If Xia Qing was there, he would definitely recognize that the person who was leading the white banner was not someone else. The last time she went to the sixth group to watch the movie, the flower-faced ghost-like Bodhisattva invited by her uncle's uncle's house.

Following the flower-faced ghost, the face of the coffin was Tian Chunmei, a man who was older than Liu Manzhi cried and howled all the way, "My poor son, you died so miserably. Why are you so unconscious? You want to find this short circuit?"

Xia Chongping shouted out in one go, setting the group of people in place.

"We are summoning souls. The layman's daughter drowned in the lake. He asked his family to dream of the corpse under a locust tree and could not be buried in peace. There are many trees there, so we are going to take a look."

"There are all private places here. The fish pond and embankment belong to my home. You can't come in. Be careful that I will sue you!" Xia Chongping said righteously.

"How do you say this? What does it mean to pretend to be a god? Be careful, I will attract an evil ghost to get you stuck with you." The flower-faced ghost shook the white banner, "I am kind enough to help you for free, maybe her daughter's wronged soul is in your yard."

Xia Chongping is the one who is least afraid of ghosts. In the village, Yang Jiapo, his own mother, and the next door Yao Po, and the few mothers on the east end of the village always gather together in groups to talk about ghosts. Once he hears it, he will joke once.

Liu Manzhi was so funny that his face was lost. Later, when he went to worship the Bodhisattva and believed in superstition, he had to avoid him.

"You'll get an evil ghost to pester me, come on, come on!" Xia Chongping laughed to death, "When did her daughter die? Even if she dies, she can't die on me. My foundation and this house have only been in the past three or four months. I have never heard of anyone having an accident here."

"It's been eighty or nine years, not recently." Tian Chunmei said beside her, thinking, why is this life so familiar? It seems that I have seen it somewhere, but Tian Chunmei can never remember it.

"I have been dead for eight or nine years, and I have only recently discovered that I am dead?" Xia Chongping exclaimed. His mouth was even more poisonous than a scorpion. "What else can I look for? I didn't look for it when I was alive, but I died when I died. Where is the loess not buried in people?"

"My son is dead, and he is not buried in peace now. How can you, a Thousand Sword Killer, say such things?"

"What did I say wrong? I haven't buried it, why haven't I heard of someone dead? I've been buried long ago. What do you want to do when you pull someone out?"

The person who came was naturally from Feng Jingyun's family. Tian Chunmei went to find Feng Jingyun's brother Feng Tianyun, and told him the cause of Feng Jingyun's death, because she wanted to find Feng Jingyun's body and completely end the matter. In any case, she did have malice back then and pushed Feng Jingyun.

It was Tian Chunmei who wanted to collect the body of Feng Jingyun and ended this eight-year tug-of-war.

Tian Chunmei's face was much better. Without the indescribable gynecological disease, she would sleep much more at night.

Within a month, she had a child in her belly. Every time Tian Chunmei stroked the unformed child in her belly, she couldn't help but wonder, what was Feng Jingyun's mentality back then?

No matter what, in order to allow her children to grow up safely, she has to fulfill Feng Jingyun's wish.

"Brother!" Tian Chunmei begged Xia Chongping very friendly, "I heard that there is a forest over there, so you can let us go over and take a look. If it hits you, I am willing to pay."

"There is no rush or collision!" There is no collision for people who do not believe in evil. "It's this thing. I look so scared that I want to go. You go, this person is not allowed to go. I have said a long time ago that I don't have anything to pretend to be a ghost at home!"

"You are not a thing, you actually blasphemed the Bodhisattva?"

"Bodhisattva, if you are a Bodhisattva, you will be chasing such a deception? If there is really a Bodhisattva in this heaven, the first one will not let you go!"

"You are something that is disrespectful to ghosts and gods!" Feng Jingyun's mother cursed, "Without the Bodhisattva leading the way, how can we find my son's corpse? The Bodhisattva finally agreed to help."

"Don't Bodhisattvas save all sentient beings? Do you still need to charge money for helping others? How much did you charge?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Feng Jingyun's mother wanted to spit on Xia Chongping's face. Xia Chongping smiled, "Then go back. If you dare to come in, I will let the dog bite it immediately!"

The big white dog came over with its tail waving, barking at the group of people, and rushed, Feng Jingyun's mother almost fell into the Huangma Lake. She quickly grabbed a handful of thatch and quickly climbed up, "Oh, I'm going to kill someone, I'm going to kill someone!"

Something new here is happening. People from the surrounding villages come to watch the fun. People from the fifth group are closer and have already surrounded them.

At the time, Xia Chongping did not come back for dinner. Lu Qiuju asked Xia Qing to bring the meal over. There were many people around the road at the doorstep. In the middle was her father. Xia Qing hurriedly put the food in the house and hurried over.

"Another girl died behind your house. No matter when she died, why don't you let others go in and look for it? The dead are the most important. Even if you die in your main hall, you have to dig three feet into the ground and let someone carry the body away."

As soon as Xia Qing approached, he heard the sound of cotton fragrance, which was particularly loud.

"Dad!" Xia Qing shouted, squeezed in, and asked, "What happened?"

She saw the flower-faced ghost and Tian Chunmei. She saw a woman with a sarcastic face and a pair of inverted triangular eyes. She roughly guessed what was going on and frowned and said, "This Bodhisattva, did you take my golden ring with me? You dare to come!"

"No, what Golden Ringzi?"

"Did you forget? On the night when Team Six was watching the movie, didn't you take my milk from Golden Ringzi?"

The face of the flower-faced ghost changed drastically, not for the Golden Wind, but for that day, the gust of wind really made him have nightmares every night, and his bones were hurting, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't take your milk to the Golden Wind. What did you see that night?"

"I saw the golden rings that took my milk, and I didn't see anything else. Oh, I also saw a black wind, ready to sweep you away... Tian Guizhi, have you offended someone?"

The Flower-faced Ghost is a widow nearby. When she is old, she pretends to be a god and tricks people into making money.

"Okay, it turns out that it was you who took the gold earrings of our dead woman!" Liu Qunzhen had nothing to do, so she went to Mianxiang's house to play, mainly talking bad things about Xia Chongping, saying how his money came about, did he do something illegal or illegal, or would he make such a big fortune.

Liu Qunzhen was so jealous that she was desperate, but she had no choice but to make her rich?

Now the opportunity to make a fortune is here. As long as the golden ring is not in Liu Manzhi's ears, for Liu Qunzhen, it is in his own pocket.

She rushed towards Tian Guizhi, and when she saw the fight started, the people who watched the fun were afraid of affecting her, she quickly dispersed. Liu Qunzhen used too much force, and Tian Guizhi was pushed to Huangma Lake by her, and the two of them fell into the water one after another.
Chapter completed!