Ghosts Know What I Experienced

Chapter 29:

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When I was in college, she was very lonely.

Taishan Stone can't stop his increasing yin. In order to avoid hurting others, Yan Jia only communicates with Chen Tao. When he was a junior, he moved out of school and didn't know what was going on at school.

Time flies in the blink of an eye, he has graduated for a year, and the university has become a memory.

Yan Jia looked at the young woman across the glass. He looked at this pale and delicate face carefully and wanted to find a trace of his beautiful self-confidence. But in the end, he could only look at Wang Ru’s quietness. The undulating eyes sighed softly.

Yi Jia’s impression of Wang Ru, except for the love letter of the freshman year and the public at the graduation ceremony, was only a proposal for a drama in the sophomore year.

The drama club of Sioux University is very famous. It has a history of 100 years and will perform dramas outside the school every month. As the pillar of the drama club, Wang Ru starred in "The Orphan of Zhao" in his sophomore year. Qian Jia was pulled by Chen Tao to watch the flower show, and the famous name was to support the flowers of his own computer. In the place where the lights are focused, the picturesque girl is wearing a bright red dress and captures the audience.

At that time, even Jia Jia had to admit that this flower is worthy of the name. And now...

Yan Jia looked at the thin woman in front of her, silent for a long time, whispered: "Yes, I am Jia Jia."

Wang Ru lifted his throat and looked at him quietly. After reading him again, he suddenly avoided his sight, lowered his head, hid his face under his hair, and refused to let Yan Jia see her again.

When Jia Jia’s heart moved, he suddenly understood something. He looked at Wang Ru and looked at Ye Jingzhi next to him. Master Ye was sitting rightside and listening to them seriously. Seeing that Jia Jia suddenly looked at himself, he looked at Zhao Jia in confusion. Zhao Jia shook his head and continued to look ahead.

Well, Master Ye seems to be very slow. I didn’t see Wang Ru and my own affairs...

Yi Jia is more sympathetic to this old classmate, but definitely not like it. If he likes Wang Ru, he would not be able to refuse the other's love letter at the beginning, nor would he turn a blind eye to the sensational marriage proposal at the graduation ceremony.

Needless to say, when I saw Wang Ru, I realized that in the past year, this former department had a bad flower.

The scar on the face could not be covered. Looking at the traces, it should have been scratched with a knife six months ago. In addition to this scar, Wang Ru's mouth and eye sockets are somewhat bruised. She was caught in the police station last week, and she could not be injured in this week. These bruises can only be injured before being caught.

Li Wei died for more than half a month, and Wang Ru himself fled for a week. Her wounds should not have been beaten during the week of flight. When I think about it, it may only be half a month ago, when Li Wei was still dead, he was personally beaten by Li Wei.

At that time, there were multiple hits. Now, there are still some pale blues that fade away?

In addition, where the clothes are blocked, I am afraid that there are more invisible wounds.

Many people on the Internet refer to Wang Ru as a "snake venom" because the media used to make a gimmick in the report, using the graduation photos of Li Wei and Wang Ru. In the media reports, Li Wei’s family funded Wang Ru’s two-year college study. After Wang Ru’s father became ill, he also assumed the medical expenses of Wang’s father.

At the graduation ceremony, this kind and enthusiastic young man confessed to his girlfriend and received the blessings of the whole school. They are tied together and should be a happy couple. In the end, however, the young man got the same fierce end.

The vague graduation photo couldn't stop the beauty of the computer system. At that time, Wang Rubi was healthy and sunny. She showed a bright smile to the camera. Now many netizens smiled at this smile and said in unison: People, poison women, death penalty! 】

Many media will only report a part of the news, what kind of news can produce more benefits, and what they will report. Under their report, netizens will not see how emaciated Wang Ru is today, only to see how young she is and how beautiful she is.

Zhao Jia looked at the table, and after a long time, said: "I know that people are not killed by you."

Wang Ru’s body trembled and still did not look up.

The voice of Qian Jia is very calm: "The reason why this case has not been finalized until now is because the police also know that you are a weak woman. It is impossible to kill Li Wei in that way in such a short time. ""

The hair blocked the expression of Wang Ru, and she did not say anything.

