Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 23 Go to hell, Wen Yang.

Feng Lingche was waiting in the car.

Seeing that the sky in the distance was getting dark and it was about to rain, he told the driver, "Get your umbrella ready and pick up your wife at any time."

The driver was stunned for half a second, and then responded, "Yes, Lord Buddha."

An hour had passed since Wen Yang entered the pharmacy.

From a distance, through the car glass, one can still see the pale light of the lanterns of the pharmacy.

Feng Lingche focused his eyes on the plaque, a chill ran down his back and covered his whole body, as if he was deliberately playing tricks on him.

His expression was always indifferent as usual, and he didn't take this pediatric-like coldness to heart.

He casually lit a cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth, but before taking two puffs, he saw a white shadow appearing from the door of the pharmacy.

Feng Lingche resolutely pinched the cigarette again.

"Go pick up Madam." He said lightly.

However, before the words finished, a tall and broad man in white came out from the inside. He grabbed Wen Yang's arm. said something.

Feng Lingche's eyes turned cold in vain, looking at the man in ancient costume, he clenched his fingers tightly.

"Buddha, do you need to send someone..." The driver lowered his eyebrows and asked for instructions, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Feng Lingche didn't speak, but just stared fixedly at Wen Yang, who was dressed in white, and only after she made the next move, said two words softly, "No."

……

Wen Yang frowned, and broke away from Wu Bai and grabbed her hand tightly.

"Bai Wuchang, you have exceeded the distance."

Wu Bai's body froze suddenly, and met Wen Yang's dark and quiet eyes unsuspectingly.

The shape of her eyes is beautiful, and the black pupils are filled with a faint mist, which makes people feel dizzy and dizzy just by looking at them, and soon there is a comfortable feeling of being lost in the mountains and fields.

Once again, the person has disappeared from sight.

Wubai laughed mockingly, and it was like this again...

It has been 1000 years, and she has always kept a distance from him that is neither too far nor too close.

At that time, he was the new Bai Wuchang, who was in charge of most of the affairs of the Underworld, while she was the head of the Tianzong, who had already qualified to become a god, but she chose to stay in the mortal world for the sake of all beings...

After Wen Yang left, Wubai's eyes returned to coolness, and he summoned a ghost messenger, saying, "You go to the reincarnation office, there are 8 young girls who died of injustice before their full lifespan, tick off their reincarnation applications agree."

"Yes."

"Also, check where they sent it from, and send me the address."

"Yes, my lord."

After Wubai finished these, with a wave of his hand, he changed himself into another appearance, and stepped out of the store.

With his departure, the shop disappeared in place.

……

The moment Wen Yang saw the black luxury car, his cold face returned to his usual indifference, and he slowly approached Feng Lingche.

"Yang'er, promise me not to fall in love with others."

For some reason, these words suddenly lingered in her ears, as if they were deliberately reminding her of something.

A trace of bewilderment appeared in Wen Yang's eyes. She has all kinds of emotions, and all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of ordinary people are the same, but when it comes to love, she always has the attitude of "unintentional touch". When he was white, he would show uncontrollable emotions.

Is love so important to people?
When she opened the car door and sat next to Feng Lingche, she hadn't recovered from her thoughts, and she didn't even notice that she put the medicine on the lap of the person next to her...

Feng Lingche: "..."

He put the medicine bag on the other side, reached out and flicked Wen Yang's smooth and fair forehead, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Yang was still in a state of fugue, so he replied without thinking, "I miss you."

Feng Lingche paused, "Miss me?"

Perhaps his voice was too cold, Wen Yang finally came to his senses, turned his head to meet his gaze, "It's nothing, let's go home."

Feng Lingche was silent for two seconds, she didn't want to talk, and he didn't want to ask more.

It's just that the atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little delicate. The driver felt that his hands holding the steering wheel were about to sweat, so he couldn't resist not daring to look at the expressions of the two people in the rearview mirror.

Fortunately, this atmosphere didn't last long, and Feng Lingche's cell phone rang.

He pressed to answer, and Jiang Ci's voice came from inside immediately.

"Buddha, there is news. This Li Xuan really took his life!"

Jiang Ci didn't know that his little fairy was by his side, so he swears in a moment of anger.

"More than 20 years ago, in the name of his father, Li Xuan bought a villa in Qiangwei Manor, and specially built a 'playground' in the basement, where he and his group of friends had a party.

Unexpectedly, Li Xuan had a wrong idea, brought a woman there, and publicly threatened to rape her. The girl had a strong temper, faced with humiliation, she directly picked up a fruit knife and stabbed her in the heart, bleeding to death on the spot.

Since then, there have been some haunted rumors in the villa. At first, it was just the cup falling to the ground and making some noises. Later, those with weak horoscopes could even see the dead woman standing in the corner looking at him.

Now Li Xuan was scared, and he didn't dare to live there anymore. After moving away, he found a Taoist priest to get rid of the female ghost, but he didn't want the Taoist priest to dig up the dead woman's body as a trick for the sake of money. When the human formation came out, Li Xuan was tricked into killing nine yin and pure girls and offering sacrifices to the formation on the grounds that the Li family's business would flourish in the future.

Li Xuan's treatment of women like this is really a heinous crime! "

Jiang Ci finished speaking indignantly, and added a sentence at the end, "But it's strange to say that you asked me to inquire about this matter, and the family members of the eight girls who died all went to court for unknown reasons. It seems to have been discussed.

And the subordinates went to see it, and the formation was also broken, I don't know which expert is doing good deeds without leaving a name..."

After Feng Lingche listened silently, he subconsciously glanced at Wen Yang who was sitting quietly by the side.

Feeling that this matter is related to her, he said, "Collect evidence, send it to the Public Security Bureau in person in the name of Feng's family, and hand it over to Interpol Captain Xiao Qiang, he knows how to do it."

Jiang Ci's blood boiled just thinking about this kind of punishment of bad guys, and he quickly agreed, "Okay, Lord Buddha!"

hang up the phone.

Wen Yang's stomach grunted unhappily, and she immediately smiled shamelessly, "I haven't eaten all afternoon."

After saying this, the car just stopped at the entrance of a Chinese restaurant.

Facing Wen Yang's slightly surprised gaze, Feng Lingche chuckled and explained, "Although this store is small, it tastes good, so I thought I'd bring you here to try it after I'm done working."

Wen Yang said oh, opened the door and got out of the car.

However, as soon as her feet landed, she sensed something and raised her head slightly.

Sure enough, on the edge of the roof above his head, stood a middle-aged woman covered in red resentment.

She stared at her ferocious and gloomy eyes angrily, her body was dripping with water, she pushed down the huge and heavy billboard with a sly smile, threw it at Wen Yang, and said something silently.

"Go to hell, Wen Yang."

(End of this chapter)