Before Min Weixiu could stop it, Jiang Yanzhi had already set up a ladder and climbed down by himself.

There is such a person, who even has to take care of other people's affairs, which is comparable to three aunts and six mothers-in-law.

However, burning paper is a short thing, Min Weixiu didn't want to miss it, and she didn't care about Jiang Yanzhi, so she quickly followed An Xi in that direction.

Min Weixiu looked for a bush, and as soon as she squatted down, she felt something moving on her shoes, and when she looked down, she saw Jiang Yanzhi's hand resting on her embroidered shoes, trembling.

This shameless!

"What do you do?"

Jiang Yanzhi lowered his voice and said tremblingly, "The Wuguo Mansion is gone, there is ...... Yes...... There are ghosts, just under the big locust tree where they burn paper. ”

Min Weixiu rubbed her eyes, only to see Yinping squatting on the ground burning paper, Old Lady Min wiping her tears with a handkerchief, muttering in her mouth I don't know what to say, and Min Wen, the uncle in the second room, stared at the brazier expressionlessly.

What the hell is there?

But looking at Jiang Yanzhi's appearance, it doesn't look like he's lying.

"The man...... What does that ghost look like? ”

Jiang Yanzhi blinked, "It's a male ghost, with a round face, and it looks a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere." He was supposed to be in his forties, with bulging eyes and black lips, and from my years of experience of seeing ghosts, this should be a ghost who died of poisoning. ”

"The clothes are very strange, they are the clothes of the subordinates, but the materials are very particular, and most of them were stewards in their lifetimes, or they were rewarded by the Lord's family."

Min Weixiu was a little surprised, she thought that Jiang Yanzhi was a straw bag, but she didn't expect that there was still a little material in her stomach.

When he thought about it again, he was now in charge of criminal law in Kaifeng Mansion, and he felt that it was not surprising.

"What is the ghost doing now?"

Jiang Yanzhi's words were a little strange when he heard this, "He was hugging the tree and crying, the gold and silver mountains in one place, occasionally bending down and picking up a few and putting them in his pocket." ”

An Xi, who was squatting on the side, had cold hands and feet, feeling the cool breeze behind her, what was the little lady talking to the three kings?

Why can't she understand half a sentence!

She always felt that she still didn't understand!

Min Weixiu thought about it, she didn't think it was a coincidence, Mrs. Min led her son to burn paper under the big locust tree, and just happened to come to a lonely ghost who passed by and hugged the tree and cried. It can only be said that Mrs. Min is paying tribute to this person.

So, who is this person?

Min Weixiu had no clue in her heart, she had grown so big, she had never seen anyone from Mrs. Min's mother's house come to her, and the old lady never talked about the past.

At this time, a large pile of paper money has been burned.

Second Uncle Min helped the red-eyed Mrs. Min back without saying a word, while Yinping squatted on the ground and cleaned up the mess in an orderly manner.

After Yinping also left, Jiang Yanzhi immediately stood up and pulled Min Weixiu's sleeve, "Let's go quickly, it's very scary." ”

Min Weixiu slapped Jiang Yanzhi on the back, "You go and ask who he is?" ”

Jiang Yanzhi wanted to run when he pulled his legs, just kidding, although he can see ghosts, he is also afraid of ghosts, okay? Talk to him!

But the person who asked him to ask was Min Wu, Jiang Yanzhiqiang couldn't help but be scared, and coughed, "Xiao Wang asked a lot of ghosts, you see!" ”

As he spoke, he almost collapsed to the ground with one leg in one step, mother, still very scared!

But how can the beauty be cowardly?

Jiang Yanzhi held the jade Guanyin hanging around his neck and walked towards the big locust tree, but fortunately, Min Weixiu also followed.

"Who are you? Why here? ”

A cool breeze blew, and An Xi felt even colder.

Jiang Yanzhi turned his head curtly and said with a smile: "Ignore me, just keep pointing under the tree." I suspect that something is buried under this tree, and judging by Xiao Wang's years of experience of seeing hell, he should have been buried under this tree. ”

"Three kings, is there a red mole on that person's forehead?" An Xi asked suddenly.

Jiang Yanzhi looked at it carefully and nodded.

An Xi hesitated for a moment and said, "That should be the former Steward Li in our mansion." I heard people from my mother's generation mention that Steward Li was gentle and a scholar, but because of the hardships in his family, he became a slave, and the old man appreciated him very much, so he let him be a steward in the house. ”

"Steward Li was born well, treated people kindly, and later resumed the imperial examination. The old lady made the decision, let him out of the house, and let him go back to his hometown to take the examination. My aunt still often chatters, saying that the Chunni who married him is really lucky, and maybe she will become Mrs. Shangguan. ”

"I didn't expect that Steward Li would become a ghost." Anxi said, a little embarrassed.

Min Weixiu heard the unfinished words from her words, this Steward Li must have been a clear stream among the subordinates at the beginning, and he fascinated thousands of girls!

Min Weixiu thought about it and took a deep look at the big tree, but still didn't see anything.

Seeing this, Jiang Yanzhi coughed, "I have seen it from "Daqing Hundred Ghosts Night Walking", if you wipe the cow's tears on your eyes, then you will be able to see ghosts. Min Wu, if you want to see the hell, let's go get cow tears. ”

""Daqing Hundred Ghosts Night Walk"? What kind of book is that, and how come I have never read it? ”

Jiang Yanzhi puffed up his chest triumphantly, "That was the Daqing period, King Deng Kang's codex, the only one in the world, hidden in my study!" But Min Wu, if you want to see it, I'll give it to you tomorrow. ”

Min Weixiu didn't know what to say.

Jiang Yanzhi was already pacing at this time, and walked forward happily, as if he was in the back garden of his own house, where was he still afraid of ghosts, "Do you have a cow in your house?" Let's go get the cow tears now. ”

An Xi's eyes lit up, "Yes, there are some in the kitchen, and Grandpa Guo loves beef." ”

Although Da Chen explicitly forbids eating cultivated cattle, for traitors, this kind of thing is like bullshit, and they are all ignored!

Jiang Yanzhi was happy, "Lead the way." ”

Min Weixiu frowned, "Three kings, then what can we do to make Niu shed tears?" ”

……

After a stick of incense, Jiang Yanzhi looked at the cattle in the cattle pen, scratching his ears and cheeks, his face was red and his ears were red.

"This cow is naturally optimistic and doesn't like to cry, is there any other cow?"

Min Weixiu rolled her eyes, someone else took a basin and put it next to your eyes, if you shed tears, count me as losing!

Jiang Yanzhi coughed, "Niu, Niu, I'll tell you a story." Once upon a time there was a cow named Rhubarb, who went to the river one day to drink water, and found seven little fairies bathing in the lake. He felt that the youngest of them, the little fairy named Weaver Girl, was born very beautiful. ”

So he went out into the lake and danced with the Weaver Girl. The Weaver Girl soon fell in love with Rhubarb. The other little fairies all went back to Heaven, but only the Weaver Girl stayed for the rhubarb. But at this time, the owner of the rhubarb came, and the master coveted the beauty of the weaver girl, so he forcibly married her. ”

"Rhubarb is a cow, what can be done? can only cry, he can't save the Weaver Girl. The master married the Weaver Girl, the family was poor, there was nothing to feast the guests, only a cow, so he decisively killed the rhubarb...... The Weaver Girl cried and shouted Cowherd Cowherd! The master is happy, I am surnamed Niu, known as Niu Erlang, it turns out that we are happy with each other! ”

"Niu, why don't you cry after hearing such a tragic story?"