So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 138: Ghosting

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Let’s say that in the bookstore, I saw the poor scholar from Chen Hemai.chun.gong's album. After cursing a few words, he left the shop and walked down the street angrily. The cool breeze hit his neck. He had to roll up his sleeves and his thin body. Shaking and moving to the corner of the eaves sheltered from the wind, while looking at the stall that sells hot spicy soup opposite, he held down his screaming belly.

"Hey."

The scholar watched for a while, and went on walking dejectedly.

"If it weren't for the fall in last year's autumn..." The scholar was uneasy. In his opinion, Chen He was a villain who wasted money and food. He was full of poems and books, full of ambition, and devoted himself to the king's allegiance to the community. However, at the end of the month, it would be difficult for his family to open the pot and drank gruel twice a day.

Yuzhou Xuezheng gave some money and food to the famous scholars every month. Without this, his family might starve to death.

The scholar who came out with the copper plate, because he did not succeed in buying the two volumes of Scripture notes cheaply, he was angrily all the way, turned into the house before he came back, sat on the stool, and poured a cup angrily White water to drink.

It was expected that the water was cold. The scholar walked in the autumn breeze for a while in his single clothes. It was already cold enough. Without looking carefully, he took a mouthful. Instantly, it was cold from his throat to his heart. He was so angry that he patted the table:

"Ms. Yun! What are you stealing in broad daylight? When I get home, I can't even drink hot water?"

A young woman in Jingchai's sarong walked out silently, her callused hand wiped the patched dark outer skirt, and whispered: "The firewood at home is about to run out, and there is not enough cooking. , Where is hot water."

The book was upside down with anger, Huo Ran stood up and wanted to scold her, her eyes fell on the lady's muddy eyes-at a young age, there were bloodshot eyes in her eyes, it was hard to sew under the lamp every night-the book paused , After all, he didn't say the ugly words.

Looking at the appearance of the grandpa walking away, the woman stood for a long time, trying to catch up, but finally swallowed her words back.

She hopes her husband can't buy the book...because the copper plate taken by the scholar is the last bit of money in the family.

——Men always say that she has long hair and short knowledge. He only knows that she must be compared with each other. He doesn’t understand that once he passes the exam, he will be able to rise to the top, and the official robes will be added to her body. This bitterness is too much to bear. Why marry her .

The woman walked back into the house silently, and suddenly she heard a faint moan from the bottom of the alley.

The woman squinted her red eyes, and it took a long time to recognize it as a person.

She was surprised and looked around, because all the people living here were poor, and they went out to help out during the day. The neighborhood was quiet, and the woman had to come forward to help.

Looking down, hey, she's still a pretty girl.

I just don't know what's wrong, my face is pale, and I am not awake.

The woman hesitated for a while, and still struggled to carry the girl home, ready to wait for the scholar to return and report it to Bao Jia. Maybe this was a good woman who escaped after being abducted.

The woman couldn't see things in the distance. She didn't notice that there were two people sitting on the roof not far from her.

One of them shivered, trying to calm down, but when he looked at the height of the tiles under his feet from the ground, his face was lost by two points.

"Zhonghu." Another person with his hand held behind him, called out coldly.

"In..." Unwilling anger flashed across Lake Zhong, but he dared not say much.

"Are you sure, she is She Yunniang?"

Hearing this, Zhong Hu gaped a bit: "She...she is the wife of my classmate Zheng Juren, She, I heard him call his wife Yunniang. This surname is not common too, if you say it is not her, I I don’t know who it is."

"Huh!"

The man glanced coldly at Zhonghu Lake, who trembled like ice water.

In the months that Zhong Hu was taken away, the biggest gain was that he figured out that those martial arts masters were just imaginary names. The national teachers in the imperial court and the eminent monks of Dabaoguo Temple in Beijing were actually monks. .

The elder brother of his wife Chen Xingniang, Chen He, who was bold enough to kill the prime minister, was also a monk.

And it's a magic repair...

"Chen He has a cruel heart and a vicious heart. He just killed you with a sharp knife. You should feel lucky." The mysterious man who took Zhonghu abducted, mocking in a weird tone, "In the future, he will make a **** storm. The lives of his men do not know the geometry, and all who can die in his hands are rare and outstanding people in the cultivation world. What are you worth?"

Zhonghu said nothing.

At first, he asked angrily, is such a villain nobody cares? Then I got a lukewarm irony:

"What if everyone who tried to stop him died?"

Zhonghu is horrified.

This read-only book of sages and sages, full of bureaucratic circles, playing framed and planted pretending to pretend to be a prime minister (only for one day), it is impossible to imagine such unscrupulous people in the world.

Even the Nine-Five Lord, the emperor who is rich in the world, can't do as he pleases-even the common people know the fate of a tyrant.

"The reason is clear, is there no retribution?" Zhong Hu spit out these words with difficulty.

As a veteran officialdom who has long since thrown his conscience into the corner, he says that retribution is inevitable with a guilty conscience.

It’s just that he thought about it. The worst thing he ever did was to get into trouble, push the boat along the river, and accept bribes. As for the political enemies who were dragged out of the exile, they weren’t a good thing. Everyone was all the same, so Zhong Zhong The waist of the lake stood up again: "Could it be that the sky has no eyes, so let this kind of elusive villain be free in the world?"

I heard that monks have the power to move mountains and seas, and their life span is longer than a dynasty.

It is true that good people do not live long, and they are left for thousands of years.

Zhong Hu's teeth were itchy with hatred, and he didn't expect that the mysterious man laughed and said nothing.