Yi Jia turned to look at Ye Jingzhi, the two looked at each other and the mirror nodded.

Zhao Jia looked at Wang Ru across the glass and spoke out the purpose of his visit to the prison: "I have used some means to know the truth at the time, and I am sure that people are not killing you. But Wang Ru, now all The evidence is not good for you. The knife has your fingerprint, this is not important, you are the hostess at home, the fingerprint on the knife is normal. But at the time of the incident, your neighbors are paying attention to your quarrel. I saw only you and Li Wei at home, and they also heard that you were fighting. Whether Li Wei is hitting you or you are playing Li Wei, they will only testify - only you and Li Wei in the house, then Li Wei suddenly died. You have escaped from the blood."

After a pause, Zhao Jia solemnly said: "What I want to ask is... you know, who killed Li Wei?"

Wang Ru’s whole person was shocked. Her head was buried lower, and she refused to look at Zhao Jia’s eyes. The weak and thin shoulders kept shaking, and Yi Jia wanted to ask him again seriously, but when he looked at the scene, he couldn’t say anything.

The low sobs echoed in the quiet reception room. Wang Ru's body was as thin as a piece of cardboard, tears rolled down the chin, fell on the clothes, and smudged into a circle of tears.

Yi Jia does not know how to ask. In his guess, Wang Ru should know who killed Li Wei.

The old ghost died for three hundred years. What kind of ups and downs he has not experienced, what kind of life and death have not been seen, how could it be because of an ordinary domestic violence incident, suddenly shot and killed people?

Wang Ru should know the old ghost, and there is no simple relationship.

But now Wang Ru cried like this. He couldn’t ask for it at all, and he couldn’t know the true truth.

Just when Yi Jia was about to give up, and simply asked Master Ye to go to the old ghost, a female voice that was hoarse and ugly sounded low: "I know..."

Yi Jia’s look: “Do you know who killed Li Wei? Who is it?”

Wang Ru slowly raised his head, his eyes cried red, because he was too thin, his eyes were a little raised, and it looked a little scary and extremely miserable. She tried to dry her tears, tears still falling, and finally she lowered her head again, not looking at Zhao Jia, but the voice whispered: "I know, Grandpa ... killed Li Wei."

This answer is completely beyond the expectations of Qian Jia: "Grandpa?"

"Yes, he is a grandfather, a grandfather I have seen when I was very young."

The normal meeting time was only fifteen minutes, because Ye Jingzhi left the back door, this time there was no police. I was knocked at the door and asked Yi Jia to leave. He sat in a chair and listened to the old classmate who spoke of a very incredible story.

"When I was a child, when I was very young, I should have been a grandfather before I was five years old. He was very good to me." Wang Ru buried his face in his hair, and his voice did not undulate: "I am rural. People, grandparents died early, Dad was working outside, and my mother had to do farm work outside, so when I was young, my mother locked me at home and prevented me from going out. I remember that I met a grandfather one day. The door of the house was clearly locked up by my mother. The old grandfather actually stood at the big table of my house and stole the gimmicks that my family gave to the bodhisattvas."

Yan Jia vaguely heard the signs. He looked at Ye Jingzhi. Ye Jingzhi explained: "Yin and Yang eyes are rare. The mysterious school is currently only me. But some children with heavy yin, before the age of seven, Can see ghosts."

Wang Ru was silent for a moment, dumb and said: "Yes, I want to understand later, that grandfather is a ghost."

For the first time, Qian Jia heard that there are things that humans and ghosts get along with. This human being is a classmate who knows himself.

Wang Ru continued: "I didn't understand anything at the time, and I didn't feel afraid. I took my grandfather and refused to let him go. Let him play with me. I can't remember the childhood. I just remember that grandfather accompanied me. After playing for a year or two, every time my mother is not at home, he will come to play with me. I still don't allow me to tell his mother about his affairs. When I am older, I have never seen my grandfather again."

Jia Jiadao: "It should be your age, the yin and yang eyes are gone, so you can't see the ghosts."

