(Digression: Yesterday on the fifteenth, I drank a few more glasses at the family dinner at noon, but I slept until the second half .......of the night, and I didn't even see the moon on the fifteenth.) ）

Xiao Mao's performance Qin Yan is quite satisfied, at least he can quickly react to how to protect himself when a crisis occurs, although he is afraid, he can still call calmly to save himself.

For a seven-year-old, yes.

For a long time, Qin Yan had never thought about how to ask for his son, his only thought was that the two of them could spend this life easily and happily with each other. Because the ending has long been doomed, when the warmth is over, the two of them will leave here permanently, and they will have nothing to do with everything in this mortal world from now on.

Qin Yan jumped onto the balcony on the third floor, raised his hand and knocked on the locked tight window pane.

However, the two children were staring at the wooden door that had been cut and cracked in horror, and they did not hear the slightest "thump" from the balcony next to them.

"Grandma Sun" cut the bedroom door through a hole the size of a palm, then paused for a moment, put a hand into the door, and fumbled for the doorknob.

When Sun Mingwei saw a hand suddenly reach into the bedroom, she immediately screamed in fright, and in her loud scream, Qin Xiaomao ran from her side to the door, picked up a stool on the dresser and smashed it at that hand.

"Grandma Sun" was in pain and immediately retracted her hand. After a while, the sound of a "bang" kitchen knife smashing the door sounded again.

Qin Xiaomao's eyes lit up and looked around looking for something to resist, and just as he was looking around, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Qin Yan standing on the balcony.

"Dad........." Qin Xiaomao whimpered and threw himself on the balcony, he felt that he had never been so looking forward to seeing his father like now. And Qin Yan's face has never been so handsome and handsome as it is at this moment......

Qin Yan looked at Xiao Mao funny and wiped all the tears and snot on his shirt, and then took him a step away, looked into his eyes and asked, "Know ....... yourself"

"I know I'm wrong, it's all my fault, I'm arrogant, I don't ...... myself, Dad, you beat me, woo woo......." Without waiting for Qin Yan to finish speaking, Qin Xiaomao rushed to pour out all the words below him as if pouring beans.

Qin Yan glared at his son with a dark face, since he was five years old, this kid has learned to snatch his lines, so that sometimes he can't find words to train him as a father.

Because the words have been finished by Xiao Mao, what else can he say? Say what?

"Uncle, are you two done? ........." a weak voice sounded next to him, and then he saw Sun Mingwei pointing to the door and saying, "My grandma is coming in soon, what should I do?" ”

Qin Yan and Xiao Mao turned their heads at the same time, and sure enough, they saw that the middle piece of the bedroom door had almost been cut down, and through the small hole, they could vaguely see the wooden face and empty eyes of "Grandma Sun".

Qin Yan walked into the sloppy wooden door that had been chopped down, and stared at "Grandma Sun" seriously through the dresser.

"Grandma Sun" looked back at Qin Yan, but the right hand holding the knife was still mechanically slashing at the white wooden door that blocked her in front of her.

Qin Yan stretched out his hand and gently pushed the dresser and chair and stool in front of him aside, and pulled the white wooden door open when "Grandma Sun" was caught off guard.

Out of inertia, "Grandma Sun" was still waving her right hand to make a gesture of slashing the door, Qin Yan waved her hand to knock off the kitchen knife in her hand that had been cut all the gaps, and then slapped her palm at the door of "Grandma Sun".

Grandma Sun's body fell to the ground softly, Qin Yan hugged her, and then looked up at Sun Mingwei's father who had just come back from work and went up to the staircase on the third floor.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and send my aunt back to her room. "Thanks to Qin Xiaomao, Qin Yan is not stranger to Sun Mingwei's father.

After Lao Sun picked up his mother, Qin Yan flew out with a talisman, and fixed the white shadow that had just come out of Grandma Sun's body on the wall at the end of the third floor.

"What is this?" Qin Xiaomao came out of the bedroom with Sun Mingwei and looked at the white ghost with white hair, white face, white body, and white body with a face full of surprise.

Sun Mingwei and her father naturally couldn't see anything, and the father and daughter looked at each other with two pairs of eyes in shock.

Qin Yan stared at the ghost in front of him with his eyebrows and asked her, "Why do you want to harm people?" ”

Qin Yan has already reached a point where he is now writing talismans, and many times he often writes them on the spot, for example, just now, the talisman he threw out was written more than ten seconds ago, and the talisman paper just hit the middle of the white ghost's chest.

The anger in the eyes of the white ghost is very deep, and this anger is not black like ordinary ghosts, on the contrary, her anger is as white as her body.

Through the hatred in the depths of her eyes, Qin Yan felt that he had vaguely grasped an important point.

"You escaped from the underworld?"

The white ghost, who was desperately trying to break free from the restraints, immediately stopped writhing when he heard this, it turned that white and incredible face towards Qin Yan, and the two white lips that were almost transparent slowly fanned, "Who are you?" ”

To be honest, if you just look at her voice, you can't tell if she's male or female. But the feminine characteristics are so vividly expressed in her white and slender body.

