Zhuang Yonglong and Mrs. Zhao personally came to greet Fang Xile and the others.

"Two adults, please!"

Fang Xile looked at the two, Zhuang Yonglong's expression was numb and tired, there were two thick dark circles under his eyes, obviously he hadn't slept well for a long time, Mrs. Zhao's eyes were red, and the whole person was in a trance.

"My lord, that's how it happened, poor my Heng'er is only sixteen years old, you must find a resentful ghost to avenge Heng'er!" Zhao said and cried with a sob.

"Resentful ghosts?" Fang Xile stared at Zhao's eyes tightly and asked, "Why do you think it's a resentful ghost?"

A trace of panic flashed in Mrs. Zhao's eyes, and she suddenly burst into tears again: "Don't you all say that ghosts kill people, what else can you do if you are not ghosts! Pity my Heng'er!

Mrs. Zhao couldn't stop crying, and she couldn't ask anything more.

Fang Xile shook his head, came all the way to the mourning hall, and pushed open the coffin.

"Hey, my lord......" Zhuang Yonglong sprinted all the way over: "Oh, how can you open ...... casually"

Fang Xile glanced over, and Zhuang Yonglong immediately closed his mouth from the heart.

Because the weather was already cold, Zhuang Heng's body was well preserved, Fang Xile opened his eyelids, and checked his lower ears again, his pupils were dilated, and his eardrums were ruptured, which was indeed a characteristic of drowning.

However, she frowned, not feeling any yin energy.

But how to explain the nightmare he had before, and the nightmare that Zhuang Yonglong is having now?

Fang Xile covered the coffin.

Zhuang Yonglong hurriedly came up: "My lord, have you found anything?"

Fang Xile shook his head, Zhuang Yonglong's face showed a look of disappointment, and a trace of despair, if he couldn't find a reason, would he also die a tragic death like Heng'er.

"Tell me about those dreams you had!"

Zhuang Yonglong shook his head, his face was discouraged: "I don't remember, I can't remember anything when I wake up." ”

"Can't remember anything?"

"Yes. ”

"Then how do you know you're having a nightmare?"

"This ...... A feeling. ”

"What does it feel?"

Mrs. Zhao interjected on the side: "It's really a nightmare, my lord, he still shouted dream words in his mouth when he dreamed, begging not to kill him or something." ”

"Oh?" Fang Xile turned his head: "What else did he say?"

"Say ......" Zhuang Yonglong turned his head to stare at Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Zhao stammered: "Just say it...... Say don't kill me?"

"Gone?"

"No, no. ”

Fang Xile narrowed his eyes: "Zhuang Yonglong, Zhao family, you have to tell us the truth, otherwise we won't be able to save you." ”

Zhuang Yonglong shook his head and said affirmatively: "It's gone." ”

At this moment, the subordinate came over and said, "Master, Xiao Zhao, Li and Yang are here." ”

After a while, three women in white walked in, first seeing Zhuang Yonglong and then asking Mrs. Zhao to say goodbye, obviously Zhuang Yonglong's concubine.

Fang Xile and Cheng Jiangyan left Zhuangfu.

"Master, Madame's Day condolences, hey, we just came to see Brother Heng. Xiao Zhao sighed and held Mrs. Zhao, she is a distant relative of Mrs. Zhao, after all, men always have to marry four concubines, so why not marry someone who can control it in their hands.

So Mrs. Zhao took the little Zhao family into the Zhuang Mansion and served the master together.

"Madam, don't cry, what should I do if I cry badly?" Li stepped forward and handed over a handkerchief.

Yang looked at Zhuang Yonglong submissively: "Master, you ...... Are you alright?"

"Yo he! When is this, still thinking about seducing the master!" Li's mouth is notoriously scathing, and as soon as she speaks, Yang's anxious tears are about to fall, and her pitiful appearance makes people feel distressed.

"I didn't! I'm just worried about the lord and the lady......"

"Smack!"

A loud slap hit Yang in the face, and Yang was immediately knocked to the ground, and tears fell suddenly.

Mrs. Zhao roared angrily: "Slut, shameless! Don't go back!"

Among these concubines, Mrs. Zhao hated the Yang family the most, the Yang family was originally a childhood sweetheart with Zhuang Yonglong, but the Yang family disliked Zhuang Yonglong and was poor, so they forcibly married the Yang family to the Bai family, and Zhuang Yonglong left angrily.

Many years later, Zhuang Yonglong returned to Xichuan with a large amount of wealth, while the Yang family did not have a good life, and her husband died and was lonely with her children.

Zhuang Yonglong saw that the Yang family was pitiful, and despite the opposition of the Zhao family, he accepted the Yang family as a concubine, and even took her children over and took care of them in every way.

At this moment, the Zhao family hates the Yang family to the core, she can tolerate her husband having a concubine, but she can't tolerate her husband being so good to another woman!

Zhuang Yonglong saw Yang crying, and just wanted to step forward to help him up, he heard Li Yin and Yang say strangely: "I know that I cry and cry in front of my lord all day, and I am all people with children, don't you understand the mood of being a mother?"

Zhuang Yonglong paused, sighed and said, "Cui Niang, Madam is sad, you go back to the room first!"

Yang lowered his head to hide the resentment in his eyes and said goodbye to Zhuang Yonglong and Mrs. Zhao.

On the roof, Fang Xile and Cheng Jiangyan sat side by side.

Zhuang Yonglong and Mrs. Zhao obviously hid something from them, so they pretended to leave, but in fact sat on the roof and listened to the corner.

"There are really a lot of things in the Zhuang Mansion!"

"Jiang Yan, you go and keep up with this Yang family. Fang Xile said.

Cheng Jiangyan gave her a look: "What, do you suspect her? She looks like she's just an ordinary person!"

"It's not just ghosts that can kill, I've heard that there is a kind of disgust that can curse people or manipulate people by getting their hair, and the manipulated person doesn't know what's going on. ”

"How do you explain the nightmare?"

Fang Xile shook her head, there were no more clues, and she couldn't see anything, she could only guess.

Cheng Jiangyan jumped and quietly followed the Yang family like a cat.

Yang lives in the north of Zhuangfu, and the house looks good, but there is a big locust tree at the door, blocking the only sunlight, and the whole house is dark and damp.

The yard is full of impatiens, and the fragrance wafts away in the wind, which is very beautiful.

Cheng Jiangyan frowned, although the impatiens are beautiful, they have toxins, although they are weak, they have lived here for a long time, and they must have an impact on the body.

As soon as Yang opened the door, a little boy came running, about eight or nine years old, the whole person was thin and small, his skin was yellow, and his eyes looked extraordinarily round and bright on his thin face.

"Mother!" Bai Xiaolang shouted and pounced.

Yang grabbed the little boy and dragged him into the house.

Cheng Jiangyan landed lightly on the roof and looked away from the tiles.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Bai Xiaolang stood next to him, biting his fingers and asked timidly.

Yang hid his face and suppressed his sobs: "Why am I so miserable, I was forcibly married to someone I don't like by my family, and then that short-lived ghost died again, and finally he came back and married me into the door, but I had to be tortured by his wife and concubine day and night!"

"Mother, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Yang suddenly raised his head and stared at him with a hideous expression.