The villain is too beautiful! The hero is in love again

Jiang Wanyi smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

He almost forgot about these three souls that were contracted because he didn’t know the rules since he was a child and accidentally looked into their eyes.

"Chun Niang, where have you been these days?"

Hearing this, Chunniang put down her hands that were covering Jiang Wanyi's eyes, floated back to the beam and sat down, her pale hands twirling the wet hair in front of her chest without saying a word.

He has asked many questions over the years, but rarely received answers.

Jiang Wanyi was not in a hurry. He returned to his room along the same route he came from, closed his eyes and lay back on the bed.

Just before falling asleep,

The male ghost wearing a yellow robe with a nine-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it, who had always called himself "Zhen", but whose dynasty or generation he was from, suddenly spoke

"You'd better stay away from your fiancé"

"He...is not simple"

Hearing this, Jiang Wanyi opened his eyes and looked at him, his cold eyes showing an inexplicable ups and downs.

"Even you are afraid of him?!"

Chunniang covered her lips with her hands and sneered, and cold water drops dripped down her body, instantly wetting the ground.

"No matter how complicated he is, he can't be as complicated as our little Yiyi."

"Don't listen to this ghost, you really think he is the emperor ghost. I think he is just a prince who wanted to usurp the throne and was beheaded."

The Emperor's Ghost glanced at Chunniang, and after being glared at by her beautiful eyes, he stopped talking.

The ghost who had been watching the conversation nearby, dressed in a Taoist robe and full of righteousness, shook the whisk in his hand and was immediately glared at by Chunniang, who was angry about it.

Among these three ghosts, Chunniang died because of the previous dynasty and had the longest life span.

Relying on a group of women, they managed to kill the Emperor Ghost, who only knew how to call himself "I" but had no other memories.

And the ghost of a Taoist priest who had just died less than ten years ago was in his control.

The Taoist ghost was not frightened by Chunniang's stare. He kept counting with his fingers, and suddenly gave Jiang Wanyi a mysterious look.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. You can't escape it."

"Just marry her with peace of mind"

I was confused by his incomprehensible words.

Jiang Wanyi opened his lips as if he wanted to continue asking questions, but the Taoist ghost simply closed his eyes.

As the cock crowed at noon, the three souls disappeared instantly.

Jiang Wanyi stared at the ceiling of the tent, his mind full of messy thoughts. He could have slept for a while, but he suffered from insomnia, which was a rare occurrence.

In the early morning, Jiang Wanyi, who was in a daze, came to the stream to wash clothes, holding the dirty clothes that the Jiang family had taken off yesterday.

The gurgling water reflected his face,

She is so beautiful that she can make fishes sink to the bottom of their chests and geese fall to the ground, and the moon hide in shame on the flowers.

But now it grows on the face of a man from a declining clan.

I really don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse…

Jiang Wanyi pursed her lips and stirred the wooden mallet in her hand into the clear stream water.

It instantly broke the originally clear reflection on the lake surface.

"Hey, how much do you think the Jiang family sold her for?"

"I guess it's a lot. Anyway, it's a good price. Didn't you see that Gu's mouth is almost grinning from ear to ear?"

"Bah! Now that we have a stepmother, my father has become a stepfather. Otherwise, what good family would marry their daughter to a deceased person?"

Because he couldn't speak since he was a child, Jiang Wanyi couldn't hear others.

She was reckless and was making up gossips around him.

Jiang Wanyi didn't stop using the wooden stick to wash clothes, but her eyelashes drooped.

One hundred taels... is indeed a good price.

The gossiping women over there saw that Jiang Wanyi didn't stop and their discussion became louder.

Jiang Wanyi looked through the reflection on the water and saw Granny Wang pursing her lips and pointing in his direction.

"The Jiang family girl is so pretty, how could she possibly marry into a commoner family in our countryside!"

"Yes, I can't afford it."

With this final summary, the laundry process has come to an end.

The women had heard enough gossip and talked too much, so they went home contentedly with their basins in their arms.

Jiang Wanyi was the only one left beside the stream...

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No matter how much the scandal of the Jiang family caused in the village.

On the day the wedding invitation was sent out at the Meng Mansion, all the strange phenomena disappeared instantly.

At night, the white banners no longer move without wind.

No more blood-colored water can be drawn from the well.

Even the tablet of Meng Yanzhi, which had been carved long ago but had never been erected, was put up again.

It was as if all the terrifying strange phenomena before were just illusions.

In the mourning hall, Mrs. Xie was neither sad nor happy. She muttered to herself, and fiddled with the Buddhist beads in her hand with her thumb, sliding them rhythmically.

After the monk Qian Pozi, who had been waiting on the side with her hair loose and dressed in strange clothes, finished her work, she put down the prayer flag in her hand.

He rubbed his index finger and thumb gently, licked his face and said

"Mrs. Meng, look at this...?"

Mrs. Qian's mercenary look had nothing to do with her fierce appearance while chanting sutras, burning paper money and dancing with swords last night. It was as if they were two different people.

Xie's eyes were full of piety, and she no longer put on airs and nodded slightly to her.

"Thank you, Master Qian, for casting the spell."

"Lihong, take her downstairs to get the money. Don't be stingy and treat her generously."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lihong received the order and squatted respectfully.

"Qian Daxian, please follow me"

Upon hearing about the generous treatment, Mrs. Qian was extremely happy and quickly packed up her magic tools.

He nodded to Xie and turned around to follow Lihong to get the reward money.

One thing, two prizes!

Not only did he accomplish that person's task, but he also dispelled Xie's suspicions.

Not bad!

At this moment, Jiang Wanyi was completely unaware of what was happening in the Meng Mansion.

He was carrying a basin of dirty clothes from the whole family, hammering mechanically with a wooden hammer by the river...

Jiang Wanyi was thinking about something, and his mind went blank.

He hadn't finished washing the clothes yet when a few more pieces fell on his head.

He was stunned for a moment after being hit, and when he came to his senses, he quickly lowered his head again and silently and carefully took off the colorful clothes on his head.

Only Jiang's father knew that the boy was passed off as a girl, while Gu and Jiang Xianyu were unaware of it.

Therefore, I have never taken any precautions.

Jiang Wanyi pursed her pale lips

"……mother"

"Damn it, don't you call me mom!"

This was not the first time that Gu had heard Jiang Wanyi speak in the past few days, and this sudden change no longer affected her mentality.

He jumped up and down, shielding his head from the scorching sun with his hands and cursing.

"Be gentle with these clothes. Don't damage them, or you'll hurt your skin!"

The sun was rising at this time. Unlike the coolness in the early morning, the soaring temperature made people's skin red and hot.

Jiang Wanyi didn't have time to care about the foam produced by the soap beans in his hand, and hurriedly wiped the sweat that was about to slide into his eyes.

Put these clothes aside.

"I understand... Mom"

Gu can not allow him to call her mother.

But if he really kept his mouth shut, in this world, under the pressure of a little filial piety, a few beatings from any government office would be enough to make him lose half his life.

And there is more to it than that.

As long as a person has the stain of being unfilial, he cannot read or write, and even the provincial and county examinations are out of the question.

The imperial examination, which is held every three years, is about to arrive as scheduled, but if this path is really blocked.

Three years later, the Meng family will be able to kill him directly.

After all, he didn't want to die with him!