"Tangyaozi, I'm going to kill her, she deserves to go to hell!" Yang Ruoqing grabbed Luo Fengtang's arm tightly and gritted her teeth.
Luo Fengtang's cold eyes were also filled with coldness.
"If it were a living person, she would be killed with one knife. But now she is just a wisp of evil spirit. Let's kill her uncle's body with one knife!" He said.
"I don't care, I don't care, I want her to go to the eighteenth level of hell!" Yang Ruoqing became excited and turned around to find the knife, but Luo Fengtang pulled her back tightly and hugged her from behind.
"Qing'er, calm down and listen to what I have to say!" he said in a deep voice.
"No, I can't calm down. She stole my son. I want to eat her alive!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Suddenly she remembered why she felt a touch of contempt and ridicule in Wang Shuanzi's eyes when she first saw the possessed Wang Shuanzi on the bed at Lao Wang's house.
It turns out, that’s how it is!
"She is an evil ghost who came up from hell. I want her to vanish into ashes and never be reincarnated forever!"
"Tangyaozi, please let go. I'm going to kill her. I want to avenge Chen'er!" Yang Ruoqing said again, trying to break free from Luo Fengtang's imprisonment.
Luo Fengtang hugged her closer and whispered in her ear: "Chen'er is also my son, and I hate her no less than you!"
"But we can't be blinded by hatred. I still say that this matter is a bit urgent. If we hurt your uncle and let her run away again, we will lose more than we gain!" he said.
After some comfort from him, Yang Ruoqing calmed down a little.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked up at Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang frowned, "There will definitely be a way..."
…
Shenpo Li did not follow Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongzhi back to the village, but she brought back the message.
"Shen Po Li said that the female ghost that entangled Shuanzi this time was an evil ghost who did all kinds of bad things during her lifetime."
"Her death was in vain, which made her resentment even greater. So after she went to the underworld, she was punished. The punishment only slightly eliminated some of the sins she had committed during her lifetime, but it did not eliminate her resentment."
"He sneaked up here and got wrapped around our Shuanzi. To be honest, it's all due to some unknown cause and effect."
In the east room of the old Yang family's old house, Yang Huazhong was telling the other members of the old Yang family the details of his trip to the county seat to meet with Mrs. Li.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were naturally among them.
"What's the cause and effect?" Yang Huamei asked.
"My Shuanzi is a person who wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken. He has the most kind heart and is not in good health. How could he be related to evil spirits?" she asked in confusion.
Yang Huazhong said: "It's not Shuanzi's cause and effect, it's our old Yang family's cause and effect. Shuanzi is the son-in-law of our old Yang family, so naturally it's related to cause and effect."
"Huh?" Yang Huamei was even more puzzled.
Yang Yongzhi interjected: "Third uncle, you might as well tell them directly that the female ghost who haunted uncle Shuanzi is actually Fu'er's mother Qian!"
"What?"
"who?"
The house suddenly exploded.
Except for Yang Ruoqing, his wife, and Yang Ruolan, everyone else's expressions changed in shock.
The dry tobacco pole in Old Yangtou's hand fell to the ground. The old man quickly leaned over to pick up the dry tobacco pole and asked Yang Huazhong in a trembling voice: "Old Third, who do you think you are?"
Yang Huazhong frowned, "Back then, the Qian family that my second brother brought back from outside..."
"Ah?" Lao Yangtou's jaw almost dropped in shock.
Sun and Bao Suyun were so shocked that they covered their mouths and their faces turned pale.
Zhao Liu'er was the grandson's daughter-in-law who later married into the old Yang family. She only knew that Kuai Fu'er was not Jin's biological child.
No one in Lao Yang's family mentioned who Fu'er's parents were.
One time she couldn't help it anymore and asked Yang Yongzhi privately, asking if Fu'er was a street child picked up from outside.
Yang Yongzhi only told her that Fu'er was the grandson of the old Yang family and the son of his late second uncle.
Zhao Liuer was even more surprised.
Since they are both the sons of the deceased second uncle, why do you guys mention only Lan Yatou and Bai Xiaozi but never mention Fu'er when talking about the second wife's children?
Lan Yatou, the elder sister, was very obedient to Boy Bai, but she never looked at Fu'er seriously.
The children at home never play with Fu'er.
Fu'er has always been alone with his aunt Jin. He is over six years old and almost seven years old, and no one has mentioned sending him to school.
And whether it’s Bai Xiaozi, Xiao An, or Dabao who are older than him at home,
Still younger than him are Dabai, Xiaohei and Dazhi,
Even girls like Luo Baobao, Mian Mian and Xiu Xiu will be sent to their home schools to learn calligraphy after the Chinese New Year.
But no one offered to send Fu'er to school.
Everyone chose to ignore Fu'er's existence. It seemed that as long as the Jin family gave him something to eat and something to wear, it would be enough to prevent him from starving to death and freezing to death?
With such doubts, Zhao Liuer later asked Yang Yongzhi.
Yang Yongzhi, who had never hidden anything from her, was cruel to her for the first time and forbade her from asking any more questions.
Is this a taboo of the old Yang family? Zhao Liuer then didn't dare to ask any more questions.
At this moment, she raised her ears and continued to listen.
On the bed, Mrs. Tan spat on the ground and said viciously: "After doing this for a long time, it turns out that the prostitute is still there?"
"Isn't it a good thing to be alive? If you do all the bad things, why don't you stop after you die?"
"She still dares to come up and cause trouble for our old Yang family? If she doesn't get wiped out in ashes and never be reincarnated forever, my surname will not be Tan!" Tan said angrily.
Everyone else in the room looked solemn and silent.
Yang Huamei burst into tears.
"Oh my god, she got caught in my bolt, and it's over now!" she said.
"She was killed by our second brother by mistake. This resentment will definitely not go away. She is entangled with Shuanzi this time, and most likely she wants to seek revenge on our old Yang family!"
"Oh my god, who is it bad for her to possess? She wants to possess my Shuanzi? My Shuanzi's body and bones are not good to begin with. Most of her life has been lost this time. What should I do!"
Here, Mrs. Liu said: "People have Yang Fire in their bodies. People with strong Yang Fire will not dare to be approached by ghosts or the like."
"Look at Tang Yazi and the others. They can kill a cow with one punch. The ghost will definitely take a detour after seeing it."
"Look at Yongxian, a scholar who has a great righteousness in him. Even if he travels to the mountainside and the village every day, the ghost does not dare to come close."
"Look at your Shuanzi. If you have a weak body, a weak body, a weak righteousness, a sick body, and Yang deficiency, then the Yang fire will be weak. If this is weak, evil things will like to mess with it." Mrs. Liu said. .
Yang Huamei was dumbfounded, and when it was over, she covered her face and cried.
"What can we do? Wuwuwu..."
People in the room felt helpless when they heard Yang Huamei's cry.
This thing is so evil.
It's not like there's a pustule on the body. Just pop it and squeeze it and it'll be fine.
This thing is ethereal, invisible and intangible, but it still exists, just like a fist hitting an embroidered pillow. It really makes people worry!
