Chapter 70: The Ghost Wife

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I don't know how long it took, but Fang Qiqi gradually regained consciousness.

Because the previous experience was too terrifying, after he woke up, he immediately figured out his situation.

At this time, the cold had subsided a lot, and he felt that he could move, but he remembered the advice of the cow half-fairy and the female ghost, but he still didn't dare to move.

After lying in the coffin for a while, Fang Qiqi began to feel that it was not a way to go on like this.

It's already dark in the shed, and I can't tell the day when I stay in the coffin, and I don't know what time it is, but it's not the fifth watch?

Just as he was hesitating to go out, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Boy, it's okay, come out quickly!" โ€

Fang Qi was excited, and then he was overjoyed. This is actually the voice of Niu Banxian! He's fine!

Fang Qiqi was just about to get up, when suddenly, he heard the immature voice that had appeared before he fell unconscious and said hatefully: "It's him!" Lord, he killed us! I'm going to kill him! โ€

"Don't be stupid!" The old voice from before hurriedly said, "He knows the demon art of the Corpse Sect, how can we deal with it?" โ€

"Then let him continue to hurt people?"

"Don't be impulsive, look at him, now that he has become like this, it is clear that he has lost the snatched Yang Shou, and he has been beaten back to his original form. If you can't absorb enough longevity before dawn, you will be scattered and never be reborn! โ€

The old man was nervous, and Fang Qiqi was even more frightened.

The cow half-immortal who called himself outside was actually Peng Xi and pretended!

Thanks to this old and young reminded themselves, otherwise once they were cheated out, most of them would die immediately.

Hearing the 'Niu Banxian' shouting behind him again, Fang Qiqi just gritted his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound, let alone look back.

After a while, the voice of the 'cow half-fairy' stopped coming, but I heard the female ghost of the big grandmother outside: "Eh, silly boy, it's okay, it's dawn, come out quickly." โ€

"I'm fucking you!" Fang Qiqi scolded in his heart. This surnamed Peng is really more treacherous than a ghost, and if he can't make a plan, he even pretends to be a female ghost to coax himself.

"Master, he wants to harm this person, why doesn't he come in?" The immature voice asked curiously.

"Hehe, he wanted to come in, but he didn't dare!" The old man sneered, "This coffin is now between yin and yang, and it is where the ghost gate is. He is heinous, as long as he dares to approach the ghost gate, he will immediately be detected by the ghosts. When the time comes, he will be detained in the eighteenth layer of hell, but it will be worse than the soul being scattered. โ€

Fang Qi's heart was settled when he listened, and at this time, the person outside the coffin obviously lost his patience, and actually showed his true face, and hissed:

"You come out! I'll kill you! I want your life! โ€

"I'll give your grandma a leg!"

Fang Qixin said that I am not a fool, if there is no dialogue between the old and the young, maybe I will lose my opinion, and I can't help but go out and fight with the surname Peng. Now I know that as soon as dawn comes, the surname Peng will be gone, how can I take that risk.

There was a stalemate for a while, and suddenly a rooster crowed in the distance.

Immediately after, he heard Peng Xi outside and let out a terrible wail, and after a while, there was no movement.

"It's the fifth watch, let's go." The old man's voice rang in his ears at the end.

Fang Qiqi understood that this catastrophe had finally been over. After moving his numb hands and feet, he climbed out of the coffin, and saw Peng Xihe fall to the ground, turning into a blackened skeleton.

Thinking that his life was indirectly saved by the old and the young, Fang Qiqi bowed three times to the coffin, and then came to the front yard.

In the main house, Niu Banxian fell in a pool of blood, covered in wounds, but not dead.

Seeing Fang Qiqi, Niu Banxian grinned and said with difficulty:

"It seems that the gold is not enough to kill me. The estimation surnamed Peng also saw that I was left with an empty shell, no oil and water, and left me half dead and went to chase you behind. Boy, it's time here, let's go before dawn. โ€

Fang Qiqi nodded suddenly, but looked left and right.

At this moment, except for the rotting corpses that exploded earlier, only those paper figures remained in and outside the house.

The paper figures are almost the same, but they can't tell which one is the 'big grandmother' of the family.

Helpless, Fang Qiqi had no choice but to pick up Niu Banxian and wanted to leave. I accidentally smelled the residual smell of wine on Niu Banxian's body, and my heart suddenly moved.

He helped Niu Banxian aside and sniffed at those paper figures one by one, and finally smelled a faint smell of wine on one of the paper figures, as well as a special smell that he had once smelled on female ghosts.

Immediately, Fang Qiqi didn't dare to stay any longer, holding Niu Banxian with one hand and leaving the Peng family with the paper figure in the other.

After walking a distance, I turned back, but there was still any Peng family mansion, only a dilapidated courtyard standing between the barren ridges.

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Fang Qiqi finally finished telling his previous strange experience, although he was not very clever, I still listened a little intrigued.

"What happened to Niu Banxian later?" I couldn't help but ask.

Fang Qiqi sighed, picked up the teapot and took a sip, "Uncle Niu is indeed seriously ill, and if he tosses that night, he will die not long after he goes back." I didn't ask for all the gold and money, so I left it to Aunt Niu. โ€

"What about grandma?" Jing Hai raised her eyebrows and asked, "Don't tell me that she and the person surnamed Peng are gone." โ€

Fang Qiqi smiled, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Brother, do you believe that living people can live with ghosts?" โ€

"Living with ghosts?" My heart moved, "You and that female ghost ......"

Fang Qiqi nodded, "Xiaofeng is a good woman, the first time I saw her, I ...... Only...... Hey. โ€

"And where is she now?"

"Heh, let's go, I'm leaving." Fang Qiqi sighed with emotion, "The money I earn every day, in addition to supporting the old mother, I will take it out to do good deeds for Xiaofeng." She has been with me for fifteen years, and she finally got through it and went to ...... went to reincarnation. โ€

"Well, it's not your fate." Jinghai smacked his lips.

Fang Qiqi said that it was at that time that he saw the sedan chair. Later, when Niu Banxian was dying, he told him something about the sedan chair, and Xiaofeng (the female ghost of the big grandmother) also told him a little, but they didn't know anything about evil arts. It's the ghost of the old storyteller in the coffin, which explains more clearly.

Jing Hai's eyelids drooped, and he said vaguely: "So, this trip we finally didn't come in vain, and we knew about it by mistake." โ€

"This sedan chair you're looking for?" I asked.

Jinghai shook his head, "It's just a coincidence. I'm looking for that thing, and it has nothing to do with the sedan chair. However, since we have seen the sedan chair, we really can't ignore this matter. โ€

I wondered in my heart, this old monk has always been unprofitable, why did he suddenly become so enthusiastic?

Jing Hai looked at me, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and said slowly: "The yin sedan chair is by no means arbitrary, it can be found everywhere. The yin sedan chair that Fang Qiqi saw back then should have been refined with the lowest inferior method, and he couldn't go out at all. That's why the surname Peng will trick people into going home, and at the last moment, they will release the sedan chair.

The sedan chair we saw before was much more powerful than the one surnamed Peng. It's just that no matter how powerful it is, it has a limitation. The sedan chair appeared in this cemetery, and you think, how far away can the sedan chair itself and the person who controls the sedan chair be from here? โ€