Ye Ping held the bracelet in her hand and held it carefully, and tears fell down her face.

This gold bracelet was the love-taking thing she gave to Yang Le back then. The bracelet was engraved with Ye Ping's name on the bottom. How could Ye Ping admit his own thing?

"The bracelet has been buried with Yang Le. Why did the soul-breaking residence appear as my brother mentioned? Is my husband still alive?" Ye Ping finally calmed down his excitement and asked Shiqi.

Ye Ping was angry and was longing. What was angry was that the person who lived in the Souls had done something to steal the grave and dig the grave. What was longing for was that if Yang Le was still in the world and thanks to the heaven, she could still renew her relationship with her lover.

"Sister, I am very reluctant to attack you, but I still advise you to stop this idea. My brother-in-law Yang Le will definitely not be alive. This bracelet is more like a medium, a container. My brother-in-law is a Mu man, and Jin Kemu, so he uses the golden bracelet that is contaminated with the breath of my brother-in-law to imprison his soul."

"Does the soul collection in the Broken Soul House operate in this way? It seems too troublesome."

Zheng Gan asked.

"Of course not, otherwise how could there be a soul-collection bag? This is exactly what I am puzzled about. My brother-in-law's soul should be particularly important to the Soul-Breaking House, so he used the method of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements. This shows that the conventional method is not possible at all. My brother-in-law has never practiced it. But what special thing does an ordinary person have? Let the famous Soul-Breaking House cause great war."

"Then, then, Seventeenth brother, haven't you checked that corpse?"

"I checked it. This is the second place I wonder. After a person dies, the body will rot and bones will be left behind, but Yang Le's tomb is empty."

"The truth will be revealed only if you find Yang Le's soul. I guess it's useless to guess here, why is this bracelet missing a piece?"

When Ha Shiqi held his chin and thought seriously, Zheng Gan felt a headache. How to find something without a head or tail? He looked at the gold bracelet. He saw a small crescent-shaped mouth on the back of the bracelet.

The small mouth is not big, and it cannot be seen from the wrist under the bracelet.

"I brought this bracelet from my mother's belly. There was already a small mouth on it."

Ye Ping's words were not only Zheng Gan, but also Ha Shiqi was surprised.

Jia Baoyu, born with jade, is a story compiled by a novelist on Earth in another world. Unexpectedly, he met a real person on the bimoon continent.

Ye Ping stroked the gap on the bracelet and sighed.

"My mother said, I was born with a gold bracelet. Everyone in the Hidden Village of Fog knows that it has been a strange story for many years. It is said that my parents are blessed. The girl born with a gold bracelet must be precious and can bring good luck to my parents," said the girl.

"What's the best time? What's the luck?"

"Fortune is, but bad luck. My parents died of illness when I was very young. On the night of my marriage, my husband suddenly died," said the author.

Ye Ping was filled with tears, immersed in grief.

Zheng Gan fell in love with the scene and remembered that his girlfriend Yi Hong was also newly married at night. She suddenly fell ill. Later, she was brought to the Shuangyue Continent by a man named Hongzu. She has been here in the Shuangyue Continent for several days. Not to mention looking for Yi Hong, she didn't even have a clue. She couldn't contact Hongzu.

Zheng Gan's eyes turned red. He clenched his fists and sweared secretly.

"Yi Hong, my lover, I will definitely find you, even if it is forever."

"Sister, don't be sad. Since there are clear clues, things will be easy to handle. You must trust your younger brother. It will definitely satisfy your sister."

"Okay, I believe my brother, it's not too early, so let's take a break. I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something to do," said I.

Ye Ping wiped her eyes lightly and forced herself to smile.

No words all night.

It was just dawn, and a noise came from outside the door.

"Donor, I see the black air over your house is filled with my heart. I'm here to eliminate disasters and drive away evil spirits. Oh, don't push me, I'm telling the truth."

A left voice, speaking, seemed to be defending his words,

"What evil devil? I don't have it at home, but yours only. I come to find bad luck early in the morning. Go quickly, leave quickly. If I don't leave, I will call someone anymore," said.

Ye Ping scolded,

My left voice was quite persistent. Instead of not leaving, I screamed loudly.

