Chapter 225: The Ghost Says to Me
Liang Yuanque wanted this effect, and he was about to start pretending to be a ghost, but he didn't expect the housekeeper's wife to strike first.
"Oh, I know, Xiaolian didn't actually commit suicide, she was killed by evil ghosts, didn't Mr. say yesterday that there was a lot of resentment in the inner courtyard!"
"Ugh." Liang Yuanque's mouth was slightly open, and he cursed the long-lost swear words in his heart.
It has been a long time since he has met an opponent who makes him deflated, before in Yuzhen, Zhuang Youjie felt that the third miss could become Liang Yuanque's opponent, but compared to the woman in front of him, the third miss was simply a fairy.
"Is that so, sir?" The housekeeper's wife saw that Liang Yuanque didn't speak, thinking that she had the upper hand, and even dared to ask back proudly.
Liang Yuan said in his heart, okay, you forced me.
He took a deep breath and calmly asked the housekeeper's wife, "Grandma housekeeper, don't you believe in ghosts and gods?" β
The housekeeper's wife raised her eyebrows, and she couldn't understand what he meant by this,
"Sir, you, you are ......"
"Your life is very hard, you have experienced a lot of things in this life, but you are still strong to live until now," Liang Yuanque's face did not change, and continued to flicker,
"But in your life, you have seen too many dead people, you don't see ghosts, but ghosts like people like you very much, and there are many dark shadows lying behind you."
Liang Yuanque first started with her own situation, first won her trust, and what she said next was more convincing to her.
Sure enough, the housekeeper's wife subconsciously looked back, but of course she couldn't see anything.
"Don't waste your efforts, you can't see them." Liang Yuanque smiled slightly, very satisfied with her reaction.
"But no matter how hard your mission is, you can't stand so many ghosts from sucking yang energy, if another ghost is absorbed, you will die."
Liang Yuanque was serious and scary, not to mention the housekeeper herself, even the people next to her listened to it, and they were shocked.
The housekeeper's mother-in-law's face gradually turned pale, and her lips trembled slightly, "I, I, if I die, won't I become a ghost......
"Definitely," Liang Yuanque waved his hand pretendingly, "You were sucked dry of yang energy by ghosts and died, your life has been shattered, and your soul will neither enter reincarnation nor stay in the yang world, and your soul will be scattered directly." β
Liang Yuanque said, looked back again, and looked from the outside, as if he was looking at Xiaolian's corpse.
Suddenly, he yelled, "Oh no, close the door!" β
Huang Jingye, who was also at the door with him, was inexplicable, but he still stretched out his hand to do it, but Liang Yuanque turned his back and gave him a look from an angle that others couldn't see.
Immediately afterwards, Liang Yuanque looked at the evacuation with a nervous face, as if he saw something flying out of the room.
So he shouted again, "Butler, get out of the way, Xiaolian's soul is coming at you!" β
The housekeeper's wife was frightened by what he had just said, but when she heard him say this, she didn't have time to react in her heart, so she made the most primitive performance.
"Ah, go away, go away, don't come to me!"
The housekeeper screamed and sat on the ground with a frightened face.
The people around were afraid of the haunting, and they immediately dispersed, and their reactions made the housekeeper mistakenly think that everyone had seen Xiaolian's ghost, and her heart was even more terrified.
"Don't, don't come here!" She waved her hands and shouted into the void.
To others, this scene seemed to be what she had seen.
As a result, the terrifying atmosphere gradually spread around the small side room, and the people who had just come to see the excitement with the housekeeper's wife found a reason to leave.
There were a few clever family members who felt that the situation was not right, so they discussed inviting Master Song over.
Liang Yuanque looked at the panicked housekeeper, stepped forward slowly, and stretched out a hand to hold her shoulder.
His hands have always been cold, and his summer clothes are light, and the housekeeper feels a chill coming down his shoulders.
"Grandma Housekeeper, do you have to give Xiaolian's death an explanation? Otherwise, she won't be able to enter reincarnation, and she can only be attached to you. β
Liang Yuanque's expression, movements, and his cold fingers, under the backdrop of all this, it was difficult for the housekeeper who had already done something bad to endure it anymore.
"No, no, it's not that I want to kill her, you tell her, it's not me who wants to kill her!" The housekeeper screamed.
Liang Yuanque's hand squeezed her shoulder hard,
"Don't say it to me, say it to Xiaolian!"
Seeing that the housekeeper was trembling and didn't speak, Liang Yuanque simply put his cold finger on her old face and slid it over.
The cold and delicate touch seemed to have a ghost floating by.
"Let's put it well, if Xiaolian is willing to let you go, I can help you settle your affairs, and it is okay to help you fight for a few more years of longevity."
The housekeeper's psychological defense line was completely broken, and she folded her hands and begged for mercy in the void.
"Xiaolian, you, forgive me, I will treat your family well, I will build a tomb and set up a monument for you, and pay tribute every year, you are the hero of the Song family, and the Song family will not forget you."
After saying so much, the truth seems to be about to come out, but Liang Yuanque wants her to admit something in person,
"Can you hear the noise around you? That's Xiaolian questioning you, why did you choose her! β
The housekeeper's wife began to cry, frightened to tears, because of nervousness, there really seemed to be a noisy whisper in her ear.
"Woo woo, I was wrong, I didn't really want to kill you, if you die yourself, where do you still use my hands......"
Okay, listen to what she means, or did Xiaolian do something wrong?
Huang Jingye walked out of the room quickly, grabbed the butler's wife's collar, and pulled her up from the ground.
"Did you kill Xiaolian to cover up the truth about my sister's death?"
His impulsiveness washed away the atmosphere that Liang Yuanque had just created, and the housekeeper's wife rolled her eyes and suddenly understood.
They are playing tricks and deliberately trying to clichΓ© words in their mouths.
Once she figured this out, she knew that it was wrong to say more, no matter how viciously Huang Jingye asked, she closed her mouth and didn't say a word.
Liang Yuanque's brain was also spinning rapidly, and he saw a few people coming in this direction with Master Song from a distance, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He grabbed Huang Jingye, "Master Huang, it doesn't matter if she doesn't say it, Xiaolian has already told me the truth of the matter." β
Fear of this kind of thing is disposable, once it is dissipated, it will be difficult to have any effect, the housekeeper broke free from Huang Jingye's shackles, and simply sat on the ground with Lai Pi,
"Okay, stop acting, I think you are deliberately lying to me, what a master, charlatan!"
She clasped her hands to her chest and spat the ground.
But Liang Yuanque ignored her, looked at Master Song only one step away, and deliberately said loudly,
"You said that the killing of Xiaolian was instructed by Master Song, do you have any evidence?"
Master Song, who was about to walk in the door, was really stunned.