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The woman ghost gritted her teeth, one could imagine how hot the hot water was just now.
Seeing his wife's appearance, his throat rolled.
He said, "Honey, let's have a baby."
Folk ghost:! ! !
"no!"
She subconsciously objected.
It was only later that I realized that I was not talking to my husband, and hurriedly explained: "No, you don't know that the River God Festival sacrifices a ghost baby every year. If a child is born and the father is not strong or powerful, Children will be chosen to be sacrificed in the River God Festival."
Every time the folk woman ghost said something, the man's face became ugly.
Humiliation flashed across his face.
Because what she said is true.
According to the current situation of their family, if a ghost baby is born, there is a great possibility that it will be selected as a sacrifice to the river god.
This is what he does not want to see.
But he was unwilling to give up for this reason.
In the end, he could only vent his grievances on his wife.
If the wife is a red-clothed ghost, even if he is not strong, the village would not dare to pick their children.
There was silence for a moment.
He said in a gloomy tone: "I'm going to change my clothes first, you can prepare meals later."
"No, no, husband, I have just started washing, and it may take a while."
Doubt flashed across the coward's face.
Doesn't my wife usually clean it simply, why is it a bit abnormal today.
However, when he thought that his wife might have been recuperating and hadn't washed for a few days, he wanted to wash for a longer time, and he was relieved again.
Go back to the bedroom.
He was slightly taken aback.
Because the sheets at home were also changed.
He was doing these things on weekdays, so he remembered very clearly that the sheets were just changed a few days ago, even if the supernatural battle between the headless old lady and his wife spread to the bedroom, otherwise there was no need to change them.
But the arrangement of other things is exactly the same as before he left.
It's not like being affected by supernatural powers.
So why change the sheets separately?
Doubt flashed across the coward's face.
How does he feel, something changed after he came back.
Chapter 204 The strategy is successful
Hearing the closing sound of the bedroom door, Shen Jian continued the operation just now.
Eyes move.
【Minister Ghost Zhou Qian】
[Current status: nervous, flustered, excited, happy. 】
[Favourability: 100 (obsession)]
A smile appeared on Shen Jian's face.
not easy.
He has worked hard for several days, and now it is finally time to harvest.
This is the fourth ghost that he has gained 100 favorability points.
Although most of them rely on the hypnotic ability of the ghost heart, the effect is also extremely significant.
He only came in the copy for the first seven or four days.
On the day of the funeral, it would be impossible for a ghost with -100 favorability points to reach 100 points in the normal way.
Even Patriarch Xue Nai, who has already fallen in love with him, only has more than 80 favorability points.
Can be imagined.
How much effect does having a hypnotic ghost mind play.
He didn't try to change this ghost's twisted love.
Instead, she transferred her love for her husband to herself.
He is now the husband in the eyes of the ghosts.
"You can't let your husband touch it without my permission."
Shen Jian whispered.
Then left here.
The civilian woman ghost collapsed on the ground.
Until ten minutes later.
Only then did he recover from the aftertaste.
"Honey, you're out."
Doubt flashed across the eyes of the cowardly ghost again, shouldn't the wife come out wrapped in a bathrobe in the past, why is it so formal today, wrapped tightly.
"By the way, is this quilt just for you? Just leave this kind of thing to me. You have only experienced a fierce battle. You need to cultivate yourself the most. How can you work hard?"
The coward licked and smiled, and leaned over.
Something strange flashed in the ghost woman's eyes.
Neither speak.
then.
She noticed her husband's fiery eyes.
In the past, she would have been happy.
but now……
"I'm not feeling well."
The ghost woman's eyes dodged.
I'm really not interested in my husband.
What's more, that person has already said, don't let my husband touch it.
She doesn't want to lose that person.
The cowardly ghost's face froze.
In the past, it was his wife who took the initiative, but he was not interested in it at all. He only felt that his wife was extremely scary.
Now, he has become active, but his wife is unwilling.
something wrong.
In the past few days when he was away, his wife definitely went through something.
Otherwise there wouldn't be such a big change.
It felt like a changed person.
Obviously the figure and appearance are the same, but he just feels that his wife seems to be a different person.
It seems a little cold. ?
Correct.
Just cold.
The unswerving infatuation in his eyes seemed to be gone.
Faintly, he felt as if he had lost something.
……
The night of the funeral.
Each household elects a representative to attend the funeral.
Ghost mother-in-law's family, Shen Jian volunteered.
The Gu instructor and his party also stopped in front of an old house.
Everyone has a yellow talisman on their body.
Used to cover the breath of the living.
According to the information they have learned in the past few days, the child of the village chief's family was buried.
And the old house in front of them was the village head's house.
Shen Jian looked over.
Under the faint moonlight.
An ancient house with red walls and large tiles that retains some of the ancient moat wall style caught their eyes.
It's very quiet around
But it also reveals a trace of weirdness.
There are so many ghosts coming in and out.
There is no sadness on every face, only a kind of excitement that the killing feast is about to start.
The ancient instructor looked solemn: "The night of the first seven days is the most dangerous time in the dungeon. If getting to know the villagers is a normal three-star dungeon difficulty, then the hunting folk custom in front of you is a completely half-four-star dungeon. No, it should be said It's a four-star dungeon!"
Hear this.
The crowd suddenly panicked.
The four-star copy, they may not be able to touch it in this life.
It was a domain that only ghost controllers at the level of city leaders could control. Ordinary people who entered it would only be torn to pieces by ghosts in an instant.
"What are you panicking, Lord Yan Luo has brought us to meet a lot of villagers in the past few days, everyone has now completed the side missions, met no less than five villagers, and there are yellow talismans attached to them, only you don't act so deadly that you take the initiative to provoke ghosts, Normally it's fine."
Fangyuan said calmly.
Everyone looked weird.
Is that called getting acquainted?
Has anyone ever seen someone chasing and beating someone with a stick and forcing someone to recognize him?
Thinking.
Everyone has already stepped into the old house.
Entering the door is a courtyard, a row of doors on the left are closed, and there are a lot of wood outside the house. The windows of the rooms on the right have been broken. From the furnishings inside, it can be seen that this place has been abandoned.
There is a well in front of the yard, and a tall tree is planted next to it.
Bursts of cloudy air hit.
The ancient instructor's face was solemn: "Plant a tree of shame in the front yard, a willow tree in the back yard, a well beside the tree of shame, two houses with two canals, facing north and south, this is a bad omen, it is an ancient ritual of summoning souls and raising ghosts .”
"I've heard similar stories in my hometown."
Tang Xin also said at this time:
"There is a shame in front of the door, a hundred ghosts walk at night, add a well, and all ghosts return to their nests."
Hear this.