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

Chapter 4 She Came to Marry You!

Wen Yang's eyebrows were slightly folded, but he didn't interrupt it.

"If it wasn't because my father offended the Feng family and owed a large sum of money outside! How could I have become a plaything for those old men!"

"But they insulted me! Why did you kill my fiance? He just wanted to save me...Why did you cut off his tongue, tie him up in the basement and cut him alive?"

The female ghost's mournful cries became louder and louder. It fell to the ground helplessly, holding its head and weeping bitterly.

Wen Yang took out a hidden spirit talisman to conceal his spiritual power, then slowly walked forward and patted the female ghost on the shoulder.

The voice was quiet, "So in order to avenge your fiancé, you will not hesitate to die and turn into a ghost to demand their life?"

The female ghost was slightly stunned, her shoulders trembled, and she murmured in a low voice, "Yes... But after I died, I found out that those black sheep all have purple aura around them. As long as I get close, there will be signs of dying..."

Wen Yang shook his head and sighed, not pity her.

She has always disliked people who committed suicide.Suicide is a kind of bad karma, and because of bad karma, one is destined to fall into hell.

As a human being, no matter what happens, you should not have the idea of ​​suicide. Why do you think you can do whatever you want after death if you can't do it while alive?

Wicked people have their own retribution, and if they act recklessly, even if they punish the wicked, they will completely lose the chance of reincarnation and be tortured in hell.

However, since she has already met this female ghost, she will not ignore it.

And through the female ghost's face, Wen Yang could see that her fiancé's soul was still locked in the basement of a certain villa here, enduring the pain of her life over and over again, unable to escape.

Wen Yang took out a bright green vase from his cloth bag, pointed in its direction and said, "I still have things to do, if you want me to help you, come in first, and I'll solve your problem after I'm done. "

The female ghost was taken aback, originally it didn't have much hope, but when it saw what Wen Yang was holding, its eyes instantly changed from pain to joy.

Ruyi clean bottle!
The legendary container for cultivating the soul and enhancing spiritual power!I didn't expect that the beautiful young lady in front of me, who looked soft and weak, actually had such a Taoist sacred object!

It seems that I have found the right person, she has a deep aura and a magic weapon, she will definitely help me realize my last wish!
"Thank you, by the way, my name is Zhou He." The female ghost thanked her sincerely, and then turned into a wisp of red smoke and got into the bottle.

Wen Yang put away the Ruyi bottle, looked at the cloudy sky not far away, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Sure enough, in this wealthy area where every inch of land is expensive, human life is worse than dog life.

And what is buried here is not only the souls of Zhou He and her fiancé...

……

"Mr. Feng, the company's key investment projects in the second half of the year are mainly in the film and television industry. Among them, "Return Date" is widely known by netizens as the theme of fairy tales. Through market research..."

The top level of Feng's consortium.

Lin Yan, the senior manager of the marketing department, is holding the minutes of the meeting in her hand, and is seriously reporting to the boss.

The man in the wheelchair was wearing an azure top, and his thin and long fingers unconsciously caressed a small velvet box.

Under the interlacing of light and shadow, those peach blossom eyes looked deep and cold, and the delicately carved facial features reminded them of the ascetic gods walking down from the painting, which made people's hearts quicken.

Lin Yan just finished speaking, and secretly looked at Feng Lingche's heroic and arrogant lines with the corners of her eyes.

The sparkle in her eyes made her pretty face even more charming.

It's just that that noble and arrogant man's mood is not here, his gaze falls out of the window, his black pupils are as deep as a secluded pool, making it difficult to see what he is thinking.

Lin Yan felt itchy in her heart, and was about to speak, when the office door suddenly knocked untimely.

Assistant Jiang Ci rushed in from outside, holding the tablet in his hand, and handed it to Feng Lingche who was sitting behind the desk.

"Lord Buddha, this is the surveillance video of Rose Manor last night."

Feng Lingche hummed, put the velvet box in his pocket, and lit a cigarette casually.

Through the bluish-white smoke, he saw that the little girl's eyes, which were as cold as mist, drew beautiful arcs when he appeared, and he also saw that after he fainted, she was forced to vomit blood by the cold air in his body. , did not let go of his hand.

His handsome face, which had always been calm and calm, rarely showed cracks.

Feng Lingche's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the thick and slender eyelashes left a faint shadow on his face.

Because of him getting hurt like this, did he leave in the end?

Jiang Ci didn't understand the reason why Buddha sent him to adjust the monitoring as soon as he arrived at the company, until he caught a glimpse of the little fairy appearing in the camera from the corner of his eye, and immediately covered his mouth with one hand!

What the hell! ! !

Isn't this his little fairy? !

Only finished saving the old man during the day, and ran to the Buddha's house to save him at night? ?
This is not a fairy, it is clearly a fucking angel! !
Jiang Ci was still immersed in worship and couldn't extricate himself, when Feng Lingche suddenly called his name.

He forced himself to be calm, suppressed his body that was trembling with excitement and replied, "I am here, the Buddha!"

Feng Lingche was baffled by his yelling, turned his head and glanced at him, and frowned, "Why are you shaking?"

Jiang Ci said nonchalantly, "It's okay Buddha, I'm hot."

Feng Lingche glanced at the suddenly cooling weather, "?"

He closed his eyes, pressed his cold fingertips to his temples, "Have someone clean up the second floor of Yufengyuan, and go to the hospital to take the old man home."

Jiang Ci: "???"

Yufeng Garden?Isn't this the villa that Buddha bought for the old man?

Jiang Ci's eyes rolled around, and finally fell on the little fairy's slender back with creamy skin, and the corner of her mouth burst into a smile!
Oh~~he knows!
Buddha is in a hurry to bring his benefactor to meet his parents!

Lin Yan stood aside and listened to the interaction between the master and the servant, the more she listened, the more flustered she became.

Can't help but walk up to look at the screen on the tablet.

His back froze instantly!
Who is this woman in the surveillance?Why can she hold Mr. Feng's hand? ? !
Also, what is Yufeng Garden?
Feng always has another home?Could it be that the rumors are totally false, and in fact, Mr. Feng has long been secretly married?

The successive blows made Lin Yan unsteady, and her high heels rubbed against the ground, making a slight "click".

Only then did Feng Lingche notice her, raised his head slightly, frowned and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Lin Yan: "..."

Walking out of the CEO's office, she was about to catch up with Jiang Ci to ask him a question.

But he found that Jiang Ci's feet felt like the wind was blowing, and he was almost on fire wearing high heels, and he didn't catch up with anyone.

In the end, he had no choice but to stop on the spot panting, looking at the afterimage left by Jiang Ci, and stomped his feet unwillingly.

……

in the afternoon.

Feng Lingche was still in a meeting at the company when he received a call from Yu Fu, the housekeeper of Rose Manor.

"Buddha! A guest came to the house and said he wanted to see you!"

Feng Lingche frowned slightly, and his cold and haughty black eyes were stained with impatience, "Are you busy? Do you want to report this kind of thing?"

The Feng family is an unrivaled existence in the imperial capital, and it is natural that the wealthy and nobles line up in long lines to visit in person on weekdays.

If he reported to him every time someone came, he would be too busy answering the phone all day.

"No, it's not..." Yu Fu was so excited that he almost stuttered, "This time it's different!"

"This lady...she said...she came to marry you!"

marry?

Feng Lingche looked slightly dazed, glanced at the senior executives sitting across from him, waved his hands lightly, and asked in a deep voice after they all left the office, "...what does she look like?"

　Hahaha, is Buddha surprised?
　　Our Yang Yang is a straight ball fairy~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)