The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

"To whom?"

The little white deer tilted his little face and said, "if Mrs. Fang is looking for a painting, is it important for the other party's wife? But it's Xiang's painting. Why is it important for her to know Xiang?"

Duanmuya's eyelids jumped and she always felt that he had asked the key point.

She was about to speak——

But Mrs. Ji came back.

As she wiped her sweat, she asked, "what's helpful and what's important?"

"No! We're talking... Who's more important than who!" The little white deer had an idea. When he said it, he quickly ran over and picked up the teapot and poured water for Mrs. Ji.

"Thank you."

Mrs. Ji took the tea with a pleased look on her face. "We Xiaobai are so good."

"That is." The little white deer looked proud, but the conversation turned, "by the way, the people of Feilong hall came to us to search. Did they really search the whole street?"

"Yes."

Night shadow asked, "did you find anything?"

"A lot of things were searched."

Mrs. Ji drank a glass of water in one gulp, and the little white deer gave her another one with a wink, which made Mrs. Ji reach out and rub his head before continuing to say: "there are more than I thought. There are not enough things in a big room. There are many kinds of things commonly used in daily life, such as medicine, clothes, silk, weapons, prey, meat, rice noodles, tableware and drinking utensils."

Then she sighed, "there are so many things. No wonder the people in Feilong hall are uncomfortable. They don't want to listen to my opinion. Give everyone a chance to put back the things they have taken, that is to search them in person."

The night makes the shadow to pick eyebrows: "isn't there only old and weak women and children left in the flying dragon hall? How can they be so tough?"

"I don't know."

Mrs. Ji shook her head, "and after the search, they were not very satisfied, especially Pang Fengyu's wife and concubine. They said that the most important painting was missing. If anyone didn't return it, he would die and show it to everyone. It was very ugly."

Duanmuya looked at each other secretly.

Mrs. Ji didn't pay attention to everyone's little move. She thought of something and asked strangely, "by the way, what's the matter with Mrs. Bai? She's holding her child outside all the time. Her face is very white. I asked her to come in. She just didn't want to come in and ran to other pubs for dinner. The strangest thing is that she told me not to go home and said there were ghosts at home?"

“……”

Duanmu yawang's face sank immediately.

The little white deer also closed his mouth and ran to hold Yan Huiyin's legs, his eyes red.

"Oh."

Night Nong Ying sneered, and she whispered to Duanmu ya, "Mr. Yin didn't hurt her family, on the contrary, he sheltered her. When the flying dragon hall was in trouble with the white family, I didn't see her so scared as today."

Duanmu yawang didn't go back to the night to make a shadow or to Mrs. Ji. She reached out and patted Yin Huiyin on the shoulder, turned her head and smiled at Mrs. Ji, "didn't you say you wanted to eat my oily noodles yesterday? I'll do it now. How about eating it at night?"

"Er!"

Mrs. Ji was stunned for a moment and then reacted. She smiled and narrowed her eyes. "OK, just eat oily noodles! I've been thinking about it for many days!"

"OK."

Duanmu yawang answered and said to the three of Ye nongying, "you three come in and help."

"How can they?" Mrs. Ji said, "I'll help you."

"You rest." Duanmu yawang said with a smile, "you're tired enough, or you can see if there's anything you can help out. Just go. We'll wrap up the meal. Don't argue with us."

"Good, good." Mrs. Ji said, but she thought of something. She quickly put down the cup and said, "I'll go and see how my husband is busy. Just ask us to have dinner."

"OK."

So Mrs. Ji went out.

As soon as I went out, a group of men and women came up, standing in the street opposite my house and pointing at my house.

Mrs. Ji walked over and looked puzzled: "neighbors, what's the matter with you?"

One of the women came to hold Mrs. Ji's hand and asked curiously, "Mrs. Ji, I heard that the man dressed in black in your family is not a human, but a bone ghost. Don't you feel bad about living with a ghost for so long?"

"What are you talking about!" Ji Fu suddenly pulled back his arm and glared at the woman. "You're a bone ghost! Run to the door and poke people's bones. Are you black hearted?"