Until a few days ago, they heard a story in the Yangzhou teahouse. This mysterious man who claimed to be a monk and kidnapped him silently crushed the tea cup and frightened Zhonghu into two battles. .

——In the past half a year, Zhonghu has not been well, can't sleep on the bed, eats and sleeps in the air, which makes the other party a little bit dissatisfied. It is just a palm pat, and Zhonghu sweats profusely.

To this day, Zhong Hu doesn't know whether he hates Chen He more or this mysterious person.

"Don’t you want to know why God has no eyes and let the evildoers go away in the world?" The other party’s voice was so cold that Zhonghu's whole body was chilled, "I tell you, because God has nothing to do with him. You and I are back in the world."

Zhong Hu was stunned for a while before Fang realized what this sentence meant.

He immediately jumped up with fright: "You, you mean...no no, so are you?"

A dream of Huang Liang has returned to that year.

Zhong Hu's breathing was rapid, and he courageously asked: "Then I received a note in the Beijing restaurant, mentioning Chen He, did you want to come to write it?"

"Huh, Ji Hong, this idiot."

Zhonghu doesn't know, so I have to ask again, the man has closed his eyes and rested.

The next step was to toss Zhonghu almost vomiting blood on the road. The monks didn’t need a carriage at all. The so-called magic weapon was so loud that mortals brought it up for half an hour without vomiting.

At the beginning, this mysterious person deceived Zhonghu with the identity of the doctor of the medicine hall. This is also the case on this road. Regardless of whether Zhonghu has a high fever or a typhoid fever, he can just give it a dose of medicine, not to mention death and relief, Zhong Hu just wants Fainting cannot be done.

What's especially frightening is that Zhonghu gradually felt pain in his limbs and hundreds of skeletons in the rain, dizziness, and lack of energy, just like a dying old man, even though there was no change in appearance, Zhong Hu still understood in fear, the other party did not treat himself Illness is nothing more than some medicines that deplete the foundation. If you eat more bowls, you will lose more life.

Zhong Hu wanted to escape, but he couldn't think of it at all, and the other party usually ignored him and just carried him on the road. Most of the time, Zhong Hu was dizzy and didn't know what was happening around him.

As for this mysterious man with "superb medical skills," Zhong Hu is even more uncertain about what he looks like.

Even when I rushed back to Yuzhou this time, Zhonghu was at a loss.

"Your Excellency is... from the immortal Dao, I don't know what to do to find a woman like She Yunniang?" Zhong Hu asked the mysterious person tremblingly, "Her husband, I have known him for many years, maybe even I can help."

"You don't want revenge anymore?"

"Uh, don't dare." Zhong Hu cursed in his heart. According to Chen He said by this population, he was blinded by lard and planned to take revenge! He is a mere mortal, what can he use to contend with these guys who are up and down?

"Senior, god...Zhong is not talented, I really don't know how to do it..."

"You don't have to do anything. After half an hour, just go to Zhengju's house to see She Yunniang."

"Huh?"

The mysterious man smiled silently and glanced at Zhonghu.

This look made Zhonghu shudder, because it was like raising a pig to be slaughtered hard, or tying a piglet, preparing to quietly wait for the look of the tiger into the trap.

Full of relief, expectation, and imperceptible pity.

"No! I—"

Zhong Hu shouted, turning around to run, regardless of being on the roof.

The tiles clashed, and Zhong Hu slipped and was about to fall. He waved his arm in a panic and struggled for a while before he found that he was caught by the back of his neck.

"It's really troublesome."

The man murmured and knocked heavily on the back of Zhonghu's neck. Zhonghu's eyes were dark, his arms hanging still.

The movement was not big, and it failed to disturb the She family in the distant room, but a sneer appeared around the mysterious person:

"Fu Lieyun, this mortal was wasted in vain, so I am unwilling to do so."

The mysterious man snorted: "Chen He has three calamities and nine fatalities, and ordinary methods are useless to him. Zhong Hu married his younger sister as his wife. If he was arrested and arranged, he would be involved in the Chen family in Yunzhou. It’s a great idea to send energy costs for hundreds of years to calculate the Beixuan School. We followed the example of the Chen family. Isn’t it a great idea?"

"Well said, it's a pity!" The person hiding next to him said with hatred, "What is going on with that script? Is it really the way of heaven—how does Chen He know everything? The way of heaven is impossible? Tell Chen He the truth, is it possible that someone not only gave up revenge, but also said things like this?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Outrageous, if you let me know who he is..."

The words of resentment disappeared in the wind, only to hear another person ask: "You abducted the white centipede, did not attract the attention of Gu King Tengbo!"

"Teng Bo is not in the Miao area, there are only some five-poisoned juniors who are not weather-friendly." The person who was speaking secretly also appeared. He was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose. He smiled sullenly. "Yesterday, a disciple of the Five Poison Sect approached Chen He and quarreled for his junior sister Bai Centipede!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Chen He, Chen He, you will soon know that the eight-tailed fox found by Ji Hong's idiot is not a trouble at all. Wait until She Yunniang recovers her memory and restores her real body...Haha."

The author has something to say: Oh, this is the 8th and the 9th

No. 8 Fu Lieyun, a disciple of the Chixia Sect of the Western Regions in his previous life, pretended to be a doctor and took Zhonghu abducted.

No.9 also did a lot of things silently, prying Chen He's corner, kidnapping Chen He's subordinate Bai Fu...and some cough

The two have already joined forces. They were originally lurking in order to take revenge, but suddenly they were shocked by a script.

Zhonghu’s bento is about to be delivered