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Chapter 38 Midnight worship (3)

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    Yin Yang looked at Ye Gucheng suspiciously: "I heard from Granny Yan that you are a black seedling practicing evil methods. Several villages in Baifenling were killed by you. You collect their souls to practice Nanyang magic."

    Ye Gucheng was stunned for a moment, and a chuckle came out of his throat: "During the banquet just now, you also saw all the people in the village. Let me ask you, do they look like ghosts?"

    We both shook our heads, and Ye Gucheng suddenly realized, "That's right! You two were brainwashed by that old woman, and you will know in the future that Yan Ying is far more terrifying than you imagined, she hides too deeply.  "

    I thought about the resurrection of Granny Yan, and asked Ye Gucheng if he knew anything.

    "Since I fought with her, she died of anger and then resurrected strangely. I feel that this person is very strange. I suspect that she is not a living person, but some kind of dirty thing."

    I felt a little nervous, and Yin Yang said from the side, "I still don't understand, what is the origin of that old woman?"

    Ye Gucheng's eyes showed a cold light: "Actually, old lady Yan and I have dealt with each other many years ago. I was still young at that time. One night, when I passed by the border of southern Fujian, I happened to see a person sneaking around and poaching other people's houses.  Graves, that person dug more than a dozen graves in a row, and the coffins and bones were turned over everywhere, and it looked like she was looking for some kind of suitable corpse."

    "I'm not a nosy person, I don't bother to meddle in such nosy matters, but I never thought that this man would dig a grave, but he actually lit a fire, burned the body, and smashed the bones into pieces  .¡±

    "The technique of cultivating Gu is prevalent in Miaojiang. Influenced by the family of Xiangxi's exorcising corpses and the technique of lowering the head in the southeast, under the conflict between the cultures of the north and the south, the development of local metaphysics can be described as contentious. But I have lived so long, and this is the first time I have seen it.  Someone put the ashes on himself."

    Glancing at us, Ye Gucheng shook his head and said, "When I saw her grabbing a handful of ashes and stuffing them into her mouth I couldn't bear it anymore and rushed up."

    "From then on, this beam will be closed."

    To be honest, I don't really believe what Ye Gucheng and Granny Yan said, but Yin Yang obviously does.

    He hesitated for a while, and pointed to a man and a woman kneeling in the room, what happened to the young couple?  I have been kneeling for a long time.  "

    Ye Gucheng's expression returned to gloomy: "Can't you see it? Those are two corpses."

    In fact, I have vaguely guessed it, but I just don't want to say it out. After hearing Ye Gucheng reveal the answer, the hairs all over my body stood on end:

    Yin Yang glanced at the woman in the red wedding gown, then at the young man in the birthday suit, and said a little horrified, "I heard from my grandfather before, could this bea matching bone?"

    Ye Gucheng did not shy away from it. He said that the woman in the red wedding dress was her niece who died of a rare disease. The young man happened to be from the village. He was not bad, and he looked good.

    "My niece was walking alone. I was worried, so I thought about finding a companion for her. There would also be someone to take care of me on Huangquan Road. For her, this is a good thing to accumulate virtue."

    I suddenly thought of me and Feng Qingming, but our situation is different, I am a living person.

    Ye Gucheng glanced at the sky, and said that the time had come, and it was time to start worshiping.

    He sat on the teacher's chair, and said in a high voice: "Today, there is Ye Hongyan, and Zhang Pu is married here. They have been together for a hundred years and will never be separated"

    I was quite afraid of this scene, but also very curious. Yin Yang glanced at the dead body of the bride in the wedding dress and gold and silver jewelry, and whispered: "It's quite beautiful. It's just that the face is a little pale!"

    I hurriedly hissed at him, signaling to stop talking nonsense, at this moment, the bride's head suddenly tilted and moved towards us.

    It was as if she had heard Yin Yang speak.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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