Wang Ru: "I was too young at that time. Later, when I grew up, I always thought that it was the person I had imagined when I was a child. I didn't think about it again."

When she read the word "奚嘉", Wang Ru suddenly became dumb. After a long time, she continued to say: "Zhu Jia, I don't know how you know the grandfather's things, but half a month ago, I never really thought about it, there are really ghosts in the world."

Yi Jia affirmed: "There are really ghosts in the world."

Wang Ru smiled sadly: "It turns out that you and our world are never the same."

Yi Jia did not know what to say, he could only turn the subject back: "How did you know half a month ago, was that old grandfather killed Li Wei?"

"Li Wei died in front of me."

Yan Jia: "So?"

Wang Ru trembled and hugged himself tightly: "Zi Jia, he died in front of me. I watched the knife cut through his face, his head split in half. He went to that time. Still not dead, his eyes are still moving! He stared at me, I didn't take the knife at all, but the knife floated in the air, squinting his face like he used to scratch my face The same, all his face is cut off, it’s all blood...奚嘉, it’s all blood!!!”

The photo that was circulated on the Internet has been seen by Yi Jia, and it is indeed **** and fuzzy. Not to mention Wang Ru, a woman who has never seen a **** scene. When she saw the photo, she almost spit it out.

If Wang Ru is watching the eyes of Li Wei being killed like this, I am afraid it will really collapse.

"I don't know what to do, I hold him, I want to put his face back, but he is dead, he is really dead... I am so scared, I want to run away. I have been hiding in my uncle's house for a while." Later, he was arrested by the police. The policeman of the Uncle newspaper said that he did not dare to hide a murderer."

Yan Jia: "I know, you are not a murderer."

Wang Ru suddenly looked up, his face was full of tears: "Do you believe me?"

Yi Jia Dagger: "Yes, I believe in you."

Tears are like a broken bank, wet this once beautiful face. Wang Ru stared tightly at Zhao Jia, and even blinked his eyes, as if to print him in the depths of memory, to remember this face forever. The next moment, she suddenly got up and walked to the door, and even said a farewell to Yi Jia.

Everything changed too fast, and Yi Jia did not react. Wang Ru had already turned and left. He hurriedly said: "Wang Ru, you can rest assured, I will try to keep you innocent."

Wang Ru walked to the door and stopped, she did not turn: "...thank you."

Her back was thin and dry, and the criminals were dressed in empty clothes, like a big robe, and could not see the body.

After all, it is a classmate who knows. When she sees her, she also has some heartfelt feelings: "You take care of yourself."

Wang Ru was going to reach out and open the door. After listening to this sentence, she slowly turned around, her face still flowing tears, but the corners of her mouth slowly pulled apart. She showed a smile and ignored the scar on her forehead. This smile is still beautiful and gentle. She whispered: "Zi Jia, I think of one thing, never told you, don't say it now, maybe there will be no chance in the future."

Yi Jiayi: "What?"

The leaf master on the side looked at Zhao Jia and looked at Wang Ru.

Wang Ru smiled and said: "When you were a sophomore, you have seen me in a drama performance. Do you remember?"

Yan Jia: "...when Chen Tao pulled me to see it?"

Wang Ru smiled confidently: "I look good?"

Qian Jia was dumb.

Tears slid down the corner of Wang Ru's mouth, she was still crying, but her mouth was hard to rise.

Zhao Jia looked at her and said seriously: "Good-looking."

Wang Ru took a deep breath and slowly spit it out. She smiled like a flower and was more prosperous than that. "The drama was that I sent the ticket to Chen Tao and asked him to take you to see it. Jia Jia, thank you, Wang Ru Already dead, please remember the "Orphan of Zhao" three years ago, she is the last Wang Ru, and since then, she has died."

When the voice fell, the skinny woman suddenly opened the door and decided to step forward.

Yi Jia stayed in the same place.

The dull to the horrible mirror seems to suddenly understand something: "..."

After leaving the police station, Zhai Jia sent a WeChat to Chen Tao, and soon received a reply: [Hey, how do you know Jia Ge? At that time, the drama was indeed Wang Ru let me take you to see. Their ticket to the drama club is hard to find, just like Wang Ru gave me a ticket, just take you to a drama, I will bring it. Don't be angry, I know that Wang Ru likes you, but she is not with Li Wei in her junior year, she is not entangled with you? 】

Zhai Jia sent six points in the past.

