Yin Shen spoke in a deep tone and pointed to the mountain road at everyone's feet, "A piece of very bad news is that the female ghost who leads a group of evil spirits here has an identity no less than that of a mountain god. She may also be the goddess of the river at the same time. My identity is weird from beginning to end, and what's more, the female ghost cast a spell on you from the very beginning, and I'm walking on the 'underworld road' she laid secretly. I am the body of a ghost, and I can enter and exit freely. But if I try to force you out of this path, your body and soul may be severely damaged."

Lin Shouyi said calmly: "Senior Yinshen, since you can't win a fight with her and we can't leave, what should we do?"

Yin Shen said in a deep voice: "Wait until she shows up. Don't worry, I will never let you get hurt."

He felt a little guilty and regretted that he had gone against the current in his awe-inspiring aura. Although it would be of great benefit to his cultivation afterwards, and it could even be said that the benefits were immeasurable, the problem was that at the moment, his Taoism had been reduced to nothing more than After 70% to 80%, she fell into the scheme of the female ghost again. It is very likely that her initial target was Chen Ping'an and his party, not the three masters and disciples of the blind old Taoist.

Those white paper lanterns that stretched for several miles along the mountain road were simply a deception to lure him to find out.

Yin Shen's mood is complicated, that blind Taoist has low cultivation level, and that nonsense mouth is really poisonous.

Yin Shen said: "You all stand behind me."

Soon this Yin God stood at the front of the path.

Chen Ping'an and Lin Shou stood back, one on the left and one on the right.

Chen Ping'an had replaced the hatchet with the auspicious talisman. Lin Shou's hands were hanging down, with a talisman on each sleeve.

Li Baoping and Li Huai stood further back.

The white donkey at the end was a little restless and stepped heavily on the ground, splashing mud.

A wedding ghost holding an oil-paper umbrella walked slowly from a distance, holding a blind old Taoist's leg in her hand. She finally stopped a few feet away from Chen Pingan and the others. On the mountain road, a light

The lanterns, even those behind Chen Ping'an, were no exception, and the blushes illuminated everyone's faces.

The female ghost casually threw the ignorant old Taoist between the two parties. With an unsurprising "surprise" expression on her face, she stretched out her finger, nodded, and said: "There are so many distinguished guests, one, two, three, there are three scholars here.

, which one is a Confucian gentleman? My husband once determined that he must become a virtuous gentleman in this life so as to bring peace to the common people of the country. I didn’t expect that at such a young age, my husband’s long-cherished wish would be achieved so early.

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Chen Ping'an wanted to take a step forward, but Yin Shen shook his head and whispered: "There's no rush."

The female ghost tilted her head, looked left and right, and looked at the three little guys with small book boxes on their backs. "Mr. Lang once said that only scholars with good conduct can be called reading seeds, so whenever I miss

My husband who has not returned from a long journey will invite some scholars who are passing by to come to my home and give them young and beautiful maids, unique ancient books, and thousand-year-old guqin. I like to listen to them say those touching words of vowing to each other, which is the only gift in the world.

Only a scholar with a full stomach of poems and books can speak those love words so tenderly."

The wedding ghost finally focused her eyes on Yin Shen, and said with a smile: "This senior Yin Shen is really unlucky. If it were a few years later, I would definitely not dare to show up in person this time."

She talked to herself, lowered her head slightly, covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, her eyes wandering, "It's really not good for a woman to show her face."

But even under the light, that pale and colorless face was too creepy.

Li Huai just stuck his head out and took a look, and his legs shook with fear.

She smiled and asked: "I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and I can't help myself. Do you mind?"

She remembered something and gently put away the oil-paper umbrella.

Almost at the same time, the heavy rain suddenly stopped, and there was not a drop of rain in the sky.

Lin Shou smiled and asked: "May I ask this lady, what happened to the scholars who were invited to the house as guests?"

She continued to walk forward, her smile gone, "They, in the end I cut off these scholars who broke their oaths one by one. After helping to stop the bleeding, I planted them in my garden."

"Because I want to know whether the seeds of reading in Lang Jun's mouth will bloom in the soil, and whether they will bear fruit one day."

"But I'm very disappointed. They just turned into withered bones. But maybe those scholars can't be called reading seeds, so your appearance makes me very happy."

Lin Shouyi's face turned pale.

Li Baoping was so angry that his whole body trembled.

Li Huai simply covered his ears with his hands, "I won't listen, I won't listen..."

"I used to like scholars the most, but I hate heartless people the most!"

The wedding ghost slowly raised her head, and blood and tears flowed from her eyes.

The greatest infatuation in the world has never been let down.

The white paper lanterns hanging on both sides of the mountain road all had streams of blood falling from the top, eventually drowning the candlelight.

"In the end, I realized that there is no scholar in the world who is not a heartless person."

The female ghost's face was covered in blood, and she casually threw away the oil-paper umbrella that she had used as a token of love with her husband in the past. She covered her face with her hands, and a suppressed sob leaked out from between her fingers.
Chapter completed!