Chapter Forty-Eight: Yuxuan's Dream

When I entered the door, I saw the old lady talking and laughing with Wenren Tingyu, I was stunned for a moment, and soon I had nothing to do, but I couldn't help but make a small noise when I heard it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Ning Wan hurriedly pulled her over and saluted the old lady. The old lady also gave a seat.

"Mother, I slept well last night, and I ate breakfast well today." Ning Wanxin asked as before.

"It was hot last night, and I didn't sleep until the second half of the night, as if there was any movement in the house, and I didn't have much appetite for breakfast.

"Yu'er is becoming more and more sensible, and she should teach Lu'er more." Ning Wan was obviously boasting about listening to the rain, but in fact, she was saying that she didn't care about her sister when she heard the rain.

Hearing the rain was not polite, with a chuckle: "What Erniang said is very true, what can I teach my sister as a little girl, it should be me and my sister to learn more from Erniang, but Erniang still can't reach one-ten-thousandth of my grandmother, and our sisters can't learn it in a lifetime, Erniang, do you say yes or no?" ”

Where did Ning Wanxin dare to say no: "Yes, my old lady doesn't want to talk about this capital, even this Dongshengguo can't find a few people with such a bearing." ”

When the old woman heard the two boasting, her heart was full of joy and laughter.

"By the way, I seemed to have been listening to the noise for a while last night, it seems to have come from Erniang's yard, I don't know what happened?"

"There are ghosts, and it's terrifying." Hearing this, Lu blurted out, with a look of horror on her face, Ning Wanxin hurriedly glanced at her, but it was too late.

"There are ghosts, impossible, our general's mansion has always been clean, and there is the prestige of the general, where can it be haunted?" The old lady said in surprise.

"I don't know what the hell my sister said, but I'm dazzled."

"Sister, what I saw with my own eyes is terrifying, and she is still a little ghost. Laughed at me. Hearing this, it was obvious that he was frightened last night, ignoring his mother's repeated blocking eyes, and did not dare to recall what happened last night.

"Huh? It's so terrible, I don't know if someone went out and brought something dirty, and I don't know if so many servants and maids in the house went out and brought it in? I don't think it's better to ask a mage to do a Fa, otherwise it will be bad if I startle my grandmother. “

The old lady was also frightened when she heard what she had seen with her own eyes, and felt that what she said made sense, so she said, "I'm not afraid of any ghosts and gods, but you two children don't be frightened." “

Ning Wanxin didn't dare to be disobedient, so she agreed, and when she heard the rain, she hurriedly said: "It's better to invite the Taoist chief of the Louguan Platform to come and do a Dharma service, and take this little ghost, otherwise it is said that people are small ghosts, and it is not good if the little ghost takes root in the house after a long delay, so it is better to let people invite them, and the Dharma will be done tonight." After speaking, he arranged for Mu Xiang to go back and listen to Yuxuan's family to invite.

A few people talked to themselves for a while, and Ning Wanxin, hearing the rain, and hearing the dew retreated.

"Erniang, take your sister to rest, I think my sister was frightened last night, she must have been sleepless all night, and I will go back." When he heard the rain and went out of the courtyard, he poured a separate look at Ning Wanxin's mother and daughter, and went away with the wood incense.

Ning Wan was angry in her heart, looking at the back of the departing slender man, thinking about what might happen to the Dharma at night, and her heart was uneasy.

Back to Tingyuxuan, Wenren listened to Yu's instructions: "Muxiang, have you made arrangements?" ”

"Miss, don't worry, I've already asked someone to find Uncle Zhong."

"It's a big show at night, you and I will wait to watch the show tonight." A pair of watery eyes are bottomless, with a hint of banter on their faces.

Changed into regular clothes, passed lunch, the two ate together, Mu Xiang then soaked a pot of cold mountain autumn rain, heard the rain poured himself a cup, picked up a book on the desk, crooked on the mahogany couch in the back room, and had no intention of reading, closed his eyes to recuperate. Mu Xiang gently picked up a gauze dress and put it on her, and went to sleep outside.

The fire has been spreading, and it burned in front of Wen Ren Tingyu, a handsome and cold figure suddenly appeared, Wen Ren Tingyu hurriedly stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the life-saving figure in front of him, and suddenly there was a beautiful face like jade, blocking the front, the handsome figure pulled out the sword, but it was pointed at himself, and hugged the beauty with one hand, the beauty smiled like a flower, a sword light, the sword was inserted into his abdomen, but he didn't feel the pain, is it the numbness of the pain? The two laughed and hugged each other, and the fire suddenly ignited her whole body, and she slowly floated up in the flames, but suddenly saw a strong figure anxiously looking for something in the fire. Suddenly I heard the rain wake up from the dream, it turned out to be a nightmare, the pain of the previous life spread from the arms to the whole body, the pain of listening to the rain hugged his arms, sweat soaked his clothes.