For Wang Ru, Yan Jia really can't mention a little bit like it. He really didn't like Wang Ru. When he saw the other party, he felt that the other party was very pitiful. It was obvious that Li Wei was not a good husband after marriage. His family beat people and Wang Ru was very bad. However, his feelings for Wang Ru were limited to sympathy. At most, at the end, when Wang Ru suddenly and decisively left, he felt a bit of admiration.

This department flower is not so fragile, at least she has not really died, she still has the opportunity to be born again.

After thinking about all this, Zhao Jia shook his head and left behind what happened in the police station. He turned his head and looked at Ye Jingzhi. He said: "Master Ye, the situation we know is almost the same. You can see if you can find the old ghost..."

The sound suddenly stopped.

Under the bright streetlight, Master Ye suddenly bowed his head and looked at Zhao Jia quietly. Master Ming Ming seems to be no different from the past, but Yi Jia always feels like it is strange. I always feel the eyes of Master Ye... a little bit of resentment? A little wronged?

Yi Jia quickly forgot this unrealistic idea, and he said: "Can we find the old ghost?"

Ye Jingzhi nodded in the place of Qubba, and his voice was low: "Well, I can find it. There is even a mountain contract. It takes a little effort to find him, but it is not difficult."

Yan Jia: "..." Hesitated for a moment, he couldn't help but say: "...Master Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Master Ye, who was extremely wronged, listened to this. He especially wanted to ask his wife directly. What is your relationship with Wang Ru, why... Why does she seem to be wrong with you! But looking at the sincere eyes of Zhao Jia, he opened his mouth and could only close. After a long time, I came up with a sentence: "No...nothing..."

Yan Jia: "..." This is clearly saying that I am very much!

Yi Jia rarely sees Ye Master so eccentric, they are going to do important things right away, can't continue without this twist. This case involved his old classmates, he will not stand by; this case has a relationship with Master Ye, because he almost signed a contract with the old ghost.

After a long meditation, Yu Jia seriously stared at Ye Jingzhi and said: "Master Ye, what happened to you, you must tell me. Although we get along soon, I always think that we are friends, what is it, You shouldn’t be facing each other, you should face it together, isn’t it?”

Ye Jingzhi stunned: "Friends?"

Yi Jia Dagger: "Don't we be friends?"

Under the mirror, she said consciously: "We are not fixed..."

"I always think that Master Ye is very good, you can know you, I am really lucky. You will not be a stranger when I am still? Although I have been listening to Dai Yu, you are the moral model of the metaphysical world, even if it is The stranger’s affairs will also help to solve it. But we have known for so long, we should not be strangers for a long time. Is it because something happened just now? Is it related to Wang Ru?”

Master Ye suddenly blushes and quickly explains: "It doesn't matter to her, it doesn't matter to her."

Yan Jia: "..." seems to be really related to Wang Ru.

After thinking about it, Qian Jia asked an almost impossible answer: "...Master Ye, you should not find it, Wang Ru likes me?"

Ye Jingzhi: "..."

Sighed, Yan Jia said frankly: "Yes, she likes me. I received her love letter in my freshman year, but I refused at the time. Don't misunderstand, Master Ye, I have absolutely no special relationship with her. She got married after graduation, and I didn't even attend their wedding."

The eye of the mirror is big: "Why don't you attend their wedding?"

Jia Jiadao: "Their wedding is scheduled for July and a half. At that time, my Taishan stone could not completely cover the yin, and it was the day of July and a half. The ghost door opened and the yin was so strong that I dared not touch people."

Ye Jingzhi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: it was not because he did not want to see the woman getting married, but refused to attend the wedding...

Where can I think of Yi Jia, Master Ye can think of so many messy things, he hammered the sound: "I have no special relationship with Wang Ru really. This time I just sympathize with her, everyone is a classmate, I want to help. Master Ye, You can rest assured." Rest assured, Wang Ru is married, he is absolutely not a junior, absolutely not a small three.

