The two maids looked at each other, and finally Silver Candle opened her mouth first: "How does Miss know?" ”

"Xiao Jiuzhong recognizes people with jade pendants. I remember that when I went to Huangjue Temple to offer incense a few months ago, I left the jade pendant about my sister's life and death there. Leng Huaping nodded.

The silver candle reacted, "What does Miss mean is that the jade pendant led by Commander Xiao is the one that Miss lost?" ”

Looking at the cold painting screen and nodding with a smile, Silver Candle was also happy for her: "That's really good, Miss finally doesn't have to be jealous of Yu Bingxi, let herself be unrecognizable." ”

The nonsensical words of the silver candle made Leng Huaping's smile freeze on his face. What is unrecognizable, is she a big beauty!

Without waiting for Leng Huaping to say something, Yin Xue first asked worriedly: "However, Commander Xiao doesn't know about this matter!" ”

Instant silence.

This is indeed a problem, Leng Huaping fell into deep thought, and at the same time, she also remembered the scene in her previous life, when she stabbed the dagger into his chest with her own hands.

With a solemn face, Silver Candle asked worriedly: "Miss, are you okay?" ”

"Miss, let's go to bed first, your illness is not cured yet!" Yinxue said.

Leng Huaping did not refuse pretentiously, and fell asleep directly under the service of the two maids.

The night faded silent, except for the wind howling through the windows of every house. The moonlight shone brightly on the road of the night, and there were several masters standing in Liu Chongyan's study.

For example, Uncle Xiao Jiuzhong is frowning in a tangled manner at this moment, looking down at the ground.

For example, Uncle Feng Yu was worried, looking at Xiao Jiuzhong from time to time.

There is also an uncle, he is wrapped in a black robe, only a pair of eyes are exposed, and even the palms of his hands are wrapped in gauze.

"Kuju, I see you've been so busy lately that you've forgotten our purpose." The black-robed Venerable was the first to speak.

"I haven't forgotten." Xiao Jiuzhong replied firmly, with a hint of respect in his tone.

"I miss my children's affection, even I can talk to you, and I haven't forgotten!" The black-robed Venerable's tone rose, obviously a little angry.

Xiao Jiuzhong didn't speak, and he didn't say anything. He couldn't deny that he was a little affected by the cold painting screen.

Seeing Xiao Jiuzhong's appearance, the black-robed Venerable sighed helplessly and comforted him and said, "You are our last hope, if something happens to you and you can't meet our expectations, then where will our Xiao clan come from?" ”

"I understand." Xiao Jiuzhong responded without thinking.

"Mr. Ghost has come back to you in the past few days, so I will say hello." The black-robed Venerable took a serious look at Xiao Jiuzhong, and then drove out of the light gong and left.

"Jiuzhong, this ghost ......" Liu Chongyan, as Xiao Jiuzhong's few confidants and friends, naturally knew some of Xiao Jiuzhong's private things, but he never saw this "ghost gentleman" who was valued by the black-robed Venerable.

"It's the benefactor of our Xiao family." Xiao Jiuzhong left without mentioning much.

And this ghost gentleman was already standing in his room waiting for him.

"Mr. Ghost?" Xiao Jiuzhong looked dressed like the black-robed Venerable, but his voice was obviously young. Standing is also a straight young man.

"Well, Kuju." Mr. Ghost turned to look at Xiao Jiuzhong and said, "You are more human than I saw you before." ”

"However, the second uncle doesn't like me like this." Xiao Jiuzhong reluctantly walked to the side and sat down.

The somewhat aggrieved look of dejection made Mr. Ghost couldn't help laughing.