Novel: She married a peasant man, and the evil mother-in-law was stalled, and the mother-in-law had to set up a situation to force her to divorce when she died

Hanging ghosts, especially such small ghosts that have just taken shape, as long as they are well prepared, it is not difficult to deal with.

Zuo Thirteen's physical condition was far worse than he had imagined, Wuji True Qi and the Dragon tiger Seven Forgiveness Seals were completely useless, even the Yang Qi in his body was almost the same as that of ordinary people.

Under such physical conditions, if Zuo Thirteen wanted to deal with the hanging ghost, he had to rely on external forces.

Although the Sword of The Sword of the Sword of the

The sword cannot be used, so it can only be used with the most common exorcism items: chicken bones, black dog blood, wicker, copper coins, and even cinnabar and rice can deal with hanging ghosts, but the best exorcism is still the six-ding-liujia exorcism charm in the fat man's hand, but the cinnabar used in the exorcism charm in the fat man's hand is fake, and it is not used at all.

Zuo Thirteen had just made a plan in his heart, when he saw Luo Zhipeng carrying a basket and walking in from outside.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he greeted Zuo Thirteen, who nodded in response, and then asked him:

"Luo Zhipeng, I have something I want to ask you."

"Captain Xiaodao, if there is anything you can ask." Luo Zhipeng said and walked over to Zuo Thirteen.

"What kind of person do you think your daughter-in-law, Li Cuicui, is?" Zuo Thirteen asked.

When Luo Zhipeng heard the name "Li Cuicui", a look of disgust and anger was obviously revealed on his face:

"Don't mention her to me!" I plan to divorce her. Luo Zhipeng said.

Zuo Thirteen listened and nodded:

"Well, it's not fun to torture each other."

"Now if it weren't for the rule of law, I could have killed her, my mother just let her die alive, it was I who was blind in the first place, and I married such a non-human thing into the door!!" The more Luo Zhipeng said, the more angry he became.

The suicide note written by his mother in blood contained words that made Luo Zhipeng unable to forgive Li Cuicui for the rest of his life.

"Alas..." Zuo Thirteen sighed and didn't say anything more, because he knew very well that such a misunderstanding could not be solved at all, and perhaps separation was the best outcome for the two of them.

"We are staying tonight, intending to overtake your mother's wronged soul." Zuo Thirteen said.

"Thank you very much, but I am now penniless, and the money to buy vegetables is on credit, you see..."

Zuo Thirteen interrupted Luo Zhipeng's words:

"You don't have to give me money, you just have to leave the house after dinner tonight."

Luo Zhipeng nodded his head after listening:

"Sure no problem!" Saying what he remembered, he immediately added:

"But we can say ugly things in the front, if you have any accidents in my house at night, but it has nothing to do with me, then we have to write a letter of exemption first."

"All right, go, let's go into the house." Zuo Thirteen said and returned to the house.

After Luo Zhipeng entered the house, he only glanced at Li Cuicui's room, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

During dinner, Luo Zhipeng ate and drank enough on his own, and after writing a letter of exemption from responsibility with Zuo Thirteen, he left and went to live in the relatives' house in the village for a while.

After Luo Zhipeng left, Li Cuicui, accompanied by An Rushuang, came out to eat.

After dinner, Zuo Thirteen asked Fat Zi and An Rushuang to stay with Li Cuicui, while he himself went outside to find a few wickers and a handful of eaves soil.

Now Zuo Thirteen did not have the blessing of True Qi, and could only use the most basic method of exorcising ghosts.

The Maoshan Daoist Encyclopedia that he carried with him, as well as the tears of the cow, played a role at the critical moment.

In fact, zuo thirteen, at the very beginning of noticing that his body cultivation was constantly regressing, began to put his backpack into the commonly used exorcism and avoidance of evil spirits, such as cow tears, cinnabar, copper coins, and ink buckets, just in case.

It's never a mistake to plan ahead.

The wicker can drive away ghosts, and Zuo Thirteen divided the wicker in his hand into four parts and handed them to An Rushuang, Fat Zi and Li Cuicui respectively, letting them take it with them, and the wicker could definitely protect them at the critical moment.

The fat man was a little dismissive, looked at the wicker in his hand and said:

"I said Brother, you are a bit depressed, what is our identity?" Dealing with a small hanging ghost actually has to use wicker, which is said not to be laughed off by other peers. ”

"You don't have an onion on the pig's nose there—pretend to be an elephant, hurry up and get it!"

An Rushuang also smiled and said to the fat man:

"Ru Cao's miraculous powers are unpredictable, and Hu bu ascends to heaven and is poor and poor?"

The fat man is puzzled:

"What do you mean?"

"You're so powerful, why don't you go to heaven?"

"Whatever day he goes up, he has a hard time going to Kang." Zuo Thirteen smiled.

The fat man pinned the wicker in his hand to his waist:

"Who do I say you two lose by singing and harmonizing?" And that Tang Dynasty, give me the whole text at every turn, do you really not understand when I am illiterate? It's not fat grandpa I'm bragging to you here, if I was born in the Tang Dynasty, then there would be no Li Bai Dufu or anything at all, my cultural attainments and understanding of poetry, it is simply unprecedented, no one after me. ”

"Fat man, you can stop, you don't say I'm your brother when you go out later, I feel ashamed." Zuo Thirteen said.

"After a while, you will see well, especially Cuicui Sister, you will put your heart back into your stomach, there is a fat grandfather I am here, as long as the old woman dares to come, it will definitely make her soul fly away!" The fat man patted his chest and promised Li Cuicui.

The fat man thinks that Li Cuicui is a good girl, he even has some hatred and jealousy of Luo Zhipeng, why marry such a good girl but do not know how to cherish?

People can't just look at their appearance, some people are tattooed, but they can't bear to step on a cockroach, and some people are clean, but they do things that violate the law and discipline, and it is the biggest prejudice to judge people by their appearance.

Li Cuicui nodded, she fully believed the promise made to her by the fat man Hu Yijun.

This is also the first time in these days that she feels that she still has someone to care about, she looks at the fat man's back, and can't help but shed tears...

The time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was ten o'clock in the night.

Left Thirteen, Fat Zi, An Rushuang and Li Cuicui all gathered in the room, staring at the south house through the window.

There were always no exceptions happening there.

Seeing this, Zuo Thirteen couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Could it be that the old lady who hanged the ghost sensed that they had made sufficient preparations and did not appear tonight?

"Brother, I have a suggestion." The fat man spoke.

"What suggestion?" Zuo Thirteen asked.

"We have to send a man to go fishing, take the initiative, and go into the south house to lure out the hanging ghost." The fat man said.

Zuo Thirteen nodded after listening, indicating that he very much agreed with the fat man's suggestion:

"Okay, then there you go!"

When the fat man listened, he scolded in his heart: Zuo Thirteen, I will go to your uncle! This is to dig a pit for yourself and jump in!