Recently, the weather has been good, Sichuan City is very lively, and there seem to be a surprisingly large number of people who come to the market.

Su Yi hadn't seen so many people for a few days, she was wearing a hat, and she wasn't too conspicuous in the crowd, but Ruan Lingfang on the other side didn't hide it, and her skin was white and shiny in the sun.

"If you put on a pair of red shoes at night and put on the same makeup as me, it must be very effective in exorcism."

Ruan Lingfang only clenched the blue cloth bag in her hand, smiled at Su Yi, and did not respond.

When the two arrived at the boundary of Guo's house on West Street, they heard women chatting loudly on the side of the street in groups of three or five.

"On the night when Mr. Guo went west, he heard that the house was haunted, saying that there was a woman's laughter, which frightened many servants in the house and fled, and several sons of the Guo family rushed back, and said that they would be buried two days ago, and now they have not fallen to the ground, and they are all gone."

"I think eighty percent of my sons don't want to be responsible and deliberately run away!"

"What about the woman's laughter, how do you explain it? I see, this is Master Guo's wife's wife who has come to take revenge, what about her son, no one is her own anyway. ”

"What are you talking about, what Mrs. Masamu, someone who has died a long time ago, it sounds weird!"

When it comes to street gossip, women always come first.

Even if a man is curious, he just listens to two sentences, and he doesn't dare to ask a word.

Su Yi stood still at the gate of Guo's mansion, his eyes scanning the Dian Yi in front of the door up and down.

Tsk, this word is too big, piercing and ugly.

"According to me, since this Master Guo died well, it should be regarded as a happy mourning. Why is it so heavy by these people? ”

Ruan Lingfang still didn't have a half-sentence reply, just stood at the door in a daze.

"Not going in?"

"This place was empty two days ago, and there was only a coffin of Master Guo in the hall, and there was no one else, and no one could be found when I went in."

When Su Yi heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange arc.

"Who said I was here to find someone? It's gloomy here, so I'm naturally here to find a ghost! ”

As she spoke, she pushed the door open, and swaggered inside with her hands behind her back.

Ruan Lingfang was a little hesitant at her feet, and then looked up at Su Yi in front of her, she gritted her teeth, and then followed in with broken steps.

Cold! It's not cold in general.

At this time, it was the spring of March when the mandarin fish was delicious, but since she entered the courtyard, Ruan Lingfang felt a chill to the bone, like a poisonous snake climbing straight up a person's back from under her feet, hissing and spitting a letter in her ear.

In the gardens on both sides of the courtyard, many branches are hung with white paper lanterns.

The weeds on the ground are not deep, but if you look closely, they have not been repaired for a few days.

If the lights were lit at night, it wouldn't seem so miserable, but these battles seemed deserted enough during the day.

When they arrived at the main hall, a dark coffin was lying steadily in the center of the hall.

The candles had long since burned out, and there was not the slightest smell of fireworks in the room.

Su Yi let out a long sigh, "You said that you haven't been buried for so many days, although the weather is not too hot, but you are always stuffed in the coffin, will your body stink unsightly?" ”

Su Yi didn't look behind him, just muttered alone.

At this time, Ruan Lingfang had just walked in. When she arrived at the front of the hall, she first respectfully put on a stick of incense, and was about to kneel down and kowtow, but suddenly heard a "bang".

She suddenly looked up and found that the lid of the coffin that had been closed had been rudely pushed open by Su Yi, and even fell off and fell to the ground because of too much force.

"Grandma, you ......"

"Oh, look, I'll just say it! Those sons who killed a thousand knives no longer have a conscience, can they let their father hang here alone? There is not a single human hair in this coffin, what kind of mourning hall is there! ”

Ruan Lingfang listened, and also hurriedly approached. She looked at the empty coffin and couldn't help but look at Su Yi suspiciously.

"Grandma, this ...... What's going on? ”

"Didn't you come to me just to let me know about this? A large family seems to have migrated, is it fleeing for their lives? Or is it a deliberately laid outgame? ”

Su Yi glanced around, but didn't find anything special, the coffin was facing the tablet in the main hall, she took a closer look, but it was quite clean.

She raised her eyebrows, "Miss Ruan, you and I have walked all the way just to see this empty coffin?" I don't have anything to eat, and I'm feeling a little hungry now. ”

Ahem, it was as if there was something in the coffin, and she could taste it twice.

"Shall we go get something to eat first?"

Su Yi slapped her face, hey, the little girl understands people very well!

As soon as they stepped out of the gate of Guo's house, the white cloth of the mourning hall suddenly fluttered, but soon it hung down again, as if something was hurrying by.

The two ordered a bowl of noodles at the small noodle stall, but Su Yi insisted on taking the noodle bowl to the Chuancheng Restaurant to eat, and was at the door of the restaurant and Xiao Er.

At this time, Sanjin ran over in a panic and slapped Su Yi on the shoulder, making the dust on her face almost shake off.

"I'm going to die! What are you doing! ”

"Grandma, they're gone."

"Who's missing?"

"My parents, they are not in the shop, and there is no one around the shop, the atmosphere on this street is lively, but I always feel cold and panicked."

Sanjin ran all the way, panting, but this cold word is true.

Su Yi glanced at the noodles in the bowl, and he didn't even know the boss for a long time.

She angrily threw the noodle bowl back to the noodle stall, paid and left.

Ruan Lingfang hurriedly stepped forward, "Grandma, what are we going to do?" ”

"Wait until I do the math."

Su Yi reached out and touched the three bronze horses behind her back and hung them out, but the posture seemed to be something she touched casually.

I looked at the horse hanging again, six like rapids and waterfalls, and eight cylinders were also black.

"Bad luck."

As for the five cylinders on the last card, it seems that the situation is even more cramped now.

Four dishes and one soup, or is there a jackal in front and a tiger in the back?

She couldn't tell for a while.