corpse as wife

Chapter 112 Master Yan's Answer
"Zizi--" A string of enchanting will-o'-the-wisps, like splashed blood, hit my hand.

Realizing the surprise attack, I turned over and used the solidified purple corpse energy to defuse them one by one.

Raising his blood-red eyes, he exclaimed, "Moji."

"No matter who you are, you can't hurt the deity."

Mo Ji stepped out of the sky, and stepped on a spiritual seat casually, as if walking on flat ground.The voice is ethereal, entangled in the hearts of the people.

"Your person?" I just took a look at the sick ghost. I have already cut off his head, his body is rolling on the ground, his head is jumping and jumping, trying to jump over and connect with his body. The bloody hand that I threw in was stuffed in his mouth, and he was speechless, but there were blood red tears lying in his eyes, as if begging for mercy.It seems that he is not only a sick ghost, but also a coward.However, it is normal for sick ghosts to react like this. When their souls are gone, they will have nothing. Just like people cherish their own lives, they cherish their souls even more. Once the soul is gone, they really have nothing.

"Mo Ji, you said that you would come to pick me up and leave the Dragon Kingdom. Even if the country is destroyed, you will not let my family perish. Why didn't you show up? Why did my sister say that you fell in love with him? Is it true?" As he spoke, his voice was bleak, and every sentence was heartbreaking. Mo Ji looked at my expression, and a thought flashed in his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, who are you? How did you know this deity? But why do you look so much like that little zombie Tang Xiangshi?" Mo Ji looked at me condescendingly, as if he knew me, then shook his head in denial.

"I am your lovesickness, and you are the dust on my forehead. You said before that if your lovesickness stirs up dust, you would like to turn into scattered dust. Moji, have you forgotten? You said that if lovesickness is going to dye dust Dust, you are willing to be the only dust.” I stood alone, with sadness emerging from the depths of my soul in my eyes, I did not forget what happened in my life, and after waking up for a while, I met Mo Ji again. I was lucky, but seeing Mo Ji's indifferent expression, I felt unlucky again.

But at this time, he said, "That's a matter between the deity and Ji Xiangyue, who are you? If you talk nonsense here again, the deity will not spare you."

"Mo Ji... Mo Ji..." If zombies could shed tears, I would be crying right now.

Mo Ji was upset to see that the sick ghost saw that the situation between the two sides was not right, as if they were going to fight but not likely to fight, glanced at the bell that fell on the ground, and hurriedly sent a voice message to Mo Ji.

"Master, you can control her by putting this bell on her body."

Mo Ji swept away lightly, frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't think of anything. Seeing my strong sorrow, he didn't want to really fight with me, so he simply waved his hand, and a red will-o'-the-wisp lifted the bell, and I was stunned. While staring at Mo Ji's face in a daze, Suo Xiangling was locked.

My body immediately fell to the ground.Suddenly, the endless power in my body seemed to be cut off by something, and I became limp and weak. I stared blankly at Suo Xiangling in front of me.As soon as my head hurts, my face and hair also changed back.I was stunned and felt as if I had experienced some earth-shattering event. I stretched out my hand and watched the soaring nail retract at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I looked up, and the sick ghost was overjoyed to see me like this, his head and body were connected together with a click, and then stood up shaking from the ground.Just about to step forward to trap me with the magic rope, Mo Ji scolded in a cold voice, "What did I tell you you trash to do? How dare you come here to force a marriage?"

At the same time as he said those words, the whistling will-o'-the-wisp swept away, and more than half of the sick ghost's face was immediately destroyed.

"Yes, the master ordered me to track down the news about Princess Xiangyue of the Gulong Kingdom. It's just the ghost master. I have searched the entire Yin-Yang world, but there is no news." The sick ghost covered his face and knelt on the ground, not daring to get up.

"Trash, what use are you for?"

As soon as the bloody flames passed, the ghost hand was thrown out of the mourning hall.

"Moji?" I murmured, watching him standing on the spirit tablet in disbelief, angrily scolding the sick and dead ghost, and then knocking the ghost out. Looking back, there were actually three people on the ground, except the one who had just been there. Among the old couple of the Dong family seen in the mourning hall, there was another one who was rolling on the ground, blood was all around him, and his hand was broken.

"Xiang'er?" Mo Ji noticed me only then.He tapped his toes and appeared in front of me in an instant, with an unbelievable look on his fair face, "That was you just now? I didn't recognize how you turned into that ghost." Mo Ji helped me up from the ground, He kept looking at me with dark red eyes.

I shook my head, "I don't know what just happened?"

