Chapter 47： The story is well written

Chapter 47 The story is well written

Meng Mu’s face suddenly changed and her eyes were horrified:

“Can you see ghosts?”

Pei Anzhu glanced at Meng Mu and the ghost beside her, and then said:

"Not only can I see him, I can also see that there is a deep causal connection between you and him. If I guessed correctly, he is Meng Huan's father, right?"

“He is a head-dropper?”

As Pei Anzhu finished speaking, Mother Meng's face showed some murderous intent:

“Little girl, it’s not easy. You can see so many things in just one look. It seems like I can’t keep you!”

“Alang, kill her!”

Alang is the male ghost next to Meng’s mother.

He is very powerful, and the resentment and evil spirit condensed in him are even more terrifying than the century-old resentful ghost in the house at No. 444 Longkang Road, Pingcheng.

This male ghost heard Meng's mother's words and rushed towards Pei Anzhu.

The huge and rich black air, packed with murderous intent, wrapped Pei Anzhu in it. There were countless mouths around him, biting at Pei Anzhu densely.

It seemed as if in the next second, there would be no bones left to chew on her.

Black resentment covered Pei Anzhu's figure, preventing Meng's mother from seeing what happened, but only the male ghost knew how painful he was at this time -

Pei Anzhu stuffed a talisman into his mouth.

There are so many mouths around, and each one looks the same, but this young girl can see his true form at a glance from hundreds of mouths.

A talisman was stuffed in, golden light flashed, and hot breath came.

Like the strongest sunshine at noon in midsummer, it restrained all evil spirits and made the resentment he had finally raised dissipate inch by inch.

"ah-"

After screaming, the resentment disappeared. Alang was knocked away by a slap and lay on the ground, twisted in pain, with white smoke coming out of his body, as if he was burned.

“Alang! How are you?” Meng’s mother hurriedly knelt down to look.

She wanted to help Alang up, but Alang's whole ghost body seemed to be cut by countless invisible golden lights, and his skin was broken into pieces.

Common name: cracked.

Meng Mu had no idea what to do, so she could only stare at Pei Anzhu and said angrily:

"We, a family of three, have no grievances against you. You come to our door, knock out my daughter, and injure my husband. This is too much!"

“I’ll fight with you!”

While talking, Meng's mother attacked Pei Anzhu.

But her thin body had no strength at all. Pei Anzhu knocked her away with a light palm and let her lie with her ghost husband.

Pei Anzhu sat on the single sofa and looked down at the man and ghost lying on the ground:

“You have no grudges against me, but if you go out to harm others, I must take care of you!”

“Your daughter deceived her roommates into the Elephant Country and tricked them into buying Buddhist amulets and inviting imps. She almost died. Was it you who taught you this trick?”

At the first sight of Meng Mu and Alang, Pei Anzhu almost understood the cause and effect.

Alang was a head-bending master during his lifetime, but turned into a ghost after his death. He was unwilling to reincarnate, so he asked his wife to use secret skills to support him, so that he could accompany his wife and daughter in another form.

Over the years, Meng’s mother probably learned a lot of messy ways to harm people in order to help Alang increase his strength and avoid being noticed by the underworld.

As for Meng Huan, he probably knew about the Yin Temple and Buddhist amulets from his mother.

"So what? People who don't care for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth!" Mother Meng said, "Huanhuan was bullied by them in school, so naturally he will take revenge!" Pei Anzhu heard this and sneered:

“It’s true that we are not a family, we won’t enter the same family!”

“A family of selfish people treat human life as nothing but trivial matter. God allowed you to meet me, so I will do justice for God!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Anzhu pulled Alang up and was about to seal the seal.

But I heard Meng’s mother shout:

“Master! Show mercy!”

"We are all forced to do so. If we don't kill people, we won't survive! I swear, although we have lives on our hands, we kill people who are full of evildoers!"

"God is kind to us, please take pity on us and let us go!"

Pei Anzhu stared at Meng Mu with a flash of interest in his eyes.

She didn’t believe this argument at all. After all, no one could hide cause and effect from her, but she also wanted to hear what kind of excuse this woman wanted to make:

"Oh? Tell me, how did you have to do it?"

Meng Mu paused and cried:

“When I was young, I was trafficked to the Elephant Country and sold to an armed force as a slave. The place was in chaos and was not a place for humans at all.”

“I suffered a lot in a foreign country and didn’t understand the language. I suffered a lot and was bullied a lot.”

“It was Alang who saved me.”

"He was studying Dharma with a very powerful Jiantou master. He told me that when he learned the master's skills, he would become a respected Jiantou master and he could ask the boss of the armed forces to ask me to come over to him. I'm out of that devil's nest."

“I was looking forward to it, waiting for him to succeed. As soon as we came and went, we got together, and it didn’t take long for me to get pregnant.”

“Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Alang decided to take me away early, but he didn’t expect that he would be discovered. In order to protect me, he died under the gun of the armed forces.”

“I can’t bear to leave him! He is the only person in the world who treats me well.”

“Fortunately, he did not leave, but turned into a ghost. It was he who taught me the secret technique of raising ghosts and bound me to his destiny. He stayed with me and protected me in the form of a ghost.”

"I originally wanted to take Alang back to my country, but I met many bad people on the way, and they wanted to kidnap me. Some of them even ignored that I was pregnant and wanted to taint me."

"We really had no choice. If we didn't resist, we would die, so Alang killed them."

"Master, you want to uphold justice for heaven. Is it wrong for us to work hard to save our lives? If we don't resist, can we just let others bully us? Do we deserve to have our dignity trampled on and live a life worse than death?"

Meng Mu’s questions became louder and louder.

The cries were so deafening that Pei Anzhu wanted to applaud her, and she did. She smiled and said:

"The story is well written. If you have this talent, you can become a screenwriter. Why do you want to harm people?"

"I didn't make up a story, everything I said is true." Mother Meng said, "Master, you have to look carefully before you act. If you accidentally kill an innocent person, be careful of evil consequences."

Pei Anzhu raised his eyebrows and nodded approvingly:

“That’s right, do you still know that you are surrounded by evil deeds?”

“Have you ever thought about it, that you yourself are plagued by evil spirits? There have been many ghosts who have come to you over the years, right? It’s just that they were all swallowed up by your ghost husband!”

"If you admit it openly, I can still respect you for being honest, but you have become a **** and want to build a memorial arch. You kill someone and still claim that you are innocent. Why are you pretending to be so stupid if your daffodils don't bloom?"

“It’s true that you were abducted and trafficked, and it’s true that you suffered a lot. Maybe you killed people in the beginning to survive, but when you knew that the essence, flesh and blood of living people were tonics for evil spirits, you didn’t attack innocent people less often, right?”

(End of this chapter)