Song Qingyuan chuckled, sneering at the strange power.

"I don't believe there really are ghosts in this world."

"You are still too young, there are some things in this world that we can't be too iron-toothed, after all, those tomb robbers have disturbed the peace of the dead, maybe there are really resentful spirits attached to this golden bracelet---" The old man continued to finish the story, "Because my grandmother has only happened once, my dead grandfather had to ask a Taoist priest to exorcise ghosts and lock the female ghost in a wooden box, and no strange things will happen again." ”

He scoffed, "I still don't believe it, if there are ghosts, I'd like to see it." ”

Fugui shouted in shock: "Young Master, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, if you really let them hear it and come to the door, then you have to do it?" ”

"In case there are really female ghosts, I heard that they exclusively suck the essence of men, in case something happens---" Fuman said in a cold sweat.

The old man looked at them reluctantly: "Master Major, if you want, let these two things cover the rent for half a year." ”

"Absolutely." Song Qingyuan simply agreed without thinking. "You two carry the wooden boxes into the wagon."

"I, we?" The two brothers strike the same pose, pointing a finger to themselves.

He glanced at the two of them, "Is it possible that I want to move it myself?" ”

"Yes, young master." The Fu brothers swallowed a mouthful of saliva, held up the wooden box together, and recited Amitabha Buddha in their mouths.

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When Song Qingyuan returned home after collecting the accounts, it was past the western time, and after a simple meal, he locked himself in the account room, preparing to make the final finishing of all the account books.

The sound of snapping --- rapid plucking of beads is endless.

His fingers were beating quickly on the abacus, but after only a while, Song Qingyuan's eyes unconsciously glanced at the wooden box that he had moved back from Changchun Xuan, and after a few seconds, he focused on the books being reviewed, but this situation did not last long, and he was pulled away again, which seriously affected his speed of doing things.

Song Qingyuan simply put down the account book, got up and walked to the wooden box, squatted down, took out the three-colored horse, put it on a few for a while, and then bent down to take out the wooden box that had begun to be eroded by termites, and lightly placed it on the bookcase.

Looking at the spell posted on it, calculating the time, it was at least a hundred years old, and he didn't think it still had the effect of suppressing demons and subduing demons.

Song Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, and finally thought to himself, could it be that he still believes that there are really ghosts in this world? That's just a legend.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyuan no longer hesitated to tear off the yellowing charm, opened the lid, and it was indeed a gold bracelet, since the Warring States Qin and Han dynasties, metal smelting, jade, and inlay have been highly developed, so he was not surprised to have such a delicate work, and after thousands of years, it still shines with the unique and clear light of gold.

However, such things are not difficult to find in antique stores, and they are not very special, which makes him a little disappointed.

Alas!

Song Qingyuan subconsciously raised his head, as if he heard a soft sigh.

Is it your own nervousness?

There is no one else in the account room except him!

He couldn't help but laugh, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, why did he suddenly become nervous.

He put the gold bracelet back in the wooden box, and although it didn't sell much for silver, it was at least a thousand-year-old antiquity, and it was worth keeping it for good---

'Thank you---'

"Who?" This time, he could hear it clearly, it was indeed a woman's voice.

There was no one in the house, and certainly no one would answer him.

'Can you hear me?' ’

This time it's clearer.

Song Qingyuan felt his scalp tingle, and circled in place, "Who is talking?" Hurry up and come out, don't pretend to be a ghost in front of the outside, come out! ”

'Thank you, gods, that after a long wait, my voice has finally been heard---

"Impossible! When pigs fly! His face turned pale, and he muttered, "There are no ghosts in this world, someone must be playing a prank." ”

'I'm so happy to finally find someone I can talk to---

He sank his face, and the muscles of his whole body tensed: "Come out, if you don't come out again, don't blame me for being rude---"

'You don't seem to have a good temper, but I can't expect too much---

"Where are you?" Song Qingyuan roared angrily.

'I'm here ---'

Song Qingyuan turned around suddenly, and couldn't help but gasp, only to see a snow-white, soft and sheer white dress floating in the air, like a wave surging, and a pale woman's face looked down at him from above---

"Ghost ---"

Bang! With a loud bang, Song Qingyuan's eyes jumped, and his tall body fell to the ground with a bang, which startled Fugui, who came in with tea.

