husband from hell

Chapter 172 Sweet Taste
As long as the yin and yang technique of controlling ghosts is separated, it will be much easier to separate Cheng Ke from me and catch me.

I felt chills on my back, if the second grandpa did all those things...

In front of all the ghost raisers, he did all the things that framed Wei Qiancheng?If the anonymous letter from Huiren Hotel and the reception at the mysterious Youming Villa were all planned by him.

He wants my life, for longevity.

When did this start... He is a long-lived walker. Could it be that for the sake of longevity, he can use all kinds of means, all of them?
For some reason, his steps became a little unsteady, and he staggered as if he couldn't stand. No matter what, he couldn't imagine that the man behind the scenes that he had been trying to find for a long time was actually the second grandpa...

But at this moment, a crisp and sweet voice shouted: "Grandmothers, you also know the famous Luqiao? It is said that longevity is on her body. The mothers-in-law asked her to take out the longevity and open it for me. Can you open your eyes?"

I turned my head and saw Eleven sitting on the top of the wall at some point, dangling his feet, smiling at me with squinted eyes, and said, "I didn't enjoy watching the play just now."

When the old ladies heard Eleven's words, they immediately stared at me: "Are you the Lu Qiao who defeated Wei Changsheng? Changsheng... is really here with you?"

"I really don't know what longevity is," I sighed, because I saw the growing greed in the eyes of the three old ladies.

Longevity, longevity, everyone's dream, but I hope that the relationship with longevity can be divided as far away as possible.

Of course Cheng Ke also noticed it, and stood sideways in front of me, looked at the three old ladies, and said clearly: "That's a rumor."

"Of course they won't admit it!" Eleven said with a smile: "Grandma, Eleven and I are useless. There is no one else in Jinyu now. If you don't eat this alone, it will probably be cheaper in a short time." someone else."

Together, the three old ladies seem to have decided to join in the fun.

"Rumors..." An old lady's face darkened first, and said to us: "If you don't look, how do you know?"

As he said that, he slapped the ground with one hand, and a paper figurine rose up against the wind, and suddenly became a big boss in front of us, pressing towards me.

When Cheng Ke joined hands, the paper figurine immediately sparked a fire, and it burned with a brush.

I stepped back and looked sideways at Eleven who watched the excitement and was not afraid of getting angry: "You really don't spare your life."

"Fate is meant to be squandered," Eleven squinted his eyes and smiled, "Who knows what will happen tomorrow? Anyway, I live every day as if it were my last, so that I won't regret it."

I frowned. At this moment, those old ladies had already seen that Jinyuli was completely silent, so they opened their hands earlier and took out another paper figurine, rushing towards us and crushing it.

Cheng Ke lowered his voice and said, "If you insist on going your own way and rely on the old to sell the old, then don't blame us for not respecting the old and respecting the virtuous."

"Sister, he said we are old!" An old lady said angrily: "If you don't show them how strong it is, they don't know that ginger is still old and hot!"

With that said, an old lady took out something from behind and threw it towards Cheng Ke!
That thing came in a hurry, but I could see clearly that it was a firecracker!
The firecracker that Yin Ling fears most!

I hurriedly held Cheng Ke back: "Get out of the way first!"

The firecracker drew an arc in mid-air, narrowly landed on the place where Cheng Ke was standing just now, and exploded with a "bang".

Cheng Ke frowned. Originally, he always wanted to be merciful to the old man, but now he couldn't care less. With a wave of his slender and white hand, the old ladies saw that the yin energy suddenly became stronger. Quickly and nimbly dodged, taking advantage of this time, Cheng Ke slapped the ground with one hand, and the old ladies suddenly fell down as if they were torn off by something, and they all fell down, embarrassed, and uttered "Oh ... the screams came.

"Tsk..." Eleven was very disappointed, and said, "I thought my mother-in-law was so powerful, why did she fall down so easily? It's boring!'
After finishing speaking, he followed the wall and jumped down very lightly like a kitten.

It is indeed the version 2.0 of Ah Jiu.

I didn't care about her, so I held down a few old ladies first: "In this case, let's save some effort. Tell me, who is that person in Kunlun Mountain?"

"Why tell you..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw that the old lady's body sank a little to the ground, as if being pressed down hard by an invisible force!

"Sister!" Seeing this, the other two old ladies were also anxious: "We said we said that the one on Kunlun Mountain is a brother of our family!"

"Brother?" I hurriedly asked, "What kind of person is he?"

"At that time, everyone couldn't get enough to eat. He saw that the Taoist temple in Kunlun Mountain had a few plots of land where he could eat some vegetables he had grown, so he became a Taoist priest." An old lady looked at the "big sister" anxiously. He said anxiously: "It is true that you have achieved success in cultivation, but relying on your own ability, you have offended many people, so we are not allowed to tell the outside about his whereabouts, lest the enemy will target you..."

"He..." I swallowed my saliva, and asked the question I was most worried about: "Will he really be able to unravel the technique of yin and yang to control ghosts?"

"Yes, yes, this is possible!" An old lady hurriedly said: "There is a man named Wei Laojiu, who used to rely on the technique of yin and yang to control ghosts. He was awesome for a while, but he happened to meet him. People don't agree with each other, so it's not easy to deal with them. The Taoism he practiced specializes in breaking ghosts, and in the Taoism he learned, there happened to be a way to break yin and yang and control ghosts, so he broke Wei Laojiu. wrong!"

It turns out that on the Kunlun Mountains, the tall man my grandfather spoke of was a Taoist priest...

"Let me ask you one last question." I said, "Yang Bugui, who played cards with you, is there anything wrong recently?"

"Is something wrong?" Several old ladies looked at each other and said, "Is there?"

"Ah, that's right," an old lady suddenly said, "Crazy Yang, if something is wrong these days, it may be that he seems to have been injured a few days ago, he smells bloody all over his body, and his legs are obviously crippled. It will be fine in two days, is this something wrong?"

"That's right," said an old lady, "the smell of blood hits my nose!"

My heart tightened: "Does it still have a sweet, disgusting smell?"

The old ladies glanced at each other and shook their heads blankly: "Sweet? We don't know about that."

Strange, the sweet smell is so bad, how could they not smell it?
"Lu Qiao, what's wrong with you, your face is very ugly..." Cheng Ke frowned, and asked solemnly: "What kind of sweetness is it..."

I left those old ladies behind, and ran towards Doctor Ma's house at the corner of Jinyuli: "I'm going to Doctor Ma's place now, to find the second grandpa, and ask the matter clearly!"

(End of this chapter)