved his wife so much that even his soul would be trapped in this villa, let alone a corpse... no, it was ashes.

"Physical?" Mrs. Cheng didn't realize it for a while, "I've already..."

"I mean your ashes, ma'am, do you know where the urn is placed?" Zhao Ling stood up and said, "Even if I can't lift the curse for you, as long as you smash the bracelet, the spell will be effective." will disappear."

Mrs. Cheng was stunned for a moment, biting her lip with a worried look on her face: "It's not impossible to hear what you said, but I have lived here for so long, and I have never seen an urn."

What's more, Cheng Jun'an didn't want her to know about her death at all, so it was even more impossible for her to see his spiritual position.

Cheng Anle frowned: "Second Aunt, think about it again?"

"I..." Mrs. Cheng's face was troubled, but then her eyes lit up again, and she said, "Maybe...in the study, Jun'an has a wine cellar in the study. I used to be able to go in, but I don't know. Why, these past few months have been blocked by an invisible barrier..."

When Zhao Ling heard it, she already had the answer in her heart.

Taking advantage of Cheng Junan not coming back, the three of them immediately went to the study.

The study room is on the first floor, and the space is very spacious. It can be seen that this person is knowledgeable. There are bookshelves as high as the ceiling. Qiao Wan looked up and found that there were books in various languages.

She couldn't understand some, so she took a second look.

Cheng Anle quickly found a button behind a picture scroll, and pressed it lightly. Qiao Wan only heard a "click", and the rows of bookshelves in front of her swung open to both sides, revealing a wooden door behind the wall.

Cheng Jun'an's wine cellar is in the basement, where it is protected from light and has a constant temperature. Both temperature and light are very particular.

"Be careful." Madam Cheng naturally couldn't get close, so she could only stand by the door to remind her.

The three of them looked at each other, and Cheng Anle went down the stairs first.

Although the light ahead was dark, it was still barely possible to see the road clearly.

Not long after, Qiao Wan ran into a heavy wooden door again.

Cheng Anle paused, stretched out his hand to push it away, and then the room full of wine racks came into view.

Qiao Guan tilted her head, a little surprised, she thought to herself that this might be the place where Cheng Junan used to store red wine, but now the shelf is empty, except for the yin energy that has been lingering around, where did the wine bottle come from?
"At this."

Mrs. Cheng's ashes are prominently placed on a wooden table against the wall, and looking up, there is a black and white photo hanging on the wall. In the photo, Mrs. Cheng smiles softly, her eyes seem to have He looked at the three of them like a god.

On the lower part is a wooden spirit tablet and a bronze incense burner, with three sticks of incense inserted inside, three red lights burning, and white smoke curling from the top.

The three of them could see this scene almost as soon as they entered the door.

But the ashes are found, who will do it?

Qiao Wan looked at Zhao Ling, after all, it carried a man's infatuation, and they also knew what would happen if the bracelet was broken...

So these two "outsiders" looked at me and I looked at you, neither of them was willing to lift a finger first.

Instead, Cheng Anle gritted his teeth and walked up.

Her eyebrows moved slightly, and after a long silence, she reached out decisively to lift the lid off.

Then, a green light flashed by in the dim light, Qiao Guan took a deep breath, and the jade bracelet was really buried in Mrs. Cheng's ashes.

Cheng Anle stared at the bracelet, motionless: "As long as you destroy this thing, can you save Second Uncle?"

"Yes." Zhao Ling nodded.

Cheng Anle's eyes froze, he grabbed the bracelet and was about to smash it down, but at this moment, the originally quiet outdoor suddenly became chaotic.

"Stop!" Cheng Jun'an entered the door in a hurry, before he had time to think about it, he stepped forward to snatch it, and looked at the other party's eyes full of anger.

"Who gave you the guts! Get out!"

"Second Uncle, she is already dead, you have to accept the reality!" Cheng Anle refused to let go, both of them are Lianjiazi, and soon got into a fight over the urn.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. As long as you return Xiao Fu to me now, I will spare you this time for your father's sake!" Follow Cheng Anle to attack.

"Second uncle, yin and yang are different, no matter how you treat me in the future, now...I can't just watch you have an accident!" After finally finding a loophole, Cheng Anle suddenly raised his arm, making a gesture to drop the bracelet.

"No!"

But only hearing a "bang", Cheng Jun'an threw a punch at her shoulder in desperation. In an instant, the white ashes urn and bracelet flew into the air, and then hit the floor heavily, and the ashes were scattered in an instant. all over the place, and the bracelet was broken into four...

"Little Fu!" Cheng Junan's face changed suddenly, he knelt down with a "boom", collecting the ashes scattered by the wind, "Cheng Anle, you did a good job...don't go, come back..."

Gusts of wind swept past, blowing the ashes all over the place.

And with the disappearance of the forbidden spell, Mrs. Cheng broke through the barrier and came to her husband.

She was still in the same cheongsam, squatting quietly, her voice hoarse and ethereal echoing in the room.

"Jun An."

Cheng Jun'an raised his head, staring at her with straight eyes, and then he tried to reach out to touch her, but without the forbidden spell, he stretched out his hand and only caught a piece of air.

"Xiaofu, don't go, I beg you."

Mrs. Cheng shook her head with a look of reluctance: "I have no regrets to meet you in this life, Jun'an, thank you, thank you for being kind to me over the past ten years, but it's a pity that I can't bear this kind of love because of my poor fortune. I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, until a lifetime roar broke the silence in the room.

Cheng Anle was taken aback, she never thought that her second uncle who was like a hero, this man who never showed timidity even in the face of life and death, was crying like a child in front of his wife's soul.

"Xiaofu, Xiaofu, I have been married to you for 18 years. Although we have no children, it is the happiest time in my life. If there is no you in this world, how can I live alone?" Cheng Junan burst into tears. Madam also burst into tears and wanted to hug him, but unfortunately Yin and Yang were separated, and she could no longer feel that warm body temperature.

"You... What do you want me to say? Not being able to grow old with you is the only regret in my life. But when the lights go out, I will go anyway. But how can I feel at ease with your current appearance? Leave?" Madam Cheng was sobbing, she raised her hand to wipe the tears off her husband's face, but her fingertips pierced his body.

As dusk fell, the three of Qiao Guan were almost kicked out of the gate.

In the end, Mrs. Cheng was still reluctant to leave, even if there was only a solitary soul left, she still stayed by her husband's side and stayed with him.

"What?" Zhao Ling turned around and found that Qiao Wan hadn't followed.

"It's nothing, it's just a little... Empathy?" She touched her nose and followed the two without saying a word.

Zhao Ling snorted, she didn't know love, let alone the obsession in that man's heart, so she just let out a long sigh.

"So what if you keep it? The rhino horn will burn out one day."

Qiao Guan responded lightly, no matter how deep the emotion is, it can't last a cycle of reincarnation, just like the fragrance of a rhinoceros horn, when it should fade, it will always fade away.

Sure enough, just a few months later, the spirit in Cheng Junan's hand finally burned out, and as his wife disappeared bit by bit, he desperately ended his life with a pistol.

(End of this chapter)