At the night banquet, Mo Qing sat next to him without saying a word, leaning against the window, quietly looking at the two hairpins in his hand, the same hairpins.

Fei Yi was having fun and chatted with Liao Zijun with her arms around her. From time to time, she would be frivolous. Zhang Yan was only enthusiastic about his sister and had a stern face to everyone.

Zhang Xue put down her chopsticks, looked at Mo Qing standing there, ran over, held his cold hand, and whispered: "Mr. Husband, you still have me."

Mo Qing looked at Zhang Xue with a doting look, picked her up and sat on the windowsill, her slender fingers passed through her show, and soon she used two hairpins to comb out a makeup head.

Zhang Yan looked at Mo Qing and Zhang Xue silently, sometimes thinking that this was not bad, but more unwilling to give up!

Liao Zijun got drunk and was helped to rest by her followers.

Fei Yi, who had no opponent, pulled Mo Ruo and drank the wine again, and said, "Come on, come on, there is wine today and we are drunk now! Let's drink it!" He poured Mo Ruo a big bowl of water wine.

Zhang Yan snatched the bowl of water and said in a silence: "I'll drink with you!" After the words, he drank the whole bowl.

Fei Yi's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Oh! That's not bad! This is a real man! Come on, keep drinking!" As he said that, he put it on his fill.

Mo Ruo got up and walked to the window, looked at Zhang Xue, and said, "This skill in dressing is no worse than that of a woman."

Zhang Xue shouted sweetly: "My sister, isn't it beautiful?" Because there is no mirror, I can't see what it looks like now.

Mo Ruo nodded, took out an exquisite small mirror from his arms and handed it to her, and smiled and said, "Xue'er is the most beautiful."

Mo Qing remained silent and looked up at the moon covered by dark clouds.

Having said that, Yiling County.

In the east courtyard, Liu Ruomeng climbed out with great difficulty, climbed out of a abandoned well, looked at the bright moon in the starry sky, and secretly swearing that she must kill this kid!

Qinggui, who noticed the movement, secretly looked at the person crawling out of the abandoned well, watched her slowly crawl into the guest room, and then invisible into the night.

In the west courtyard, Li Liang's folding fan was slightly swaying. Several people at the table were drinking and talking, discussing how to get the gold, silver and treasures of Wanger Village.

As the moonlight was hazy, they drank and went home.

Li Liang walked to the cellar, dark and damp and cold, and the miserable ghost roar sounded particularly wonderful.

It is narrow and dark, with some rusty and transformed torture instruments. This was once a dungeon, and a beetle-scattered man was locked here by a yellow talisman.

The corroded body was eaten by mice, and maggots were rolling in the flesh and blood. This was a corpse. The ghost in the corpse was trapped by the yellow talisman and could not come out. He was injured by the yellow talisman all day long, but he did not die.

Li Liang said: "It's not enough, you have to hate it even more! He took away your life and your children. He is now happy with other female ghosts, so cool! But what about you? I ended up with such a miserable end, I feel sorry for you."

Putting away the folding fan, reaching out to hold up the face, and you can vaguely see Huang Limei's appearance, rotting maggots' face, bloody and bloody. With a gentle touch, a pile of maggots fell down and crawled all over the ground.

He smiled slightly, and faced the vicious gaze. He smiled and said, "It's not enough, come a little more." He let go of his hand, shook his hand gently, and shook off the maggots on his hand, leaving only blood. He said, disgusted and indifferently, "It's so disgusting, so ugly, and pigs are cleaner than you."

The harsh smile and screams were intertwined, and the cellar was three feet cold.

At the entrance of the cellar, Liu Sanniang looked at Li Liang coldly, as if he was an evil ghost walking out of the evil ghost cave. She said coldly: "Are you still a human?"

Li Liang hummed, "Do you think your son is still human when you gave birth to me?" He smiled faintly, looked at the moonlight, and said with concern: "The wind is cold at night, so take a break early."

Liu Sanniang said excitedly: "You are not a child! My child has long died!"

However, the only response to her was a back and an unscrupulous laughter.

In the Zhang family's mansion, Zhang Xijing opened his eyes, looked at the lady who had already fallen asleep beside him, tiptoed to get up and get out of bed, put on a coat, and went out.

Walking through the study room, sitting in the lobby, unable to melt for a long time

The frown on his brow was staring at the green leaves in his hand, curved like willow leaves, but not willow leaves.

Finally, he got up and put on his clothes, walked out of the mansion, and walked towards the mayor's house.

The night was as cool as water. Zhang Xijing walked on the night with a red lantern. It was quiet at night, without even the sound of insects and frogs, and it was strangely quiet.

As I walked, something was wrong. No matter how I walked, I was standing still.

Take out the cinnabar and point it in the middle of your eyebrows, draw a talisman in the void, and the talisman is printed in your mind, and the ghost will break it without attacking it.

This ghost ran fast and was not caught by Zhang Xijing.

Zhang Xijing continued to rush on his way, and walked a few miles before he arrived at the mayor's house. The mayor's house was an old house, sitting on the hillside, with a radius of ten miles without a population, and it was a place where yin energy gathered.

The mayor's new home is in Yiling County. This old house is the residence of the old mayor. The courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and only the place where the offering hall is offered does not grow.

In the offering hall, the old mayor sat on the altar, looking like a mummy and dying.

Zhang Xijing knelt down respectfully and bowed, saying, "I disturb you, the old man, and you have practiced God."

The old town mayor narrowed a gap in his eyes when he closed his eyes, and said in a pissy manner: "What's wrong with the little kid of the Zhang family?"

Zhang Xijing took out a piece of silk from his sleeve, opened the silk, and lay a piece of green leaves in it quietly.

The old mayor slowly opened his eyes and said quietly: "I understand, you go back."

Zhang Xijing nodded, put away the silk, leaving only the green leaves on the table, and then bowed to the old mayor before leaving.

Under the moonlight, a wisp of blue smoke floated out of the old mayor's body, turning into a man with red lips and white teeth. It was the person who met Mo Qing.

On the way back, Zhang Xijing was not relaxed, and he was worried, and he was even more worried about the future.

The ancestors of the Zhang family traveled around the world and threw the Zhang family to Mo Qing and let him die. In other words, life and death are all in Mo Qing's hands.

Zhang Xijing returned to the door of the Zhang family mansion and met Zhang Gui.

Zhang Gui stood in front of the door, looking at the gossip mirror, but had not entered for a long time.

Zhang Xijing said hello and said, "Why haven't my nephew gone to sleep yet? What's wrong with it? Why don't you go in and sit down?"

Zhang Gui did not express any expression in this series of greetings. After a long time, he looked up at Zhang Xijing and showed a strange smile.

The cold eyes and strange smile made Zhang Xijing get goosebumps. Before he could speak, he saw Zhang Gui turn around and leave and merge into the darkness.

Zhang Xijing felt so furious that he looked up at the gossip mirror hanging on the door, and pushed the door in.

Not far away, a man in elegant clothes looked at the Zhang family mansion in front of him. Zhang Gui who walked to the East Courtyard was torn to pieces by the Qing Gui.

The man smiled gently, the thin thread in his hand turned into nothing, and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!