The grandfather of the entertainment industry arrives

Chapter 254 The Female Complaint ([-])
The wind continued and the rain did not stop. Yue Liuyin, who was meditating, was suddenly awakened, and his eyes looked like a sharp sword through the window to one of the directions.

Under the clear glazed eyes, nothing can be hidden from her.

Outside, even though the night was still very dark, it couldn't hide the thick resentment condensed into the color of weeping blood in that corner.

If there is no hatred, evil ghosts will come out.

"Ah!" A sudden scream pierced the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the noisy voice continued.

Yue Liuyin walked out of the room, and took another look at the direction where the resentment was heavy. Jing Xuan was already waiting outside the room: "Go, go and have a look."

When the two arrived, the heavy rain had already lightened a lot, turning into a drizzle that could be stretched into silk.

A dilapidated courtyard was surrounded by layers of people.

Someone in the crowd said.

"I heard that it was full of blood, and Mrs. Li, who reported the case, fainted from fright."

"It's so pitiful. A single woman doesn't know what she has been recruited for, but she can't think of committing suicide by taking poison."

People inside the yamen formed a line to block those who had nothing to do with it.

As the sky was getting brighter, a carriage came, and soon a couple came down. They were both talented and beautiful, and they looked very suitable.

The servants of the couple did not know what they had said to the guard outside the yard, and the guard quickly let the couple in.

About half an hour later, the couple came out again. The man held up an umbrella, carefully fearing that a little rain would fall on his wife.

When the two came out, Jing Xuan looked in their direction in astonishment: "Master, it's Jing Niang."

I saw a bloody red-clothed female ghost with a slightly distended belly lying on the oil-paper umbrella held by the handsome husband-in-law, which was invisible to ordinary people with naked eyes.

The female ghost's eyes were stern, her hands turned into sharp nails, and they were clasped on the oiled paper umbrella. Blood was constantly spreading from her body, mixed with the rain from outside, and slipped off the oiled paper umbrella, and some even fell on the bodies of the two umbrella holders inside. .

It's also fortunate that ordinary people can't see it, otherwise everyone present would be frightened and scattered like birds and beasts.

After returning to the carriage, Cui Bingzhen Lihua said rainingly: "Wen Lang, I originally asked Xiaodong to give her silver taels out of good intentions, but I just told her to leave Jinling City. Who would have thought that she would be so persistent that she would commit suicide by taking poison? It was my fault that I sent someone to find her."

Jiang Wen was convinced of this, and replied with a full gesture: "This is my lady's fault, it's because Jingniang herself can't see it, because of the past love, I have collected her body for her, so my wife can't bear it." Take these little things to heart.”

But the two didn't know that when they said this, the female ghost who followed them closely was sitting beside them.

The female ghost stared at Jiang Wen obsessively, two lines of blood and tears flowed out of her swarthy eyes.

Tears of blood dripped and burned in mid-air, and the raging flames roared ferociously, not a little hot, but very cold.

Cui Bingzhen seemed to feel the coldness, her body trembled, and she threw herself into Jiang Wen's arms: "Wen Lang, it's so cold."

"Maybe it's because of the changing sky today, lady, I'll hold you." Jiang Wen stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly.

The blood-weeping female ghost looked at the two embracing each other in front of her, and suddenly laughed, the laughter was sharp and shrill, the black blood-dripping hair moved without wind, and the ends grew wildly like vines with tenacious vitality, firmly locking the river. Wen and Cui Bingzhen's necks.

The carriage left slowly, the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground was inconspicuous to the noisy crowd, and the conversation inside was not known to anyone except Yue Liuyin and Jing Xuan who were not ordinary people.

However, Yue Liuyin looked at the direction the carriage was leaving, and the thick black air had completely enveloped the carriage.

Jing Xuan, who also saw this scene, was puzzled: "The couple are the newlyweds who got married a few days ago, why did Jing Niang pester them? And didn't Jing Niang have the master's peace charm? Why is it still not there?" escaped this disaster?"

Regarding this, Yue Liuyin, who had already withdrawn from the crowd and was walking back, replied: "Jing Niang is married to that man, and the woman next to her has blood on her body, how do you think Jing Niang will find them? As for the second point, the peace talisman I gave Jing Niang can only play a role in resolving it, and cannot completely eliminate her fate. Once the safety talisman is lost or damaged, it is inevitable that Jing Niang will not be able to escape this calamity .”

"Then Jingniang has turned into a fierce ghost now, should we take care of it?" Jing Xuan asked this question with a troubled face because people in the Taoist sect dealt with ghosts and ghosts.

Yue Liuyin slightly raised the corners of her lips, with a half-smile: "The grievances and grievances in the world have their own conclusions, and no one else can interfere with the repayment of this debt."

She doesn't live by the sea, so why bother with it so broadly, it doesn't involve innocent people, ghosts or anything like that, that's what the Hades of the underworld should take care of.

"Master is right, that's the reason." Jing Xuan clapped her hands and smiled.

One is heartless and the other is cruel and vicious, such a person Jing Xuan is not willing to stretch out her hand, lest she dirty her cuffs.

In the past seven days, there has always been a saying in the world that the ghosts of the dead will come back on the first seven days. If there is no resentment or hatred, then look back on your life and leave the mortal world. When the gate of ghosts is closed, step on the road to Huangquan Re-enter reincarnation.

But if the death is miserable and there is resentment in his heart, then this ghost will turn into a ghost and come to the world to seek revenge on his enemies, and he will never die.

Inside and outside of the Cui Mansion, there are still big red happy words posted, and the joy of the couple's wedding celebration has not completely dissipated.

