Out of the café, Wuhua called a taxi, after Ji Hao and Wuhua got into the car, Ji Hao said a place first, and the driver drove Ji Hao and them over. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since it is a practical thing, Ji Hao also has to buy some things that are used in white things, after all, in normal times, who has nothing to do with a bunch of white things on his body. Fortunately, in some places where wreaths are sold, Ji Hao has already checked where they are.

Half an hour later, Ji Hao and Wuhua, who had bought good things, took a taxi to a villa community in the north of the city, paid the fare, and after the taxi drove away, Wuhua took out his mobile phone, found the number and dialed out.

After waiting for a few minutes, a middle-aged man in a suit rushed over from the community.

Along the way, the middle-aged man was silent and never said a word of nonsense, but he had a trace of cleanness on him, which made Ji Hao a little curious about him.

"Wuhua, who is this?"

Ji Hao approached Wuhua and whispered in his ear.

"He seems to be called Wang Quan, and he is the steward of the boss who hired me to do things." Wuhua replied.

"Oh."

After knowing that this person was a housekeeper, Ji Hao took back his curiosity, because a good housekeeper does things neatly and neatly, and over time, he will have such a temperament on his body.

When he came to the door of a villa, before he entered the door, Ji Hao frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

Opening the yin and yang eyes, Ji Hao's face changed instantly, and he glared at Wuhua very ferociously, and said, "Wuhua, you did it on purpose!" Is it fun to pit me like this? ”

"What are you talking about? How did I cheat you? Wuhua had a very innocent expression.

"You still ask me? You haven't told me about such a strong anger and resentment, and you are embarrassed to ask me, tell me quickly, who is the death of this family? Ji Hao said angrily.

In broad daylight, the scorching sun is in the sky. But this villa was wrapped in anger and resentment, and in Ji Hao's yin and yang eyes, it was like a black cloud, which directly enveloped the entire villa. Under the scorching sun, the anger and resentment are not weak at all, which shows the strength of this anger and resentment.

From this point of view alone, this deceased must have been unusual.

"It was Madame who died."

Wang Quan, the butler on one side, opened his mouth to explain. When this person heard what Ji Hao said just now, he still didn't have anything else to say, as if what Ji Hao just said was completely an ordinary thing, which shows that this housekeeper is not an ordinary person.

"Only one woman died, shouldn't have such a strong anger and resentment, Steward Wang, is there anything else that didn't tell me?" Ji Hao muttered in a low voice and found the crux of the problem.

"Ahem."

On the other side, Wuhua coughed twice, looked a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Ji Hao, today is the seventh day of this lady, and besides, this lady is still a pregnant woman!" ”

The sound was small, like an ant crawling on the ground, but Ji Hao still heard it.

"I'll wipe it, no flowers, I Ji Hao didn't pit you, I didn't owe you money, according to what you said, I'm still your fate, that's how you came to pit me."

Ji Hao's eyes were round, and he stared at Wuhua deadly.

There are many things to do for the dead, and some of them are still taboo in the Xuanmen. Among them, the most taboo is the first seven practices, and the deceased is pregnant.

The first seven, also known as the night of the soul! On this night, it will definitely hit a ghost, and because of the relationship between the first seven, the cultivation of this ghost will often skyrocket. For example, ordinary ghosts will become blue-skinned ghosts, and blue-skinned ghosts will become red-eyed ghosts, and so on.

And the deceased is a pregnant woman, if one of them is not returned, it will cause the corpse of the child and mother. Ji Hao has seen it before, although Mei Ji, the mother of the child and mother corpse, has been completed, but even if it is a newly formed child and mother corpse, Ji Hao doesn't want to touch them.

But now, the first seven plus pregnant women, it's hard to think of accidents, this Wuhua is simply playing with life!

"Haha, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Wuhua said with a dry laugh.

"Please come in with me, the boss is still waiting for you."

The king opened the door and made a gesture of please.

Seeing this, Ji Hao and Wuhua stopped arguing and walked in.

This villa comes with a front yard that is the size of several basketball courts.

Walking through the yard, coming to the door, as soon as you enter the door, there is a gust of yin wind paving, although this yin wind Ji Hao and Wuhua are not afraid, but for ordinary people, it is very dangerous.

Ordinary people will definitely shudder when they are blown by it, but Ji Hao saw this royal power, as if he was nothing, and continued to walk.

Ji Hao secretly wrote it down, this royal power is really not an ordinary person, there must be some origin.

Entering the villa, Ji Hao saw that in the middle of the hall on the first floor, there was a mourning hall, and a coffin was placed, and the lady was lying here.

Ji Hao looked towards the coffin and found that the coffin was covered with black gas, which felt very bad. And on the edge of the coffin, a man was sitting there, and next to him, there were wine bottles scattered all over the ground.

"How?" Wuhua came over and asked in a whisper.

Ji Hao glanced at him in surprise, thinking that you wouldn't see it yourself. Generally speaking, as long as a person can become a teacher, he will cultivate the acquired yin and yang eyes to distinguish sneakiness.

Ji Hao thought that even if Wuhua was not a congenital yin and yang eye, then the acquired yin and yang eye should always have it, but he didn't expect that Wuhua had never cultivated yin and yang eyes.

Seeing Ji Hao's expression, Wuhua knew what he was thinking. After organizing the language, Wuhua said in a nutshell: "Because I want to cultivate the Heavenly Eye, I don't have the cultivation of the Fruit Yin and Yang Eye." And because Tianyantong did not succeed in cultivating, he couldn't see the ghostly anger for the time being. ”

“……”

Ji Hao really wanted to touch a mouthful of old blood.

"The anger and resentment around the coffin are about to condense into substance." Although he was very unhappy in his heart, Ji Hao still said it honestly.

"It's almost condensed into substance, then it's not easy to do." Hearing this, Wuhua frowned.

"Why didn't you burn her?" Ji Hao asked.

Before it was night, the body of the lady was burned to the ground, so the problem was solved.

"Can I burn it, do I still need to look for you?" Wuhua smiled bitterly and said, "That lady's husband is a seed of infatuation, and when I just said that I was going to burn the corpse, he almost burned me." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Ji Hao's mouth twitched, and the idea of burning the corpse was temporarily suppressed.

The king walked towards the man lying on the edge of the coffin.

"Boss, the master is here." The king spoke in the man's ear.

The man opened his hazy eyes, leaned on the shoulders of Wang Quan, stood up, and walked over step by step, and before the person approached, there was a smell of wine from afar.

"Ugh!"

The man burped, looked at Ji Hao, and said to Wuhua: "Master Wuhua, this young man, is the helper you found?" ”

While the man was talking, Ji Hao took the opportunity to look at the person.

The man was about thirty years old, full of alcohol, his eyes were foggy, and he was sloppy. The face is full of stubble, and the two dark circles under the eyes are heavy like pandas.

"Boss Wang, you haven't forgotten my rules." Wuhua didn't introduce Ji Hao, but said such a sentence.

“ok！”

Boss Wang waved his hand, raised his head and looked at Wuhua and said, "I just asked about you, but don't forget what you said, and when you're done, tell me who killed my wife." Otherwise, even if you are not an ordinary person, then I will not be soft, even if I can't kill you, but I will stare at you for the rest of my life. ”

When he said this, Boss Wang's eyes suddenly showed two cold rays, and his body also exuded a dangerous aura, which was completely similar to the image of the drunkard just now.

"Amitabha, Boss Wang, please rest assured, the monks don't speak."