"It's not what I said!" The woman was scolded and annoyed, and pointed to the crowd: "what Mrs. Bai said! And the concubine of the Feilong hall also said yes. She said she saw it during the body search and was almost scared to cry!"

Why does Mrs. Bai still talk about this thing everywhere!

Ji Fu was dissatisfied. Looking down at the woman's fingertips, he saw that Mrs. Bai was hiding behind the crowd, not only not ashamed, but also frightened: "Mrs. Ji, Mr. Yin is really a ghost, you should drive them away quickly!"

"Madam Bai, do you know what you're talking about?" Ji Fu's popularity was crazy. "Miss Duanmu, they still think of us and want to cook delicious food for us. How dare you drive people away? How much have they helped us? Do you have a conscience?"

"I don't eat what they make." Mrs. Bai hugged the child with a disgusting look on her face. "As long as I think of eating at the same table with a ghost, I'm sorry for my child!"

Then she said to Mrs. Ji, "I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe it, go in and take off Mr. Yin's robe."

"I'm a well behaved woman. Why take off the young man's robe?" Mrs. Ji felt humiliated. At the same time, she was extremely cold: "besides, people are even ghosts. What's the matter? Have they helped you or hurt you?"

"Anyway, as long as they are there one day, I won't get close to the house." Mrs. Bai hugged the child in her arms and walked away angrily.

Others are full of gossip——

"Mrs. Ji, Mrs. Fang is right. You'd better drive people away and live with a ghost for a long time. Who knows what will happen?"

"Yes, I have long thought that they are very strange. They are young and have great ability. People and ghosts hang around. I don't know how many unclean things they have done. Otherwise, how can they be so strong?"

"It makes sense. I've heard before that the more outrageous the cultivation, the faster the improvement."

"The most important thing is not to know what they want to do when they come to endless city?" Someone was terrified, "they easily annihilated the flying dragon hall. Would they want to replace it?"

"It's not impossible, after all..."

"Have you said enough?"

Ji Fu blushed and his neck was thick. "If you want to go elsewhere, don't say it in front of me, or don't blame me for being rude!"

With that, she went to find Mr. Ji angrily.

Mr. Ji and a group of people are digging the bloody smelly soil in the flying dragon hall and transporting it out. Don't let it stink the whole street.

The men were all busy with their heads down. Each one was hot and sweaty, and she quickly added it.

When Mr. Ji saw her, he knew something was wrong at a glance. "Madam, who made you angry?"

"No, don't say that."

Mrs. Ji didn't want to say at all. She buried herself in her hard work and said, "Miss Duanmu is making oily noodles for everyone at home. Let's help again and go back to eat."

"Miss Duanmu is in charge of the spoon?"

Mr. Ji smiled mildly. "Blessed are you all. Miss Duanmu's oily noodles just want to eat every two days."

"Yes."

Mrs. Ji smiled and thought of what had happened just now. Her eyes darkened again.

With Mrs. Ji's help, she was busy until it was dark and everyone dispersed.

Mr. and Mrs. Ji also hurried home.

When they got to the house, they saw the oil lamp on. Before they entered the house, they smelled the fragrance of noodles and meat.

"We're back!"

Smelling the warm fragrance, Mrs. Ji was in a better mood. She stepped into the house again and again, laughing and shouting.

When I entered the hall, I found a large plate of oil splashed noodles on the table, as well as two stewed meat and fried meat. Each dish was full of color, flavor and flavor.

"It smells good."

Mr. Ji couldn't help sighing.

However, soon, he found something wrong, because the house was quiet.

He wondered, "why didn't anyone answer? Miss Duanmu, aren't they there?"

Then he shouted a few times.

“……”

Still no one answered.

Mrs. Ji's face changed greatly.

She hurried into the kitchen.

Mr. Ji thought she looked wrong and followed her.

"Ah!"

Before Mr. Ji entered the kitchen, he heard Mrs. Ji scream, and then cried, "Xianggong, Miss Duanmu, they're gone!"