Ye Jingzhi completely relieved his breath and looked at the appearance of Yi Jia’s repeated assurances. He felt aggrieved in his heart and felt sweet. The grievance is because the woman just looked good and looked like his wife. If the wife is really tempted, what can I do? As for sweet...

My wife is so serious about clearing the relationship, so care about me, it’s good!

Master Ye, who is immersed in his own brain, is also very happy today.

In fact, I can't blame the Master Ye for being too worried. I think all day long. He always thinks that Yi Jia may dislike himself. If he does not do well, Yi Jia will not want him.

Ye Jingzhi always knew that his reputation in the metaphysical world was not good.

Ye Hao Wang, this nickname seems to be a kind of respect for worship, but in admiration, more is fear of timidity. Those who are of same age are afraid of him, and Saitama also said that he is a king, why should others care for him.

In the younger generation of the metaphysical world, his friends are few and far between, and most people simply ignore him and fear him. Therefore, it is only natural that Yi Jia dislikes himself. In the past 19 years, Yi Jia has not come to him, he can understand, after all, it is really difficult to accept with such a bad reputation.

And he doesn't look very good.

It looks bad, has a bad reputation, and has a bad personality. It doesn't say good things.

Qian Jia is so beautiful, so gentle, temper is so good, but also very smart. In this contrast, he himself has nothing at all. It is hard to say that the only advantage is that it will catch ghosts.

When I mentioned this, Master Ye was more wronged and more uncomfortable.

In the past, he always felt that his wife’s yin was so heavy that it was easy to provoke ghosts. He could protect his wife. This is his only advantage. He will never let any ghosts approach the wife. It is desperate to protect the wife. Then today, he saw his wife, who was tearing the devil in a living.

The daughter-in-law does not want him to protect, then what else can he do? !

Master Ye had a strong sense of crisis, and he was afraid that he would abandon him and not want him.

Yi Jia, who knows the truth a long time later: "..." Is Master Ye’s head really sick?

After thinking about this, Ye Jingzhi began to work hard.

Yi Jia has learned from the little ghosts what the onlookers have seen and heard, and learned from Wang Rukou about her relationship with the old ghost. The truth of this incident is clear: Wang Ru knew the old ghost when he was a child, and he had a good relationship with the old ghost. In these years she forgot the existence of the old ghost, it is obvious that the old ghost did not forget her. So when I saw Li Wei playing against Wang Ruda and even taking a knife to cut Wang Ru, the old ghost took the knife and killed and killed Li Wei.

The next thing to do is to find the old ghost.

Ye Jingzhi took Yan Jia to the ruined temple where the old ghost had been.

In the countryside of Sioux City, this broken house can be seen everywhere. This ruined temple stands on a small hill in the river, surrounded by a river, and covers an area of more than 60 square meters. If you really want to demolish the temple and use it to plant the land, there is really no need, because the land that can be cultivated is too small, and it is not cost-effective to demolish the temple.

When Zhao Jia entered the temple, he saw the male ghost who had been torn by himself. A female ghost is helping the male ghost to push her head back. She suddenly saw Zhao Jia, and the female ghost was scared to run away. The male ghost’s head fell to the ground again.

The man was screaming and yelling. After seeing Zhao Jia and Ye Jing, he quickly picked up his head and asked with respect and nervousness: "Adult, two adults, have you found the old ghost? He is okay now. Do you want to save the old ghost!"

There were three or four wild ghosts in this ruined temple. When Yi Jia entered the door, they were scared to hide behind the house. At this moment, after listening to the words of the male ghosts, they floated out one by one, and they learned the male ghosts and squatted on the ground, eagerly bowing to Qi Jia and Ye Jingzhi.

I don't know where the old ghost came from such a high reputation. I actually let so many wild ghosts willingly pray for him.

Ye Jingzhi said: "You will leave here first, then I will use the Lianshan deed to find the whereabouts of the old ghost. To avoid affecting you, you should run at least one kilometer away, don't come back until dawn. After the old ghost, I will ask Ling Xiao to convict, and everything will be decided by Ling Xiao."