As for the inside of the new house, these days, the newcomers are even more harmonious and affectionate, and they are really envious of others.

A gust of wind blew through, the doors and windows were torn open, and a little red shadow disappeared in an instant.

Inside the room, the red-clothed female ghost with pale and stiff face, wet body and slightly bulging belly looked at the two entwined figures in the Furong warm tent with red eyes.

Moving her feet, the female ghost slowly approached the bed. Jiang Wen seemed to sense something inside. She raised her head, opened her eyes, and saw a very familiar and desolate face.

Jiang Wen rolled his eyes in fright, and passed out immediately, and the bride below screamed and also fainted.

Two or three thatched huts were neatly tidied up. The young women who sat by the bed and sewed with needles and thread were not beautiful, but they were also delicate and pleasant.

Jiang Wen stood not far away, holding a book, shaking his head.

"Sir, I've finished your new clothes." Jing Niang put away the last stitch, bit the thread with her teeth, raised her head, and walked towards him.

Jiang Wen put down the scroll, stepped back meaningfully, and felt something was wrong, the person in front of him was clearly his childhood sweetheart's wife, why did he feel fear?
Thinking of this, Jiang Wen couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and said very considerately: "Jing Niang, you have worked so hard, how can I bear it?"

Jing Niang shook her head softly: "Doing things for my husband, don't talk about hard work."

Hearing this, Jiang Wen held the man in his arms and sighed: "If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?"

Jing Niang was shy, with a smile on her lips and teeth, she lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth became wider and wider, and her smile became brighter and brighter.

Seeing this, Jiang Wen, who was hugging someone to express his affection, suddenly turned pale, his heart beat faster and faster, and a chill came from the soles of his feet to his back, causing him to let go of his hands all at once.

The expression on Jingniang's face remained unchanged, she stared at him firmly: "What's the matter, Mr. Xiang?"

"Jing Niang, I..." Jiang Wen's throat was choked, and he didn't know how to say it.

Jing Niang stroked her stomach gently with her hand, "Master, our baby is more than three months old, and he will be born soon. When the time comes, our family of three and He Lele will live like this forever, okay?"

Jiang Wen looked at her swollen belly with a tight throat, and a picture flashed in his mind, the ground after the heavy rain, a woman lying on the ground with a slightly swollen belly, black hair scattered like algae, and two eyeballs in the eye sockets The child protruded, carrying a deadly resentment.

Jiang Wen suddenly remembered everything, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes kept tightening, "Jing Niang, Jing Niang, where is this? What are you going to do to let me go?"

Seeing his terrified appearance, Jing Niang kept approaching him while stroking his stomach: "What is Xianggong talking about? Why can't Jing Niang understand? Of course this is our home. Xianggong is Jingniang's husband. We said we want to be together forever, how can Jing Niang let Xianggong go?"

Jiang Wen kept backing away, tripped over a stool, and fell backwards, falling to the ground in embarrassment.

He hurriedly got up, sat on the ground, still shrinking back, and at the same time kept waving his hands, shouting: "Jing Niang, I was wrong, I know I shouldn't let you down, but now you are dead, our people Ghost Shutu, just let me go!"

"Let you go, then who will let our mother and child go?" Jing Niang yelled sadly, stretched out her hand, cut open her stomach with sharp fingers, blood rolled out, and soon formed a huge blood pool on the ground, cutting open A skinny and short hand stretched out from her stomach, and she kept waving her little hand. She lowered her voice and said softly, "My child, go find your father quickly, your father will not leave us."

Very thin, only one-third the size of an ordinary baby, the ghost baby slowly crawled out, landed on the ground, grinned at Jiang Wen's Fang, showing a sinister smile, and then crawled over.

Jiang Wen was dumbfounded by the fright, and retreated with both hands and feet, but the thatched hut was so big, and he retreated to the corner in a blink of an eye, while the ghost baby was still crawling towards him.

Soon, Guiying's skinny little hands grabbed his pants, and slowly crawled up his body along his legs.

"Daddy, hug!" Guiying stretched out his hand to want Jiang Wen to hug him.

Jiang Wen was afraid that it would be too late, how could he hold the ghost baby in his arms.

With a wave of his hand, he slapped Guiying fiercely, and at the same time shouted: "Get out, I'm not your father."

"Wow!" Guiying's mouth twitched, crying loudly.

Jingniang's expression suddenly changed, her hair was waving, her whole body began to cry blood, and she screamed resentfully: "Master, how can you deny our child? Why did you abandon me, why don't you want a child?"

Then, the ghost baby who was still climbing on him also started to cry: "Daddy, don't leave the baby behind."

Jiang Wen's face was terribly pale, and he shrank in the corner of the wall, constantly reaching out and beating.

"Ah!" With a loud cry, the person on the bed opened his eyes, and there was still fear in the depths of his eyes.

"Wen Lang, don't be afraid, it's all a dream, what did you dream about?"

Hearing Cui Bingzhen's voice, Jiang Wen's eyes twitched, and he looked around. He was not in that thatched cottage in the countryside, nor was Jing Niang and Gui Ying who turned into ghosts. Cui Bingzhen married with a scheming plan.

"Nothing? I just had a little nightmare." Jiang Wen wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, looked at the bright sky outside and the sunlight penetrating into the room, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Just a dream, just a dream.

"Wen Lang, just now when you were sleeping, you were screaming and waving your hands, which frightened me." Cui Bingzhen held her heart, looking cowardly and pitiful.

Jiang Wen hurriedly bowed, "It's not my husband's fault, I frightened my wife."

In the room, in a corner where the sun doesn't shine, Jing Niang, in her red wet clothes and eyes full of resentment, still lingers on them.

(End of this chapter)