"How did you meet them?" Mo Ji asked, helping me to sit on the grand teacher's chair, and disgusted with the noisy people who were yelling and rolling on the ground, "Shut up!" His voice was nice, But with viciousness and arrogance, it is hard for ghosts to disobey.

The man who was rolling around shut up immediately. I knew he was in pain, but he didn't say a word. He seemed very afraid and afraid of Moji. I saw rows of female ghosts and little ghosts standing behind him. , amazed.

"I was arrested and said to match me with a ghost marriage." I rubbed my head, feeling a little dizzy, and felt that I had exhausted a lot of energy. What did I do?It seems that I am going to collapse, so tired, I really want to pass out at this time.

Mo Ji's dark red eyes turned cold instantly, and his long hair curled around my cheeks, making my heart itch. I grabbed the hair, and then he stood up straight and looked out the door.

"It's my subordinates who were reckless." Mo Ji said so, it turned out that the sick and dead ghost was his subordinates, thinking of his dead face and the voice of that perverted cat, I felt a chill.

"You have to rectify your subordinates, each one is more faulty than the other." I said this from the bottom of my heart. Mo Ji didn't object, but sent me out of the door. When I came to the door, I saw the old Dong family couple, as if I remembered something.

"Where is Master Yan now? Isn't he helping you exorcise ghosts? Where is he now?" I pulled myself together, admiring myself for not falling to the ground at this time.

Mr. Dong pulled Mrs. Dong to stand up, with an expression of grievance and resentment, pointing at the person lying on the ground lying in a pool of blood, and said, "This is the master Yan who killed a thousand swords." Hear it out.

Only then did I look at Master Yan who hadn't stopped, just gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes, and took a few glances.

"Do you still remember a celebrity named Peng Bilian who bought a kid from you?" I squatted down, looked at Master Yan's broken hand, and asked.

He has already rolled his eyes, and it seems that his thinking is a little confused. He keeps shaking his head and gritting his teeth, but he just doesn't speak.

I was wondering how he could answer my questions normally?How about letting him recover from his injury first?But I was worried about missing the best time to save the kid.

Just when I was struggling, Mo Ji took the lead and used some kind of spell, then Master Yan suddenly became quiet, and then sat up, as if nothing had happened, but his eyes were dull, it seemed that he was caught Completely under control, like a dead body.

"Do you still remember a star named Peng Bilian who bought a kid from you?" I asked him again, only to see that he blurted out after hearing it, as if he didn't think about it at all.

"Remember, the mainland's second-tier actress, I deliberately designed her to buy a kid. It's been changed three or four times." Master Yan's missing hand is still bleeding, and I'm really worried that he will pass out immediately.

Then he immediately asked, "What was the name of the last little ghost, and where did he live?"

"Zhang Juntian, lives at No. 113 Beihefu Street, Tianxiang District, First Ring Road, Yangcheng City."

I marveled at Mo Ji's technique, thinking that even when he was conscious, he couldn't blurt out so fluently. It seems that Mo Ji must have used some kind of brilliant trick to let him tell the truth without thinking at all.

With the name and address of the little ghost, there is no fear of not being able to find out the things the little ghost used during his lifetime.Just to be on the safe side, I asked again, "Are Zhang Juntian's parents still alive? Who are their parents?"

"Now, Zhang Juntian's mother raises him alone, because Zhang Juntian is an illegitimate child, and Zhang Juntian's father is the third son of the Zhang family in Yangcheng. They gave up their mother and son for political marriage." Master Yan told with a Taiwanese accent. detailed.

"Is that why you set your mind on Zhang Juntian? Are you not afraid that his parents will be sad, and you will suffer retribution?" I asked angrily, only feeling a little dizzy when I said this sentence because of emotions.

"Don't be afraid, I have a backer."

"Who is your backer?" I blurted out.

Just as Master Yan was about to speak, he fell to the ground.Mo Ji helped me up from the side, and said softly, "You are tired and need to rest. Let me take you back first, or you will really fall down."

I nodded, that's all, what I yearn for most now is that big bed.Let's talk about everything tomorrow, I need to rest and recover my strength, and I don't know what I have done, it seems like I have used up all my strength for a lifetime.

I was sent by Mo Ji to the Beihai family's villa in Beihai Prefecture, before I could say goodbye to Mo Ji, I hurried into the house.When I got to the stairs, it seemed that something was wrong.

The room was dark with no lights. It seemed that Beihai Qingming hadn't come back yet.I shook my head and walked on the stairs to the second floor, but from the room on the third floor full of psychic tablets, there was a pair of eyes looking at me.

(End of this chapter)