Chapter 216 Chapter 52: Two Deaths

Grandfather would not just watch his son be put to death by a womanizer, but he cannot bear the severe backlash, even if he has nine lives like a cat. After thinking hard, grandpa finally found a clever way.The backlash effect is only useful for living people, so it will be okay to participate after death, right?However, after all, people are dead, so how can they participate in this matter?A dead person can't see, hear, or smell, so how can he do anything about the world? Although there are many lonely souls and ghosts, but Grandpa's soul has neither enmity nor resentment, and is walking the path that a normal soul should take, and has no chance to participate in the affairs of female sex ghosts.

But nothing can stop grandpa from thinking.He racked his brains in his usual serious thinking and couldn't find a good solution, but when he was squatting in the toilet for the old man, he had a flash of inspiration when he saw the toilet paper. So, the clever grandpa figured out a way to participate in this matter after death. Well, things go back to poor scholar and Luo Fu.Poor Xiucai and Luo Fu knew that it was the fox that caused the trouble, and they cried to death. Luo Fu's son was still kept in the dark. He came every day to force the poor scholar to admit that he was his own son.Poor scholar wished he could kill the fox, only hated his own poor health, unable to move, how could he admit that this fox bastard was his own son.

I can't move my hands, but I can always move my mouth.Therefore, the poor scholar yelled: "You fox bastard! Do you dare to ask me to admit that you are my bastard? If I admit you, I will become a vicious fox! If you have the ability to find your own fox father, you will find it!" He's dead, and we want revenge!" The fox bastard originally begged the poor scholar hypocritically with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, but how could he get drool all over his face!Immediately, the fake kindness in the eyes of the fox cub disappeared, and turned into a fierce red light. "Damn it. I gave you a good face, but you treat me like this!" The fox bastard slapped Poor Xiucai dizzily and foaming at the mouth.

"I knew you were a fox's bastard, I knew you were cruel! Fox bastard! You are a fox bastard! I have recognized your true colors! You cruel fox bastard!" Li's words became even more hateful. Luo Fu's son hates people calling him a fox boy, because this name makes him unhappy in everything and everywhere.Since he became an official, others have only dared to speak timidly behind his back, and no one has dared to call him a fox in front of him. At the beginning, just because he was beaten for stealing oil, his fox father dared to wait for several years to find an opportunity to murder a poor scholar who had nothing. His revenge was no less than his father.

Luo Fu's son jumped onto the bed, squatted down on the emaciated scholar, stretched out his hands and strangled the scholar's neck, blocking all the words that the scholar was going to say later.The scholar's mouth immediately made a beeping sound. Like a fish about to be cut open on the chopping board, Xiucai swayed weakly, trying to get rid of the fate of death.For Xiucai, this is the second time he has faced death.The first time a club had killed him, but this time it was far more painful.The scholar opened his mouth and wanted to scold the fox, but unfortunately he couldn't make a sound.

After a while, Xiucai was like a cooked fish, his eyes turned white, and his body gradually cooled down.But the fox cub seemed to have not let go of his hatred, he was still sitting on the scholar's body, his hands were still tightly strangling his throat, and his eyes were burning red with anger. The poor poor scholar experienced two deaths in this way. Later I thought, logically speaking, the poor scholar is the biggest culprit, and it should be his soul that lingers on the Taoist priest every day.But during the whole process, I never saw the shadow of a poor scholar.Thinking about it again, the poor scholar is already terribly weak, how can he have the capital to fight against the mighty fox?If one ant hates another ant, or one elephant hates another elephant, a violent fight is likely to ensue.If an ant hates an elephant, then the result can be imagined.

The poor scholar is the poor ant, and the Taoist priest is the huge elephant. But Luo Fu's soul is extremely strong. She shoulders the hatred of herself and her sweetheart, and keeps fighting with the fox. In other words, Luo Fu is just a weak woman, and it is enough to become a lonely ghost. If she wants to compete with the powerful Gui Taoist priest, it is also an ant's delusion to fight an elephant.But she did it, even chasing Gui Taoist priests to flee everywhere in her grandfather's era.Gui Taoist also had to use the power of the red-haired ghost to fight against Luo Fu. How did Luofu, a weak woman, gain the strength to compete with the Gui Taoist priest?And don't worry, wait for me to come one by one.

The fox cub sitting on the scholar's body woke up when he heard the sound of broken porcelain. Porcelain was broken by Luo Fu. Luo Fu originally came into the house with a bowl of boiled traditional Chinese medicine soup to feed the scholar.She didn't see the scholar get up to greet him, but she saw her son's eyes glowing red, and he strangled his sweetheart to death. As soon as he let go, the porcelain bowl slipped from his hand, fell to the ground, and shattered into several pieces.The steam of the hot soup rose from the ground, blurring Luo Fu's eyes... Maybe it's because the fox has half of Luo Fu's blood on his body, so he can show a little human temperament when he sees Luo Fu.The sound of the porcelain bowl breaking woke him up.He hurriedly withdrew his stiff hands, and stared at the scholar who rolled his eyes dumbfounded, with an expression of disbelief.

Looking at the door again, the mother's body softened as if her skeleton had been extracted suddenly, and she fell to the ground slowly.The fox cub jumped out of bed in a hurry and ran to the door to help his mother. At this time, a servant passing by the door saw this astonishing scene, hurriedly covered his mouth, and rushed to the yamen to report the crime. When the people from the yamen arrived, Luo Fu and the poor scholar were already cold.The fox cub was taken away by a few burly yamen servants, and after a month, his head was beheaded and he became a headless ghost. I don't know whether the souls of Luo Fu and poor scholar left their bodies at the same time.If so, I don't know what words and gestures there were between them, how they swore, and how they separated.What I know is that within a month, dozens of local men died on their own beds. No matter what their size was, they were as dry as mummies after death.