A few ghosts heard this and excitedly burst into tears. This is the best ending for the old ghost.

Ling Xiao convicted, no grievances.

These ghosts gave Ye Jingzhi three heads, and they drifted away.

Ye Jingzhi turned his hand and took out the deed of the Lianshan. He stared blankly and stared at the blood palm print in the lower left corner of the contract. With the **** close together, Master Ye pointed to the **** palm print. The next moment, the golden light, the brilliant golden light flowing out from the fingertips of Ye Jing, slowly along the pattern of the palm print, dyed this palm print into golden yellow.

When the golden yellow completely covered the original blood color, Ye Jingzhi suddenly took a palm on the golden palm print, and then lifted the palm.

Zhao Jia saw that a golden light stuck between the palm of the mirror and the palm of the contract. Ye Jingzhi seems to be pulling something out of this paper. His eyes are condensed, staring at this thin contract and reading the spell.

"The summer begins to recover, and the beginning is the beginning; the mountains are continuous, so the Qilian Mountain."

"This is the easy way to connect the mountains!"

On the contract, the impressions of the golden index finger and the **** were suddenly pulled out. On the paper, only the other three fingers are still firmly fixed in the paper.

"Ling is on the top, to determine the law; Huang Quan on the other side, the more the singer."

"Hundreds of ghosts don't get better, start!"

Ye Jingzhi suddenly slammed back, and he suddenly pulled the palm back. The other three fingers on the paper were suddenly pulled by him and completely floated out of the paper. Only the palm was still caught by the contract. It seems that no Willing to let go.

On the left foot of Ye Jing, a bronze scorpion floated out of his pocket and slammed into the golden light of the palm and paper connection.

boom!

The golden light suddenly shattered, and the golden palm print was completely removed from the contract by Ye Jing, and it was restored to the original blood color. At this point, this blood color palm print floats on the left palm of Ye Jing. Lianshan’s deeds completely lost their light. The above four lines disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a “leaf” word and a “丿” word that Ye Jingzhi did not sign.

Ye Jingzhi reached out to pull the 奚 Jia, and subconsciously pulled the person behind him. He just moved, and suddenly he remembered the scene where Jia Ge’s hand was tearing the devil. Master Ye’s movements were only in the midst of the shackles, and he turned his back to himself behind him and took care of him.

There was no such thing as Li Xiaofei flew to the front of Zhao Jia, and ADHD flew in front of him, then licked his cheek and flew into the pocket of Zhao Jia.

Ye Jingzhi did not care about it. He gazed at the **** palm print that floated in the air. The low voice echoed in the temple. After reading the last sentence, he raised his eyes sharply and looked at the gate of the temple. The palm of his hand caught in the air, as if he had grasped something and pulled back.

"The soul is coming back..."

Ye Jingzhi made the action of grabbing things, and the blood palm print floating in the air turned out to be consistent with his movements. The five fingers were close together, grabbing a thing and moving backwards.

"The soul is coming back!"

In an instant, the wind is raging.

This ruined temple is located in an open field. In the middle of the night, suddenly this wind blows, and the wheat ears in the field are blown down in the direction of the temple. In the temple, it was blown up by this gust of wind. Ye Jingzhi stood aside and stood in front of Qian Jia. That is the case, Yi Jia also had to stretch out the clothes of Ye Jingzhi, lest he Was blown away.

Feeling that his clothes were pulled, Master Ye was still scratching his lips and curling his lips.

The wind swelled more and more, and later Jia Jia had to reach out and keep the waist of Ye Jingzhi from behind. The mirror of the leaf is stiff and quickly returns to normal, but the curvature of the lips is getting bigger and bigger.

A minute later, when the gust of wind had blown over the temple, the mirror of the mirror was cold, and the hand holding the thing clenched into a fist and punched the ground.

The next moment, Zhao Jia saw a ghost caught in the ruined temple by the wind, just squatting at the position where Ye Jingzhi had just smashed.

At the moment when the old ghost appeared, the wind was half as embarrassing as it appeared, and the blink of an eye disappeared.

Yi Jia loosened the hand holding Ye Jingzhi. Master Ye stunned and grievances for a while, and began to bury himself in business.

