Wife is a step higher Wife is a step higher Chapter 137: The little marquis is defeated

After waiting for a long time, they didn't wait for Fu Qiuning and the others to go out, Jin Zangfeng and Jin Zangjiao had a holiday this afternoon, and finished their homework early, not in the study at this time, but slept in their own room, and was taken care of by Yu Niang, so Fu Qiuning and Yujie didn't leave the house half a step at all.

After waiting for an hour, seeing that he would not appear again, everyone in Fengxuan would turn off the lights and go to bed this night. Yang Ming was really helpless, so he had to float down from the wall, let out a shrill ghost cry, and then floated back to the room.

Sure enough, this ghost cry caught Fu Qiuning's attention. also successfully frightened all the people who didn't sleep in the evening breeze Xuan. It's just that everyone's behavior is trembling and huddled in the room, saying that they don't dare to go out, and even the cowardly ones simply put the big quilt on their heads, like the pheasant, ignoring the tail.

It's a pity that Fu Qiuning is not them, not only that, but she always feels that this thing seems to be strange, so she ignored the rain steps, casually put a silver-red cloak on top of her middle coat, and walked out of the house.

The rain steps are indeed terrifying, but how long will the unfaithful protector stay at this time? Therefore, she trembled and took Fu Qiuning's hand and followed, she looked extremely bearish, not so much as protecting the master, but the master protecting her.

"Where are the unjust souls messing around here? Haven't you already burned paper money? Fu Qiuning walked into the courtyard and asked in a deep voice. That kind of cry just now is indeed a ghost crying, otherwise the wind would never have made such a sharp sound, not to mention that this is the end of spring, where is such a north wind? .

Yang Ming floated in front of her again very hard, pinched his throat and said sadly: "Don't look at death...... Death is not blind, ......" while saying, he spat in his heart, secretly praying to God, saying that I am worrying for the Lord, God must distinguish clearly, this is not a curse, but don't let me die in the future...... Phew. You crow's mouth......

"Dead and blind?" Fu Qiuning frowned, thinking to himself that it was really the soul of the concubine who was found to have committed adultery in this courtyard and was sunk in the pond? Thinking of this, he said, "What if you don't die?" Are you here because you want my help? Is it a lack of money or something? If I can help, I'll do my best. "Alas! For the sake of everyone being a woman, do what you can do.

How...... What's going on? Want to help a ghost? Yang Ming almost fell from the tree, thinking that I have seen a lot today, there is still such a woman in this world. Look up at the opposite room. I saw that the little marquis was squirming upwards hard, and obviously he almost let his wife's words fall out of the room just now.

"Death is not blinding...... ......"Yang Ming didn't know how to react at all, so he could only repeat these two sentences with a sharp voice.

"What's the use of you just shouting there? Can you shout a few times and you can blind? Fu Qiuning was a little impatient. Since the secret path has been done, you must have the courage to bear the consequences, what's the matter with running out like this and being scary? I'm not afraid of you, but the people in this courtyard are afraid, the ancient people's fear of ghosts and gods is very remarkable, not to mention the ancient people, even if it is modern, most people are not afraid of this thing?

Yang Ming was about to cry, thinking what would I do if I didn't shout? Little Hou Ye, can't you send a voice into the secret and tell me what to do next? Oh. Yes, if the little marquis has this skill, he will probably be able to pretend to be a ghost himself.

Just when Yang Ming was so worried that he was about to hit the tree with his head, Fu Qiuning actually sat down on the steps and sighed: "I know, you are the unjust soul in this courtyard, right?" ”

What was Yang Ming thinking? Is there really a soul in the evening breeze of this Hou Mansion? Now is the time when he has nothing to do, since Fu Qiuning has found a step. There is no reason to get off the donkey, so he nodded hurriedly and screamed: "It's me, I won't be blind......"

"Don't scream, I've said it, isn't it dead if you call?" Fu Qiuning interrupted him impatiently, and suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to ask the rain steps: "The rain steps." What the hell do you see what the hell she is? ”

It turns out that having someone around who can keep calm at all times is very helpful in boosting courage, at least now that Yujie is not as scared as before. She carefully identified the ghost standing on the branch, and said suspiciously, "Look at that long tongue, it should be a hanged ghost, right?" ”

Yang Ming felt a deep despair, pretending to be a ghost and scared people. He really felt that there was no need to continue, and if he continued to play, it would not be necessary for him to scare whom.

It's just that the little marquis on the other side didn't mean to get up at all, obviously he wanted him to continue acting, Yang Ming was embarrassed to run away in vain, so he had to continue to stand on the branch, fortunately, the branch was soft, and he followed the branch to float and float, looking like a ghost was erratic.

