The East Poetry Courtyard is Tang Huanyan's courtyard.

Although Tang Chacha couldn't understand why Mama Li burned paper here, why she could only see Li Yong's soul near here.

These are not in the scope of Tang Chacha's consideration,

She didn't come to the Eastern Poetry Academy because she promised Mama Li,

For Tang Chacha, who turns his face faster than turning a book, what he promises also depends on the person, and for those who approve, what he agrees to is that he must do it desperately.

People who don't recognize, who they love.

She came here just because the value of that finger guard is worth her coming, and since the finger guard is Mama Li's private property, then she will be paid for this trip.

It was still a little chilly in the middle of the night in spring, and Tang just took Aunt Ai here and found the well that Mama Li said.

"Aunt Ai, let's start."

Tang Chacha commanded.

Aunt Ai nodded, scooped out a large bowl of noodles from the black porcelain pot she was carrying on the wide platform at the edge of the well, lit incense, and placed a small bottle on the side of the bowl......

It didn't take long for

The temperature is getting lower,

The wind blowing in the face is like an open refrigerator facing the face, and the chill is very obvious.

Tang quietly took out the armor strap and put it on his index finger.

But this is a full dozen breaths.

The cold wind is there, the cold is there......

Tang Chacha even wondered, did this new ghost count on the special effects of five cents to scare her and Mama Yan away?!

It turns out that her ridiculous idea is actually ...... Right.

Because a certain man who was hiding was lying on the courtyard wall in the East Poetry Courtyard with his mouth wide open, and he was struggling to blow cold air on the well.

Call...... Whew...... Call......

The big gulps of yin qi were blown out, and he was about to dry up and lose his breath.

Unexpectedly,

The lady actually sat on the edge of the well.

"I'm not tired of hiding, the noodles are all here, and if I don't eat it, I'll pour ......"

As soon as these words fell, the air conditioner seemed to be stuck, and then it was intermittent and a little incoherent.

Other than that, it's still quiet.

Don had never felt that his patience was very good.

Flicked his finger guard, and there was a "buzz" sound, like a stone falling into a lake, rippling in a circle at the beginning, at this moment, Tang Chacha turned his head violently, and the whole person flew up from the spot, and rushed straight to a courtyard wall-

"Ah, let go of me, let go of me, it hurts ......"

In the dark, Tang Chacha had a person hooked on his fingernails...... No, a ghost to be exact, floating like a kite!

Hungry into such a ghost, even if it is larger than a piece of paper, it is still as light as a chicken feather...... Well, although that's not a good analogy. But it's appropriate.

Li Yong was still struggling, occasionally twisting into a twist to blow cold air on her, but as she blew, she was horrified to find that this woman was not affected at all, and the chill around her was extremely terrifying, more like a ghost than his genuine yin marriage.

"What's the use of struggling, even if you scream and cut your throat, no one will come to save you......" Tang Chacha said with a blank face.

Throw Li Yong in the direction of Aunt Ai, "Hurry up and eat, eat and go on the road!" ”

Li Yong shrunk his neck: "......" ⊙∀⊙!

Mama Yan moved her buttocks, picked up the noodle bowl and handed it to Li Yong, "Miss wants to wait for you to eat and take you to see your mother, she wants to see you!" ”

"My mother! Can you really see my mother? ”

Tang Chacha sneered, "I thought you were going to be a merry ghost, and you wanted to protect people here for the rest of your life, but you are still so simple ...... being a ghost."

Li Yong lowered his head.

"I want to see my mother!" I'm just blind and like the wrong people.

Don just didn't speak, waited in silence.

After Li Yong's soul power was stronger, he and Mama Yan sent people to the prison cell.

Hika-in.

Aman tugged at the knocker by the door, looking back from time to time, as if there was some flood beast inside.

When he heard the footsteps, he immediately looked up: "Miss, Miss, it's coming from the yard...... Many, many, many ......."