Chapter 71

"Hey."

A sigh sounded, and a man wearing a double-breasted gown slowly appeared in front of the tombstone. He didn't look scary at all. He looked about 20 years old, and he was quite handsome, with a sense of elegance of a scholar. Except for the spooky aura, he is almost no different from ordinary people.

The man who appeared suddenly stretched out his hand to stroke the tombstone, and the words on the tombstone suddenly became clear, Husband Zhou's Tomb of Longevity.

"Hey, it's been so long, I almost forgot my own name."

Zhou Changsheng sighed softly, his voice was a little ethereal, as if being blown by the wind, making it inaudible. He stared at the tombstone for a while, and then his eyes looked at the tied up old lady again. In front of the old lady, he stared at her for a long time, then turned to look at Yan Xiaoai and Ma Lingling.

Yan Xiaoai and Ma Lingling's faces were full of vigilance at this time, as long as Zhou Changsheng made any changes, they would definitely take action immediately, even if they couldn't subdue this ghost, they would still hurt him a little.

"You don't have to be afraid, I didn't mean to hurt you, if it wasn't because of Wanrong, I would have already been reincarnated, but I can't worry about Wanrong, so I have been wandering around the world, but it is a pity that Wanrong became unlucky because of me."

Zhou Changsheng looked at the ferocious old lady in front of him, but his eyes were full of tenderness. He reached out and stroked her face, as if recalling something, his eyes revealed a sad look again.

"No one has listened to me for a long time. Are you two little girls interested in listening to me tell a boring story?"

"Speak, but you'd better not play tricks."

Yan Xiaoai still held the gun firmly in his hand, but he didn't show too much emotion on his face. He looked at Zhou Changsheng in front of him, not looking very dangerous.

Ma Lingling stretched out her hand and tugged Yan Xiaoai, she seemed a little dissatisfied, and whispered in her ear: "Don't listen to him, you don't understand the nonsense."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt to listen to it."

Yan Xiaoai shook her head, for some reason, she believed in her heart that Zhou Changsheng would not harm them.

The deeper the ghost's resentment, the more ferocious its appearance. Ghosts like Zhou Changsheng, who have no hideous appearance, mostly have obsessions in their hearts that cannot be let go, and this obsession is not resentment.

Zhou Changsheng glanced at Yan Xiaoai gratefully, and then slowly began to tell a long-standing story.

Getting married is the happiest day in life for a girl. The red sedan chair has already arrived outside, but there is not much joy in the house. Wan Rong is sitting in front of the mirror in her wedding dress, but her face is full of smiles , but Yuan Rong standing behind her couldn't even smile.

She looked at the smile on her sister's face, showing a look of hesitation.

Wanrong is the young lady of the Lin family in Beiping. She was supposed to get married in a beautiful way, but she fell in love with a poor scholar. Naturally, the family refused, but they couldn't persuade her, so they had to let her go. It's just that the elders in the family were very angry. Nothing was given to Wanrong in this small courtyard, and she has nothing to do with the Lin family from now on.

"I know what you want to say, but I don't regret it. Being able to be with Changsheng even with simple meals is also a joy. The canary is locked in the courtyard of the rich family without emotion. I would rather be a happy wild bird." sparrow."

(End of this chapter)

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