Liang Qiuqiu is currently in City A, and in the afternoon she took a car to the old house of the Liang family, the independent villa seems to be built in the forest, and now it has become a product of a chaebol family.

For Liang Qiuqiu, it was still very simple to get in, she had hidden herself before and entered through the main entrance.

There was a long stretch of road, lined with woods, and no one could see her in the occasional private car.

The current Yin and Yang family is on the verge of extinction, and there are few people who are so wealthy and can live in such a mansion. Think about the scene more than ten years ago, everywhere was prosperous, and the years were really unforgiving.

I saw the house I lived in before, which had been renovated beyond recognition...... Liang Qiuqiu stood there quietly, watching the head of the family come out of the house, in his forties.

The man hurried out, the butler opened the car door, and the world's top luxury car glittered in the sun.

He got inside, and the sedan quickly drove away.

There was a baby's cry in the villa, it was very noisy, and a woman's impatient voice could be faintly heard: "Cry, cry, cry, I've been crying since last night!"

"Yes, ma'am. ”

The maid in her fifties took the baby out, and the baby girl was only three months old and didn't know why she kept crying.

She coaxed and coaxed, but she couldn't coax well.

Far away, Liang Qiuqiu's eyes kept falling on the baby girl, her little face was flushed, and her eyelashes were glued together because she had been crying.

What made Liang Qiuqiu care was the breath on the baby's body...... Extraordinary.

She was surrounded by a faint aura, this spiritual power was very simple, simple to ...... Many spirits were scattered around, and they did not dare to approach, but they remained here.

The whole villa can be called a haunted house.

After Liang Qiuqiu came, those ghosts had already retreated, but there was still a strange aura in the air.

"Could it be...... A descendant of Onmyoji?"

Liang Qiuqiu no longer cared about the baby girl, but walked towards the villa, and the few servants who were tidying up the flower garden at the door didn't see her, and when she entered the main entrance, she saw a big posthumous photo hanging -

A young and beautiful woman, in her early twenties, with a gentle smile.

Liang Qiuqiu only felt that she was a little familiar......

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In a trance, Liang Qiuqiu remembered something.

In the Locke family's martial arts hall, the eldest lady of the Dong family, Dong Weiyang, who was arrogant and domineering.

After a battle with a two-thousand-year-old spirit, the house collapsed, but the two girls stood in front of the ruins and held each other's hands.

They agreed that they would fight happily next time they met!

I didn't expect ...... See you again, it's actually in this form.

Miss Dong Jia, Dong Weiyang...... She, she's dead?

I don't know why Liang Qiuqiu always felt that her death was related to the ice and snow enchantment three days ago, but why is she here, this place doesn't look like the Dong family.

The whole room didn't have any aura except for the baby girl outside.

Liang Qiuqiu could almost conclude that the baby girl was Dong Weiyang's daughter.

The baby girl kept crying, and a beautiful lady came down from the second floor, she snorted coldly: "It's really squeamish, Mother Wu, hold her away!"

"Hey, okay. ”

"This house is unlucky, I said not to buy it, or quickly find someone to pick a feng shui treasure and move out to live. ”

Liang Qiuqiu's eyebrows frowned, if Dong Weiyang used to be the mistress of this family, then this woman-stepmother?

Just look at her attitude towards the baby girl.