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Not to mention how she found out, but why she came here to recommend herself.

If it was about revenge, why didn't he do it himself?Wouldn't it be more beautiful and pleasant?

Thinking about it this way, Ming Shen became even more defensive, and asked with a frown, "He is right in front of your eyes, why waste your expression with me about the matter of hooking your fingers?"

Hearing this, the female ghost giggled and said, "I'm your god, I'm here to help you."

Ming Shen didn't think so, and snorted coldly: "God? You're a ghost, talk about gods with me? Wouldn't it make people laugh when it spread?"

As soon as this remark came out, Tu Yu was worried for him.

Not only did he not get angry, but he was also very arrogant.

You must know that Ming Shen is a mortal, and the other party is a female ghost. In terms of fighting, Ming Shen is completely at a disadvantage.

Even so, he didn't dare to give up at all, and didn't worry about the consequences.

"What? Ghosts can't be gods?" the female ghost said grimly.

Ming Shen, who was a few steps away from her, soared into the air, surrounded by black air and tightened.

In an instant, Ming Shen's face turned blue and purple, and his vision gradually blurred.

Tu Yu was very helpless. Could it be that Ming Shen died like this?Isn't that too...

If it is true that people are not rampant, they will not commit suicide.

Mingshen grasped the black air tightly, frowned, his eyes were about to turn black, and his mouth was foaming.

The black air let go quickly, and Ming Shen fell to the ground in some embarrassment. He coughed violently for a while, rested for a while, and then recovered.

"Offending the gods, young people just can't hold their breath." The female ghost said.

Ming Shen stood up straight and looked at the female ghost in the black mist without saying a word.

"How about it? I'll help you kill Ming Jiaoning." The female ghost said.

"Don't you think it's more practical to live on your own?" Ming Shen rubbed his wrist.

He definitely would not believe a lone ghost of unknown origin, and he knew not to be reckless, after all, there was a huge gap between one person and one ghost.

The female ghost said: "It doesn't mean that you are invincible. After tomorrow, you will come back to me. I will wait for you."

After the words fell, the black mist suddenly dissipated.

Ming Shen didn't know what to say, his eyelids sank, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

When the sky was getting dark, Mingshen felt someone shaking him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a follower: "Master, we're on our way."

He nodded, rubbed his sore temples, and let out a breath.

Thinking about the strange encounter at night, Ming Shen kept his mind on it, and started the journey with anxiety.

As far as the mountain road of Yingen Mountain, the dense trees on both sides are rustling, the birds are singing, and the warm sun is refracted in through the gaps, reflecting the face.

Suddenly, a servant galloped over, stopped in front of Ming Jiaoning, and said, "Master, the assassin has been eliminated."

Ming Jiaoning nodded with a smile, tugged at the reins, and said to Ming Shen who was also riding a horse beside him with a groan: "People still know how to do it by rolling in the mud, right?"

Ming was stunned, he didn't expect that the ambush was wiped out by Ming Jiaoning before he made a move, he really obeyed the female ghost's words, Ming Jiaoning was just an old fox, and he was like a little fox cub with no claws .

Ming Jiaoning's words are actually like what he said to himself, he doesn't have much experience, and he thinks that he is perfect and can cover the sky with one hand.

As everyone knows, what he said about Ming Yi was equivalent to evaluating himself. After all, both of them were young boys who had just been released from the oven, and they had never thought about Ming Jiaoning's ups and downs these years.

Immediately, he quickly withdrew his astonishment, and said respectfully: "Father taught that."

Ming Jiao Ning looked into the distance and said, "Isn't it good to keep yourself safe?"

Yuxiu, he turned his head to look at Ming Shen.

It just so happened that the eyes of the two collided, and what was contained in those eyes was the calmness, the conspiracy that had been rolled out for many years, and the unpredictable city.

Without waiting for Ming Shen's answer, Ming Jiao Ning waved his whip and ran away.

Everyone rode their horses to catch up, Ming Shen stared blankly at Ming Jiao Ning Yuan's back.

The words have been chosen so clearly, if I don't understand the implication, I'm afraid it's...

Tu Yu thought: "Ming Jiao Ning is probably very understanding of Ming Shen's little tricks, but he has been giving this only son a chance to make up for it. In exchange, Ming Shen is still in ambush. Thinking about it, It is very likely that Ming Shen will go back to find that female ghost, so does Ming Jiaoning know anything about it?"

For some unknown reason, Ming Shen turned his head to look in the direction of the deserted temple, and then rode his horse to follow.

Those who are greedy for profit will find it difficult to turn back, and the price to pay may be even higher.

Followed all the way back to the Ming Mansion, Ming Shen went straight back to the room, everything was as usual.

He waited and waited for several days, but Wu Kun did not come.

Ming Shen was slightly irritable, after thinking about it, he reckoned that Ming Jiao Ning had no time to take care of himself recently, so he left the mansion and went up to Yingen Mountain.

Walking around Yingen Mountain, in a shallow valley, I saw a pile of rotting corpses, and the stench was spreading.

Ming Shen smiled palely, and murmured: "Wu Kun, are you leaving too..."

He staggered all the way to the deserted temple, and it was already night.

