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"Huang Li, what are you two husband and wife doing?"

The head of the village heard the noise and fight inside. He hurried in and stopped him. "Now the guests are still there. Are you going to throw it into the face of our yellow village?"

Huang Li stopped wrestling with his wife and went out with shame and entered the kitchen.

"I said, sister-in-law, do you know what kind of person Niuniu is? She is not a human being. She is a fairy. Go out and have a look. She shakes a small clock in her hand at will. Our air becomes much more comfortable. She stepped on the white clouds like that. It's a great blessing for your family to have such relatives, but you just push such a goddess out. I don't know what you think. "

The village head criticized Huang Li's wife and threatened her. If she dared to upset Yang Zimei this time, he would immediately drive her back to her mother's house and take all her son's fields back to the village. She would no longer admit to be a member of the ancestral hall of Huang village.

Huang Li's wife glanced at the door quietly and found that all the people in the village were kneeling at the door of her house, looking at the roof with reverence.

She also looked up at the roof.

I found that Yang Zimei standing on the top of the building is really different. She looks like a fairy in a painting, as if she were in a white mist.

Is she really a fairy?

Thinking of this, she did not dare to breathe any more, and rushed into the kitchen to start busy meals.

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Yang Zimei on the roof of the building also roughly understood the magical effect of the small clock, and Xiaoqian rippled down.

Huo Wenhua also heard those bells just now.

However, the sound of those bells was not as beautiful as fairy music to him who was haunted by Yin Qi, but made him feel uncomfortable all over the body. He was forced to support by sweating until the bell stopped. If the other party was granted amnesty, he would be more comfortable.

When Yang Zimei saw that he was born again and weak after the robbery, Fang was surprised to find that he had just ignored him, and that he, who was about to arrive, was not suitable to hear the bell.

She took out the silver needle and gave him acupuncture to calm him down.

After acupuncture, Huo Wenhua was much more comfortable, and his cold feeling was also reduced.

They are always sensitive to where they are going.

He also felt some, think about what Yang Zimei said to him before, and realized that his time limit should come.

As long as the body of his brother is found and his soul is welcomed back to the hall of the Huo family, he will die without regret.

Therefore, he is more open-minded when he looks at people and things.

"Thank you, master Yang."

Huo Wenhua thanks her, and then asks her to return to jade, which is attached to her brother's soul.

He should cherish the rest of his time with his brother.

Yang Zimei untied the charm on the jade and returned the ghost to him.

"Brother, are you ok?"

The ghost asked Huo Wenhua with concern.

Hearing his brother's greetings, Huo Wenhua was very happy, "I'm fine, I'm ok."

"It's OK, brother. You have to be good!"

"No body ghost way," only you are good, I can be worshipped, will not become bullied hungry ghost, wandering around. "

"Well, brother will not make you hungry again. I will try my best to protect you!"

Huo Wenhua said in a hurry.

"Thank you, brother."

Huang Li, who comes out from the kitchen with vegetables in his hand, sees Huo Wenhua holding a piece of jade to call his younger brother. He feels very strange and doubts whether the tycoon is mentally ill.

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