Qian Xun's casual temperament she knows, sometimes want to play a play, not according to common sense at all, this month Qian Xun only taught some basic skills of light industry, to this day she has neither climbed the wall nor climbed the tree.

Nanxi looked at the wall, this wall is much higher than the ordinary wall, if you turn from the outside in, you can climb in along the banyan tree, but it is difficult to climb out, so she was stunned under the tree for a moment.

"How hard is it?" Qian Xun opened his eyes slightly and looked at her with a funny expression.

Nanxi raised his head and learned from Qian Xun and said with a rebellious look: "Isn't it just going over the wall!" What's so hard! ”

Qian Xun supported his head with his hand and looked at her with interest: "Be careful, the wall is not as difficult as the low wall." ”

Nanxi threw the blanket high and hung it on the wall, walked to the wood not far away from the wood, stepped on the shelf with a leaping foot, and then jumped and landed on the log where the clothes were drying, and then landed on the wall with a single effort.

Nanxi stood at the head of the wall a little unbalanced, her body swayed back and forth and finally stood firm, Qian Xun almost rushed over to catch her several times.

Nanxi trembled and moved a few steps in the direction of the blanket, seeing Qian Xun's heart trembling, for fear that she would fall.

Finally, her feet touched the blanket, so she leaned down and scooped up the blanket, and threw it heavily in the direction of Qian Xun, and the blanket smashed into Qian Xun's face impartially.

Qian Xun smiled and uncovered the blanket on his face, and there was still Nanxi's body fragrance on the blanket: "This is the legendary daughter Xiang?" ”

Nanxi was about to go down, and when he heard him say this, he felt funny and stopped: "All men in the world are the embodiment of perverts, this sentence is not false at all. ”

It was the first time that Qian Xun was called a pervert, but he just said that his daughter was fragrant, and he had such a good name, which was really worthy of the word pervert.

"Do you know the consequences of what you say?" Qian Xun stood up suddenly, and one foot straddled the thick branch.

"What are the consequences?"

As soon as her words fell, Qian Xun jumped up and landed beside him: "The consequence is"

"What's it?" Nanxi looked at him with big eyes, and those eyes shone with a moving luster in the moonlight, so that Qian Xun stopped halfway through his words as if he had lost his soul.

The moonlight fell on her face with a gentle luster, her eyelashes were like wings, her eyes were like stars, and her slightly hooked lips looked delicious.

"Nothing." Qian Xun turned his head: "It's not early, I'll take you down." ”

"No, I can do it myself."

Nanxi jumped towards the pillar, but the moment he landed on the pillar, his feet twisted, and the whole person lost his balance and fell, thinking that this was miserable, and he would definitely die of pain if he fell.

Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist, and she suddenly fell into a warm embrace, Qian Xun's chest was very tight, which made her feel inexplicably safe.

After the two landed, Nanxi realized that her hand had already wrapped around Qian Xun's neck, so she suddenly let go of her hand and lowered her head embarrassedly.

Qian Xun put her down, and saw that the hair on Nanxi's sideburns was a little messy in his arms, so he naturally cut her hair.

Nanxi's head was lowered, and it looked a little more cute.

After Qian Xun realized his thoughts, he couldn't help frowning, how could he have such feelings for her?

"It's not too early, let's go back and rest!" Qian Xun suddenly popped out a sentence in order to hide his embarrassment.

Yuehua gently sprinkled in the sleeping Jincheng, thinking that this night would be calmer, but he didn't know that in a corner of Jincheng, the nightmare had just begun to stage.

Screams rang out one after another in the vast realm of the Fan Mansion, and the newborn ghost touches ushered in their first feast after breaking their shells.

Mrs. Fan's Huarong Pavilion has been turned over by the inner and outer three floors, choking smoke fills every corner of the room, and the ghost touch is quietly slipping along the inconspicuous place on the ground, and under the attic not far away, a large number of ghost touches poured in, and then the candlelight lit up one after another.

A girl with a lantern hurriedly ran to the main house, she took out a key from her arms, trembled in her hand, and shouted while opening the door: "Don't panic, the big lady, the slave is coming!" ”

Naturally, the screams of the eldest lady Liu Wenshang sounded in the house, the voice was very poignant, and it was a little more frightened than before.

The girl pushed the door open, the screaming suddenly stopped, the girl walked in with a dark yellow lantern, walked to the oil lamp and lit it, and the room immediately lit up.

"Big lady?" The girl's gaze swept over the head of the bed, but there was no one to see.

"Where are you hiding, big lady?" The girl carried the lamp to shine on the position of the wardrobe, only to see a person curled up in the corner, the girl stepped forward to take a closer look, her face suddenly turned pale with fright, the lantern in her hand fell to the ground at once, the lantern rolled along the ground a few times, and finally stopped at Liu Wenshang's feet.

The firelight burned through the thin paste paper at once, and jumped out of the lantern, and the firelight was reflected on Liu Wenshang's frozen terrifying face!

Her mouth was wide open, her tongue was swollen and protruding from her lips, her eyeballs were sunken into their sockets, and the bloody liquid from the corners of her eyes was dripping down her slightly swollen cheeks.

"Ahh The girl was so frightened that she ran out, but no one paid attention to her shouts.

Liu Wenshang is dead!

The lady of the dignified Fan Mansion finally died in the house after two years of madness.

The old lady was shocked and immediately got up and went to Fan Ge's Lone Star Pavilion, but when she pushed the door open, the room was empty.

"Where did the people go?" The old lady almost roared, but the voice was not the old lady's, but a somewhat unfamiliar, yet familiar voice.

Jiang Rong saw that the old lady was furious, and hurriedly knelt down: "The old man is angry!" This makes people look for it! ”

That's right, although the body of an old lady standing in front of Jiang Rong at this time is the body of an old lady, she has a man's face, and that person is the old man Fan Changji who died thirty years ago!

A few trembling little servants knelt down at the foot of the steps: "Back to the old lady, the old man went to Miss Qin'er's residence!" ”

Fan Changji's face suddenly became chaotic, but it became the face of an old lady when she combined again, she was so angry that her eyes almost burst out: "This brute! ”

The group walked out of the Lone Star Pavilion, and soon arrived at Fangfei Pavilion, looking from a distance, the house was brightly lit, and the courtyard was lit with candles in the dead corner, and Qin'er was curled up in the center of the bed unscathed, the bed curtain was impermeable, and Fan Ge sat next to her and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Qin'er, it's okay, Dad is here! Don't be afraid. ”

The two sat on the bed, and Fan Ge gently patted his daughter's sobbing back and whispered comfort.