Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 92 Sister-in-law?I'm afraid you can't afford it.

After calming down the flustered emotions of her best friend, she couldn't help but yawned, she was too idle, looked at the time, there was still a while before lunch, thought about it, got up and walked towards the tunnel, she hadn't been to the cave for a few days I don't know if there will be more "tourists" after being broadcast live by Anjia last time.

When we came to the cave, it was still calm and calm. The sun was still strong today, and it was already hot on the top of the head at ten o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he stepped into the cave, he saw a little ghost fire dozing off, sensing An Xiangwan's breath approaching, he was so startled that he immediately regained his energy, and quickly floated in front of her.

"Miss An, the Lord is not here today and will come back tomorrow."

An Xiangwan heard panic in its voice, as if trying to cover up something.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm too free, I want to go in and study the inscription on his coffin."

The more she refuses to go in, she insists on it, and maybe she can find out what Zong Che is busy with, such as the Zhang family banquet last time.

Seeing that he couldn't stop An Xiangwan, the little ghost fire floated around where he was in trouble, and quickly followed up when he saw someone walking away.

"Miss An, it's hard for me to do what you do."

"It's okay, he won't blame you." An Xiangwan smiled disapprovingly and reached out to pat the little ghost fire on the head, just like coaxing a puppy.

Hearing the sound, the little ghost fire could only follow aggrievedly.

When she was almost there, An Xiangwan accidentally heard a woman's faint singing from the depths of the cave. It was a long-awaited song. She waited for a while and listened carefully... It was like Zhuo Wenjun's "Song of the White Head" .

Well, it's no wonder that the little ghost won't allow her to go in. It turned out that before marriage, he brought other female ghosts back to the cave to listen to the wind and snow. Hmph, I didn't expect him to be this kind of ghost.

She wanted to see what kind of female ghost was so favored by him, and took the initiative to bring it back to the cave.

In the black coffin, the female ghost is sitting obliquely, she is wearing a white skirt, her long black hair is mopping the floor, thin green smoke surrounds her, her face is sickly pale, and her facial features are delicate, like the mud emerging from midsummer without being stained. The white lotus is like a small boat on the misty river in the spring rain in March in the south of the Yangtze River, full of poetry.

The singing voice is soft and waxy, as if it is a gentle hometown where men are drunk and dreamy.

No wonder Zong Che liked it and brought her back to the cave.

The female ghost noticed An Xiangwan's breath, and stopped singing. While An Xiangwan was looking at her, she was also looking at her.

An Xiangwan is completely different from her. She is overly flamboyant but not vulgar at all. She is very eye-catching, which makes the female ghost feel envious. After sizing her up, her eyes become vigilant. Her cultivation base was so high that she felt taboo.

"who are you?"

An Xiangwan raised her peachy lips slightly when she heard the sound: "Shouldn't I ask who you are?"

At the same time, he didn't forget to reach into his bag to touch the black talisman, the female ghost had some resentment, just in case.

The female ghost suddenly remembered that she had heard earlier that Zong Che wanted to make a contract with a woman from the underworld, and deliberately said, "I am brother Che's childhood sweetheart."

"Oh~~ So it was the little sister next door who lived next door when he was alive. Well, I'm your sister-in-law next door."

An Xiangwan smiled back. Zong Che didn't marry her when he was alive, and he still didn't marry her after he died as a ghost for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that she was still waiting, so how could he not have resentment.

"Sister-in-law?"

The female ghost glanced at An Xiangwan faintly, and said softly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear this level of life."

(End of this chapter)