My Husband's Ghost

Chapter 19 Kwee Lan's Opposition

The Kwee Lan

Kwee Lan was determined to take back Jia Li from the hands of Van Costel IV, her husband.

"I have to bring Jia Li back and separate her from Van Costel" Kwee Lan told Laoshi.

"But it will make things difficult for you because the ghost is no match for us because he is surrounded by great people" Laoshi said.

"What should we do now?", asked Kwee Lan.

"We must use tactics to fight it because it will be futile for us to fight against the very strong Van Costel IV" said Laoshi.

"Siasat!?", asked Kwee Lan in surprise.

"True, Kwee Lan ! We have to think about the right strategy or strategy to deal with Van Costel IV", said Laoshi.

Kwee Lan was speechlessly flinchingly looking towards Laoshi without blinking.

"It's a stratagem that can defeat him and we have to think about it as best we can" Laoshi said.

"Then what strategy should we plan so that we can fight Van Costel IV" said Kwee Lan.

"We think of a strategy to deal with Van Costel" Laoshi said. "We're going to find the best strategy to fight it, I'm going to think about that strategy" he continued.

"Oh my God... I never thought that my daughter Jia Li would marry a ghost" Kwee Lan said.

"This is the prohibition of the Almighty, and the heavens will punish you if you do not immediately separate Jia Li and Van Costel IV" Laoshi said.

"I have to bear it because this is my fault, I have to accept the punishment, Laoshi.", said Kwee Lan.

Kwee Lan then bowed regretfully and only closed her eyes.

"What should I do... My Lord...!?", said Kwee Lan.

"Before everything continues any longer, we immediately separate the two so that the punishment of the heavens does not come to you Kwee Lan" Laoshi said.

"Oh my God", said Kwee Lan grew sad.

"We will prevent the impending curse of the heavens as punishment for you and your entire family, Kwee Lan" Laoshi said.

Laoshi stood with the dragon sword in his hand as he stared at the grieving Kwee Lan, regretting her actions.

The atmosphere of the sky was very cloudy at that time...

It was not a sign of the coming rainy day but the sky began to hear the story of Jia Li and Van Costel IV.

It was as if he felt a deep pain in Kwee Lan's heart.

However, his efforts failed because Van Costel IV who is a ghost came to threaten Kwee Lan not to disturb his family.

At night, the sky was overcast in the residence of Kwee Lan...

The gusts of wind blew very hard which caused the windows in Kwee Lan's house to open-closed very hard.

BRACKET... BRACKET... BRACKET...

Along with the strong wind, a figure of a man darted into Kwee Lan's bedroom.

The man with a very handsome face but cold and pale white was seen flying slowly towards Kwee Lan's chiho bed.

A WUSH... A WUSH... A WUSH...

The sound of wind whirling around the chiho is carved so that it fills the entire tiarai that decorate the big chiho.

Kwee Lan who was asleep with his wife woke up when her chihonya moved violently accompanied by a curtain waving.

"A-what is this, my husband?", asked Kwee Lan's wife.

"Come on, my wife.., I'll come down and see it", said Kwee Lan.

Kwee Lan who was still half sleepy did not notice the arrival of a cold and pale white-faced man before her.

He went downstairs trying to grab the candle on the table near his chihonya.

BRACKET...

''AAAAAAAAAA..!!!", cried third wife Kwee Lan hysterically.

"Oh my God!", said Kwee Lan in shock.

The candle in Kwee Lan's hand fell on the floor of his room and was extinguished by the strong wind that hit the candle.

"S-who... you...?", asked Kwee Lan trembling.

"Ghost ! There's a ghost ! T-please!", cried third wife Kwee Lan.

The beautiful-looking and young-aged woman screamed loudly while widening her eyes.

"Please ! There's a ghost!", cried Kwee Lan's wife in fear.

BRUISES...

Kwee Lan's third wife instantly collapsed onto the unconscious chiho as the pale-faced man's figure flicked his hand which let out a strong wind towards Kwee Lan's wife.

"My wife!", said Kwee Lan.

"What did you do to my wife ? How dare you enter my private room!", said Kwee Lan angrily.

Kwee Lan directly attacked the cold-faced man's figure blindly.

