Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 77: My people

　　 "Brother, don't talk nonsense, your husband may just be insane." Madam Zheng said with a straight face.

　　 Being sucked up by the ghost and blood, it may be a female ghost, and she will not tarnish her husband's reputation.

　　 "Hey." Ma Fei sighed and said nothing.

　　 Chen Guhong and Wang Song looked at each other, and said nothing. Soon after, the people separated. Together with Wang Song, Chen Guhong and Wang Song led the domestic slaves to the town to find workers, and to select wood and so on.

　　The workers need to be supervised, and the materials must be selected. If rotten wood is used, the house will not collapse. Faced with the loneliness left by Zheng Chong, Chen Guhong and the two are naturally concerned.

　　 spent a day looking for the best craftsmen in town, the best wood, the best bricks, everything is the best. The soles of the walking feet almost bubbled.

　　Especially Wang Song, this guy is utterly bitter. After returning to Zheng's house for dinner, he ordered his maid to prepare hot water for his feet, but he was still sore and painful and wailing.

　　 But for the sake of a dead friend, this kind of pain and tolerance will pass. But Wang Song shivered at the ghosts and charms revealed by Bai Ri Ma Fei's mouth.

　　 Soon the hind feet were soaked, but Wang Song felt cold. He looked left and right, thief, and then pitifully said to Chen Guhong: "Guhong, if Ma Fei didn’t say anything, it’s okay. Now I look at this Zheng family It's really gloomy. What if you meet a ghost at night?"

　　 Chen Guhong was funny when he saw it, but he also comforted: "Isn’t there still me at night? There are ghosts who are afraid of yang, why are we two big men afraid of being together?"

　　 "That's true." Wang Song felt right at once, and at this moment a sense of fatigue hit his mind, and soon he tilted his head and fell asleep.

　　 "It's happiness if you don't know it." Chen Guhong felt a little envious. Then he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the bed, and asked Gaozhuang: "Gaozhuang, are there ghosts in this room?"

　　 "No. If there were ghosts, I would have notified the lord." Gao Zhuang said flatly, and then he also doubted: "But I feel a breath that looks like yin and not like if there is nothing. . Can’t hover, weird, weird!"

　　Youdao is the **** of a thousand miles destroyed by an ant's nest.

　　 Even the smallest problem may be the cause of Zheng Chong’s death. Chen Guhong was heartbroken by his friend's early death, so he wrote down the incident. The white fox, the green snake, the weird aura, the old woman upstairs who hasn't shown her face, plus Zheng Chong's painting before his death is a magical skill.

　　 Although Mrs. Zheng's unknown origin has been solved, there are still many doubts.

　　 "Brother, brother. If you are dead and alive, please help me with the spirit of heaven. Let me worry less." Chen Guhong sighed, and then put the Kunwu sword on the bedside, killing him. The kid warned, and fell asleep.

　　 After five days passed, Ma Fei was relieved to find his sister who had been missing for many years. Because there was something in his family, he left some silver coins and went ahead.

　　Chen Guhong and Wang Song are responsible for urging the house to stand up. Because they are willing to **** money, the two shifts of craftsmen do not listen to work day and night, and the five days are already quite large.

　　The main body has been completed, except for the construction of the outer wall.

　　 Chen Guhong was not idle either. From time to time, he went to the white fox and the place where the green snake disappeared to look for traces, and then sent the little ghosts to find out what ghosts were nearby.

　　 and ordered Tie Zhu to continue to inquire about the legend of the green snake and the white fox nearby.

　　 But the three-pronged approach, the large swaths of the net were cast, but there was no news. Originally, Chen Guhong thought that the green snake and the white fox had become a demon for at least a hundred years. There should have been rumors in the market, and he was most confident to inquire about the origin, but he didn't expect to ask three questions. The green snake and white fox seemed to have emerged overnight.

　　 Chen Guhong came back from outside on this day, covered in wind and frost, but there was no news. Back in the guest room, took off his boots, looked at his feet, and sighed: "Who, where is the road?!"

　　"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen."

