Bai Ying stood outside the window and slowly raised his head to reveal his pale jaw, a smear of red blood hung on his lips, and the cold moonlight exuded a terrifying chill on his body.

"Give me back...... Destiny ...... Yue, why do you want to harm me? ”

The indistinguishable voices of the male and female echoed faintly, and in the dim light, a pair of resentful eyes stared at Yue's face.

Yue Shi only felt that the hairs on her body stood up, and she couldn't make a sound for a long time with her mouth open, she stared at the white shadow with wide eyes, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

At this moment, the white shadow fluttered to the other window, and its body could not see the slightest undulation, as if it was floating in the air.

"Yue, why did you kill me? I died so miserably...... It's miserable......"

"Ahh

"Come on! Yes, yes...... There are ghosts! Ahh

Mother Luo, who was lying on the table outside and was pretending to sleep, was startled when she heard this, and hurriedly rushed in: "Madam! What's wrong with you, ma'am? It's a slave! ”

Yue's hugged Luo's mother, trembling and pointing out the window: "There are ghosts!" It's Wen's! It must be that slut from the Wen family who came to me to ask for his life! ”

Luo's mother turned her head in a tight heart, but she only saw a hazy moonlight.

"Nothing, ma'am, what's wrong with you? Don't scare the slaves! ”

"Yes! She was just outside, staring at me with those eyes unblinking! ”

"Madam, aren't you too tired and dazzled these days? Believe it or not! There really is nothing! ”

Yue Shi cautiously lifted his eyelids and looked out the window, the white shadow just now had long since disappeared, leaving no trace.

"But...... I saw it! She also asked me why I wanted to hurt her! She said she died a terrible death! ”

Mother Luo couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine when she heard what she said, she held Yue's hand tightly, and served her to drink a hot tea before withdrawing.

At the same time, Su Yunruo was looking at the bamboo green with his cloak and chuckled a few times: "It's really scary for you to dress like this, let you pretend to be a ghost to scare the Yue clan, and wronged you." ”

Zhu Qinghan smiled and wiped the oil paint on her face: "The princess is serious, the slave was born and died with the prince when she was thirteen or fourteen years old, and she didn't feel wronged when she cut the prince out of the pile of dead people, what is this?" ”

"What is Yue's reaction?"

"It looks like I'm panicking, and I'm afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if I do something wrong, so it can be seen that the princess's guess is right."

Su Yunruo bowed slightly: "You go back to rest first, you have to work hard these days to scare her a few more times." ”

Zhu Qing changed his clothes and turned out of the window lightly, and disappeared into the thick night in a blink of an eye.

Early the next morning, everyone in the Su Mansion heard the news of Yue's ghost, and the Mansion talked about it.

For five days in a row, the Yue family saw the 'ghost' every night, and the person was so frightened that he lost his soul, and he couldn't get up from the bed, and often mentioned the name of the 'Wen family', and the death of the Wen family seemed to have become a topic of conversation among the people of the Su Mansion after tea and dinner.

Su Yunrong broke into the study with a sullen stomach, and grabbed Su Qingyuan's sleeve crying: "Father! Mother is so sick these days, and you still hang out with Lan Qi all day long, do you really care about your mother's life or death? ”

"Presumptuous! That's your Aunt Lan, the older you get, the more you don't understand the rules! Didn't you invite Lang Zhong to come and see it? I don't know how to get sick, and even if I go, it won't do you any good for your mother's illness. ”

"It's all Wen's fault for this, since you moved Wen's grave to the ancestral grave, your mother said that she had seen a ghost, if there is really a ghost, it is also Wen's resentment towards you and your mother! Father, this person is unlucky, now the people in the house are panicking, for the sake of mother and the hearts of the people in the house, you better move the Wen family's grave out! ”

Su Qingyuan pondered for a moment, and twisted his fingers lightly: "That's what I said, but this is not a playhouse, how can I say that I will be accommodating?" ”

"It was all instigated by Su Yunruo! If it weren't for her father, he wouldn't have raised Wen as his wife, her father was originally nostalgic for the old love, but now he is so uneasy in the house! You can't indulge Su Yunruo so much anymore, even if she is the princess of Chu? You are her biological father, and if she doesn't listen to what you say, it will be unfilial! I think I should cross Wen's name from the family tree, and it can be regarded as a lesson for her! ”

"There are dozens of people in Su Mansion, why is it that my mother is the hell?" Su Yunruo walked in from outside the door and said in a cold voice.

"Wen is jealous of his mother as his father's wife, he had no choice before he died, and he had to take revenge on his mother when he died, so he had to take revenge on his mother, which shows that he is vicious!"

"The theory of ghosts with strange powers is not credible, take 10,000 steps back, even if there is really a soul lingering in the world, there must be grievances! Father, I heard that when my mother was delirious, she mentioned the death of her daughter's biological mother, was my biological mother really a difficult childbirth? ”

"Su Yunruo, what do you mean by this? Are you saying that someone hurt Wen's? She herself is blessed, and you still have to rely on others, what kind of heart do you have? ”

"I just casually asked, why is my sister so excited? Could it be that my sister knows something? ”

Su Yunrong's expression froze, and he staggered his gaze and said weakly: "Don't bite indiscriminately, I was still young when Wen died, what can I know?" ”

She raised the corners of her lips with a smile, and nodded lightly: "It's also a joke, sister, don't take it to heart." Father, since there is a lot of uproar in the house now, why don't you just invite a few masters to do a ritual and chant the sutra to overtake your mother's soul! It's also a good thing to be able to reassure the people in the house. ”

Su Qingyuan was dizzy by their quarrel, and waved his hand impatiently: "It's okay, you can arrange it." ”

In the afternoon of the same day, Su Yunruo invited more than a dozen monks from Huguo Temple to come to the house to do a great work, and after chanting, the abbot of Faming personally knocked on the door of the study.

"Donor, according to the poor monks, the soul is deeply resentful, so it is difficult to surpass it when you linger in the world!"

Su Qingyuan bounced up and asked in astonishment, "Is it really a wronged soul?" Please ask the master for advice, you can't let the house go on with trouble! ”

If you can find the person who killed the deceased to come to confess and confess in person, maybe you can let the soul rest in peace. The poor monks and their disciples can play a very little role in chanting sutras in your house, and if you want to solve this problem at the root, you still have to do what the poor monks say. ”

"I see, how hard it has been to ask the master these days."

The conversation between Abbot Fa Ming and Su Qingyuan in the study spread far and wide, and it was not surprising that it reached Yue's ears.