Hurry up and wear Little Meng Po, I boiled the abusive script

Chapter 34 The Tragic Death of the Bride in Red (34)

The person sitting in front of him definitely wasn't Shen Mingyue, she was much bigger than Shen Mingyue, she looked cold and dignified, with beautiful bones.

The bell hanging around her neck is something that only the underworld ghost and god Meng Po can have.

Wu Yazi was still trembling, and Xiaogui's voice came from the room, "Wu Yazi, you don't kneel down when you see Mrs. Meng."

Wu Yazi's body shook violently, little Meng Po was startled, it seemed that he must have caused some serious disaster.

He knelt in front of Meng Qiaohe tremblingly, not even daring to look at Meng Qiaohe, and asked in a trembling voice, "Master Meng, you, why are you here?"

Meng Qiaohe crossed his legs and propped his chin with one hand. The girl's voice sounded extremely lazy, "You ask me, but I still want to ask you?"

Obviously Meng Qiaohe's voice was lazy and reckless, but Wu Yazi felt inexplicably panicked when he heard it.

When he was young, he heard from his grandfather that his grandfather's grandfather had been lucky enough to see ghosts from the underworld. God Xiao Mengpo once, Xiao Mengpo was a teenage girl with a shocking appearance, there is no such thing in the world For a woman to have such a good-looking appearance as hers, what's more, she was already more than 300 years old at that time.

Calculating the time, it has been almost 200 years since her great-grandfather came to his generation, that is to say, the girl who looks like a girl in front of her now is more than 500 years old.

After Meng Qiaohe finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from the stool, walked in front of Wu Yazi, looked at the mahogany sword and talisman paper in his hand, clicked his lips with a playful look on his face Smiling, "It seems that in the Taoist sect, one generation is not as good as the next generation."

After Meng Qiaohe finished saying this, he moved his fingers lightly, and the talisman paper in Wu Yazi's hand ignited and finally turned into ashes.

The corner of Meng Qiaohe's mouth twitched, and he asked with a jealous and cold sarcasm: "Your ancestor told you to learn Taoism, so that you can bully the weak?"

Wu Yazi: "...?"

The corner of Meng Qiaohe's mouth twitched again, and then his tone became particularly harsh, "Since you don't know how to cherish the spells you've learned, then it's useless."

Wu Yazi knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't, and his Taoism was the pillar of his survival. If he was abolished, then he would be no different from a crippled person.

Half of his seven souls and six souls were frightened away. He lay at Meng Qiaohe's feet and kowtowed to admit his mistake. But don't blame me."

Meng Qiaohe looked at Wu Yazi, who was prostrate on the ground and kowtowed, and felt pain in his eyes.

She pressed the center of her brows, sat back on the stool, and fiddled with the broken hair between her temples boredly.

Meng Qiaohe didn't speak, and let Wu Yazi kowtow, blood was pouring out from Wu Yazi's head, but Meng Qiaohe didn't tell him to stop, so naturally he didn't dare to stop.

Wu Yazi didn't know how long he had been knocking, and finally felt that his brain was a little dizzy, and here Xiaogui floated in front of Wu Yazi, glanced at him and said: "I want to tell Mrs. Meng If you have committed a crime against you, you have to show it well to our little Meng Po."

Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment, and then kowtowed several times to Meng Qiaohe, "Master Meng, what do you want me to do, you tell me, I will do everything."

Meng Qiaohe changed to a comfortable sitting position, and then said a word from his mouth, "You can figure it out yourself, I'm too lazy to teach you."

After all, Meng Qiaohe propped his head on one hand and fell asleep.

Wu Yazi looked at the girl who was already fascinated by her eyes, and suddenly felt uneasy.

Meng Qiaohe let him figure it out without giving him a specific point. Isn't this the same as letting him walk on thin ice and make every step difficult?

Naturally, Wu Yazi didn't dare to risk his life to ask Meng Qiaohe again, so he could only pin his last hope on Xiaogui.

He looked at Xiao Gui with begging eyes, and said cautiously: "Messenger Xiao Gui, please give me a specific instruction."

Xiao Gui rolled his eyes, and then said with a sneer: "You can just return what people treat to the West Wing. You don't understand this, and you dare to provoke Qiao He."

When Wu Yazi heard what Xiao Gui said, he suddenly understood, and he bowed to Xiao Gui, "Thank you, Xiao Gui, envoy."

After finishing speaking, Wu Yazi gave Meng Qiaohe a fearful look again, then carefully got up from the ground, took the mahogany sword, and limped out of the west wing.

As soon as he went out, Wei Yuanlan became restless, she quickly stood up, and asked Wu Yazi, "Master Dao, have you taken all those things?"

Others also looked at Wu Yazi nervously and expectantly.

Wu Yazi didn't speak, Wei Yuanlan noticed at this moment that the skin on Wu Yazi's head was broken, and there was a lot of blood coming out.

Just now she had been watching the movement in the West Wing, and there was no sound of fighting inside, as if nothing had happened inside.

If Meng Qiaohe was really possessed by something, it would be impossible not to resist.

Was it because Wu Yazi's Taoism skills were so good that he took her in right away, or...

While Wei Yuanlan was still in shock, the door to the west wing was suddenly opened from the inside.

Then a candle was lit in the room, and the candle light illuminated the whole room.

The servant and the maid came out, and then Li Jingwan and Meng Qiaohe came out together and stood among them.

The moment Wei Yuanlan saw Meng Qiaohe, her eyes widened several times. She couldn't believe that there was nothing wrong with Meng Qiaohe. It seemed that she had to carry out the second plan.

Everyone sighed: "What, aren't they all fine, and they didn't see anything unclean."

Zhang Wanru glanced at Wei Yunlan at this time, "Miss, didn't you say that there are unclean things here, where are the things?"

Wei Yuanlan swallowed nervously, and then said to Zhang Wanru: "Mother, there is nothing in this room, maybe that thing is hiding in another room, I will ask the Taoist priest to go and have a look."

She winked at Wu Yazi, but Wu Yazi was unmoved.

A bad premonition suddenly flashed in Wei Yuanlan's heart. Just when she was about to say something more, the door of Meng Qiaohe's room was blown open by a strange wind, and then, a white A figure floated out from inside.

That thing was dressed in white, its feet were invisible, its hair was disheveled, and its face couldn't be seen clearly. It looked like a female ghost.

At this time, many people were already scared and screamed, "Ghost..."

(End of this chapter)