After seeing this scene clearly, several family members in the patrol couldn't stand the stimulation and fled in all directions, shouting in their mouths.

Because of the noise of the housekeepers, some of the people who fell asleep and slept lightly, but were on duty at night, were soon woken up.

When everyone heard the ghost fire, they immediately became a spirit, and then ran out to take a look.

Who knows, the slaves and maids in Aunt Zhao's yard screamed one by one, waking up everyone in the house.

"Yes...... Ghosts...... There's a ghost......"

I saw that in front of Aunt Zhao's compound, there was a pool of bright red blood on the ground.

The pool of bright red blood seemed to have just flowed down from the human body.

Not only that, but in the middle of the blood, there was something similar to a cell robe.

Seeing this, everyone remembered the knowledge of the miscarriage and death.

"This ...... Here's the blood mark......"

Not only was there blood on the ground, but even the snow-white face was imprinted with no less blood marks.

The cowardly, seeing this scene, rolled his eyes, and simply fainted.

The bold child took a closer look at the bloody handprints, and then panicked in his heart.

Because the blood marks on the wall are not handprints, but footprints.

The most peculiar thing is that the bloody footprints are so small that even a five-year-old child's hand is bigger than it.

Such small footprints suddenly reminded people of a newborn baby.

Moreover, this little bloody footprint, row by row, seems to be stuck to the wall, and walks up.

Ordinary people, how can they use the wall as the ground and walk like this.

Then, the only thing that can do it is ghosts.

And it's a baby-like imp!

One of the most ruthless things in the Prime Minister's Mansion is Zhizhi.

Didn't you know that a child just fell!

"Yes, today, today is the first seven of knowing."

I don't know who said that.

"Presumptuous, what time is it now!"

Xia Boran, who slept in Aunt Zhao's room, didn't do anything to Aunt Zhao tonight.

Now he is sleeping in the same bed with Aunt Zhao.

In order to have a good performance in front of the county lord of Chuyun and Ning Zhen, it is natural that he can't get close to women.

Who knows, for those bad things, I finally fell asleep, and was woken up by the screams of the minions.

Xia Boran's complexion is naturally not good, and he is so dark that he scares to death.

ordered the little guy to go and see what happened, and the answer he got turned out to be that the prime minister's mansion was haunted.

Ridiculous!

The son is silent, and the strange force is confused.

How could the Prime Minister's Mansion be haunted!

It's not that Xia Boran despises ghosts and gods.

Xia Boran is only sure of one thing, the women in the palace, this kind of thing that hurts people's lives and loses people's heirs is innumerable.

If so, it will attract ghosts and gods.

So, how can the palace be brilliant every day, and become a blessed nest in the eyes of everyone, a place of gold and silver.

If it is to be haunted, it must be in the palace first.

However, in this case, it is generally not haunted, but haunted!

There's no way, listening to the situation outside seems to be a little chaotic and out of control.

As the head of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xia Boran could only get up and stabilize the situation.

"Xiang, Xiangye, there are bloody footprints of children, you see, there are so many bloody ......"

The little guy on duty for Xia Boran's night vigil tonight kept swallowing saliva dryly, pointing to the blood marks that had been stabbed.

"Today, tonight is the first seven ...... of knowledge"

Although Xiao Xiao's words have not yet been finished, his meaning is already obvious.