It's not just fat.

Everyone looked at Mrs. Ji in surprise.

No one understands why Mrs. Ji wants Ji Yanran to take this risk.

Ji Yanran's small mouth was even higher because of dissatisfaction, a pair of Danfeng eyes were filled with tears, and she asked stubbornly with a trembling voice, "Mom, why can't my brother?" Why do you have to be on me? Could it be that I am not as important to you as my brother? ”

"How so?" A trace of imperceptible panic flashed in Mrs. Ji's beautiful eyes, but she quickly returned to normal, and said in a tough tone: "I just said that your brother is the eldest son and eldest grandson, and he will go back to your grandfather to inherit the mantle in the future, and there can be no accidents." ”

Without waiting for Ji Yanran to speak, she gently tugged a strand of Ji Yanran's hair hanging down from her ear behind her ear, and comforted her softly: "When is it, you are still playing with a child's temper?" Don't you want Master Li to find your father's murderer sooner to comfort your father's spirit in the sky? ”

"Of course I want to ......"

Ji Yanran's tense little face loosened.

Mrs. Ji patted the top of her head helplessly, and said lovingly: "You are the meat that fell from your mother's body, how can your mother not feel sorry for you?" ”

"Mom, I'm ......"

Ji Yanran's eyes were red, and she was already completely moved by Mrs. Ji's words.

"Your dad usually hurts you the most, if you can find your dad's murderer, your dad can only be blind under the wine spring, right?"

Mrs. Ji's words are gentle, and her eyebrows are touching because of emotion.

The lights in the courtyard flowed on her, white clothes, black hair, white dress, and red lips, showing a thrilling beauty.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

was poked in pain by Mrs. Ji's words, and Ji Yanran, who was already extremely sad, suddenly burst into tears, nodded and said, "Mom, it's not that I don't want to find the murderer for my father, I just think you are partial to your brother...... Master Li, I'll just come. ”

Mrs. Ji nodded with satisfaction, and deeply advocated Ji Yanran, "Dad's Yanran has grown up......"

The fat man and the servants were also moved by the interaction between the mother and daughter, and some of them were shallow, and they even secretly turned their backs to wipe their tears.

Only I noticed that when Ji Yanran agreed to be the person who communicated, Mrs. Ji seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if relieved.

"Okay then."

Seeing that Mrs. Ji had made up her mind, the fat man had to agree.

For a moment, a wave of doubt crossed my mind.

Why didn't Mrs. Ji agree to the fat man, but let the delicate Ji Yanran get on it?

Could it really be because the fat man is the eldest son and the eldest grandson?

It's just that the atmosphere was solemn and depressing, and this thought just flashed through my mind, and seeing that Ji Yanran agreed, I quickly said to the fat man: "Mr. Xiao, please help me find a pen and paper, I will write down the things I need, and you can prepare accordingly." ”

In this way, it is not easy to miss something.

A servant quickly brought in pen and paper.

I wrote down the things I wanted to use on paper, then handed the pen and paper to the servant, and solemnly admonished: "Cinnabar and yellow paper are more common, as long as you find the best quality, only this clean face towel and water are particular." The face towel must be raw cloth, and the face cleansing water must be the snow water of the next year. If you really can't find it, you can go to Tiandizhai and say that I want it. ”

"Master, do you know the Red Girl too?"

The fat man asked in surprise.

The look in his eyes was a little more admiring.

I nodded, and said to the servant, "Go and get ready." ”

Even if I know the Red Girl, the Red Girl will not be less than a penny of money.

However, the red girl will probably give me a face, and will not directly bombard the maid to leave, but will sell the maid some snow water for the next year at a high price.

I know this very well.

"Although Mr. Ji has just died, he is already a yin person, so many people are too heavy around the yang energy, it is better to avoid it." After the servants who had gone to prepare the things left, I waved my hand and said to the group of people around, "Go find a few red cloths and surround the place where Mr. Ji is lying." ”

Yang people are newly dead, and their souls are not gone.

If the red cloth is encircled, it can temporarily prevent the yin from being trapped.

This is the rule of the Feng Shui world.

After I finished speaking, the servants all looked at Madame Ji, obviously waiting for her meaning. Madame Ji immediately softly instructed the servants, "I'm tired of you, no matter what the master asks in the future, everyone must immediately follow the master's requirements." ”

"Yes."

The servants immediately went to prepare the red cloth.

I looked at it with a secret sigh: Mrs. Ji treats her subordinates in a proper manner, no wonder these subordinates are full of respect when they look at her.

This Mr. Ji is also unlucky, he doesn't want such a good wife, he actually did some messy things, and he was killed inexplicably, I don't know what to say about him.

"Master, is there anything else we need to prepare?" The fat man asked me with red eyes, "There's always something for me to do, right?" Otherwise, just watching my dad lying on the ground, and I didn't do anything, it would be very uncomfortable. ”

His eyes were filled with tears, which fell in the blink of an eye.

"Mr. Xiao, condolences." I have never been good at persuading, so I could only pat the fat man on the shoulder, turned to Ji Yanran and said, "Miss Ji, to communicate with the deceased later, you need to have no distractions in body and mind." You'll need to bathe and burn incense first, and then you'll have everything ready to stop. ”

Ji Yanran raised her head and glared at me fiercely, but she unexpectedly didn't go against me and left quickly.

The servants who stayed behind had already found the red cloth and surrounded Mr. Ji as quickly as possible, surrounding him in the middle.

I drew a soul talisman to temporarily fix Mr. Ji's soul in my body.

Looking at the time, forty minutes have passed.

Jingle Bell ......

At this moment, the fat man's mobile phone rang rapidly, as if urging life.

"Xiao Zhao, how's it going?" Looking at the caller ID, the fat man walked a long way intentionally or unintentionally, and then answered the phone.

Because of the distance, I only heard this sentence, and I couldn't hear anything from the rest.

I don't know what Xiao Zhao said on the phone, but I saw the fat man's face change greatly, then hung up the phone and hurriedly walked towards me.

"Master." The fat man dragged me aside and said in a voice that only the two of us could hear: "Xiao Zhao called just now and said that my aunt is her, and she ......"

"What's wrong with her?"

I asked nervously.

The fat man took a deep breath and finally answered my question with a pale face, "When Xiao Zhao arrived at my aunt's house, my aunt was already dead, ......"

What the?

The fat man's aunt died?

How is this possible?

If she was the murderer of Mr. Ji, and she left the Ji family courtyard in time, how could she suddenly die?

"Is it suicide or homicide?"

I asked in a low voice.

The fat man said in a trembling voice, "He kills...... Xiao Zhao sent a photo. ”

Then, the fat man shook his hand and opened the photo that Xiao Zhao had just sent on his phone.

I leaned over to take a look.

Just one glance, my heart was beating to the eye......

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