The door of the courtyard outside was smashed, Su Jinluan got out of the dog hole, and when he looked up and saw a black shadow flashing, his heart was tight.

Is there really something wrong with the family?

"Go to school, I'm fine."

She was afraid that the murderer would run into her before she was dead and commit murder again, but instead she would affect people, and whispered a word to the young man through the wall.

"You tell your family that you didn't go out."

Xu Changqing was also not at ease, and explained her like a foolish doll who was ignorant in the past.

"It's not appropriate for the girl's family to be involved in a murder."

And the murderer has not been arrested, and it is not safe to speak out.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, for fear of scaring her.

"Got it, you go quickly."

Su Jinluan's heart was uneasy, urging again and again, paying attention to the footsteps that were far away, and then he put back half of his heart, and was about to sneak away to the main room in front of him to inquire about the movement, but he heard his father answer the door in a rough voice:

"It's coming, it's disturbing the dream early in the morning, it's going to make a lot of trouble!"

Mom and Dad are fine.

Su Jinluan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and a black cat suddenly jumped out of the corner, jumped onto the courtyard wall and disappeared.

It turned out to be wrong.

Su Jinluan thought that he was dazzled just now, and secretly sighed that he was a soldier, and quietly returned to the embroidery building, only to find that Xu Changqing's robe had not been returned when he changed clothes.

He'll probably go home and pick up another one, right?

Su Jinluan's mind was chaotic, he took out the wound medicine given by Yuan Qianhu last time and sprinkled the wound, hastily bandaged it, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

It really helped that the majestic Lord Qianhu seemed to be able to predict the prophet and leave this life-saving medicine.

Wrapping the wet clothes in a ball and stuffing them under the bed, Su Jinluan poured another cup of hot water and moved forward.

She didn't squint downstairs, and although she didn't look, her vision was blurred.

Fangcao, can't come back.

Yu Bo also went.

Su Jinluan sniffed, only to feel that the early sun of spring was also cold to the bone.

"Ahh

She tightened the jacket on her body, and the soft-soled embroidered shoes under her feet were so thin that they were not as good as the mille-feuille soles that Fangcao Xin made for her, but unfortunately there was only that pair.

In the distance, I heard a lot of movement at the gate of the courtyard:

"What? Dead people? O my poor daughter! ”

Su Jinluan paused, and then lowered his eyes to hide the strangeness in his eyes.

She came back with a good sigh, who will report the funeral? Or was her father sure she had been killed......

The villager who reported the news was a tenant of the Yang family, and he also owed a large debt to the Yang family, so he whispered with a smile on his face:

"Master Yang, don't be sad, let's call someone to identify the corpse, the village chief and Master Lizheng are waiting. I haven't seen Miss's body, so I'll take someone to find it. ”

Su Jinluan was suspicious in his heart, and after a little thought, he stepped forward and appeared:

"Dad, why are you crying, what happened?"

"You're not dead?!" Yang Yanquan's face changed, his fat body flexibly hid behind the villagers, and his teeth chattered as he spoke.

"You want to take revenge and find someone else, I didn't kill you!"

Su Jinluan was silent.

There is no silver in this place, she can't ignore it.

The villager boldly reminded:

"Master Yang, don't panic, she has a shadow and is a living person. Two people died by the river, an old man and a woman, and no children. ”

Su Jinluan's eyelashes trembled, and unknown thoughts turned in his heart.

"yes, I think I heard it wrong." Yang Yanquan pulled out a dry smile, and the explanation was so stiff that Su Jinluan was embarrassed for him. "Jinluan is fine, hehe."

Su Jinluan raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, and sneezed again when the cool breeze blew.

"Dad, the herb is fragrant, I forgot that she was not at home after making the soup, I couldn't find her to serve, I came out and blew a little wind and had a headache, and I was about to find bay leaves to boil a bowl of ginger soup for me, when I heard someone call the door."

She rubbed her itchy nose, her eyes were misty, and she looked pitiful and innocent.