Her expression and question had obviously confirmed Qin Yan's guess.

"You escaped from the underworld and came here directly, and then killed two lives in succession, do you want to harm the third one next?" When Qin Yan said this, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lao Sun Zheng holding Sun Mingwei into his arms in fear.

"Let me tell you the truth, nothing good will happen to any evil spirit that falls into my hands. You can choose to remain silent, and even then I have a way to get your origin and purpose - if I want to. So, if you're a little smarter, you'd better take the opportunity to say everything you can ........ As the saying goes, there is no shop in this village, so weigh it yourself. ”

"That's right, a demon who kills people, my dad has every reason to beat you up without asking anything, and now he can give you a chance to explain, purely because he is kind-hearted, don't bite Lu Dongbin, don't know the hearts of good people!" Qin Xiaomao pinched his waist, counting the white ghosts while speaking righteously, and patted Qin Yan's sycophants.

Qin Yan lowered his head and glanced at him, but he didn't say anything.

"Don't say it yet? Don't you say you owe it to clean up? Dad, beat her up. After waiting for a minute and seeing no movement, Qin Xiaomao couldn't help but turn his head to urge Qin Yan.

Qin Yan actually wanted to pick up Xiao Mao and throw him downstairs, but he couldn't do it, this kid's favorite girl was watching from behind at the moment, and he couldn't be too faceless - after all, everyone was a man.

"This place is mine, it's my family, their surname Sun has taken our land, they all deserve to die, they all deserve to die......" The hoarse voice sounded suddenly, startling Xiao Mao.

Qin Yan turned his head and glanced at Lao Sun, turned back and asked the white ghost, "You said that the people of the Sun family robbed your land, this villa should be yours?" “

"Villa? You mean this big house? The white ghost turned his head and looked around, "This land was originally mine, and the previous house was different from this house....... But it doesn't matter, no matter how much they renovate, they can't change the original fact, that is, they are robbers, despicable robbers. not only robbed my house and land, but also locked me in a small black house, which lasted for more than ten years, and I was not a ghost and survived in the dark....... Finally, when I finally saw the light of day again, everyone was scared when they saw me, and they all called me a 'ghost'......."

"Sure enough, within two days of coming out, I really became a ghost ......."

"But I'm not reconciled, my grievances haven't been revealed, and the wicked haven't been punished, what's going on in this world? Could it be that a clean official like Bao Qingtian actually doesn't exist? ........ I was taken to the underworld, but I didn't want to be reincarnated. I know that after I am reincarnated, I will forget all about the previous things, and I will not be able to avenge my parents and myself.......... I've been in the underworld for a few years, and I've recently managed to escape from the ........."

Speaking of this, the white ghost's eyes stared straight at Qin Yan and asked, "You said that the evil ghosts that fell into your hands will not end well, then let me ask you, do you care about the wicked?" “

Without waiting for Qin Yan to answer, she continued, "If you take care of the wicked people, can bring them to justice, send them to the dungeon, and return the land to my Chen family, then it doesn't hurt for me to be scattered even if I am beaten by you as an evil ghost." “

Qin Yan folded his arms, blinked his eyes and asked, "May I ask what year you were born?" “

The white ghost raised his head and replied quite arrogantly, "My Chen family is a scholarly family, and my grandfather was a scholar at the age of eighteen, and my grandfather was awarded the Jinshi ......... at the age of eighteen."

Hearing this, Qin Yan couldn't help but interrupt her, "What year is your grandfather a Jinshi?" “

"What other year, of course, is the Qianlong period, why don't you even know this? .........“

Qin Yan and Qin Xiaomao were immediately embarrassed.........

Qin Xiaomao stretched out the back of his hand to wipe the dense fine sweat on his forehead, and said, "This ancestor, do you know what age it is?" Do you know how many years it has been since the Qing Dynasty perished........ Ah, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you are sure that the Sun family who lives in this house now is the Sun family during the Qing Dynasty in which you lived? “

Although Qin Xiaomao is not very old, he has read a whole set of books on Chinese history, although it cannot be said that he has memorized it backwards, but the entire development history is still very familiar.

The white ghost gritted his teeth and glared at Qin Xiaomao, "You kid with all the hair is rarely speaking for them in front of me, although I know that Sun Qianqiang and Sun Qiansheng, the two brothers who have been stabbed by a thousand knives, are no longer there, but the old boy who was killed by me just now is either their grandson or great-grandson, because that face is too similar to the twin brothers........ By that alone, I knew I wasn't looking for the wrong person. “

Qin Yan turned his head to look at the father and daughter standing behind him and asked, "Old Sun, do you know that your ancestors have two twins named Sun Qianqiang and Sun Qiansheng?" “

Hearing these two names, Lao Sun's face immediately changed, how could he not know that their Sun family had only gradually become stronger since the period of these two old ancestors, which he and his younger brother had often heard from their grandfather when they were very young. Not only that, but each generation must read their great deeds again and again........

Therefore, even if his grandson forgets what his name is, he must be familiar with these two names!