The mirror that Ye Jingzhi just used is very strange. Although he does not understand it, he wants to know that if he is swept by such a powerful wind, he will be dizzy. So this old ghost is lying on the ground, looks ugly, the whole ghost is still in a state of arrogance, and does not know what happened.

When the old ghost is a little more awake, he looks up and suddenly jumps up and goes back a few steps: "It's you!"

The cold voice of Ye Jing: "I have said that if you hurt a person, you must be scattered."

The old ghost slowly opened his mouth. After a long time, he let go of the guard of the whole body and lowered his head. "Whether, the old ghost did kill people. You will kill the old ghost. It can be in the hands of your king. The soul is flying, it is also the ability of the old ghost."

Yi Jia said: "Do you know who he is?"

The old ghost said of course: "Who doesn't know, the name of Ye Hao Wang Ye Jingzhi? Before the signing of the Lianshan deed, the old ghost did not know that this young boy was Ye Haowang. He said his name before he left. It is said that he is the old ghost of the mirror, and my soul is flying away. Is it that the old ghost is stupid to this point, and it is still unclear that this is the legendary Ye Haowang?"

Yi Jia did not expect that Ye Jingzhi’s reputation is so great that even in the metaphysical world, he is famous, and he is also very famous in the ghost world.

Ye Jingzhi listened to the old ghost, and his face was black. He turned his hand from the pocket of Zhao Jia to call out the innocent Qing Li. The cold voice: "Hugh!"

When the voice fell, he would shoot out the innocent Qing Li, and no one was suspended in the head of the old ghost. He blocked the old ghost with a layer of golden light and prevented him from running away. After doing all this, Master Ye turned around and said to Zhao Jia solemnly: "Don't listen to him nonsense, I... my reputation is not so bad, many ghosts don't know who I am."

Yan Jia: "..." Hey? What's happening here? Why explain this to him?

Ye Jingzhi saw Yan Jia looked at himself with a blank face, and his face was even more ugly. He can't help his wife, but can't help other ghosts? Ye Jingzhi suddenly turned his head and looked at the old ghost who was trapped by the incomparable Qing Li. He stepped up to the old ghost and said: "Ghosts and murders, most of them only have a soul flying away."

The old ghost is not afraid: "That will kill the old ghost. The old ghost has died for more than three hundred years and has already lived enough!"

"it is good."

Ye Jingzhi raised his hand and recalled the incomparable Qing Li. It seems that he was really ready to kill the old ghost. Yi Jia quickly stepped forward and stopped: "Wait, we are not saying that we must ask the matter first, then give This old ghost has a chance, and Ling Xiao decides his stay?"

Master Ye, who was in a hurry and rushed to the heart, quickly stopped, and the cliff was Lema: "...right."

Zhao Jia went to the old ghost and looked at him carefully.

This old ghost is really not like a ghost. There is no shortage of arms and legs, and no blood. It is like an ordinary grandfather. It is no wonder that Wang Ru will treat him as an adult and play with him.

Zhai Jia thought for a moment and said, "I know Wang Ru."

The old ghost was shocked.

Yi Jia continued: "Wang Ru is my classmate. I went to see her today. She told me everything. This old ghost, although I know that you want to save Wang Ru. Listen to Wang Ru. At that time, Li Wei and her were very noisy. They took a knife and wanted to cut her. You couldn’t help but kill him. But you thought about it, you killed someone, you are already dead, you need to pay for it. Not you, but Wang Ru?"

The old ghost turned his head and looked at Zhao Jia.

Yi Jia long sighed: "In any case, this time you are reckless. You not only harm yourself, but also harmed Wang Ru."

"The old ghost doesn't think." The hoarse voice rang softly.

Zhao Jia looked at the old ghost in surprise, only to listen to him saying: "Young people, do you know what day she used to live? Do you know how the man hit her? You know that she only eats a bowl every day. After the meal, when I go out to buy food, will I take the belt with him?!"

Zhao Jia’s eyes widened and he couldn’t speak.

The old ghost laughed and laughed, and he smiled openly. There was no smile in his eyes. Some were just miserable and sad.

