The Qiu family is a very traditional big family.

The next day, Yun Ling and Yun Yao came to Qiu's house by appointment.

On the top of the suburban hills, there are shades of green trees, hiding a big house with black tiles and white walls.

The appearance of the house is a few years old, and it is covered with vines.

The mountains were very foggy, and the car was driving with high beams, and the towering mountains suddenly looked black and infiltrating.

Before entering the house, he already felt a gloomy atmosphere.

"Old ancestor, look, isn't it a wicked way?" Yun Yao unfastened his seat belt and craned her neck to look outside.

Yun Ling stopped the car, not hurriedly, and took a look at the surrounding atmosphere.

Indeed, weird.

"Huh? There is a car parked in front of me. Isn't it? Mrs. Qiu invited other people over, right?"

Yun Yao probed her head, her eyes fell on a Maybach not far away.

The black car was immersed in the night, and it was about to merge with the night.

Yun Ling disagreed, and said lightly: "Perhaps, I have hired several ghost hunters."

"Really, you are here with your ancestors, why do you need someone else?" Yun Yao pouted and pushed the car door down.

At the gate of the house, the housekeeper had been waiting for a long time, bringing someone up to greet him, and politely looked at Yun Ling and Yun Yao.

Finally, his gaze fell on Yun Yao: "You are the master ghost hunter invited by your wife, right?"

"It's me, it's me." Yun Yao promised, she couldn't wait.

The butler stopped her and said, "Master has not been buried yet. If you two don't mind, please follow me by the side door? Because Master's body is still parked in the hall."

Yun Yao: "..."

People have passed away for a week, so they still haven't settled for peace?

After thinking about it, she knew instantly again.

Isn't this still a yin marriage? Naturally, I will be buried after the wedding, right?

Yun Yao turned to look at Yun Ling, not daring to call the shots without authorization.

Yun Ling nodded lightly: "Then go the wrong way."

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The two soon followed the housekeeper into the house.

Lanterns and festoons were everywhere in the house, and festive red lanterns hung the entire corridor.

But such a dazzling red, not only does not make people feel happy, but it feels a bit gloomy.

The house was quiet, accompanied by the crows of crows, and there was an indescribable chill.

Rao Yunyao had been mentally prepared for a long time, but he still felt his hairs stand up and got goose bumps.

She subconsciously hugged Yun Ling's arm and slowed down.

Yun Ling smiled slightly, and hugged the little girl tightly.

Although this child has followed Xiaoguangzhou a lot of mystery, after all, those are all things on paper.

Speaking of practice, it was the first time that Dongyang Girls’ School was eliminated, right?

Yun Ling felt the girl beside him start to tremble.

Indeed, this house is made like a ghost movie, and it is hard for ordinary people not to be afraid.

"Two, my wife is in the west yard and will be here soon."

As soon as the housekeeper's voice fell, Yun Ling frowned.

Because she smelled a strange fragrance.

This smell, emptiness, misty, like a burst of green smoke, soon drifted into the air.

"Madam, people are here."

Following the report from the housekeeper, the person sitting on the grand master's chair stood up and greeted Yun Yao enthusiastically.

"Master Yun, welcome!"

Yun Yao responded with a smile, raised her head, and saw a man sitting on another armchair.

Wearing a suit and leather collar, with an elegant and calm posture, he is holding a tea cup and sipping tea slowly.

The man did not rush, took a sip of the bowl of tea, gently put down the tea cup, and raised his eyes: "Ling'er, what a coincidence."

Yun Ling followed the sound and found that it was actually Quan Tianqing?

Why is this guy here?

"Old...Brother, do you know each other?" Yun Yao turned to look at Yun Ling in surprise.

She thinks this man is so elegant and handsome.

Yun Ling nodded, but his expression was on guard.

"Go, go, let's go and serve tea to the two of you!" Mrs. Qiu hurriedly greeted the housekeeper to serve tea.

Yun Ling waved his hand, with a cold expression: "No dry mouth."

"Then..." Mrs. Qiu was instantly embarrassed.

Yun Ling went straight to the point without any delay: "Where's Mrs. Qiu, can you take us to see her directly?"

"I called her, she should be almost there now..."

As soon as Mrs. Qiu finished speaking, the two of them walked in outside.

A tall woman with a haggard face, heavy dark circles under her eyes, and whitish lips and tongue.

The shorter one is a little girl, supporting the woman.

What makes Yun Ling incredulous is that this little girl is Su Jia?

When Su Jia saw Yun Ling, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Xian Xian, come and sit down." Mrs. Qiu saw Su Xian and immediately called to Su Jia to help him over.

Yun Ling didn't say a word. He carefully looked at Su Xian's steps and found that her back heel was on the ground, walking a little hard.

Obviously the body is thin, but it seems like something is on the back...

This thought really shocked Yun Ling.

Shouldn't...

Because of the people nearby, she couldn't open her eyes, so she couldn't see if there was something following Su Xian.

"Xianxian, Xiao Yan, he has already left, don't hurt your body. Don't hurt your body. Our Qiu family feels your feelings. Really, Xiao Yan won't blame you."

"Auntie, Qiu Yan and I will be married in just a few days. He is sick and he is not reconciled...I have to fulfill his last wish for him." Su Xian raised her eyes, her eyes were hollow, as if she was sucked away. The spirit is general.

Mrs. Qiu sighed, and she still persuaded her painstakingly: "If you really get married with Xiao Yan, it will be very difficult for you to marry again in the future. You know what I mean? When that happens, you have to. Keep the widow for a lifetime."

Su Xian obviously hesitated when she heard this.

But soon, she resolutely said: "Auntie, don't persuade you, I have made a decision. The wedding was held as scheduled."

"Hey..." Mrs. Qiu sighed weakly.

She immediately turned her head and turned her eyes for help to Quan Tianqing and Yun Yao.

"Auntie, I am tired and want to go back to sleep." At this moment, Su Xian said weakly.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qiu immediately greeted: "Go go, Jiajia, take good care of your sister."

Su Jia nodded obediently, before leaving, she didn't forget to smile at Chong Yunling, which was a face-to-face encounter.

When the two sisters passed by Yun Ling, she smelled another scent.

It smells exactly the same as when I first entered the West Yard!

It turned out that this smell came from Su Xian?

"Oh, you all saw it, did you hear it? Since my nephew left, Xianxian has changed her whole body, getting thinner and thinner, and less and less energetic."

A second ago, Mrs. Qiu's voice was still very high.

In the next second, he suddenly lowered his voice nervously: "You said, is it Xiaoyan he... hasn't left yet?"

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