"Basic sassy!", cried Kwee Lan as she directed her punch.

The pale-white-faced man managed to dodge the blows from Kwee Lan who was continuously towards him.

Kwee Lan continued forward attacking the figure of the hovering man while directing his death punches.

A WUSH... A WUSH... A WUSH..

Almost Kwee Lan's attack missed and was unable to hit the figure of the cold-faced and handsome man.

Kwee Lan persistently continued to attack the man who was foreign to him without giving up one bit.

The middle-aged man then jumped up to grab his sword.

Kwee Lan unsheathed her sword towards the pale-faced man but the man was able to dodge it quickly.

The cold man appeared and disappeared as Kwee Lan swung her sword towards him.

"Who are you?", cried Kwee Lan agitated.

Kwee Lan looked puzzled as she did not see the cold-faced figure of the man inside her bedroom.

Disappearing without a trace and increasingly making Kwee Lan grow increasingly upset.

The atmosphere in Kwee Lan's bedroom room looked gripping and cold.

The middle-aged man turned his head and body towards the right and left in a panic.

"What human is it?" Kwee Lan told himself.

Suddenly from the bottom of his feet came several hands tightly gripping one of his legs so that Kwee Lan could not move at all.

"Take me off ! W-what is that ?" said Kwee Lan wide in shock.

The figure of the cold and pale-faced man then appeared right in front of Kwee Lan while staring intently.

The cold man then said to Kwee Lan.

"Don't bother my family anymore!", said the cold white-faced man growling.

Kwee Lan was stunned for a moment then she started to realize something related to Jia Li.

"Are you Van Costel IV?", asked Kwee Lan.

"Yes.., I am the husband of Jia Li.", said the ghost of Van Costel IV growled.

"He's not your wife ! And you have no right to marry my daughter!", said Kwee Lan.

Van Costel became even more angry when he heard Kwee Lan's words so that all the furniture in the bedroom room Kwee Lan flew and floated quickly in the air.

"What did you say !? We are married and love each other ! No one has the right to separate the two of us even the sky will not be able to do it, Kwee Lan", Van Costel IV said viciously.

"You Van Rogh Costel III family have lied to us all ! And how dare you make Jia Li live for you!", said Kwee Lan with high emotion.

"Living umbals?", said Van Costel angrily.

Both of Van Costel IV's eyes instantly turned white and his body emitted black smoke that moved around Kwee Lan's body.

Kwee Lan instantly fell silent petrified, she was unable to speak anymore nor move, only her two eyeballs twitched.

He tried to speak but his mouth felt locked.

"I warn you, Kwee Lan ! Don't say anything recklessly and make news that is not true!", said Van Costel IV.

The handsome ghost pointed one of his hands at Kwee Lan's neck, and strangled her.

"Who came to my house and made a noise ? Was it you who sent the holy master to me?", Van Costel said in anger.

The speechless Kwee Lan was only wide-eyed as her neck suffocated Van Costel's hand.

"Don't ever send anyone back to my house ! Otherwise I will destroy your entire family, Kwee Lan!", continued Van Costel with a growl.

Kwee Lan was unable to reply to Van Costel's ghost speech and she could only stare fearfully at the handsome ghost with sweat running down her forehead.

"Remind the holy master not to fight me because I do not hesitate to throw all of you out!", Van Costel said, staring coldly with his eyes turning white.

Van Costel removed the grip of his hand from Kwee Lan's neck and flew away slowly.

"And don't you ever try to take Jia Li away from me because I will hunt you down alive!" said Van Costel.

That handsome ghostly voice echoed throughout Kwee Lan's house.

Van Costel IV's body then disappeared from the bedroom room Kwee Lan accompanied by a thick black fog that surrounded the bedroom.

Kwee Lan immediately fell down from her standing position and she looked towards her legs, a figure appeared from inside the floor of her room so that the man became horrified.

The middle-aged man then shouted loudly then fell unconscious from fear.

The atmosphere of Kwee Lan's bedroom again became quiet as before.

The air that had been blowing fast began to blow slowly, the furniture in the room Kwee Lan room that had been floating irregularly had returned to its place with each neatly arranged.