"Oh no, the eldest young master fainted---"

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"Doctor Liu, how is my son?" Mrs. Song stood by her son's bed and asked anxiously.

After some diagnosis, the doctor really couldn't find anything wrong.

Song Qingqi's face was solemn, "Doctor Liu, my eldest brother is usually in good health, why did he suddenly faint?" Is there any disease? ”

"Yes, Qingyuan can be said to be as strong as a cow, how could he get sick for no reason?" Madame Song could not accept this fact.

"Mrs. Song, you relax first. The eldest young master is not sick, I think he may just be too tired, let him rest for a few days and it will be fine. Dr. Liu said soothingly.

She repeatedly asked for reassurance uncertainly: "Really? You didn't lie to me? ”

Dr. Liu smiled and said, "I can use my head as a guarantee." ”

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Song finally broke into laughter.

"Thank you, doctor, for sending you out." The big stone in Song Qingqi's heart finally let go, but he felt a little guilty, if he hadn't left everything in the family, the eldest brother would not have been tired because of this.

Mrs. Song touched Qingyuan's face lovingly, and said in a choked voice: "Your child has too much responsibility, and everything is taken care of by himself, and there is no woman around to take care of him, how can my mother feel at ease?" "She has to urgently find a candidate for the eldest daughter-in-law, and she can't delay it any longer.

"Hmm---" Song Qingyuan spilled, his brows furrowed, and then he lifted his heavy eyelids.

She screamed softly with joy, "Qingyuan, you really scared my mother to death---"

As if recalling the eerie scene he had seen before he fainted, he sat up from the bed, and then felt a splitting headache in his forehead, and he quickly closed his eyes to avoid the dizziness.

Mrs. Song pressed him back to the bed, "Don't get up, lie down quickly." ”

"Mother---" He looked at his mother blankly: "What happened?" ”

Mrs. Song was distressed and angry: "You fainted!" Dr. Liu came here just now, and he said that you are too tired from work, and you need to rest for a few days, so you will lie on the bed obediently for me, and you will not be allowed to get up until you get out of bed. ”

Song Qingyuan looked at his mother in a daze: "I fainted?" By the way, I remember---"

There was a female ghost in white in the accounting room, and he also talked to her, it couldn't be a dream!

He sat up and looked around.

"What are you looking for?" Mrs. Song also followed him and looked around: "Tell my mother what wine you need." ”

Not here? Could it be that he was dazzled?

Mrs. Song looked at him with concern: "Qingyuan, are you okay?" ”

"Mother, I'm fine. I'm sorry to worry about you, but the baby is fine. "He must have seen it wrong, where is the ghost in this world?

She stopped Qingyuan from getting out of bed: "No! This time, you listen to your mother's words, take a good rest for a few days, those account books can be read a few days later, your body is important. ”

Qing Yuan saw that his mother insisted on it, and it was not easy to disobey her wishes.

"The child listens to his mother, it's late at night, you go back to your room to rest!"

"Do you want to call Fugui in?"

He shook his head, "No, I don't care. ”

Mrs. Song smiled lovingly and said, "That mother went back to the room." ”

"Mother, go slowly." Song Qingyuan waited for his mother to gently close the door and leave, and the smile on his face faded away, what was going on? Is the female ghost really just an apparition? But there are so many realities, as if they really existed.

He lifted the futon in confusion, got out of bed with his coat on, poured himself a cup of tea, and only took a sip, he felt a chill on the back of his neck---

'I'm sorry to scare you. ’

"Bang dang!" The quilt in Song Qingyuan's hand fell to the ground and shattered in response.

Song Qingyuan stared in surprise, "You ---"

The woman who appeared in the sky had a green silk bundle into a hanging cloud bun, the hairpin was swaying, the upper body was a white short skirt embroidered with a phoenix bird diamond pattern, a wide and thin sleeve hem, and the lower body was wearing a white silk skirt woven from raw silk, the skirt was dragged behind her, fluttering with the wind, light and thin like a layer of light mist, giving people a sense of trance like a dream.

He forced himself to look at the other party's face, which was a bloodless melon seed face, with two curved willow eyebrows, a pair of Danfeng eyes that were transparent and bright, revealing a charming streamer from time to time, and two light pink lip flaps, which were slightly raised---

This is the first time in his life that he has looked at the face of the opposite sex so carefully, if she is a living person, she must be a great beauty who has captivated the country and the city---