Chen Xiangjun came to the bedroom angrily, and the ghost niche stored in the corner disappeared.
"Miss? What's wrong?" The maids were also confused by this scene.
"Of course you mortals don't know this with your naked eyes! Hurry up and ask the concierge in which direction that guy Lu Junru ran!!"
Chen Xiangjun almost showed a roaring posture. The maids were frightened by his terrifying appearance and immediately ran towards the palace gate in panic.
Finally, when he arrived at the gate of the other courtyard, he ran into Chen Yongfu head-on.
"Hey! What did you do!"
Chen Yongfu was knocked to the ground with his head. The bridge of his nose felt like it was broken, and his nose was bleeding red.
"I'm sorry, sir, we didn't mean it! It was the lady..."
"Xiangjun, what's wrong with her?! Tell me quickly, I'm so anxious!"
When Chen Yongfu saw that the panic among the maids was caused by Chen Xiangjun, he immediately became worried, thinking that his daughter was possessed by a ghost.
"Don't worry, members of the public. There is no way for any evil thing to escape."
Cui Wenzi slowly stroked his beard, his face looking calm and calm.
Just kidding, not long ago, I and my apprentice destroyed a large monster that was close to the level of disaster, so I was naturally very confident at this moment.
"Then there is Taoist Lau Cui. You are really the savior of our house."
Chen Yongfu had met Cui Wenzi a long time ago, and it was Cui Wenzi who said that his hall was dark, but he didn't take it seriously before and was even very angry.
Because anyone who is blackmailed by the Cursed Seal Hall will definitely be angry.
But then Chen Xiangjun's abnormality and some abnormal phenomena in the mansion made Chen Yongfu feel that what Cui Wenzi said was true.
He started to panic.
So they sent people all over the city to look for the three masters and disciples of Cui Wenzi, and finally met them at the city gate this afternoon.
The servants did not dare to delay and immediately invited Cui Wenzi to the house.
"Needless to say, it is the duty of practitioners like me to conquer demons." Cui Wenzi walked in the direction of the bedroom with square steps, and suddenly exclaimed: "Huh? Such a strong literary spirit, at least three As high as four stories.
In addition to Mr. Chen, your family actually knows an expert from the Confucian Temple. "
"What kind of Confucian temple, what kind of master, Taoist priest, what are you talking about?" Chen Yongfu looked confused.
"Um...this was written by Mr. Lu. He even borrowed a mop from us at noon."
A maid spoke timidly.
"Mr. Lu? Which Mr. Lu?" Chen Yongfu was a little confused. He knew all the rural gentlemen in Qingyang County, but there was no one named Lu.
"It's the young lady's childhood playmate, Lu Junru, the eldest son of Lu Xiucai's family."
A maid who grew up serving Chen Xiangjun began to explain. After all, the maid had been with Chen Xiangjun since she was a child, so she naturally knew very well who her childhood friends were.
"It's actually him?"
Chen Yongfu was greatly surprised. He had some impression of Lu Junru. He was a poor boy. If it weren't for Chen Xiangjun, he wouldn't even have the money to attend a private school.
"Miss Chen seems to have formed a good relationship. With him taking action, the Chen family's weirdness may not need Pindao."
"No! He can't solve that ghost niche at all!"
At this moment, Chen Xiangjun suddenly broke through the door panel and walked out. He fell out of the wheelchair, his hair was disheveled, and he looked extremely tired.
"Xiangjun! What did you do? Are you okay?"
When Chen Yongfu saw his precious daughter in this state, he felt extremely sad.
"I'm fine. The one who's really in trouble is Lu Junru! Even if he wanted to help, he should have discussed it with me in advance! He has no idea how scary that ghost niche is, let alone what its killing rules are!"
Chen Xiangjun's face was pale, but she clearly remembered that one of the rules of killing in ghost niches is that they must not be discarded.
Otherwise, something even more terrifying will happen.
That kind of thing is definitely more ferocious than the Yaksha that attacked Bai Duo.
Lu Junru is very powerful, but in Chen Xiangjun's eyes, he is definitely not as powerful as Bai Duo.
Even Bai Duo couldn't resist the power of the ghost niche's third wish, and Lu Junru had no choice but to wait for death.
"Miss Chen, it seems that you have always known about it." Cui Wenzi understood as soon as he heard this, and said with a regretful expression: "Do you know that people who associate with ghosts will not end well?"
"I know now that those two adulterers and adulterers deserved their death, and I was not touched at all by the ghosts who took their lives.
But now the only person who truly loves me is about to die. I regret it, I really regret it.
If the cost of using the ghost niche is losing Lu Junru, then I would rather not do it!
Master, I beg you, can you go and save him? "
Chen Xiangjun knelt on the ground, tears rolling down his face, crying like pear blossoms and rain.
"Hey, why are you doing this! It's okay, I'm lucky, I have to rely on you again this time."
Cui Wenzi looked helplessly at Xifu beside him and found that her eyes were also red, obviously she was touched.
So naturally he was happy to use his heavenly curse ability for Chen Xiangjun.
boom!
Accompanied by bursts of loud heartbeats, Xifu's eyes were ignited with blazing golden pupils, and the coercion revealed on his body made Chen Fu and other mortals crawl to the ground.
"God!" Chen Yongfu had only one thought in his mind.
'Heavenly Curse·Ghost Bride'
Xifu spoke softly and continued singing, and the shadows under her feet became more and more vivid.
Then the shadow suddenly exploded, splattering like ink.
It turns into threads spreading in all directions.
These are all messages that communicate strange things. The ghost niche is mysterious. As long as it has stayed in the Chen Mansion, Xifu will be able to find traces of it with these black threads.
It can be said that he is the leader in tracking down the heaven-like curse.
"hiss....."
Veins popped out on Xifu's forehead, and the constantly changing scene in his mind finally settled.
"Valleys, pools, broken bridges."
Xifu struggled to speak, and she could only make a brief sound when she used the power of the curse.
"Mr. Chen, what kind of place is this?" Cui Wenzi was not a local, so he had no idea what place Xifu was describing.
"Actually, I don't know either. What Miss Xifu described is too abstract."
Chen Yongfu shook his head helplessly.
"Then go and find the local county annals! There must be records in them! All the mountains and rivers in Qingyang have been recorded."
Chen Xiangjun said anxiously.
"But it's owned by the government."
"Then go and beg them! Bai Duo!! Don't you want my life! I tell you, you guessed it right, the murderer behind the scenes is me! Take me away! Go to the two Sihai Escort Agency The dead souls atone for their sins and give an explanation to the people of Qingyang!"
Chen Xiangjun raised her head and looked around. She felt a sense of crisis from just now. She originally thought it was a ghost niche causing trouble.
But after the ghost niche was taken away by Lu Junru, this feeling like a ray of light still lingered on.
Then there is only one reason. In the entire Qingyang, Bai Duo is the only one who wants to kill her.
Sure enough, on a beam, Chen Long's dark shadow flashed past.
"Don't leave! Come and kill me! I'll give you my life in exchange for a chance to take action. Aren't you a parent?! Lu Junru is innocent, and you have an obligation to save him!"
Chen Xiangjun's voice gradually became longer, and Chenlong galloped across the night sky.
"Damn, the only person left on the list is Chen Xiangjun. I didn't expect that she was really the murderer behind the scenes.
But she had already self-destructed and even revealed the Lord's name. If I had killed her by force just now, I would probably have brought reputation trouble to the Lord.
And there were experts protecting her.
This is difficult to handle, so we should go back and discuss it with the Lord. "
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