Before Shen Yaohua could answer, the door squeaked open, and an old man with gray hair appeared inside the door with a red lantern. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little girl, who are you looking for?"

The old man asked in a dumb voice, and the whole person looked very tired, and he couldn't stop fighting with his eyelids standing there, as if he would stand up and fall asleep at any time.

If you are a person, you can see that the old man's 'spirit and spirit' are very poor, but Shen Yaohua's eyes passed over the old man, looking at the back of a shadow wall painted with a golden armor god, where there was a very obvious black qi, floating like a dark cloud but not dissipating.

"What are you doing, little girl?"

The old man was a little unhappy, how could he knock on someone's door at night and stand there in a daze without saying a word? Even if you beg for food, you have to talk, right?

This is also his old man to open the door, if someone else opened the door, she would have been kicked out, at this time the house is in chaos, maybe wait for which master to see and be upset before doing something......

Thinking of this, the old man reached out and closed the door.

Shen Yaohua hurriedly arrived at the door and said, "Old man, I can save your little son." ”

She was a little apprehensive when she said this, she didn't know who his little son was, she didn't know what kind of place this was, and she didn't see what the hell that black gas was, what if she couldn't cure that black gas? What if you can't save someone?

I heard that dealing with such a high-ranking family is a death sentence if you don't agree with each other......

Shen Yaohua didn't have time to think too much, she was pulled all the way to the backyard by the crumbling old man.

She didn't expect the old man to run so fast, nor did she expect that people didn't even question it, so it can be seen that the little boy of this family really needs someone to save him.

Shen Yaohua was pulled to a small courtyard with a single door, that is, the one on the top of the cloud, and the black gas that ordinary people couldn't see was very strong in her eyes.

"Big boy, this little fairy girl said that she could save the little boy."

The old man panted and pushed her in front of a man, Shen Yaohua didn't notice that the person had changed his name, nor did he pay attention to the so-called eldest son, but he just caught a glimpse of deep darkness in the corner of his eye, and he felt that he was an extremely tall man, and his momentum seemed to be quite gloomy.

She has never understood any etiquette, and her mind is on the black qi, so she directly ignores the others, raises her hand and covers her eyes with a layer of aura, and then stares at the black qi.

Under a closer look, Shen Yaohua couldn't help frowning, there were nearly a hundred souls in that black gas, men, women, and children, and they seemed to be fighting for something.

Is it people who are fighting?

Shen Yaohua hesitated slightly, raised his leg and walked towards the courtyard.

"What are you doing?"

Zhuang Jian grabbed Shen Yaohua's arm, his voice was hoarse, revealing a trace of strange confusion, like the whisper of a person who has just woken up from a deep sleep.

"Get in."

Shen Yaohua replied very briefly, took the time to glance at the man, and found that he was very tall, like Xuanyuan Du, he could only look up at close range, he seemed to be dressed very well, and the jade crown on his head seemed to be very valuable, but Shen Yaohua felt that his image was similar to himself, between the dusty and unkempt.

It's just that he is even more miserable, he looks like he hasn't slept in a few days, his eyes are bloodshot, his face is full of stubble, his eye sockets are deep, and his face is sallow......

She glanced at the crumbling old man again, her heart softened, she gently patted the hand on her arm, and said softly, "You guys go and rest, leave it to me here." ”

"Who are you?"

Zhuang Jian didn't accept her affection, and still held on to her.

"I'm here to catch ghosts and save people."

Shen Yaohua replied in a good voice.

"Are you sure?"

Zhuang Jian's eyes stared at her bright eyes with dark eyes, and they also pressed her like a dark cloud.

Shen Yaohua wrinkled his eyebrows and nodded, thought about it and shook his head. She has some grasp of ghost hunting, it's hard to say how to save people, she hasn't entered the house to take a serious look, how can she be sure that she is sure, in case the soul of the little boy has been divided, she can't be saved even if she is a Daluo immortal.

"Let's go."

Zhuang Jian let go of her arm and said to the old man behind her, "Comber, give her some silver taels and send her out." ”

"The ...... of the Eldest Prince"

The old man named Comber was a little hesitant, his little son began to fall asleep three days ago, and at first he was babbling indiscriminately, and it didn't take long for him to breathe more and take in less, but after a day's work, his whole body was cold, and only a trace of warmth was left in his chest. Many doctors were invited, but they couldn't see why, and the eldest prince had to send everyone out to find possible life-savers, and promised a lot of money.

Although there have been a lot of swaggers and deceiters in the past few days, and some of them have given their lives, this little girl seems to be quiet and moderate, and she has not mentioned anything like remuneration, so it can be seen that she did not come to cheat money, even if she did, she gave her life at her own expense.

"Send her out."

Zhuang Jian waved his hand in a deep voice, and his voice could not be refused.

Comber had no choice but to sigh and say yes.

"You go and rest too, you don't have to spend it with me, I'll wait a little longer......"

Zhuang Jian turned his head to explain Comber's kung fu, and Shen Yaohua slid past him like a fish, as if he was afraid that someone would stop her from sending her to death, he directly slammed open the courtyard door with his body, and pounced in front of the main house without stopping.

"You come out!"

Zhuang Jian twisted his thick eyebrows and glared at Shen Yaohua's slender back.

Shen Yaohua looked into the house for a moment through the crack in the door, opened the door and entered the house, and did not forget to smile comfortingly at the two people outside the courtyard gate before closing the door.

“……”

Zhuang Jian's body shook, and he suddenly felt that this girl might be a fool.

"Eldest son, you better sit down and rest for a while, your body is important, the little prince is auspicious, and he will be fine."

Comber moved the wooden chair with a backrest not far away, poured another cup of cold tea, watched Zhuang Jian drink it all, and couldn't help sighing, this time the light clothes Jian Cong really suffered the two sons, and there was no one to serve if something really happened. He's old, he can't run his legs and take care of people, and he's a burden everywhere......

"I don't care, you sit."

Zhuang Jian pressed the secretly sad Kang Bo on the chair, stared at the closed door and said: "If Xiao Shang wakes up and you fall ill, then he will make trouble again, I don't have the patience to coax him, if you don't want him to be beaten, you have to protect him all the time." ”

"The old slave is tough, how can he watch the eldest son and the younger son all get married before they dare to fall."

Comber smiled, and the old man's eyes flashed.

The old and the young were all staring at the door, and after a while, neither the chanting nor the sound of chanting, nor the sound of fighting or screaming of Ding Dingdang, Zhuang Jian took a step forward with some restraint.

In just one step, his arm was grasped tightly by a pair of large old hands.

Zhuang Jian didn't need to look back, he could 'see' the sadness and pleading on Comber's face.

In the past few days, as long as you enter the house, there is no good end, because several masters have died when they go to collect the corpse, and now the life and death of the little boy are unknown, how can he still let the eldest son go into danger?

Zhuang Jian naturally understood, so he had to resign himself to fate.