The other six ghosts heard that there were boxes of gold and silver treasures in this house, what kind of concept is this? Then they boiled hot water as if they were boiling a pot, and they chattered excitedly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Lan Tian heard the news in his heart, he confirmed that this haunted house really had huge hidden treasures, but where were these treasures hidden?

The male ghost with the gong struck the gong violently, and it cried out in a high voice; "Wow! Treasure of gold and silver in the upper box? It's unbelievable that we can spend more money in a few lifetimes! You can be merry and happy every day, eat and drink spicy food! Haha......"

The male ghost with the drum suddenly thought that something was wrong, and he struck the drum violently, and then struck the head of the ghost with the gong, and it shouted loudly at the ghost with the gong; "You have a high fever, huh? Are you daydreaming? Have you used all the treasures of the world? It is forbidden to use in other places! We can only use this black paper silver dollar coin! ”

As soon as these words came out, these ghosts seemed to be awakened by a bucket of cold water, and they all stood there like dumb people.

The hall was lifeless and quiet again.

At this time, Ziyi suddenly asked the male ghost with the sack; "Are you sure you capsized and drowned?"

The ghost with the sack wept and replied; "Yes, it was night, and we were sleeping in the cabin. As soon as the boat capsized, a dozen of us quietly drowned. ”

Ziyi smiled and said; "Then why did you say that my husband killed you? What about the evidence? ”

"This ...... This ......" The ghost with the sack couldn't answer, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

These ghosts look at me again, I look at you, and then say in unison that Ziyi's words make sense.

The ghost with the sack, it was silent for a while, and then spoke; "But...... Master, you still have to get some more yin money for me to spend, I was too slow just now, and I don't have a lot of yin money in my pocket. ”

Ziyi smiled, she said; "Why didn't you say it sooner? Why bother to make an eighteen turns, tired! ”

Ziyi said to the blue clothes beside him; "I know there are still two boxes of money in the house, so give them all!"

Lan Yi reluctantly said "um", went to the house and took out the last two boxes of Yin money, and opened the lid of the box, and there was another stack of black Yin silver dollars.

Ziyi said with a smile to the male ghost holding the sack; "This box is for you! Is it enough? ”

"Enough, enough!" It screamed excitedly and flew over, picking open the mouth of the sack and scrambling to fill it.

Lan Tian is really grateful to the female ghost in purple for saving him today, otherwise he would have gone with that sack.

At this time, Ziyi smiled at the other ghosts; "This box, for you!"

When the six ghosts heard this, they rushed up and scrambled again, and they desperately put them in their pockets.

The female ghost with slow hands and feet and few pockets on her body, she chattered as she grabbed it; "Next time, I'll bring a sack too!"

Lan Tian heard an "ah", and his scalp was numb.

After these ghosts were loaded, they lined up again and said to Ziyi in unison; "Thank you hosts! We're gone, goodbye! ”

Ziyi smiled; "Goodbye!"

Lan Tian let out another "ah" in his heart, and he prayed in his heart that he would never see him again in the future!

At this time, the ghost who played the drum said with a smile at Lan Tian; "Little handsome guy, purple clothes are a big beauty, but unfortunately you can't use it in other places! Otherwise, the problem will be serious! Haha......"

All the ghosts laughed!

Lan Tian scolded in his heart; I don't care about you!

Lan Tian's hand was still tightly held by the purple girl, he secretly glanced at the female ghost in purple, and found that she was smiling faintly, she was smiling at the cold beauty.

After laughing, they played the flute again, played the erhu, played the gongs and drums, and flew towards the outside of the gate, the ghost carrying a sack of yin money always fell behind, it was pressed by the yin money "hum chirp", it stumbled behind with difficulty.

After a while, the noise of their blowing and thumping disappeared into the night.

Ziyi said softly to Lan Tian; "Childe, it's not too early, I'll send you upstairs, right?"

"Hmm." Lan Tian nodded.