"Friends, you can judge me. Her house is not clean and I don't need money. I can provide free door-to-door service and I won't let me drive it away. It doesn't matter if it hurts her. Wouldn't the villagers suffer with it?"

Amid the quarrels, all the villagers gathered around.

"Get out, get out, where are the miscellaneous hairs coming from? I'm talking nonsense. At the beginning, I said I wanted some dry food and some water to drink. I'm not leaving quickly for you, why are you talking nonsense here?"

There were more and more people, and Ye Ping's face turned red.

"Yes, where did you come from? Why did you come here to make trouble?"

The villagers scolded the Taoist priests one after another.

The Taoist priest swept the crowd and snorted coldly.

"I'm making a tantrum, I'm laughing like a real person to make a tantrum? A village girl is worthy of my tantrum?"

Xiao Zhenren glared at the triangular eyes, and his sharp voice, he was really imposing. The villagers of Wuxi Village had just been robbed by robbers and were always timid. They were frightened by his momentum and shook their necks. Then the person who was talking to Ye Ping quietly retreated behind the crowd and did not dare to say anything.

"You show evidence and say that there are evil demons in my family. If you can't take it out, you are talking nonsense. Fortunately, you still call yourself a real person."

Ye Ping was not afraid at all and cursed with her hips.

’Yes, it’s enough to have evidence. Even if you are a god without evidence, you can’t talk nonsense, right?”

Someone in the crowd muttered quietly.

Although more people dared not speak, they nodded together.

"I really don't cry until I see the coffin. Today, the real person will show you ordinary people, so that you can see the three eyes of Prince Ma," said the real person.

Xiao Zhenren sneered and raised his hand to the yard.

With a squeak, Ye Ping's window in the house was knocked away by a force. A black cloth bag fell from the house into the yard.

The cloth bag is like a whip gyro, dripping and dripping fast.

The talisman on the cloth bag turned into a cloud of gray mist while it was spinning. The pocket opening opened.

With the shrill howling, a thick black smoke surged from the bag.

The black smoke quickly condensed into a solid body.

The villagers screamed and ran away one after another.

"Don't run, please."

The howling stopped, and the ghost condensed into a physical body was motionless.

After a long time, the villagers plucked up their courage and came forward and recognized the person condensed by black smoke.

"Aren't these robbers? How could they be in the bag? How could the bag be in Ye Ping's house?"

After confirming that this ghost was not harmful, more and more villagers came to Ye Ping's door and talked a lot.

"How is it? Have I been lying to you? Are you lying to me? Is this evidence enough?'.

The villagers nodded like chickens running around the broken rice.

"No, the real person did not lie to us, the real person is really a master."

The crowd shouted.

"What else do you say? Who do you want to harm the souls of these robbers? If it weren't for real people to calculate, they would be in trouble in your village and rushed to arrive, I'm afraid you will be the same as them now," said the author.

Xiao Zhenren pointed to the ghosts of the robbers and shouted: "Should."

The ghosts were put into the soul-receiving bag again, Xiao Zhen grabbed the soul-receiving bag tightly in his arms.

"This person is from your village, so you can handle it whatever you want. As an outsider, I don't have any trouble interfering, so I left."

"Thank you for the real person, respectfully sending the real person," the villagers admired the real person. Xiao Zhenren smiled proudly. He glanced at Ye Ping, turned around and left,

Walking far away, the voice of laughter came.

"Outsiders are not scary, as domestic thieves are the most difficult to guard against," said the author.

The sound is not loud, and each word is like seeds, plunging deeply into the hearts of the villagers in Wuxi Village. On this ordinary morning, suspicious and angry emotions sprouted quickly and grew into towering trees.

The villagers stared suspiciously at Ye Ping's house, which was closed in the courtyard, and buzzed,

Ye Ping didn't want to tell the difference because she was very strange. The quarrel outside was so fierce, why didn't Zheng Gan and Ha Shiqi move and sleep so hard?

"Brother, Seventeen, Brother Zheng, have you gotten up?"

Ye Ping called out the two of them, and the room was silent.

"I went in."

Ye Ping stepped into the house, the bed was empty and the two of them disappeared.
Chapter completed!