　　 At this moment, the child's crisp voice sounded. Zheng Yuan and Zheng Yu walked in happily with two small carrot heads. They were wearing new clothes with red lips and white teeth, and their eyes were big and very cute.

　　 "Yuan'er, Yu'er!" Chen Guhong smiled, bent over and opened his arms. The second child rushed towards Chen Guhong's embrace like a swallow. Chen Guhong clenched his arms and hugged the second child.

　　 "Chuck!" The crisp laughter was like a fairy sound, dispelling the sorrow and sadness here.

　　 "Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, I'm hungry and want to eat cakes." Xiaodou Ding Zhengyu shouted hungry, holding his fingers.

　　 "Uncle Chen, I'm hungry too." Zheng Yuan nodded vigorously.

　　 "Okay, I'll let Yuanyuan go buy cakes for you." Chen Guhong said with a smile.

　　"Uncle Chen is so nice." Xiaodouding chuckled, unexpectedly attacking Chen Guhong, slapped him on his face and let out a scent, his cheeks flushed.

　　 Chen Guhong was taken aback, then smiled and said: "Yu'er is also good."

　　 Then Chen Guhong called Yuanyuan to buy cakes. After the cakes were bought, the siblings opened their cheeks and ate them. Chen Guhong felt sad.

　　 I remembered that these two brothers and sisters had only eaten pastries for the first time not long ago.

　　 "Hey!"

　　 Chen Guhong sighed and touched the heads of the two brothers and sisters. The brothers and sisters are playing around at an age and want to play after they have eaten their stomachs.

　　 "Uncle Chen, I want to ride a wooden horse." Zheng Yuan said with a look of hope, pulling Chen Guhong's sleeve.

　　"Trojan horse?" Chen Guhong was taken aback.

　　 "My brother is tired of riding the bamboo horse, and I am envious of seeing the neighbor Da Pang's house having a big Trojan horse." Zheng Yu interrupted.

　　 Chen Guhong knows it, and when he sees Zheng Yuan’s gaze, he smiles: "Okay, Uncle Chen will give you a Trojan horse."

　　 "Oh oh oh, Uncle Chen is the best~ IndoMTL.com~ Zheng Yuan jumped and slapped his hands, his cheeks glowing red.

　　 Chen Guhong smiled, and then pondered for a while, thinking that there are still wood materials that have not been used up by the house now. It is too much trouble to buy, so he went to do it himself.

　　 Because the hatchet and axe are either too bulky or too blunt. Chen Guhong took the Kunwu sword and began to cut the wood. The little ghost Gaozhuang saw it and spit out: "Master, this is the sword of killing and cutting. It takes people's lives and drinks blood."

　　 Chen Guhong smiled and replied: "It is what it is in my hands. It is not impossible to kill pigs and sheep some day."

　　 Gaozhuang made more complaints, but he still couldn't stop Chen Guhong.

　　Under the gaze of the younger brothers and sisters, he looked serious, holding the Kunwu sword and cutting off a lot of wood, and gradually the wooden horse took shape. Add a few parts and it can still shake.

　　 The little brothers and sisters Zheng Yuan were very excited to see the Trojan horse taking shape. After waiting, Zheng Yuan couldn't help but plan to sit on it, but Chen Guhong stopped him and said: "First, take the sand and smooth it a bit, so that the **** won't hurt."

　　 "Oh oh." Zheng Yuan touched his **** subconsciously and nodded repeatedly. Then Chen Guhong took the sand and polished it smoothly for the wooden horse before giving it to Zheng Yuan.

　　 Two brothers and sisters are behind, and the other is riding a wooden horse, swaying the wooden horse, giggling, and the children’s voice is cheerful. Chen Guhong was more than gratified to see.

　　 This is him, and the sword in his hand is omnipotent. In his opinion, it is more meaningful to take out the sword to cut a wooden horse for the ruts than to take it out all day to chop people.

　　 Lu Xun has something to say.

　　 "A ruthlessness may not necessarily be a real hero. How pitiful is not a husband. It is only a person who screams in the wind, and when I look back, I look less than a dodder."

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