As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

Yumu said coldly: "I don't know."

"Then tell me, should I talk to Mr. Wu now about the male corpse on Fu Cang Mountain?" Li Jingjing asked Yu Mu hesitantly.

Yumu took a sip of the soup and said in a cold voice, "It's up to you."

After getting Yumu's permission, Li Jingjing felt more relieved and immediately turned to look at Mr. Wu. She was sorting out what she was going to say next, and said, "Master Wu, Miss Wu's marriage can't happen. She can't marry the ghost groom!"

Mr. Wu's eating movements froze, and his expression was calm: "How do you say this?"

"Yu Mu and I went to Fu Cang Mountain before. There was no ghost groom at all on Fu Cang Mountain. There was only an ancient tomb. There was a coffin in the ancient tomb, and there was a male corpse in the coffin." Li Jingjing said.

"Male corpse?" Mr. Wu was puzzled, "Who is this male corpse?"

Li Jingjing shook his head: "I don't know. But we infer that the place where the male corpse is located has gathered the yin energy of heaven and earth. Now there is only one blood of a woman born in the yin year and yin month to be resurrected. By then If that male corpse is resurrected at that time, the entire Wutong Town will probably not be spared. "

At this moment, Master Wu's expression changed. He couldn't calm down, and he couldn't believe it: "Who is behind this...who is behind everything? Who wants to resurrect that male corpse?"

"Mr. Wu, do you still remember the warlock named Zixu who came from Wutong Town two years ago?" Li Jingjing asked.

After hearing this, Mr. Wu asked, "Zixu's warlock?"

He thought about it, opened his eyes, and was shocked: "Is it him?! He is the Zixu warlock who wants Qianer to marry the ghost bridegroom, saying he can suppress the ghost bridegroom's resentment?!"

"Yes, that's him." Li Jingjing nodded seriously.

Mr. Wu trembled, "If this is really the case, that person cannot be forgiven!" Mr. Wu gritted his teeth with an angry expression.

This was the first time that Li Jingjing and others saw such a lively expression on Mr. Wu's face since they had been here for so long, instead of the depressed look before.

Such an unfortunate thing happened to the town. Mr. Wu was one of the leading officials in Wutong Town. The people's pleading and persecution left Mr. Wu with no room for retreat. He could only reluctantly give up and agreed to let his beloved daughter be sacrificed.

He had no face to face his daughter, no face to face his family, and was suffering inside.

Now, Li Jingjing told him that everything was the conspiracy of the warlock. I feel sad and happy at the same time, happy and guilty at the same time.

Mr. Wu slapped the table with an angry expression, "I will take the villagers to the mountains to search now. I will definitely find the tomb and the warlock! I will not be lenient once I find them!"

——

Night came as promised.

The evening wind in the courtyard was howling, and the 'sizzling' sound from the iron chains rubbing against the ground was still making people's scalp numb.

The red figure floated behind, and the cold wind blew up her skirt, exposing her pale legs.

"Tick tick tick..."

It seemed like something was slipping away, accompanied by the gentle beating of bells and drums.

"Ghost Bride, Ghost Bride,

Don't cry,

Getting on the sedan chair, full of joy;

Emperor of Heaven, Emperor of Earth,

Pray to God,

Under the red hijab, smile;

Gulu Gulu, whose heart is it?

Ghost Bride, Ghost Bride,

My heart is gone, can you give me your heart? "

The eerie and melodious song has a brisk tone. Slowly, it seems that you can feel the song reaching your ears from afar, and it is so cold.