But Fu Qiuning, who was on the other side, was puzzled: "Hanged ghost? No, isn't the concubine in this yard a sinking pond? It should be a water ghost, how can there be a hanged ghost? Fu Qiuning looked at Yang Ming not far away suspiciously: "Ghost girl, are you sure you didn't go to the wrong place?" ”

What the? Sunken pond? Concubine? Yang Ming immediately pricked up his ears, it is human nature to love gossip. When he secretly screamed in his heart that he couldn't imagine that the Hou Mansion also had such a thing, he was poured a basin of cold water on his head by Fu Qiuning's last sentence.

If I say I'm in the wrong place now, can I get out of it? Yang Ming hesitated, glanced at the little marquis again, and found that he had disappeared on the roof, obviously knowing that the general trend was gone. Yang Ming secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart, thinking that he was worthy of being the little marquis, and the grasp of the timing was simply wonderful, since this was the case, then I would also withdraw quickly.

"Grandma, she...... She's leaving? Yujie watched in surprise at the back and the ghost flew out with a "whoosh", his eyes widened: "Really...... Is it really the wrong place? Looking at his grandmother, there were countless little stars twinkling in Yujie's eyes: Mrs. really admired grandma so much, and she sent away a ghost like this, ghost, a real ghost.

Fu Qiuning didn't have the idea of Yujie at this time, she drew a soul in her heart, and secretly said How can this thing be so weird? Since it's a ghost, how can you stand so far? Doesn't it say that ghosts like to float around the most? But I didn't see her again, except for seeing her float twice. What's more, she floated a little too fast, "whoosh" over, "swish" past, does the ghost float like this? Shouldn't it all be drifting slowly, right?

"Okay, go back to the house and sleep, if you're scared, sleep with me."

Fu Qiuning stood up, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was very strange, and he seemed to vaguely sense something in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it. I had to put it down for the time being, get up and go back to the house to sleep with the rain steps.

The next day, rumors of ghosts spread in the evening wind Xuan, and of course Yujie would not let go of this opportunity to promote the fearless image of his master.

So, when Jin Fengju stepped into the evening breeze hall again in the evening, he finally lived up to his expectations and heard the voices of the people sweeping the yard.

"What? Is there a ghost in Evening Breeze Xuan? The little marquis frowned, with a heavy and worried look: "Are you sure?" How can there be ghosts in the good ends? Could it be that this is a bad place? ”

The two subordinates immediately puffed up their chests: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about the little marquis, the ghost and the second grandmother didn't say two words, and then ran away." So the minions are not afraid, the evening breeze Xuan feng shui is very good, it must be very good, otherwise can there be such a smart and brave person as the second grandmother and the young master? ”

Jin Fengju couldn't spurt out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and almost got internal injuries, he never thought that Fu Qiuning's positive role would be so powerful. For a while, I felt that I couldn't speak, and I secretly complained to Yang Ming in my heart, thinking that you didn't tell me that you were just going down the slope of the donkey? Qiu Ning said that you went to the wrong place, and you pretended to go to the wrong place to retreat, why did you now turn into a desert and flee? God, you've lost all the ghost's faces.

While gritting his teeth in his heart, he came to the evening wind Xuan, only to see Fu Qiuning looking down to read a book, seeing him coming, he hurriedly put down the book, stood up with a smile and said, "The little marquis is here?" Rain steps, pour tea. ”

"What books are you reading?" Jin Fengju glanced at the book curiously, he had come to Wanfeng Xuan so many times, and he had never seen Fu Qiuning read, usually she was doing work or embroidering, so seeing her reading a book today, I couldn't help but be a little curious.

"It's just some strange anecdotes." Fu Qiuning replied with a smile.

Jin Fengju nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the evening wind pavilion is haunted, what is going on?" ”

"I just read a book that said that even if there are ghosts in this world, they are separated by yin and yang. Most of the so-called ghosts are pretended to be people. What's more, they simply live in people's hearts, so there is a saying that there are 'ghosts in the heart', what does the little marquis think? As Fu Qiuning spoke, he personally took out the teacup from the tea tray held by the rain steps, put it in front of Jin Fengju, and looked at him with eyes like water.

I don't know if it's because of the thief's weak heart, Jin Fengju felt that Fu Qiuning's vision was extremely sharp, as if he had seen through everything. His heart jumped, but his face remained unchanged at all, and he smiled slightly: "What Qiu Ning said is right, so many people are scared of themselves, but these subordinates in your evening wind xuan may have been influenced by you, and they all have some courage." ”

Fu Qiuning smiled lightly, and his eyes flowed, as if he inadvertently glanced at Jin Ming behind Jin Feng. is worthy of being the follower of the little marquis, and he has been born and died for so many years. Jin Ming's heart obviously began to play drums, but his face was as calm as ever, but if he looked in the mirror, he would find that he seemed to be more relaxed. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to () register as a member to read the latest chapter list, your support is my biggest motivation. )