Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 44 Sturdy
Feng Ling frowned, and looked intently, only seeing Yun Yao and Gong Qing.

Could it be that she read it wrong?
Yun Yao noticed that Feng Ling's expression was not right, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"fine!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The rotting corpses outside were still pounding on the door tirelessly, but with Feng Ling's talisman, everyone felt at ease.

Feng Ling took out her mobile phone from her pocket, turned on the flashlight function, and the bright light instantly dispelled the dark corner.

The rest of the people hurriedly took out their mobile phones, turned on the flashlights, and scanned the surroundings.

"what!"

In this silent atmosphere, Gong Da suddenly let out a scream, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground with a 'crack', which startled the rest of the people.

Gong Qing hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Gong Da had a pale face, pointing at the wall in front of him with trembling fingers.

Everyone pointed their flashlights at the direction Gong Da was pointing at.

I saw a portrait hanging in the center of the main hall, which was a middle-aged man in his forties.

The man was wearing a blue satin gown, sitting on an armchair, smiling and looking ahead.

Several people stared at the painting for a while, except for Feng Ling who noticed something was wrong with the painting, the rest of them could not help but look at Gong Da complainingly.

Gong Da thought he had read it wrong, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, my eyes moved just now when I saw that painting."

Gong Er breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Gong Da's arm, "Brother, that's a painting, don't scare me!"

Gong Da scratched his head in embarrassment, "No more!"

The gazes of the few people moved away from the painting. At this moment, the eyeballs of the man in the painting moved. The eyes that were originally looking forward turned slightly lowered, and their eyes were fixed on Feng Ling and the others.

suddenly;

Feng Ling slammed the brick, and her eyes met the man in the portrait.

snort!
Feng Ling only glanced sideways at the portrait, let out a soft moan, and turned around to enter the room.

Seeing Feng Ling enter the room, several people quickly followed Feng Ling's footsteps.

The inside is obviously the wing room where the owner sleeps, and the outside room is blocked by a large screen. There is a canopy bed inside. The style is relatively simple. The owner of this wing room should be a man.

Beside the canopy bed, there is also a dressing table with a half-length mirror.

Yun Yao stayed by Feng Ling's side all the time, while Gong Da and Gong Er stayed by Gong Qing's side.

The three of Gong Qing only looked at the glasses, and then swept over.

Feng Ling paused in front of the mirror for a moment before walking away.

The moment Feng Ling left, a black shadow moved from far to near in the mirror, like a zoomed-in lens, a black shadow appeared in the mirror.

With a pale face, a pair of piercing eyes stared straight at Feng Ling and the others, with resentment in their eyes.

Feng Ling paused, then turned around suddenly, and the ghost in the mirror disappeared again.

Feng Ling took two steps back and stood in front of the mirror.

Yun Yao looked at Fengling suspiciously and then at the mirror, "Sister?"

Feng Ling didn't speak, but looked at herself in the mirror with thoughtful eyes.

Feng Ling only looked at it for a moment, then lowered her eyes, looked away, turned sideways, and made a gesture of leaving.

But what Feng Ling didn't see was that the shadow she left in the mirror did not disappear with her departure.

Feng Ling's shadow left in the mirror blinked, her clear eyes instantly became resentful, her eyeballs moved,
Then, a pair of dry hands suddenly grasped the frame of the mirror, as if to crawl out from the mirror
But before the ghost in the mirror crawled out, Feng Ling, who had already taken two steps, suddenly turned around, his figure flashed, and reappeared in front of the mirror, coming face to face with the ghost in the mirror.

Feng Ling smiled evilly, "Hehe. I found you!"

Ghost in the mirror: "." This is clearly my line!
The ghost in the mirror stared at Feng Ling quietly with a pair of penetrating eyeballs.

Feng Ling laughed lightly, and then, her expression turned cold, and she stretched out her hand directly into the mirror while Yun Yao was dumbfounded.

When Feng Ling's finger touched the mirror surface, it was not blocked by anything. The mirror surface was like a lake. ,

Then, Feng Ling directly grabbed the ghost in the mirror by the collar with one hand, and dragged the ghost out of the mirror;

"Ahhh." The ghost in the mirror panicked and yelled, "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

When Gong Qing, Gong Da, and Gong Da saw this scene, their eyes almost popped out.

He watched helplessly as the ghost in the mirror waved his hands and struggled with fear on his face. He wanted to break free from Feng Ling's shackles, but he was helpless.

Then, Feng Ling's hands increased strength, and the ghost in the mirror was actually dragged out of the mirror by Feng Ling.

First the head, then half the body.

"Ah, let me go, help!"

The ghost in the mirror was terrified, waved its withered claws, and shouted: Help!
Yun Yao: "."

Sister, so tough!

Gong Qing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, her eyes were full of joy.

He must have been blind back then, to dare to single out this kind of female Tyrannosaurus?
Gong Da and Gong Er's eyes were full of fear. In their impression, after seeing a ghost, human beings are always frightened and shouted: Help!
Never thought that ghosts could be so embarrassed.

Today, it was really an eye-opener.

Seeing the panic-stricken ghost begging for mercy, being dragged out of the mirror by Feng Ling like a dead dog, the two couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for the ghost in the mirror!

Just when half of the ghost in the mirror was dragged out of the mirror by Feng Ling, Feng Ling suddenly let go.

She let go!
Then, the ghost in the mirror was half outside and half inside the mirror, stuck.
Everyone: "Uh"

Feng Ling looked at the ghost in the mirror with great interest, then simply took out a talisman from his pocket and stuck it on the ghost in the mirror's forehead.

Immediately, he clenched his fist and gave the ghost in the mirror a heavy blow;
"Dare to scare me? Are you fat?"

"I let you scare me!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The ghost in the mirror was beaten by Feng Ling and screamed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't dare again!"

"Forgive me"

Everyone couldn't bear to close their eyes.

"Little friend, stop!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice sounded.

Feng Ling stopped her fists, and looked outside with precise eyes.

Feng Ling let go of her fist, and the ghost in the mirror wept bitterly. She wanted to retract her body into the mirror, but she couldn't move, so she could only be pitifully stuck in the frame.

Feng Ling raised her foot and walked to the outside, her gaze accurately fell on the portrait hanging on the middle hall, "Is it you who are talking?"

Yun Yao and Gong Qing hurriedly followed to the outside room, their gazes all fell on the portrait.

The person in the portrait moved his eyeballs, looked at everyone, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, like a real person, he was smiling.

"Not bad!"

Feng Ling sneered, "Who are you? How dare you play tricks in front of me?"

The middle-aged man said softly, "Don't be angry, little friend, I am the owner of this house!"

"Oh," Feng Ling was stunned, and then asked, "Those two female ghosts who want to recruit are your daughters?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "That's right," and then he asked Feng Ling quite proudly, "How is it, the old man has a good eye, right?"

A little Taoist is good, but a little monk.
Feng Ling still didn't tell the middle-aged man in front of him that the little monk had become a human being, so that he would feel a big gap and be sad.

Feng Ling felt that she was really a kind person!
However, Feng Ling suddenly asked the middle-aged man curiously, "Your daughter is getting married, why don't you preside over the wedding?"

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "They hold it once a year, nothing unusual."

Everyone: "."

Uh.
　Ghost in the Mirror: ~~~~(>_<)~~~~ Woohoo, for my poor sake, please give me a recommendation ticket
　　Otherwise, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
　　


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