Strange Tales of the Ghosts

When Han Qingmu opened the study door, he was surprised. There was no one in the study. He thought that the servant was confused and forgot to turn off the light. When he was about to turn off the light, he turned around and saw a pair of green fireflies. Yingying's eyes were looking at him. They were not human eyes, but... a wolf, a black and gray wild wolf, standing on all fours behind Han Qingmu, wagging its big tail, with saliva dripping from its mouth. Sen Bai's teeth were exposed. "...Wolf!" Han Qingmu didn't understand why the wolf could enter the Han Mansion, and his whole body was trembling. Just when he was about to shout loudly, the wolf pounced on him and threw Han Qingmu to the ground. Han Qingmu was stunned by fright. However, when he woke up again, he was no longer in Han Mansion. He didn't know where he was in the wilderness. Only the wolf was still guarding him. This happened so suddenly that no one had time to think clearly. After the heartbreaking pain hit, Han Qingmu's throat had been torn and he was breathless. If a person dies, he will not discover any secrets. What is scary is that he will see the truth that he does not want to admit. When Han Qingmu's soul left the body and was about to be taken away by the ghost, he saw that The wolf that killed him slowly began to change. The wolf's body began to get bigger and longer, and its limbs gradually turned into human hands and feet. It wasn't until the human face took shape that Han Qingmu realized that he had recruited a wolf son-in-law. At home, it was too late to regret.

As for why Han Qingmu was able to escape the capture of the ghosts, I am afraid it must be thanks to the notorious thief Xuezhongfei, who was wanted all over the country. In an accident, Xuezhongfei used his stolen famous soul-collecting weapon, the Golden Bowl, to kill Han Qingmu's ghost halfway. Robbed. If Han Qingmu hadn't been so bitter and trapped in the Golden Bowl, even Xuezhongfei wouldn't have discovered that the name of the Golden Bowl was true. After Xuezhongfei heard Han Qingmu's experience, he sympathized with Han Qingmu and gave him to him. Let go.

Hearing Xuezhongfei's name, Han Ruomei whispered: "Isn't he a gangster who is feared by everyone? How could he let dad go?"

"Hey, in this world, there are wolves in power. What people say is wrong may not be bad, but what people say is holy may not be good. It's like You Sheng. My father, like you, also looked away." Han Qingmu sighed.

Han Qingmu's remark reminded Han Ruomei of what happened that day. It was indeed too much of a coincidence. Even the maid could see that she should pretend to be confused. Although she was heartbroken, she was still full of hope and asked in a low voice: "Dad, If You Sheng is really a jackal, what should we do?"

"Kill the jackal right away!"

"..." Han Ruomei said nothing, thinking of the newly born child...

Han Qingmu glanced at Han Ruomei. After all, they were father and daughter. If he were not worried about his daughter being harmed, Han Qingmu would not want to be a lonely ghost. He reminded: "It's just that You Sheng is not easy to deal with. My daughter should be careful."

"If dad says this, how can I have any good ideas?"

"This..." Han Qingmu hesitated for a moment and looked at Han Ruomei with sudden realization. "Go to Nanshan Temple and find Master Kuhai!"

"Master Kuhai?"

"Well, that Xue Zhongfei can be regarded as a strange man. After he knew that the Big Golden Bowl had other wonderful uses, he gave it to Master Kuhai of Nanshan Temple. It is said that the master was a master of Taoism. Go find him, maybe he has something Way to deal with it."

"But Nanshan Temple..." Before Han Ruomei could finish asking, a green light flashed and Han Qingmu disappeared. When she woke up, You Sheng was sitting beside the bed, holding a sweat towel in his hand, talking to Han Qingmu. Ruomei wiped her sweat.

"Madam, why did you dream that you were so alarmed?"

"..." Han Ruomei shook her head and looked at Yousheng with strange eyes.

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