Otherworldly Merchant

Brah's anger emanated from the old carpenter's urn of ashes, apparently very dissatisfied with the little carpenter's words and even angry.

Cold and frosty scolding: “Now that you're dead, give me the honest nest in the can, and dare you, I'm welcome! ”

Her voice smelled less angry and arrogant, and she suddenly shrunk back into the urn in fear.

The little carpenter was also frightened by her voice, and he asked inexplicably, “Who the hell are you people and why can you see ghosts? ”

The expression on his face was particularly obvious, as if he thought we were bad people with other intentions, and he would not go down without explaining it clearly.

I said faintly: “We are all people dealing with ghosts, your master's ghost asked us to help, you got into a great ghost, if you don't get rid of it, it will be with you forever! ”

Cold as a frost, he seemed to lie to me without sniffing the draft.

I graciously whitewashed her. At this time, I can make up a few words. It's not easy to snooze the little carpenter, otherwise how can I find the shady thing?

Indeed, after listening to me, the little carpenter burst into tears with excitement: "I'm telling you, it was the master's ghost who invited you! Woo-hoo, Master is so kind to me, even if he's dead, he can't let me go. “

Is this kid's tears worthless?

I coughed embarrassingly: “Little carpenter, we are all very busy people, your master repeatedly begged us to take time to come here, hurry up and get down to business. ”

The little carpenter nodded in unison: "I'm serious, I'm serious, the master must save me! ”

“That pretty woman kept asking me to brush her hair and talk to me like I didn't, and she asked me if I wanted to marry her. I say dream all the time. She asked me if she looked beautiful, and I said of course beautiful. She asked me again if I wanted her to marry me. I nodded in excitement, like I had a magic trick. She seemed particularly pleased to say to me that since she was going to marry her, she had to leave something to make her own. I touched my pants pockets, and she asked me," What's the most precious thing? "”

When the little carpenter said this, I suddenly realized, "You wouldn't say Master is your most precious thing, would you? ”

The little carpenter slapped himself in tears: "Yeah! That's what I said at the time, and Master died for nothing. ”

I glanced at her as cold as a frost and found her eyebrows slightly blurred, seemingly understanding the causes and consequences of the incident. There is no doubt that the little carpenter encountered a very powerful female ghost, as can be seen from her ability to illuminate a wedding cave house, not to mention her ability to manipulate the minds of others a thousand miles away and control others to kill the little carpenter, a power that is terrible to think about.

I've encountered a lot of women's ghosts before, and most of them died of grievances, so they became powerful ghosts in retaliation against humankind. I have also seen the fact that female ghosts seduce young men to suck on the sun. Those men think their lives are good. In the middle of the night, they can still meet each other. I wonder if once they get caught by female ghosts, the sun is sucked dry, and their lives are also explained...

It's just like a little carpenter being kissed by a ghost that I've never met before, so I'm particularly curious.

Generally, only virgin ghosts who had never touched a man before his death would wish to find a man's cave after his death to make up for the regrets of his life, so until now, there is still a habit of getting married in many remote places.

The so-called underage marriage is through the introduction of the goddess, two ghosts who were never married in pairs. With the ghosts of their partners busy living their own little lives, they won't make any trouble, avoiding all the fuss at home. Moreover, ancient women are inferior and ineligible to enjoy incense fires. Once they die, they become lonely wild ghosts, but after marrying them, they can dedicate their cards to men's homes and enjoy incense fires with men, which can be said to be both beautiful!

However, with the development of society over the years, the number of underage marriages has decreased, as have the number of goddesses who marry together.

As long as there are plenty of rules for underage marriage, the first rule is a vagina gift!

As the name implies, the bride price of a living person and a dead person when they marry each other can be a worn jade or a verbal commitment.

Whatever it is, once it is exported, it must not be regretted, so long as the ghost accepts the bride price, the day can be chosen to officially marry.

Little carpenters don't know the key, colorful carpenters as vagina gifts to female ghosts, the ghosts are naturally going to take the lives of old carpenters.

No wonder the old carpenter's ghost heard the little carpenter mention that the female ghost is still intoxicated, so much temper!

I'd be mad if I were you! I raised you with a piece of shit and a piece of piss, and you gave my life away with one word...

The little carpenter went on to say, "After I answered the woman, she laughed so happily, she took off her clothes and slept with me, and that night we stayed up all night, in an excited cave. When I woke up the next morning, I found myself lying in a graveyard. At the dawn of the day, the gray cover was surrounded by a small grave bag. I almost peed my pants. I hurried back to the back of the river village! I just came back to the old lady's house, and I saw a group of people surrounded by their doorstep, and I realized that something was wrong, and I pushed people into it, and I saw that my master was dead, and I was hit in the head by a beam, and my brain and blood bled all over the place. ”

The little carpenter said this and blamed himself: “It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, the master wouldn't be dead. ”

I whispered to comfort him: “This is not your fault. You are not a normal person against a female ghost at all. You were just confused by a female ghost. ”

The little carpenter looked at me in tears: "Is that true? ”

Suddenly he seemed to react, screaming, "You mean the woman in my cave that night was a ghost? ”

Goddamn it, you idiot!