Chapter 78： Three Hundred Years of Ghost King

Even though she had been mentally prepared, a deep panic still flashed across [Mo Shang Xiao Xiao Yu]’s eyes, and her throat became tight:

“Why...why did he find me?”

"Then you have to ask him himself." Pei Anzhu said and suggested, "Call him over before the wedding is held."

The wedding ceremony is a kind of contract.

For gods and ghosts, contracts are recognized by heaven at certain times. Once [Moshang Xiaoxiaoyu] holds a ceremony with the ghost who has been dead for three hundred years, a contract is formed between the two people.

At that time, I still don’t know what bad impact it will have on [Mo Shang Xiao Xiao Yu].

【Moshang Xiaoxiaoyu】Dialed her fiancé’s phone number.

She didn't dare to say too much for fear of revealing her secret, so she just said that she suddenly remembered that she had something important to discuss and asked him to come to the lounge.

Pei Anzhu waited for her to finish the call and confirm that the other party was coming, then slowly stood up.

She took out a stack of talismans that she had already drawn from her backpack, then looked around the rest room, and then stuffed the talismans into different places one by one.

Behind the corner flowerpot, under the coffee table, under the sofa, behind the oil painting hanging on the wall...

Looks like chaos, but is actually orderly within the chaos.

The entire talisman is connected to form a special pattern. Without any spatial imagination, I really can't see this.

At least according to [Moshang Xiaoxiaoyu], Pei Anzhu is just hiding talismans everywhere.

As soon as Pei Anzhu put the talisman away, there was a knock on the door of the lounge, followed by a deep and mellow voice, gentle and polite:

“Xiaoyu, I’m coming in.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door handle was turned, and a handsome man walked in from the outside.

Pei Anzhu turned around and looked over. The mini camera on his collar captured his clear face. The beauty attack directly took the breath away from the audience in the live broadcast room:

—Fuck! So handsome! —Three minutes, I want all the information about this man!

—Ah, what a noble face! It’s like the hero walked out of a novel!

—Mom, I thought all ghosts had scary faces, but I didn’t expect them to have such stunning looks. It’s not a bad thing at all!

—Are you upstairs crazy? Does the three senses follow the five senses?

—That is, don’t act like a nymphomaniac whenever you see a handsome person, that’s a ghost! Everyone is talking loudly, maybe they will die at some point!

…

Zhao Yanshu, the fiancé of [Moshang Xiaoxiaoyu], closed the door of the lounge with his backhand, walked in, glanced at Pei Anzhu suspiciously, and asked:

“Xiaoyu, you said you have something important to discuss with me. What is it?”

【Moshang Xiaoxiaoyu】The full name is Qin Xiaoyu.

She looked at her fiancé and then at Pei Anzhu. She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she only looked at Pei Anzhu for help.

Pei Anzhu stood in front of Qin Xiaoyu and said:

“Mr. Zhao, I’m looking for you.”

"Who are you?" Zhao Yanshu then focused on Pei Anzhu.

At this time, Pei Anzhu was also looking at him—

This is a ghost with no ghostly aura at all, and his strength has reached the level of a ghost king.

He has completely restrained all the resentment, hostility, yin and death that belong to ghosts. Not only does he have a solid body, he is not even afraid to walk in the sun.

Overall, he looks like an ordinary person. Even a Taoist practitioner with no Taoist skills can hardly tell that he has been dead for three hundred years.

"Let me introduce myself. I am a member of Xuanmen, and my name is Qingzhu Immortal Lord." Pei Anzhu nodded politely at the other party.

She did not forget that she was live broadcasting, so she did not give her real name, only her nickname.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Yanshu's expression changed instantly.