Ghost Wedding at Midnight: My Adorable Ghost Husband

"Hi, this girl is my niece, young man, come here for fun, Mr. Zuo won't mind."

"How come, welcome."

"Huh, Mr. Zuo is kind and polite. Unlike some people, he has to be intimate. He clearly has no real skills but loves to take advantage of others. He has no skin and no face."

Just listened to a cold voice, and it was actually the seemingly thin Hui An Shitai.

And when Mrs. Hui'an said this, she squinted at her uncle, and everyone understood her unsound voice, which was satire to my uncle.

Not to mention any personal grievances between the two of them, let me just say that my uncle, who is absolutely the one who eats everything but does not suffer any loss, what a good man does not fight against a woman, put him on the body, absolutely not applicable.

I remember when I was in high school, my uncle bought me a mobile phone. The mobile phone of my daughter next door happened to be lost recently, and I happened to buy the same one as her.

The long-tongued aunt was indiscriminate and rumoured that I had stolen her daughter’s cell phone. My uncle, holding the invoice, wearing big pants, stood on the street and talked about the group of long-tongue women, The curse was on the **** head of the dog, and since then, the long tongue woman in that street saw her uncle and turned his head down.

The ability to scold the street is evident.

At the moment, he didn’t rush back, but he also looked at Master Hui’an with a partial eye, and said lukewarmly: “Oh, this blue sky is white, and you’re not taking advantage of family planning. Loose, go home and have a few more dolls, come out and pretend to be a **** and a ghost, yo, Master Hui'an, I didn't say you."

In the end, the uncle smiled particularly brightly.

At this time, Mrs. Hui'an's face became greenish-green, and it was about to happen. He listened to the able monk and stepped forward with a smile.

"Amitabha, I have been thirsty all the way. I have long heard that Mr. Zuo has collected a lot of teas. I would like to try it today."

"Master Yineng, Mr. Zuo invited us to come, but there is something to do, why are you here to drink tea?" Ning Yuan Taoist laughed and scolded, obviously these people have a very good relationship.

As the smoke cleared, the crowd gathered and entered the left mansion.

It was only then that I discovered that the architectural style of the Zuo's house is a combination of Chinese and Western. There are both a western-style fountain house and an oriental gentle ancient rhythm. The flowers and grass are pleasant to walk in, giving a particularly comfortable feeling.

I don’t know if it’s my illusion. I always feel that Zuo Qingyun pays special attention to my every move, or that he cares about Rong Qi, but he can’t see it.

After entering the classic style living room of Zuo Jiamin, Zuo Qingyun first invited everyone to taste the good tea in his family, and finally went straight to the theme.

The recent ghosts of the Zuo family and others present here are clearly clearer than I know, so I did not elaborate. The Taoist Ning Yuan proposed his own plan. What he meant was that he wanted to see the dead first. The body of the nanny and the security guard.

After all, they were killed by Xie Zuo and they always left some breath.

"It's almost the first seven, maybe we can find some clues," after all, they still don't know anything about the evil spirit of this Zuo family.

Everyone also expressed support for Ning Yuan's Taoist proposal.

So the buttocks hadn't sat firmly, and they all got up one after another, because the bodies of the nanny and the security guard were put on file and they are still sitting in the morgue of the police station.

"Miao'er, you don't want to go anymore, girl's house, see what corpse, wait," I didn't expect my uncle to stop it and didn't let me go.

And Rong Qi means, not let me go.