Chapter 227 God’s Perspective “Don’t be so surprised, I have a bad heart.” The seventh uncle glared at the other party fiercely and scolded. The young man took a deep breath and said, "It's not that I want to be shocked. It's just that this thing is too scary." “What on earth is going on?” Uncle Seventh asked helplessly. I don’t know whose family this boy belongs to, so it’s too difficult to communicate with him. “My young master is back.” The young man said. Seventh uncle: “…” “Who is your young master?” The young man said: "My young master is Ma Linxiang." The seventh uncle is about to collapse. We have been chatting for a long time and have not yet gotten to the main topic.
"Linxiang, Linxiang is back?" Zhu Dachang suddenly dropped the feather duster in his hand and stepped forward to grab the boy's sleeve: "You idiot, Linxiang asked you to come to me, right? Why are you calling Uncle Seventh?" “No, no, it’s my young master’s body that has come back. The elders of the family are waiting for the seventh uncle to go and take charge of the overall situation.” In desperation, the young man finally told the complete reason. “What?” Zhu Dachang was stunned. The seventh uncle took a breath silently and said in a deep voice: "Dachang, take my cassock and go to the Ma family mansion." ‘This is about to begin. ’ Qin Yao put down the teapot, stood up slowly, and followed the seventh uncle and the others. While walking, I was thinking, how will I deal with the evil villain couple? If there were no magical changes in reality, his current strength would be enough to crush them to death. At this moment, the Ma family compound and the Ma family ancestral hall. A man wearing a white robe stood in front of the altar. After some fancy operations, he gently placed a piece of talisman paper on the forehead of the corpse in the coffin. A beautiful young woman with a big belly, wearing a mourning dress, was kneeling on the cushion next to the coffin, crying so hard that I felt pity for her. Qin Yao followed the Seventh Uncle and the others into the ancestral hall. He only took a look at their clothes and confirmed their identities. The entire plot of "The Scary Man" is actually very simple. In summary, it's just an unfilial son named Ma Linxiang. In order to go to the cemetery to get his father's burial objects, he hired a Taoist couple from outside and asked them to help him fake his death. Ceremony, so that you can go to the cemetery and make money. As a result, the Taoist priest and his wife learned that there were no valuable burial objects underground and that all the money was in the silver building, so they killed Ma Linxiang. They wanted to make a fake show and accept the Ma family's inheritance as the Ma family's widow. Then Ma Linxiang's ghost appeared. , a story about asking Zhu Dachang to help with revenge. The Taoist in the story is naturally the guy in front of him who is pretending to be a ghost, and the young woman who cries like her real dead husband is his wife. Qin Yao couldn't help but take another look at the poisonous woman. He said that in reality, this poisonous woman was very attractive in both appearance and figure, and could even surpass Zhu Dachang's fiancée. "Seventh uncle, you are finally here, who is this?" In the ancestral hall, a man in black shirt bowed his hand to Zhu Yunsheng, and then looked at Qin Yao. "He is a junior of my sect." Uncle Qi said vaguely: "What happened to Linxiang? He was so good, why did he suddenly die?" The man in black shirt sighed: "It is said that he ate something unclean... Alas, young people today dare to eat anything." “Who is that?” Uncle Qi pointed to the big-bellied woman sitting on the ground.
