At ten o'clock in the evening, the moonlight was like water, pouring into Qin Yimo's room through the window.
Under everyone's eager gaze, Qin Yimo slowly lay down on the bed.
She tugged at the quilt, a look of helplessness on her face as she said with a wry smile, "How can I possibly sleep with you guys staring at me like that?"
Jiang Suisui: "You guys go out first, I'll call you later, okay?"
After hearing this, everyone shook their heads.
Jiang Suisui couldn't help but feel a little amused and raised her voice: "I'm catching ghosts, not performing an opera. Get out of here quickly!
The crowd reluctantly compromised and walked out while reminding: "Be sure to call us, we are right at the door, don't miss us!"
When the door was closed, only Qin Yimo and Jiang Suisui were left in the room.
Jiang Suisui curled the corner of his mouth, took out a sleeping talisman from his pocket, shook his wrist, and threw it accurately at Qin Yimo.
The thought of sudden wealth popped up in Jiang Suisui's mind: "Then why do you have to pay them out?"
Jiang Suisui said as a matter of course: "Such a ready-made excuse, why not use it! With so many people here, what kind of ghost is stupid?"
Jiang Yan and Qin Yixiao sat in the living room downstairs. They casually glanced at the people who were coming downstairs one after another, then turned around and continued to immerse themselves in their conversation.
Suddenly, a single ray of light disappeared from Qin Yimo's room. Waves of chilly air filled the air, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.
Jiang Suisui felt the chill and whispered silently to the sudden wealth in his mind: "Here it comes!"
As soon as the words fell, a blurry figure slowly emerged.
A male ghost with a large red silk cloth hanging on his chest and a long braid tied behind his head suddenly appeared in the middle of the room.
His figure loomed in the darkness, emitting a strange aura.
Jiang Suisui narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc: "Isn't your outfit tacky? You, you still need me!"
In the darkness, the male ghost's figure paused slightly, as if stimulated by these words.
His sharp, questioning voice echoed through the room: "Who? Who is there?"
Jiang Suisui responded loudly: "Auntie!"
After seeing Jiang Suisui's appearance, the male ghost seemed to be under a spell and instantly became crazy. He pounced on her with his fangs and claws bared, shouting, "Will you marry me too? Be my bride!"
Jiang Suisui really couldn't help it. Taking advantage of the moment when the male ghost pounced on her, she turned sideways, raised her foot accurately, and kicked the male ghost hard in the chest.
With a muffled sound, the male ghost fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Jiang Suisui snorted coldly and took out the gourd: "Sister Yang Qing, beat him, beat him to death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qing rushed out of the gourd, his eyes burning with rage, his sharp nails flashing coldly in the darkness, and he attacked the male ghost like a storm.
Every time a claw fell, it left a shocking blood mark on the male ghost's already gloomy and terrifying face.
But Yang Qing was still not satisfied. Her eyes were wide open with anger. She picked up the stool next to her, raised it high, and smashed it down at the male ghost.
He cursed, "You ignorant fool, you actually dared to hit on my sister. I'll beat you to death today!"
Yang Qing was originally an evil ghost, and with his hard training during this period, his strength increased greatly. He was ruthless in his attacks, and every move showed his violent nature.
Under Yang Qing's violent and violent attack, the male ghost had no power to fight back. He was beaten to the ground in a few seconds and could only let out a miserable cry: "I won't dare to do it again, I really won't dare to do it again. Wuuuuuu... spare me!"
Jiang Suisui woke up Qin Yimo who was lying on the bed and opened the door: "Come up."
Upon hearing this, the people guarding the stairs rushed upstairs.
Jiang Suisui stood at the door, holding the Yin-Yang pen in his hand.
As soon as everyone arrived at the door, they saw the male ghost lying on the ground in a mess, crying with tears and snot.
The male ghost was pinned down by Yang Qing. He raised his head with great effort and cried towards the door: "Wuwuwu, you gave me your fortune to marry her to me, why did you hit me!"
Qin Yimo's face flushed with anger. He stepped forward and asked, "Did I agree? I will marry you."
The male ghost cried and argued: "My family found a wife for me. We were married by our parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. It's only natural."
"Fuck your right and wrong!" Qin Yiheng couldn't contain his anger any longer. He rushed forward and kicked the male ghost hard. "He's already dead, and he still wants to harm the living!"
The male ghost rolled on the ground several times after being kicked. He looked more and more miserable and burst into tears: "Wow, why are you all hitting me? You are too bullying to ghosts!" The miserable cry echoed in the room, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Shi Huanxi couldn't help but sneer at the side: "With this little ability, what kind of Wu are you?!!!"
Jiang Suisui had no intention of listening to the male ghost's wailing. She took a step forward and shouted sternly, "Hand over the marriage certificate!"
The male ghost seemed stunned by the question. After a moment's pause, he replied with a tearful and puzzled voice, "What is a marriage certificate?"
Jiang Suisui said nothing, stepped forward and kicked him twice, saying as he kicked, "Do you understand now?"
The male ghost was kicked so hard that he huddled up into a ball and waved his hands repeatedly: "I really don't know, please stop hitting me!"
Jiang Suisui: "Sister Yang Qing, everyone, since he doesn't know, then keep beating him until he knows!"
The male ghost looked at the people who surrounded him in horror, and he panicked and subconsciously wanted to escape underground.
He suddenly threw himself to the ground, digging frantically with his hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not penetrate the ground at all, as if the ground beneath his feet had turned into an extremely hard wall of iron.
Jiang Suisui folded his hands across his chest, a mocking smile on his lips. Looking at the male ghost's ridiculous and futile struggle, he said slowly, "Save your energy. You can't escape. You'd better stay here and enjoy yourself."
The male ghost froze, his heart filled with despair. He hesitated for a moment, then cried out in a sobbing voice, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, isn't that enough?"
Everyone stepped back, but Yang Qing continued to step on the male ghost's back without any hesitation, pinning him down firmly.
Jiang Suisui slowly squatted down, staring intently at the male ghost, stretched out a hand, and said coldly: "Take it out."
The male ghost took out a marriage certificate from his arms tremblingly and handed it to Jiang Suisui with shaking hands.
Jiang Suisui took it, opened it carefully, and after carefully identifying it, she confirmed that this was Qin Yimo's marriage certificate.
As everyone watched, a cluster of golden flames suddenly ignited in Jiang Suisui's hand and quickly spread to the entire marriage certificate.
In the blink of an eye, the marriage certificate turned into ashes in the flames and drifted away in the wind.
Almost at the same moment when the marriage certificate burned, Qin Yimo felt a warm current surge into his heart, and his originally heavy body suddenly felt light, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
She took a deep breath, and her energy and spirit returned instantly. She murmured, "It's amazing..."
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