The deserted temple in the darkness seemed to be extremely weird, Ming Shen pushed open the door and said, "As you said, I'm here."

The words are still so blunt.

"Since you're here, you're asking me for help." The female ghost suddenly appeared and said, giggling.

The faint moonlight just happened to reflect on her face, her pale and gloomy face, those bleak pupils were pale, like a hanged ghost.

"Yes, how can I make Mingjiao Ning never turn around?" Ming Shen said, his eyes were full of loneliness.

Maybe he himself thought it was ridiculous, but in the end he didn't come to ask for a female ghost.

The female ghost said: "It's simple, I will give you a spell, and it will happen naturally."

It sounds nice to say that what kind of spell is actually ghost power. If the person who has been injected with ghost power can't grasp it well, he will lose his life. If the person who borrows the power intends to harm the victim, then the victim will be doomed.

Everywhere is dead.

Tu Yu thought: "He must have agreed. After all, Wu Kun died because of him, and everyone around him died because of him. He was probably also killed by ghost power."

Sure enough, Ming Shen agreed without hesitation.

No matter what, he still wanted to overthrow Ming Jiaoning.

Back in the Ming Mansion, he bumped into Fourteenth Aunt.

"It's been so long, can you return the things to me?" Aunt Fourteen said angrily, she didn't forget that the bellyband was in Ming Shen's hand, and she pulled it on herself as a backrest for fear of Ming Shen's death.

Ming Shen glanced at her, and said lightly: "What did Auntie say?"

Aunt Fourteen gritted her teeth: "Stop pretending, what happened to the things you took from me?!"

She pointed to her chest angrily.

Ming Shen glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Oh, that, I gave it away, if you don't mind, Auntie can ask someone to get it back."

Tu Yu almost rubbed his forehead, thinking of the ill-fated apron—where he gave it away, it was clearly used by Ming Shen as a rag to wipe the table.

It's fine if you wipe it, and it's thrown in the corner of the mountain. I don't know how long it has been blowing in the wind. Where can I find it?

Even if it was found, it would be horrible.

"You!" Aunt Fourteen was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Ming smiled deeply: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first."

After talking, he walked a few steps, then turned around and said, "By the way, if Auntie really wants to come back, she can go to the fence at the street and look for Xiao Wang, who is guarding the gate. Remember to ask him for it."

It's a good job, that Xiao Wang just burped last night.

Even if you look for it, there is no proof.

After speaking, Ming Shen no longer looked at Fourteenth Aunt who was furious behind her.

Tu Yu thought helplessly: "He just ignored it completely. It is expected that the Fourteenth Aunt would not dare to complain to Ming Jiaoning, so she is so arrogant, and the Fourteenth Aunt will definitely not let it go."

When Ming Shen passed by the entrance of the lobby, he was stopped by a servant: "Master, the master has something to ask for you, and he is waiting in the lobby."

"Oh, okay." Ming Shen said, turned around and entered the lobby, bowing to Ming Jiaoning.

"Coming?" Ming Jiao Ning sat upright on the front seat, rubbed his fingers with one hand, and looked up at Ming Shen casually.

Ming Jiao Ning's eyes are extremely sharp, like blades, which makes one's heart intimidating, while Ming Shen's eyes are relatively gentle.

But both of them are unscrupulous in nature, so they are also father and son.

"Father called his son, why?" Ming Shen said.

Immediately, he raised his eyes and glanced, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a clean and flawless porcelain vase, which was placed on the table beside Ming Jiaoning.

Mingshen was startled, this porcelain vase was too impressive, too close to his heart, too precious to keep—Ming Yi's urn!

He still remembered that he hid this porcelain bottle in the cellar, wrapped it with several layers of cloth, and put a soft cushion on the bottom, so as not to break it—this was his only thought.

Never thought that it would fall into Ming Jiaoning's hands, he suppressed his panic, bowed his head and remained silent.

Mingjiao Ning smiled, raised his hand and knocked on the porcelain vase, saying: "This porcelain vase is a bit special."

"How do you know? It's just an ordinary bottle." Ming Shen said lightly.

But inexplicably, Tu Yuju could feel his heart trembling, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were sweating coldly.

This man is really duplicity.

"Ming Shen, you are my only son. Since you are my only blood, I have forgiven you and tolerated you again and again, but you... really let my father down so much. Father hopes that you will be able to suffer setbacks, so that the prodigal son can turn back, now...it is impossible to think about it." Ming Jiao Ning sighed.

Seeing that Ming Shen didn't answer, Ming Jiao Ning continued: "After Ming Yi died, when I took you to Huailiao, guess what happened?"

Ming Shen still didn't answer, but Tu Yu could feel his heart beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was afraid of his own life or what would happen to his ashes.

"The corpse was stolen, and the corpse thief had a good cultivation level, which made him succeed. You have saved a lot of trouble with this helper, but, when you set up an ambush in Yingen Mountain, the leader It's also him, you said that this person has a chance and a better way out, why did he follow you?"

"Father, please speak directly." Ming Shen finally couldn't help it.

He didn't want to hear the news of Wu Kun's death from Ming Jiaoning. Although Ming Yi's death was caused by himself, it also made him unhappy. If there was another Wu Kun, he didn't dare to think about it.

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