A horrible smile broke out on her face again, and she floated towards the big tree that surrounded the two of them.

This person must also be their accomplice, one of the murderers who killed themselves, so let's die together.

The roots of the tree, firmly rooted in the dirt, suddenly loosened slightly, and the leaves on the canopy swayed with the slight trembling.

The old man didn't notice the strangeness of the tree beside him, he burned the paper money intently, and his wrinkled face looked a little vicissitudes in the light of the fire.

"Minmin, I heard that the woman died in an accident today, it's really an eye..."

The old man suddenly spoke to himself.

The sudden voice made the ghost stunned, and she looked at the old man in some surprise, only to find that he was only looking at the flames intently, and did not notice himself floating in the air at all.

Minmin? Seems to be calling me. The ghost frowned, and a flash of impatience flashed across his bloodstained face.

Burning paper to commemorate the death of oneself is afraid of one's own revenge? It's late! The blood-red eyes of the only one of the ghosts stared at the old man, and the black yin qi emitted from his hands shrouded the roots of the big tree, constantly corroding.

The tree leaned down slightly.

"Why didn't Guan Yijie, this bastard, fall to his death together... I told you that he is not a good person, but you are determined to be with him, Minmin, why are you so stupid! ”

The old man's eyes were slightly red, and he choked as he threw the paper money in his hand into the fire, with a trace of grief on his face.

"You wait for Uncle Liu, and I'll accompany you after Uncle Liu kills this kid Guan Yijie!" The old man's face flashed with determination, and he threw all the remaining paper money in his hand into the brazier, and watched as the tongue of fire licked the paper money, burning them all to ashes.

The ghost was stunned for a moment, her hollow eyes were illuminated into orange under the reflection of the flames, and her hideous and terrifying face cast a slight shadow, becoming more and more weird.

The tree shook again, but the old man still didn't notice the danger coming. He watched quietly as the brazier burned, and as the fuel disappeared, the flame grew smaller and smaller, and finally went out. He sighed and turned around, his hands behind his back, ready to walk into the room.

The big tree shook violently suddenly, and smashed it all at the old man, and it was about to press on his head!

The ghost suddenly moved, and she subconsciously pounced on the stout tree, and the yin qi in her body flashed violently.

The tree fell to the ground with a bang.

The old man was startled by the shaking of the ground and the loud muffled noise, and when he turned around quickly, he saw the tree that had fallen almost against him, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes. The sand and dust flying in the sky made him hide his face and cough lightly, and the hoarse and old coughing sound made the ghost feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It was less than half a meter away, and if the tree had been a little more biased, it would have hit his head.

The old man stood there stunned, looking at the giant tree under his feet, and his mind was blank.

"What's going on!" Guan Yijie suddenly ran down from the second floor in disheveled clothes, looking at the scene in the courtyard and stunned.

The more he thought about it after he came back from the police station today, the more frightened he felt, he was lying on the bed in his clothes and didn't even dare to turn off the light, he was thinking under the quilt that he must find some master to exorcise evil spirits tomorrow, but suddenly a loud noise came from downstairs and scared him so much that he almost rolled off the bed!

Put on your shoes and hurried downstairs

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Running over, Guan Yijie saw the housekeeper standing in the courtyard with a shocked face, looking at the fallen tree in a daze.

"What's going on, Uncle Liu?" He asked with a frown, three points of anger, two points of doubt, and five points of horror.

"Mr. Guan..." the old man glanced back at him, then turned back to look at the big tree in front of him with a puzzled expression, "It's nothing, the tree has fallen." ”

"How did a good tree fall!" Guan Yijie walked to the old man in slippers, frowning at the big tree lying on the ground with thick leaves and looking healthy. His eyes swept over the basin that had been poured next to him, and when he saw the paper ashes scattered on the ground, he said with some annoyance: "Uncle Liu, how many times have I told you not to burn paper in the yard, how unlucky!" ”

A trace of anger flashed on the old man's face, but he replied in a good voice: "I just heard about Miss Xia and suddenly remembered Minmin, and I couldn't sleep before I came down to talk about her, she also fell to death at a young age, eh..."

Guan Yijie was a little weak when he heard this, he glanced sideways at the old man, and found that there was nothing unusual on his face, it seemed that he was really just emotional.

He must have it in his heart.

"Uncle Liu, I kept you at home for the sake of Xiao Min's face, so don't make trouble for me if there are so many things in the past two days!" Guan Yijie coughed lightly and said.

"Good, good, good!" The old man agreed, his tone was a little subtle, and he looked at Guan Yijie seriously.

Facing the old man's slightly cloudy eyes, Guan Yijie suddenly felt a little timid, and he turned around angrily and walked towards the house, secretly thinking in his heart.

This old man raised Zhou Min single-handedly, and he is not as easy to deceive as Zhou Min, he can't know anything...

Guan Yijie originally believed that the truth about Zhou Min's jumping off the building was only known to the three of them, and the old man was not at the scene at the time, so he would not know what was going on. At that time, in order to show his generosity, he left the old housekeeper to continue to live here, but now that I think about it, I may have done something wrong.

Gotta find a chance to get him away!

Guan Yijie made up his mind.

Thinking of the big tree lying in the courtyard just now, he shivered and returned upstairs, holding the amulet he asked for from in his hand, and wrapped himself in the quilt.

The ghost who had just pounced on the big tree was still looking at the old man, and he couldn't even care about his enemy. She frowned a little puzzled by her actions, her blood-red eyes looked at the room on the second floor, and the ghost squinted her eyes and followed the old man into the room with him.

She watched as the old man returned to his room, opened the bedside drawer and took out a small medicine bottle.

This person wouldn't really want to kill Guan Yijie, right?

The ghost frowned.

This is not good, your enemies must be tortured and killed by your own hands!

She watched as the old man took out a frame from the drawer, holding the picture in his old hands and sighing.

It was a photo of a middle-aged uncle holding a little girl, and the uncle in it looked exactly what this old man looked like when he was young, and the little girl smiling brightly next to him made the ghost a little stunned.

The little girl's round face and smart eyes looked very pleasant, as if it was... My childhood self!

The girl seemed to have seen something funny, laughing and running forward, while the middle-aged uncle was smiling and grabbing her for fear that she would fall, and the natural harmony between the two was captured, resulting in such a picture.