Before dawn, the girl who was sleeping deeply on the couch suddenly opened her eyes, and there seemed to be a faint scent of ambergris in her nose, Xia Qianwei seemed to have some inspiration in her mind, sat up suddenly, and a black robe immediately slipped off her shoulder.

"Awake?"

There was a joking voice in the corner, she looked up, and saw the man in a white shirt sitting alone by the window, with a black silk lazily scattered in front of him, the hazy sky made his skin more silvery cool, but also made his finely carved facial features more and more wicked.

Xia Qianwei suddenly lost her mind a little, and soon a trace of astonishment crossed her eyes, "Last night, ......"

"You slept peacefully last night, and this king sat like this for a few hours, and endured to keep you out of the house several times, so thank you. ”

Listening to his disgruntled tone, it was as if nothing special had happened.

Xia Qianwei was stunned for a long time, she lowered her head and looked at her neat clothes, but the scorching temperature seemed to remain around her, which was so real that it made people a little nervous, but how should she ask in this case?

Her thoughts were in a state of confusion, and all she remembered was that someone had infiltrated the house, but she had no impression of what was going on next!

"What, you're having a nightmare?" Mu Longyuan asked seriously, only to feel that Xia Qianwei's expression at the moment was very cute.

Dream?

Could it really be her hallucination?

Xia Qianwei frowned slightly, but the dream was too real?

Raising her eyes inadvertently, she just caught the corners of Mu Longyuan's lips that had already been deeply hooked, and the girl on the couch suddenly realized, and immediately understood that King Youwang was teasing her again!

At this moment, she couldn't control it anymore, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it over, but she was caught by Mu Longyuan steadily, and then let out a burst of hearty laughter.

Xia Qianwei was angry, and it was ridiculous that Fang Cai himself was still worried about whether something had happened to him.

Presumably she would sleep so deeply, it was all Mu Longyuan's hands and feet!

The man in front of him didn't intend to hide and explain at all, he just put down the military book casually, raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile, "Yu Yingjie has movement there, go to watch a good show with this king?"

“......”

......

"Young master, you can't go out, the master has explained, I want you to rest in the mansion. ”

The two family members were bitterly stopping the man with dark green hair in his eyes, but with a snap, Yu Yingjie raised his hand high and directly knocked one of them to the ground.

"Bastard, young master, I'm dying, even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes today, this young master will leave this ghost place!"

Yu Yingjie's eyes were red like a demon, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his expression seemed to be about to devour the two people in front of him alive.

The other family member was so frightened that he immediately forgot to react, the young master can shake three times when the wind blows on weekdays, but today's strength is so great? It's really like hitting an evil spirit!

However, only Yu Yingjie knew that he was really haunted by the unjust soul!

As soon as he closed his eyes in the past two days, he felt that something was blowing cool air in his ears, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he could always see a ghost floating quickly outside the window!

He even found his uncle's shoes in his room, sometimes under the table, sometimes in front of the couch, as if the uncle was by his side all the time!

"Uncle, there is a debtor and a master, it's not about Yingjie's business, if you have something to say, if you have something to say, you can talk to my father......"

Throwing off the two family members, Yu Yingjie stumbled out of the courtyard incoherently, and escaped through the back door along the path.

Located in the southwest direction at the foot of Zhongshou Mountain, the ancestral shrine of Yujia Village temporarily built in a certain place is particularly lonely.

The humble offering table was full of tablets, but there was a thick layer of dust on them, and the footprints of rats were messy, as if no one had been here for a long time.

I heard a bang, and the crumbling wooden door was slammed open without warning, and a panicked figure fell in embarrassment.

He didn't know what was in his mouth, so he hurriedly took out the temporary incense burner and lit two sticks of incense.

"The ancestors are above, Yingjie is wronged, and the ancestral shrine is my father's dictatorship, and it has nothing to do with Yingjie......!

At this time, a tablet fell down strangely and smashed directly at Yu Yingjie's feet, so frightened that he jumped up on the spot, and quickly picked up the tablet with both hands.

Who knew that when he looked at it, the name on it made his face instantly pale, "Ancestor, grandfather!"

So many tablets have fallen to their own grandfather's, isn't it the ancestor who is angry, so what?

At this moment, Yu Yingjie almost fainted, who knew that a rush of footsteps came from outside, and Yu Erye, who rushed to hear the news, held a torch in his hand, which instantly illuminated his son's appearance of not being a ghost or a ghost.

"Beast, tell you not to step into the ancestral shrine, is it the wind in your ears to be a father?!"

Second Master Yu lowered his voice and reprimanded angrily, stepped forward and grabbed the young man's ear and dragged it out, but Yu Yingjie screamed and shook off his hand, and begged into the air on the side, "Murderer! He is the murderer! If the uncle wants to take revenge, just look for my father, let Yingjie go!"

Second Master Yu almost didn't get angry and let out a mouthful of blood! I heard that in the past two days, his son has become chattering, often pointing to the air and screaming that he saw his uncle, and muttering that his uncle has come back to ask for his life, for fear that others will not know that the eldest master of Yu Mansion died unexpectedly!

If it weren't for the fact that he had already taken care of everything, the people in the house would not dare to speak out, otherwise they would really be bad by this unfortunate son!

"Shut up! Why don't you go back with your father, what's crazy!"

"I'm not leaving! Father, you quickly kneel down and confess your mistakes to your ancestors and ancestors, and beg them to spare Yingjie, otherwise, Yingjie will not live for three days!"

I saw Yu Yingjie open his sleeves like a madman, and the bruises on those two arms became more obvious, Second Master Yu couldn't help frowning, what was going on?

Is it because of these traces that he is so godless and ownerless?

"It's just some skin trauma, maybe I fell somewhere......"

"No! This is a curse! Uncle came back to ask for his life, and the ancestors and ancestors, they blamed us for selling such a good feng shui treasure to others, and instead moved them to such a bad place! Father, you are not afraid of retribution, don't you care if your son lives or dies?!"

Yu Yingjie roared hysterically, and finally completely angered the second master Yu in front of him.

"What kind of feng shui treasure land? The Taoist chief said, that land is not clean!"

"Phew, father, don't hide it from me, that Dao Chang obviously accepted your benefits, I heard it at that time, our Yujia Village is a dragon's den that is rare to see in a hundred years!

Second Master Yu looked at the son in front of him, who had no ink on his chest, and couldn't help but sneer, "I don't know if the descendants can be crowned kings and worship the prime minister, but now I can enter Beijing to be a petty official, who wouldn't agree to such a business?"

To do, to be an official?!