Ziyi picked up Lan Tian and flew upstairs to the room, and when he arrived at the room, Lan Tianjue's back was gently pushed by Ziyi and pushed his body on the bed.

The next day, in the morning, Lan Tian woke up violently. He remembered the horror of last night, his heart was pounding, he tried to recall the events of last night, in his memory he felt like a dream and not like a dream, every scene was very clear, but he couldn't be sure whether it was true or not.

He looked at the purple-clothed bed opposite, which was still empty, only the faint scent of violets on the purple sheets.

After the hard-working Lan Tian got up, he went to the town to set up a stall again.

Business was average this morning, and after he closed the stall at noon and had a brief lunch, he bought a lot of straw paper and tofu and went back to the haunted house.

Lan Tian was deeply moved by the fact that the female ghost in purple saved him last night, whether it was a dream or not, he was all true.

After putting down the straw paper and tofu, Lan Tian went to the back mountain to pick up yellow wax stones of various colors and came back.

Lan Tian picked up a wooden hammer and a gold steel diamond, and diligently carved a sculpture of a golden dragon and made yellow wax stone jewelry.

"Jingle" sounded, and he didn't rest for a moment.

In the evening, after he had eaten, he burned a large pile of straw paper and went upstairs.

Lan Tian is obsessed with practicing oil painting by himself, and he sets a goal every day to surpass yesterday's painting skills.

Lan Tian was painting stupidly, he suddenly felt someone standing behind him, he turned his head suddenly, he was startled, and found that Ziyi was quietly leaning behind him at some point, quietly watching him paint.

Ziyi smiled slightly, and she said; "Childe, I'm sorry! Didn't scare you, did you? ”

"I didn't ...... Not at all! Lan Tian put down the oil paintbrush, he scratched his head and said.

Ziyi was still wearing a purple cheongsam, she was tall and plump, graceful and elegant, and her temperament was compelling, Lan Tian looked at her stupidly, her eyes were clear and she didn't move.

Ziyi was embarrassed by him and smiled; "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Lan Tian came to his senses and stammered; "I ...... I think you're so beautiful! ”

"Really? Thank you! Ziyi smiled again, however, a melancholy color suddenly flashed on her face, and she sighed and said; It's a pity I'm a ghost! And it's a hundred-year-old ghost! ”

Lan Tian was stunned for a moment, he showed deep sympathy in his heart at this time, and he didn't know how to comfort Ziyi for a while.

Suddenly, dense sweat oozed from Ziyi's forehead and face, she frowned tightly, her whole body trembled violently, she slowly squatted down, and she ** in pain.

Lan Tian was shocked, and hurriedly squatted down to support her hands, and asked in surprise; "You...... What's wrong with you? ”

saw Ziyi shake her head in pain, her closed eyes burst into tears, and her cherry mouth was trembling.

Lan Tian was at a loss.

"You...... What's wrong with you? Lan Tian held Ziyi's cold hands tightly and asked over and over again, "What are you uncomfortable with?" ”

After about twenty minutes, Ziyi slowly recovered, the beads of sweat the size of the bean slowly stopped seeping, she let out a long breath, and Lan Tian slowly helped her up.

Lan Tian's heart that was hanging tightly finally let go.

"Childe, didn't I scare you? I'm sorry! Ziyi took out a purple embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat on his face.

"It's okay, what's wrong with you? How so? Lan Tian asked with concern.

Purple twitched the wing of her nose, and she sighed again; "I have a disease like this, I have to attack more than a dozen times every night, and I have been used to it for nearly a hundred years."

"Ahh Lan Tian shouted, dumbfounded.

After a while, Ziyi burst into tears again, and she sobbed softly; "My birthday was booked in the water downstairs by an onmyoji...... So I was very cold and sore every night, and I cried every day when I was in pain. ”

When Lan Tian heard this, he was furious, and he asked; "Why did he hurt you?"

The woman in purple choked up, and she said; "Not for the huge treasure in this house."