"She is the wife Ma Linxiang is looking for outside. She is already pregnant. Thank God, our Ma family lineage will not be extinct." The man in black shirt said. “No, that’s not right!” Zhu Dachang muttered to himself. "What are you mumbling about?" Qin Yao squinted. Zhu Dachang approached Qin Yao and whispered: "Ma Linxiang and I were brothers who went to prostitution together. I know that he is not good at it. How can he have a child?" Qin Yao said calmly: "Don't make any noise, there are good shows to watch in the past two days." He had decided how to deal with the Taoist couple. Killing them secretly would be boring, so he just watched them perform this great drama. As for Ma Linxiang, an unfilial son, for the sake of moral integrity, he should be saved if he should be saved. After all, he had no bad intentions from beginning to end, he just wanted to get his father's burial objects, and the crime would not lead to death. It was night in a blink of an eye. Qin Yao took out two yellow talismans from his arms, handed one to Zhu Dachang, and ordered: "Put it on your forehead." “What kind of talisman is this?” Zhu Dachang asked curiously. "A weakened version of the invisibility talisman. If you put it on others, they won't be able to see you." Qin Yao said and directly put the talisman in his hand on his forehead and disappeared in front of Zhu Dachang. "So magical?" Zhu Dachang was shocked and quickly put the talisman on it with a snap. Gradually, it got late and the guests dispersed. Zhu Dachang, who had a yellow talisman on his head, was restless and then walked around the coffin. Through the young woman who claimed to be Ma Linxiang's wife, he felt that the death of his brother Linxiang was very strange. Perhaps it was the young woman who poisoned her to death, and the other party came to Ma's house with others to embezzle the property. Just as he was thinking about these conspiracy theories in his mind, a thin figure suddenly climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. When he came to the coffin, he began to kowtow and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Linxiang, I am Qian Baida from the East Village. , I really can’t survive anymore, so I came here to borrow some money from you, I hope you can forgive me.” After murmuring, the monkey-like figure stood up and came to the coffin. He put his hand into the coffin, untied Ma Linxiang's clothes, touched it over and over, looking for valuable things. Zhu Dachang was furious. "boom!" He quietly came up behind him, gathered his strength, and kicked the animal **** the butt, knocking it to the ground. Qian Baida accidentally fell and suffered a black nose and a swollen face. He groaned and looked around, but there was not even a shadow of a ghost, and his heart suddenly became frightened. "boom!" Before he could get up, Zhu Dachang kicked him in the back again, almost killing him. "There's a ghost!" Qian Baida was frightened. He rolled and crawled out of the ancestral hall, climbed over the wall and ran out of Ma's house. Is there a ghost? What the hell? Ma Linxiang, who was lying in the coffin pretending to be dead, was very curious. He slowly opened his eyes a crack, but he saw nothing and heard no more noise. After waiting for a long time, he slowly sat up from the coffin and looked around. Beside the coffin, Zhu Dachang's eyes widened and he was about to scream in surprise. Qin Yao covered his mouth and nose from behind and said softly: "Stop talking and watch the show."
Zhu Dachang felt relieved for a while and nodded silently, but his eyes towards Ma Linxiang gradually became complicated. "Are you okay?" At this time, the Taoist priest in white walked into the ancestral hall with his wife and asked. "I'm fine, but I don't know what happened just now." Ma Linxiang moved his body and said. "I asked in the afternoon, and the burial will be early the day after tomorrow." The young woman said, "We have already done some tricks on the coffin, so you can easily lift it out when the time comes." Ma Linxiang nodded and said with a smile: "You can rest assured that after receiving my father's burial objects, I will definitely honor the 40% I promised you..." After the third update. Qin Yao jumped out of the wall with the indignant Zhu Dachang and walked towards the paper-making shop. “Bah.” As he was walking, Zhu Dachang suddenly spat hard and said angrily: "I use such despicable means to plan for family burials. I, Zhu Dachang, don't have such a friend!" “If he doesn’t use this method, he can’t dig his ancestral grave by himself, right?” Qin Yao shrugged. "Mr. Qin, we must stop this." Zhu Dachang said seriously. “Why?” Qin Yao asked. "For loyalty and conscience." Zhu Dachang said decisively. Qin Yao smiled and said, "Don't worry, keep watching. The plot below is more exciting than you imagine." Zhu Dachang: “???” Why does he feel like Mr. Qin is leading the future? Like a mastermind behind the scenes, teasingly playing tricks on everyone. Then, be ready to end everything at any time! (End of this chapter)