I pretended I couldn't hear what the old man was talking about.

He followed him into the west wing of his house.

I thought that the old man Ta loved his little grandson so much that he would let the little grandson live in the main house with them.

"Young man, can you help me see what happened to my grandson?"

Old man Ta spoke as politely as ever, but in this politeness, it is unknown how much sincerity or conspiracy is carried in this politeness.

"Do you have what I need?"

Standing on the edge of the kang, he looked down at the bloodless child lying on the bed, and tested the child's snort with his hand.

"The things were prepared yesterday, and we're a little far away from the city, so we have to get the things ready in the afternoon."

The old man didn't expect it, and I came over to take a look at his grandson.

I didn't say if it could be cured, so I just asked if the things were ready.

It's like sending a signal that as long as everything is in order, I can do it.

The answer I gave with practical actions made the old man quite reassured.

"Then that young man, you rest first, and I'll call you when everything is ready in the afternoon."

The old man immediately smiled, and a face full of folds had a flower.

"Well, that's fine."

I nodded at the old man in the tower, turned around and returned to the east wing with Yan Caiyun who was following behind me.

As soon as the front foot entered the east wing, the door was closed by a yin wind thrown out by Xi Pozi.

"Something is wrong with that kid."

Before I could speak, Xi Pozi had already spoken before me.

"Oh, what's wrong?"

I can't help but want to tease the kipo.

"The kid looks like he's eleven or twelve."

Jiang Wanrou said this, looked down again, and turned into a ghostly aura, sticking to the little beauty of her skirt.

"Oh, you see something is wrong, too?"

I sat back at the table with a smile and continued to make skirts for Yan Caiyun.

"This kid has too much yin energy on him."

Xi Pozi looked at my reaction and spoke.

"Oh, anything else?"

I continued to ask without changing my face.

"That child has a debt of iniquity."

Jiang Wanrou was a blood rakshasa after all, and she could see the point at a glance.

"Oh, I'm looking closely."

I didn't even lift my eyelids, and continued to sketch on the danqing color paper that Yan Caiyun selected.

"That kid killed someone."

The fox who was held in the arms of the Xi Pozi chirped.

Xi Pozi lowered her head and listened carefully for a while, and when she looked up again, her face became extremely ugly.

"I know that."

"The kid has a red vertical line on his eyebrows."

"Do you know what that is?"

I asked questions in my mouth, and the work in my hands was not slow at all.

"It's called a dead line."

"The death line usually appears in the middle of the brain when people are about to die."

"Another is that there are lives on your back, and there are quite a few of them. will appear."

"That kid doesn't look like he's short-lived."

"How did you say that dead line came about?"

My voice was surprisingly calm, and this calmness was suppressing my inner emotions.

No one knew that the first time I saw the dead line on the child's head, I felt uncalm in my heart.

One could even say anger.

I don't care if that kid lives or dies at all.

I always felt that if the child died, it might be more beneficial to this society.

"Then you also agreed to help the old man tower."

Jiang Wanrou is also fast-talking.

Xi Pozi blinked beside him and didn't dare to squeak

Sound.

"Xiao Wan, you still have to listen to what Qin Li has to say."

Xi Pozi grabbed Jiang Wanrou, who wanted to rush out and eat the child's soul.

"Jiang Wanrou, what are you crazy about?"

"What are we here for, have you forgotten?"

I rarely had a cold face.

"You know there's something wrong with that kid, and you still want to save him?"

"Which of us is crazy?"

"Did you break your brain by reading those Buddhist scriptures?"

"Do you want to learn from those stinky monks and purify sentient beings?"

"What wicked person can be edified?"

"Is it true that after the wicked have killed someone, they have been enlightened, and have not killed anyone? Will those who are slain die in vain?"

Jiang Wanrou looked at me with a pair of fierce eyes.

"But even if I don't care about this, someone else will take care of it."

I slowly tried to explain to Jiang Wanrou.

"You're not good."

Yan Caiyun suddenly shook off the hand I had been holding her with.

I haven't had time to stop it.

Yan Caiyun rushed in the direction of Jiang Wanrou.

Then these two female ghosts staged a full martial arts in front of me.

These two female ghosts fully made me realize how innocent I am.

Usually they look like delicate and weak beauties, and when they move, it's really a fierce race.

I can't persuade it, I can't pull it away.

I can only watch from the sidelines, and when the two of them have had enough, they will separate on their own.

"I said Qin Li, why don't you go over and persuade me?"

Xi Pozi probably hasn't seen this kind of formation before.

Jiang Wanrou and Yan Caiyun seem to have a real fire.

You won't let me go, and I won't let me die.

Other women fight not by their hair, but by scratching their faces, they are biting.

And the two female ghosts in front of me are fighting, that is, tearing alive and eating hard.

I don't know how the two who fought the war felt? Anyway, I watched it all over my body.

"They are all red-eyed, and now you let me go up and persuade me to fight, didn't you let me go to death?"

I'm not stupid, so I won't rush forward at this time.

I don't want to deal with the hee who is trying to make me a lubricant.

I just didn't see these two PK in front of me.

lowered his head and continued to make a skirt for Yan Caiyun.

"But if you don't try to persuade you, then they're going to have to beat you to the death."

Xi Pozi is holding a bloody fox in her arms at this moment, and there is a little beauty sitting behind her, no matter how you look at it, it's a little funny.

"Xiaomei, don't you still want to say what's going on?"

I know that since Jiang Wanrou met Xiaomei, the whole ghost's mood has been very wrong.

But I've never liked to be forced.

If people don't take the initiative to say it, I won't die begging for nothing.

But now that Jiang Wanrou is not here, it is okay to ask a sentence or two casually.

"I don't even know how I died."

I didn't think Mei would answer my question.

After all, when Jiang Wanrou was there before, Xiaomei was very resistant to answering.

"Oh, and do you remember how long you've been dead?"

It seems that Xiaomei just doesn't want Jiang Wanrou to know, not that she really doesn't want to say it.

"I don't remember."

I remembered the marks left by the bindings on Xiaomei's body, and the scratches left by the carving knife.

I went through the same pain before I died.