People are flowing endlessly, but I am bound to the love system

By the river, under the willow trees.

The diminutive man leans against the tall woman.

The man said softly: "My dear, I didn't find your beauty before, don't mind, I will treat you well in the future."

The woman smiled coquettishly and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "You know, you're so nasty."

Qin Fufeng saw with his own eyes that the man's body dangled in place a few times.

She covered her eyes and turned away.

"So spicy. "

[Love system: But you don't have chili pepper in your eyes?]

Qin Fufeng took a deep breath and condemned his behavior.

Ghosts also have freedom to fall in love, and they cannot be discriminated against.

She turned around, calmly walked to the river, and coughed lightly.

Zhao Xiaoshu and Zhao Xiaoya looked back and immediately stood up excitedly.

Zhao Xiaoya was shy: "Thank you matchmaker, we and Xiaoshu can be together, thanks to you."

Zhao Xiaoshu also smiled gratefully.

In a trance, Qin Fufeng thought that he saw two normal humans, not ... Ghosts.

She gladly accepted the identity of a matchmaker and quietly inquired about the tourist village.

"Oh, there weren't many tourists before, but one day Village Chief Zhao went to the ancestral hall to pray for the ancestors' blessing, and there were tourists?"

"Then after he prayed for the blessing of his ancestors, did something strange happen in

the village?" Zhao Xiaoya thought about it seriously, "The village chief's big girl drowned, and the people were gone."

Zhao Xiaoshu added: "But the big girl is small, but the water is good." Because it was a child, the funeral was not held, and the village people did not go to mourn.

Qin Fufeng thought to himself, it seems that she had better meet the big girl, and she has to deal with Village Chief Zhao a few times. Dealing with Village Chief Zhao is the easiest to break the rules.

When Qin Fufeng asked about the situation of other families, the two ghosts refused to say anything.

"Since you are a matchmaker," Qin Fufeng smiled gently, "I should always come to the door and talk to your parents about your marriage, right?

"Okay, okay.

Zhao Xiaoshu looked at her expectantly, "Then go to my house first? I hope my parents can give some dowry, I don't want to treat Xiaoya badly." "

Live room.

'What kind of commotion is this

?''' 'Being a matchmaker for a ghost

?' 'Coming to the door to say kiss?

''

Zhao Xiaoshu's family has a large population, both parents are there, and there are three sons below, all of whom are married and have many grandchildren.

When he arrived at the door, Zhao Xiaoshu did not dare to enter.

Qin Fufeng pretended not to notice his embarrassment and knocked on the door.

Soon an old lady came to open the door, and when she saw her, her eyes swept up and down with extremely critical eyes.

"New tourist?"

Qin Fufeng: "No, I'm a matchmaker, specifically to kiss your youngest son Xiaoshu and Zhao Xiaoya." "

Old lady:"..."

Her eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it, but soon she saw Zhao Xiaoshu probing her brain, and immediately cursed.

The content is unbearable, and he directly calls his youngest son a beast.

Soon, an old man walked out of the wide courtyard, followed by three sons and daughters-in-law.

Everyone stood at the door together, scolding Zhao Xiaoshu in unison.

Zhao Xiaoshu did not dare to fight back, so he stood not far from the door, looking at his family aggrievedly.

Something was wrong!

Qin Fufeng only felt goosebumps rise all over his body.

There is no reason why living people can teach the dead people such a lesson, even if they are not afraid of ghosts, at least they must be a little taboo, right?

This attitude, as if Zhao Xiaoshu is still alive, or rather, as if they still control Zhao Xiaoshu's fate.

Qin Fufeng quickly grasped the line in his mind.

She grabbed Zhao Xiaoshu, who was scolded as a quail, and smiled at Zhao Xiaoya.

"Someone bullied your man, angry or not?" The

role of the prop card is still there, of course, it is not ruled out that these two ghosts really look at each other.

Zhao Xiaoya's face was about to be deformed.

"Ang

!" "Then go over, scold back, fight back!" Zhao

Xiaoya walked over with her skirt, and as soon as she appeared, the family that had originally called scolding retreated together, seemingly afraid of her.

Within minutes, they closed the door.

Qin Fufeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

I am not afraid of the ghosts of my own dead people, but I am afraid of the ghosts of other people's homes.

There are quirks!