She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Everyone was shocked by this scene!

The old couple burst into tears. They rushed forward in disbelief, hugged the pale young man, and cried: "Peng'er! Are you really back?! Are your parents dreaming?"

"Mom and Dad, I'm back."

The young man named A Peng blinked his dry eyes, as if he was still not used to this stiff body.

The rigor mortis on his body slowly softened due to his resurrection. Half an hour later, Apeng transformed from a corpse into a normal person with a rosy complexion, even more energetic than his previous sickly appearance.

The old couple held Apeng and cried with joy.

The scene of "resurrection from the dead" was staged in the mourning hall, and everyone was shocked and speechless.

Even Fu Jiao looked at them solemnly.

Zhao Hao and Zhao Yuyi began to worry about whether Fu Jiao could win. They hurriedly asked: "Fu Jiao, what is going on? Didn't you say that there is no magic to bring the dead back to life in Xuanmen?"

"of course not."

Fu Jiao was very firm on this point. Ah San must have used the method of "resurrecting the soul through borrowed corpses".

Fu Rudi stared at the crying Apeng and hesitated: "According to your opinion, the 'Apeng' in front of you is not the previous 'Apeng', but a random wild ghost randomly found by the Five Ghosts to replace him."

"Ah."

Fu Jiao nodded, "Brother, you better understand."

"Then how to break the situation?"

Zhao Hao didn't blink. He took out the porcelain plate from his sleeve and asked, "Do you need Yan Ji's help?"

"Need not."

The resurrecting of a dead body has been successful, but Yan Ji's actions have little effect. On the contrary, it only adds to the sin.

While Fu Jiao was thinking about a solution, the old couple wiped away their tears and asked how A Peng came back from the dead.

Fu Jiao quickly perked up her ears.

A Peng, a seven-foot-tall man, cried until his eyes were dim with tears. The hands holding the old couple were really closer than his own parents, "Dad, mother, I died before. After I died, I came to a world of chaos. Suddenly, , Black and White Wuchang appeared with shackles in hand, saying they wanted to lead me into the underworld. I didn’t understand anything, so naturally I followed the two ghost messengers. When I was about to cross the Naihe Bridge, I seemed to hear some kind of call in my ears. One of them The ghost messenger also heard it, and he told me that I had a great opportunity in the human world. I met an expert as a guarantee, negotiated with the Lord of Hell, and gave me an extra thirty years of human life!"

Apeng said vividly, "So the ghost immediately untied my shackles and said that my life was not over yet, so I could return it to thank the master who did it!"

After finishing speaking, A Peng turned around and knelt down towards Ah San, grabbed the ground with his head, and kowtowed more than a dozen times, "The superior is above, let me bow to you! Huan Yang's great kindness and virtue, I can't think of it." As a retribution, I am willing to ride a horse and work as a cow or a horse for you in this life, whatever you ask me to do!"

When A Peng's parents saw this, they also hurriedly knelt down. They were so grateful to the Five Ghosts that they could not wait to give them their hearts.

Ah San was extremely satisfied.

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and pretended to be an indifferent and worldly expert. He waved his hand and said, "There is no need to repay. It is God's will to meet each other in this countryside. The ghost said that you will meet." A great opportunity, this must be it.”

"The superior man has a kind heart, and the villain admires him greatly!"

Asan and Apeng sang together, and Concubine Jing who was watching couldn't help but want to applaud.

On the one hand, she deeply recognized Ah San's true ability, and on the other hand, she finally won the battle with peace of mind.

Concubine Jing coughed slightly. She took half a step forward and was about to announce that Ah San had won this round, but Fu Jiao suddenly stepped in and asked in a voice as clear as a silver bell: "Oh? Really? Who is Ah San?" Bringing the dead back to life, or borrowing corpses to bring back souls, is open to debate.”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the five ghosts of Weisheng became stiff at the same time.

Especially the youngest Ah Wu looked at Ah San with panicked eyes and asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"

Ah San seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.

He stiffened for a moment, then laughed loudly, pointed at Fu Jiao and retorted, "Why did Fellow Daoist Fu say this? If you can't do it yourself, do you think I can't do it too?"

"Yes."

Fu Jiao did not follow him and pretended to be a snake. She pointed at Apeng and directly exposed the five ghosts of Sheng Sheng, "He is not the son of this couple at all, but you let the little ghost possess you and use Apeng's fresh corpse to move around in the world." The old couple was stunned by these words.

They looked at A Peng blankly, "He, he is our son."

"It looks good, but the core has changed."

Fu Jiao raised her chin and stared at Ah San coldly.

Ah San was made restless by her piercing eyes.

But he was prepared and said loudly: "Okay! Since Fellow Daoist Fu feels that this Apeng is not the other Apeng, you can ask the couple to ask questions about their family members and see if your so-called fake Apeng can answer it. "

"That's good advice."

Concubine Jing spoke at the right time, "If A Peng can answer correctly, he must be the biological child of this old couple."

The old couple looked at the child who had come back from the dead in front of them, feeling extremely distressed.

But she was also afraid that what Fu Jiao said was true.

If their son's body was taken over by an unknown ghost, it would be better to just die! It's scary to think about living with them under the same roof.

Thinking of this, the old couple looked at each other and asked the first question.

"Apeng, do you know that your mother had a serious illness before, and that illness was very complicated... How much did it cost for her treatment?"

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

This question is too tricky.

He thought he would ask his mother what illness she had, how many days she was ill, and how much money she spent.
Unexpectedly, Apeng, who came back from the dead, answered immediately: "It cost a whole tael of silver!"

"Correct!"

The old couple's eyes lit up, "Yes, it just cost so much."

Apeng looked at Ah San, and the two looked at each other for a moment. It was obvious that they had communicated before.

Under the astonished gazes of Zhao Hao, Zhao Yuyi and others, A Peng continued to say loudly: "I must remember that one tael of silver clearly! Our family is so poor. I have been working in a porcelain workshop since I was a child, and I can't save more than three taels of silver all year round. It’s a shame. The year before last, my parents finally told me about the widow in the next village, but they still didn’t like me, so I couldn’t get married even in my early thirties. Oh, it’s really pitiful.”

The old couple nodded repeatedly.

They all agreed with what A Peng said.

"I told him about a widow the year before last, but the widow's family was rich and she looked down on our family."

The old woman's heart ached when she thought about it.

Apeng also sighed: "So my mother spent one tael of silver to get sick. I remember this very well. One tael of silver is all the food and clothing expenses for my family for two years."

He looked at Fu Jiao and asked eagerly: "Fellow Daoist Fu, if you have any questions, just ask them. I answered them well and reassured my parents."

"Yo? You're a small worker in a porcelain workshop, and you still call me fellow Taoist?"

Fu Jiao raised her eyebrows and asked.

Apeng's expression froze, and he pointed at the Five Ghosts of Weisheng and others: "I heard the experts call you this just now, so I just followed suit."

The old couple asked many secret questions one after another, and Apeng answered them accurately.

Ah San asked: "Fellow Daoist Fu, are you relieved now?"

Fu Jiao twitched her lips.

She grabbed a ball of clay from somewhere, stuffed it into Apeng's palm, and sneered: "Since you have been working in a porcelain workshop since you were a child, you must be good at making porcelain. If you want to prove yourself, just make a tea cup on the spot. !”