Maoshan ghost hunter

Ye Shaoyang believes that he has seen countless beauties, each with a different temperament, appearance and dress, and it is impossible to tell who is superior.

In terms of temperament, the glamorous Rui Lengyu is naturally the first.

But when it comes to looks alone, apart from the perfect Yang Gongzi, Xueqi is the only one who can match the beauty in front of her.

It's a pity that Xueqi has become a loli...

The difference is that Xueqi is at best Yu Jie, and the beauty in front of her is older, in her 30s, with a more mature charm.

Seeing Ye Shaoyang staring at her all the time, the beauty was a little shy, lowered her head slightly, and said, "The Archmage..."

Only then did Ye Shaoyang come back to his senses, and asked excitedly, "Wen Huajiao?"

Wen Huajiao nodded.

"Cough cough." Thinking that the other party is his elder, Ye Shaoyang suddenly felt a little embarrassed by the previous gaffe, besides, he and her daughter are still good friends.

"Aunt Wen, you..."

Wen Huajiao turned around and whispered, "Master, please put on your clothes."

Ye Shaoyang was taken aback, and looked down, damn it, he was only wearing underwear... Just now he took off his clothes and was going to sleep, but later encountered a vision, until Wen Huajiao's soul appeared, he was just in a daze and forgot everything.

Feeling very embarrassed at the moment, he hurriedly found his clothes and put them on in a hurry. Guagua's smirk came from behind him:

"Boss, isn't this the first time this kind of thing has happened? Why do you always not wear clothes every time you meet a beautiful woman, whether it's a human or a ghost?"

"Go to hell!" Ye Shaoyang cursed, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had been seen by at least three people, and sighed, it was too much of a disadvantage.

Ye Shaoyang coughed twice, stood up, looked Wen Huajiao up and down, and said, "You are just a remnant soul."

Wen Huajiao turned around and nodded at Ye Shaoyang, "It's just where the soul is."

"Oh, you...why are you in the Gu worm?"

Wen Huajiao let out a long sigh, and began to tell her own experience:

"At that time, I used natal Gu worms to block Su Jie's three souls and seven souls, not only to save her, but also to put the life soul into the Gu worms to form a curse of immortality, which cannot be broken by any witchcraft.

That bastard used the Golden Armor Gu method, partly to seal off my remnant soul, lest I go out and tell others the truth.

As for me, I have been waiting for an opportunity. Although I have waited for ten years, I have finally waited for you, and I have seen hope. "

Looking at the other party's clear eyes, Ye Shaoyang had too many questions to ask, after thinking for a while, he asked first: "The last two entrusted dreams were all done by you, right?"

Chapter 1069 Tragic 1

Seeing her nodding, Ye Shaoyang immediately frowned, "Haven't you been locked in the Gu worm all this time? How did you get out?"

Wen Huajiao said: "Didn't the Archmage realize that the two times I appeared were at three o'clock in the middle of the night?"

At three o'clock in the middle of the night... that is, around twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Ye Shaoyang thought for a while, he was dreaming at that time, where he remembered the time, anyway, it was midnight.

"The Gu insects can only survive and maintain their cultivation by swallowing their breath. Otherwise, how can they maintain their witch power for a long time."

Wen Hua said tenderly, "At midnight and three quarters every day, it is the time for Gu worms to take a breath, and it is also the time when the witch power is the weakest. Only this ray of my remnant soul can escape from the trap, and only for a while."

Wen Huajiao continued to explain that her remnant soul had already been infiltrated by the golden beetle Gu insect, so she couldn't go far at all. Once the golden beetle Gu insect finished breathing, it could use its witch power on her to pull her back quickly.

She sneaked into the dream world with the help of the witch power of the natal Gu insect, so she was able to avoid the suppression of the panic bell.

Regarding these kinds of witchcraft, she did not explain in detail. Ye Shaoyang understood the general idea, so he didn't ask for details.Thinking of the arms and legs seen in the dream, it should be the magic power of the golden beetle.

"Have you always been like this for the past ten years?" Ye Shaoyang asked.

"It's always been, every time I get out of trouble, I will come to Qingyu and take a look at her." Wen Huajiao looked sad, "She is my only concern in the world."

"I want to know...how did you die, why did Mu Qingfeng kill you?"

Ye Shaoyang said the question that bothered him the most.

Wen Huajiao sighed heavily, "It's justifiable for him to kill me, but I don't blame him."

When Ye Shaoyang heard it, he was stunned on the spot, feeling inconceivable: It is said that she died at the hands of Mu Qingfeng, and he sealed the remnant soul with a voodoo technique. She should have hated him to the bone, how could she not blame him?

What's the secret behind this?

Ye Shaoyang felt as if he had fallen into layers of mysteries, solving one after another, refreshing his judgment all the time.

Fortunately, the person involved, Wen Huajiao, was right in front of him, so he didn't have to worry about it any more. He looked at her and nodded, waiting for her to continue talking.

Wen Huajiao slowly moved to the window, looked at the moonlight outside the window, stood silently for a while, and said, "It's been a long time since I enjoyed the night so freely, Archmage, thank you very much."

Standing silently in front of the window for a while, Wen Huajiao turned around, looked at Ye Shaoyang, and slowly uttered a sentence, which made Ye Shaoyang vomit blood on the spot:

"Because he wants to avenge the murder of his father. The old priest, my husband, was killed by me with witchcraft."

Ye Shaoyang looked at her stupidly, and thought in his heart, no wonder the old priest also died suddenly...

The relationship between this family is simply intriguing.

Wen Huajiao bit her lips, with a chill in her eyes, and said in an extremely cold voice: "That old bastard is the culprit of everything, I, Qingfeng, Qingyu, are all victims..."

She raised her head slightly, looking at the deep night sky, her expression became quite complicated, it took a while before her emotions calmed down, and she said leisurely:

"Archmage, do you think I'm pretty?"

"what?"

Ye Shaoyang saw her thinking about it for a long time, and thought that she would say something earth-shattering, but he didn't expect it to be such a question that had nothing to do with the topic, so he was a little confused on the spot.

"Answer me." Wen Huajiao looked at him and said lightly.

"Beautiful, very beautiful." Ye Shaoyang couldn't help telling the truth.

"Thank you." Wen Huajiao smiled, and then his expression darkened, "I'm so beautiful, why did I marry an old man 20 years older than me?"

Ye Shaoyang was stunned, only then did he realize that her previous question was to elicit this sentence.

Shaking his head slowly, he had been curious about this question for a long time, and said casually, "Does the old priest look like Tony Leung?"

Wen Hua snorted, "Leung Chiu Wai... I think Zeng Zhiwei is more or less the same."

Ye Shaoyang was puzzled at first, but when he thought about it, it was not surprising that Wen Huajiao knew Zeng Zhiwei when he was alive and young, when Hong Kong movies were the most popular.

"He's old and ugly, and he's a Hmong. My family background is good. I received a classical education since I was a child. Back then, I wanted to find an ancient man to marry. Even if I was blind, I would rather marry someone like you than A Miao man 20 years older than me!"

Guagua chuckled and covered his mouth.