"Is someone dead? It's a pity that my mana hasn't recovered yet, and I can't surpass it for others; Yesterday, I saw that Fangcao Yintang was black, and I didn't want to ask her to go out, but she was determined to go to the temple to pray for me, and she couldn't stop her. ”

She babbled and spoke with a distinctly nasal voice, annoyed and regretful:

"She shouldn't have been told to go out."

The villagers were so frightened that their hearts and legs were weak, and their voices changed tone:

"You say, you calculated that Fangcao has a bloody disaster? Did she go out in the morning? ”

Yang Yanquan also looked at her secretly in disbelief.

The things of ghosts and gods are the most impermanent, is she bluffing people casually, or is it really something?

In the morning light, the little girl stood pretty, the dry cloth was loosely draped on the top of her head, her long wet hair was dripping with water, her palm-sized face was white and glowing, her nose was red and her eyes were red, just like an ordinary little girl who was greedy for fun and caught a cold.

But didn't she go out with her? And was killed by someone sent by Mo'er? How did you come back?

Yang Yanquan stared at the shadow under her feet a few times, and the more he looked at it, the more chills he felt in his heart.

Something isn't right.

Could it be that she really has incredible powers and can come back from the dead? Is this coming back for revenge?

Yang Yanquan shuddered, and a pair of eyes were all over the yard, trying to find the man in black to be brave.

That man's kung fu is unfathomable, and he will definitely be able to get rid of this bane; No matter how weird she is, now she is just a mortal in the flesh!

"Ahh

Su Jinluan sneezed again, his head really began to hurt, he didn't have the energy to talk to them, and waved his hand:

"When people die, the lights go out, and the way of reincarnation. You guys are busy, I'm looking for Xiangye, that girl's face is also a little unlucky. ”

She only said it casually, but Yang Yanquan was so frightened that she sat on the ground, her face was pale, and her sweat was like rain.

"Xiang, you can also see the bay leaves?"

Su Jinluan sighed in his heart and slowly lowered his gaze.

Could it be that Xiangye was also poisoned? It shouldn't be.

Facing her sharp gaze that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, Yang Yanquan's legs and stomach turned tendons, holding his legs and crying:

"It hurts! I've got leg cramps, Pi Si, go and talk to Li Zheng, I'll come to rest. ”

The villagers nodded and went away.

"Ahh Su Jinluan sneezed again and took two steps back.

"Dad, stay away from me, don't get sick. I'll make a hot soup to get rid of the cold, and you'd better put a warm compress on your legs. ”

Su Jinluan hastily dropped two sentences of explanation and left with a cold air.

Yang Yanquan groaned twice, watching her thin back run away, her eyes flickering.

A breeze passed, and he shivered, and hesitated and whispered:

"Strong?"

The wind was silent, and there was a faint cat meow, which made people panic.

Yang Yanquan clenched his back molars to settle down, stared gloomily at the backyard, and strode back to the bedroom.

"Why have you been talking about it for so long? The dead girl's body was found? ”

Zhao Yuzhi began to complain as soon as he saw him enter the door, still holding the amulet newly painted by Su Jinluan in his hand.

"Quietly!"

Yang Yanquan sat on the chair with his ass straight, his eyes straight, and he was silent for a long time.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Don't look at Zhao Yuzhi, who usually likes to make trouble with him, but after more than ten years together, he has a deep understanding of Yang Yanquan, and he usually dares to cross with him, but he doesn't dare to have a hard top with him if he really has something.

When an honest person has a seizure, that's really ruthless, wilting bad!

"Jinluan is not dead, she came back alive."

Yang Yanquan glanced at her, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of between her teeth.

"Not dead? Didn't you say killed? ”

Zhao Yuzhi was taken aback, and then pouted.

"Cheap that dead girl, life is hard enough."

Immediately persuaded Yang Yanquan to think about it.

"It's good to live, you deserve to be rich. The cash cow is back, it's a good thing, are you still afraid that you won't be able to watch her fly? ”