Daughter-in-law

Chapter 52
I'm not stunned, my third test is Zhao Yan personally, so it will definitely not be so easy, there must be dangers that I don't know about Linfeng Street on the first and fifteenth day of the new year.

But I agreed without hesitation, because I had no choice. I wanted to guard my grandfather's shop and maintain my grandfather's reputation.

"Okay, it really is a hero born a boy, I just hope you don't regret it at night." Zhao Yan stood up and walked outside.

"Wait!" I yelled at him.

Hearing my voice, Zhao Yan looked back at me and said with a smile, "What, do you regret it?"

I shook my head and asked him, "What was the origin of that woman in red at the Wang family that day?"

Hongyi, a name that has always lingered in my mind, she is very mysterious and powerful, she can easily make me a bad guy, and I always have an inexplicable familiar feeling when facing her, that This feeling seems to be engraved in the bone.

But I don't know anything about her. I don't know who she is or where she came from. I only know that she has a nice name: Hongyi.

At Wang's house that day, Zhao Yan knelt down when he saw Hongyi. I think he should know the origin of Hongyi, so I asked her.

Hearing my words, Zhao Yan's cheeks twitched uncontrollably, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he was really afraid of Hongyi, even when he heard her name.

"You asked her what she was doing!" Zhao Yan said in a hoarse voice.

"It's nothing, I was just curious when I saw it that day." I said to him, of course I wouldn't tell him what happened between Hongyi and me.

"I advise you not to mention her, if you still want to live well." Zhao Yan said hoarsely.

"I just want to know what's behind her." I stepped forward, looked at Zhao Yan and asked.

"The netherworld, when the ghost gate opened, she walked out of it and never went back. She does not belong to this world. You'd better not provoke her, or you will be unlucky not only for you, but also for the entire economy." Walking with the water!" Zhao Yan looked at me, snorted heavily, then turned and left.

Looking at his back, I sat down.

I can tell that Zhao Yan is really afraid of Hongyi, even when he hears her name, I can also tell that what Zhao Yan just said is not a lie.

Could it be that Hongyi really came from the underworld?

But the underworld is the underworld after all, this is the underworld, she belongs to the underworld, what is she doing in the underworld?
I remembered that when I met her, she stroked my face with her hand and said that she had been waiting for me for thousands of years. Could it be that she came to the world for me?
She can easily make me a ghost, she must have a lot of power in the underworld, what is her background?
No one could answer these questions. In my heart, the woman in red was covered with a veil of mystery again.

"You know that old man just now, I see you were talking to him." At this time Duanmuqing asked me while holding a bowl of noodles in front of me.

I nodded. Although Duanmuqing's parents are in Linfeng Street, he has been outside for more than ten years and doesn't know Zhao Yan.

"He is Zhao Yan." I said to him.

Hearing my words, Duanmuqing was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, and said: "Zhao Yan, did he come to look for you?"

"Yes, he is the one who challenged me in the third round." I picked up a piece of noodles and swallowed it in one gulp.

"What, Zhao Yan challenges you personally!" Duan Muqing's eyes widened.

Then the guy poohed, and said: "This is too shameless, this old guy has been famous for decades, you are only so old, and you actually take action against you yourself, my mother, I really despise him!"

After the guy finished cursing, he quickly lowered his head and said to me: "Big Ear, listen to me, don't agree to him, this old guy is obviously trying to set you up, how can you beat him."

I smiled, because I could feel that Duanmuqing really cared about me. Although this guy looks like a bitch and calls himself an old lady from time to time, I know his sexual orientation is normal. There is only friendship.

A friend's concern is always comforting, so I smiled and said to him, "I've promised."

"You kid is crazy, can you beat this old guy?" Duanmuqing looked at me like he was looking at an idiot.

"It's not a fight, but a competition to see who can walk out of Linfeng Street after tomorrow morning." I picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

"What, rushing to Linfeng Street at night!" Duanmuqing looked at me, his eyes widened, his mouth opened so wide that he could stuff an egg into it.

I nodded, unable to understand why the guy's expression was so exaggerated.

"You're fucking crazy, how can you agree to him!" After a while, Duanmuqing came to his senses and slapped me on the shoulder.

I was almost choked by his shooting, and said annoyedly, "Is it so exaggerated?"

"You don't know, this Linfeng Street on the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year is not something people can walk out of!" Duanmuqing looked at me, obviously anxious.

I originally planned to go back to the old Taoist to ask about Linfeng Street, but looking at Duanmuqing's expression now, he seems to know something.

"Let's talk about it, what's different about Linfeng Street on the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year." I looked at him and asked him.

Duanmuqing took a deep breath, sat down, and said slowly: "It is said that Linfeng Street existed a long time ago. Some people say that the feng shui of this place is a bit strange. It is connected to the gate of the underworld, so many feng shui masters choose to live here. Settling down, Linfeng Street was formed over time.”

I nodded, the feng shui of Linfeng Street is indeed a bit strange, but I haven't found out where the Yinmen of the underworld is.

"It is said that in the Qing Dynasty, there were two great magicians fighting in Linfeng Street. , the ghosts in the Yinmen will come out and wander around Linfeng Street. There are many resentful ghosts inside, and even ghost king-level ghosts. Come out!"

Duanmu Qing paused, and then said: "Even the magicians in Linfeng Street were dissatisfied in the past, but after more than a dozen people died in succession, no one dared to enter Linfeng Street on the night of the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. How dare you agree to that Zhao Yan, you really don't want your life!"

Duanmuqing looked at me like he was looking at an idiot.

(End of this chapter)