"Why did you know how to cherish such a good wife? When she just married, she would dress up and make up makeup. Do you know what the man said about her? He said she was a beekeeper, he said she Dressing like this is to seduce people. If you have seen her, you should see a scar on her face?"

Yi Jia stiffly nodded.

The old ghost smiled miserly: "Six months ago, the knife was going to fall on her eyes. Why? Because when they went to the so-called classmates, someone talked about the man she once liked. How good is the girl? When I got home, I closed the door. When he pulled the belt, he pulled it on her body and said that she was a broken shoe. She said that she was not in love with the man named 'Xiga'!"

Yan Jia: "..."

Of course, the old ghost does not know that the young man in front of him is the Lord. He smiled at the end, tears and tears, sighed with tears, sighed: "How many girls are born to be the pearl of the parents, the old ghost looked at her to work at home when she was ten years old, never dare to buy a new clothes. Originally When the knife went down, if the old ghost couldn’t help but stop it, the knife would lick her eyes, not just a deep visible bone injury on the forehead."

"As long as the wine wakes up, the man will apologize to her, pleading guilty, and guaranteeing that he will never commit again. But he has to drink alcohol every day. Once he drinks alcohol, he is snoring. Half a month ago, the old ghost saw that he really wanted a knife. How can the old ghost hold back when she licks her head? How can it!"

Yi Jia has nothing to say.

The old ghost wandered around the world for three hundred years, and he couldn't resist it, showing how dangerous it was at the time.

"You know, this is the case. After the old ghost killed the man, she still held the man's body and wept and wanted to save him. She wanted to save people, not because she was her husband." It’s because she can’t bear to see a man’s life in front of herself. That good girl is so ruined for a lifetime, is it worth it? She is not qualified to choose, her parents’ family wants her to repay her and not let her choose. Just choose for her!"

"Kill him, live again!"

Zhai Jia’s heart is uncomfortable, but he has to tell the old ghost: “Wang Ru’s business, we will try to help her to clean up the crime. But the old ghost, how is your ending, please ask Ling Xiao to settle.”

The old ghost smirked: "When the man's head was smashed, the old ghost knows that the ending is only a soul flying. If you just kill the person, you don't have to be so fierce, maybe the old ghost can live. But... how to bear Go on!"

Yes, how to endure?

You look at the girl who grew up, and it is desperate to be ruined by one person. Once bright spring flowers, now life is not as good as death. Just killing this person is not enough!

Yan Jia looked at Ye Jingzhi and said: "Master Ye, I am in trouble."

Ye Jingzhi's slight decapitation, watching this old ghost, began to draw in the air, please Ling Xiao convicted. But just as he had just drawn the first record, a purple butterfly quickly rushed into the temple and broke his runes.

The mirror of the eyebrows was slightly stunned, and the look turned indifferently to the temple door. Zhao Jia looked at the purple butterfly in amazement. The flamboyant purple butterfly fluttered its wings and slowly flew to the temple door.

A soft laughter sounded from a distance, accompanied by the crisp sound of the bell and a strong floral fragrance, the purple butterfly gently stopped.

Yi Jia looked at the door, saw a tall shadow slowly leaning against the threshold, leaning his head on the door frame, and tweeting: "Yu Shou, Ye Hao Wang actually grab my points, this goes out, who believes in the metaphysics You eat meat, we drink soup, Ye Hao Wang, can you give a small soup?"

The dark clouds gradually drifted away, and the bright moonlight poured down, illuminating the man leaning against the door frame.

Seeing the other person’s face, Yan Jia’s eyes widened. After watching it for a long time, he turned to look at Ye Jingzhi and couldn't help but ask: "Master Ye, male and female...?"

The whisper of Ye Jing: "It seems to be a man."

Hu Die, who is standing in the concave shape at the door: "...going to your mother seems to be a man! Laozi is a man, especially a man with a!!!"

The author has something to say: Mirror: I don't look good, my character is not good, I can't talk, my reputation is bad, I am wronged, T^T

C+:...... My family is attacking here. It seems to be a little cat disease.

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Update the combat failure QAQ ahead of schedule today

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