The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Chapter 11
The human hand is so lifelike and clear that it could never have been formed by accident.

It's Kong Qianyu!It must be her fault!

When his father first found Kong Qianyu, he told her at home that she had grown up in a Taoist temple and had learned some shady magic, and now she came to the Meng family to harm people.

How can a decent and good girl walk around in a Taoist robe every day?

Meng Yu'an touched his injured arm, and there was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes.
Kong Qianyu, who still didn't know that she was hated by her cheap sister, was sitting on the window sill, staring at the Huang family villa diagonally opposite.

The evil energy soaring into the sky was glowing with blood red, which was particularly conspicuous in the night.

Tonight is July [-]th, the day when the gates of hell are wide open and the Yin energy is at its strongest.

The evil ghost had basked in the moonlight, absorbed enough Yin Qi, and was resentful. It had become a climate at this time, and Huang Mingshuo would most likely not survive tonight.

She just had to sit here and be on guard.

She didn't care about the revenge of evil spirits, but running out to hurt innocent people was definitely not okay.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Meng Lingze sneaked out of the back door alone, not knowing where he was going.

He alone dares to go out tonight?Haha, don’t bring anything unclean back~
At 09:30, Huang Mingshuo dragged his tired body back home.

His son died young and he had no heirs. He couldn't trust anyone to hand over the business of the company, so he could only take care of it himself.

He opened the door and changed his shoes and entered the restaurant. He was so hungry that he didn't see the late night snack that he should have prepared, and he felt a little unhappy.

The servants are becoming more and more lazy. Are there any rules in this house?
"Mother Zhou." No one in the kitchen answered.

"Xiao Min, Xiao Qing?" The two servants said nothing.

"You're back? Wait for me to serve you some soup, it's just stewed." Huang Mingshuo was about to go to the kitchen to find out why no one was at home when a pleasant female voice suddenly sounded.

There was a tenderness unique to Jiangnan women in her voice, but it made Huang Mingshuo's hair stand on end instantly!
It was clearly the voice of his ex-wife who had been dead for more than ten years!
The woman's brisk high-heeled shoes hit the ground, coming from far and near in the kitchen. Soon, she appeared in sight with a slightly chubby figure.

Huang Mingshuo wanted to scream and run away, but his whole body was stiff and he couldn't even move. He stared straight at the woman walking towards him step by step, holding a bowl of steaming soup in his hand.

"Husband, you have worked really hard for this family. I made your favorite Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup."

Familiar scenes, familiar memories.

I still remember that in his early years, he didn't have much money. His family only ran a small supermarket, and he relied on the support of his wife's natal family to make ends meet.

The first house I bought through frugality was very small, with two bedrooms and one living room, more than [-] square meters. It was also piled full of all kinds of goods, and you would bump your head if you walked accidentally.

However, it is small and full, but it feels like home everywhere.

When he comes home after closing the shop, his wife will always be waiting for him under the dim light, with a cup of soup already prepared. He drinks the soup while she chats about trivial matters in life.

Extraordinarily warm.

Looking back now, all that remains is the anomaly.

If it is your ex-wife who has been dead for more than ten years, she was still broken into pieces with her flesh and blood flying everywhere, but now she appears in front of you alive, is it still warm?

His ex-wife gained weight due to childbirth, and from then on, he began to look down on her, thinking she was fat and slovenly.

A man with little money can still spend time, not to mention that he will have money later.

Isn’t it natural for men to be flirtatious?

She had to cry, had to toss, and toss until the end, which wore away the last trace of his friendship, and she firmly wanted a divorce.

He didn't treat her badly. He gave her every penny that was due. He just wanted freedom and a young and beautiful wife. What was wrong with him? "Dad, I miss mom, where is mom?"

Huang Mingshuo lowered his head, and his pale adult son sat at his feet, stretching his trouser legs again and again, but the sounds he made from his mouth were like those of a five or six-year-old child.

The shrill sound echoed in the empty room.

What does it feel like to be extremely scared?Huang Mingshuo's limbs were stiff, his tongue was knotted, and there was a chill in his heart. The ghosts of his ex-wife and son looked at him with a smile.

If the son hadn't been too big and the ex-wife's face was too pale, outsiders would have praised her as a happy family.

His ex-wife came closer, and the cold air hit him, making him tremble with cold in the seventh month of the lunar calendar when autumn tigers were in power.

"Husband, our family of three will be able to be together again soon."

The next second, his body lightened, his legs flew into the air and then landed on the ground. He suddenly found himself standing on the roof of the building, only one step away from the eaves.

How could he not be familiar with this place?

Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, it was the second before he jumped from here and landed.

Originally, my ex-wife also died here.

"Yingjuan, you, listen to me, it was really an accident back then!"

Are you stubborn when you are about to die?
Luo Yingjuan stretched out her hand and pushed Huang Mingshuo downstairs mercilessly. This time, he did not wake up at the last second before landing like before, but fell on the hard concrete floor.

The same fragmentation, the same bloody mess.

In the Huang family's living room.

Huang Mingshuo's eyes were empty, and he suddenly fell straight to the ground, breathless. After a while, a transparent human figure rose from his body and floated in the air.

Luo Yingjuan just wanted to eat him.

"stop."

She turned her face directly to the back of her head and saw clearly that the person coming was the Taoist priest who had met her a few days ago.

"What are you doing here?" She looked wary and teleported to Kong Qianyu: "Don't block my way and spoil my good deeds, or I will eat you!"

Today is the night of the middle of July, when the gates of hell are wide open and a hundred ghosts walk at night. Even when they first met a few days ago, she knew that this little Taoist priest could see through her existence at a glance. She seemed not to be easily offended, and she is not afraid now. .

Night is the home of ghosts, and she finally became a powerful ghost and her skills greatly increased.

Anyone who stops her from taking revenge is a bad person!

"You killed a man and avenged him. If you eat him again, you don't even want the chance to be reincarnated? You don't care. Do you want to interrupt your son's reincarnation?"

"Do you want to take care of it?" Luo Yingjuan shouted angrily, causing the lights in the entire villa to flicker.

She fell to her death from a building, so in Kong Qianyu's eyes, her whole ghost was just a pile of flesh put together, which was extremely ugly. At this moment, one person and one ghost stood almost face to face.

What kind of ugly and dirty thing was this? Kong Qianyu waved his sleeves and threw Luo Yingjuan away with a burst of spiritual energy.

What the hell!

Luo Yingjuan was stunned after being thrown away. She is a fierce ghost!A fierce ghost who can withstand lightning strikes!Even the ghost arresting magic circle may not be able to restrain a fierce ghost. A fierce ghost who is not happy can kill everyone.

He didn't even cast a spell, just flung his sleeve away?Or is it the kind that's stuck on the wall and can't be removed?
Can you respect the dignity of the devil?55555555555
(End of this chapter)