Li Xintian and Hu Qiuyan, Yang Zhenye and the scholar followed the old man to the back door of Qi Mansion, and the old man took out the key and opened the back door.

Let Li Xintian and them come in, and when they come in, they closed the door and walked in front.

"Oh, look, it's getting dark, we have nowhere to go, uncle, can we spend the night in Qi Mansion?" Yang Zhenye said with the old man who walked in front.

"Hey, you are a group of four people, this little brother can stay with me for the night, but Yang Gongzi and Li Gongzi, Miss Hu, you don't have a place to stay. The old man sighed and said, leading the way in front.

"Uncle, don't worry about me, as long as there is a bed without a quilt, no bed and a chair to lie on, I can rest. "Li Xintian doesn't care.

"Uncle, don't worry about me, I'm a girl's family, and I can still find a place to sleep in the house. "It doesn't matter if Hu Qiuyan sleeps or not, anyway, he spends his time in cultivation.

The old man had no choice but to nod.

"That's?" Yang Zhenye knew the abilities of Li Xintian and Hu Qiuyan, so he looked at the door on the second floor that was locked, and asked.

"It was Miss Fushang's show room that day, and after she died, it was locked and never opened. The old man looked at the room that Yang Zhenye pointed to and said.

Yang Zhenye suddenly thundered from the blue, and Qi Hui died in his boudoir.

"Why did she die?" Yang Zhenye said in a slightly choked voice, very sad in his heart.

"I don't know, I've only been here for two months, and I only came after the death of the Qihui girl in the house. The old man opened a better room for them and said to Li Xintian.

"By the way, if Yang Gongzi is bold, he can go to Miss's room for a night, and the bedding inside is still there. The old man said half-jokingly.

After Li Xintian heard this, he didn't expect that Qi Hui, who had just been resurrected not long ago, died again, looking confused, this wedding has become a funeral, and Hu Qiuyan next to him is even more afraid.

"Alright then, then ask the old man to open the door. "What kind of person is Yang Zhenye, someone who has been to a ghost and seen a demon fox, but I miss Qi Hui in my heart and want to go to her room to see.

The old man had no choice but to help Yang Zhenye open the door.

"The house was just cleaned the other day. The old man said when he opened the door.

The old man pointed to the scholar and continued, "This little brother will go down with me." ”

"Okay, go down. Yang Zhenye nodded and said.

The scholar also nodded and followed the old man.

"Brother Zixin, we won't bother!" Li Xintian knew that although Yang Zhenye was a bit scum, at least he was dedicated, but now he was sad, and it was not good to continue to bother, and he directly pulled Hu Qiuyan away.

Li Xintian and Hu Qiuya could both sense the existence of ghosts in the room, and Hu Qiuyan wanted to see it.

"Brother Zhixian, go slowly. Yang Zhenye watched Li Xintian walk away and said, then turned around and walked into the room and closed the door with his hand.

"Why are you pulling me, I haven't even seen a ghost yet. "Hu Qiuyan has never seen any ghosts since he cultivated, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"The ghost inside may be Miss Qi, but she is the wife of Zixin's brother, so don't disturb their reunion. After Li Xintian finished speaking, he went to pick a room to sleep, and he didn't care about Hu Qiuyan.

When Hu Qiuyan saw Li Xintian leaving, she suddenly felt bored, so she had to pick a room next to Li Xintian.

And the scholar and the old man slept together, the two fell asleep opposite each other, and the old man said to the scholar: "In the locked house, every late at night, I hear people crying and singing." The scholar was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, so he quickly closed his eyes, didn't dare to think about it, and went to sleep.

Yang Zhenye walked into the room, lit the candle, and the room lit up.

Yang Zhenye walked into the bed in the house step by step, tore open the futon on the bed, and saw a book.

Picked up the book and sat on the edge of the bed, the title of the book was written in the manuscript of Qi Hui's poems, and turned a page.

It reads: "The bleak wind in the dark night blows upside down, and the flowing fireflies provoke the grass to re-stain the curtains." Who can see the bitterness of the feelings, when the green sleeves are on the cold moon. That's what they knew from this poem.

Yang Zhenye remembered the time when he spent time with Qi Hui in the study, and suddenly tears flowed from his eyes and dripped on the book.

Yang Zhenye put the book on the bed, wiped his tears with the big cuffs of his clothes, and looked up at the opposite side of the bed, there was a sideways figure of a woman in a white dress, wearing a veil on her head, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

Yang Zhenye hurriedly wiped away his tears, stood up, and the figure disappeared.

Yang Zhenye felt that he missed Qi Hui too much, and he hallucinated, so he took off his coat and sat on the edge of the bed, at this time, the woman's sideways figure appeared again: "Are you Qi Hui?"

"Yes. Qi Hui didn't dare to turn around and said.

"Turn around and look at me, I'm Yang Zhenye, I'm back. When Yang Zhenye heard that it was Qi Hui, he stood up excitedly, took a few steps forward and said.

"I don't dare to turn back, for fear of scaring you. Qi Hui turned around and said.

"Qi Hui, Qi Hui. "Yang Zhenye wants to step forward and get close to Qi Hui.

Qi Hui hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Don't come near me, I'm a ghost again." ”

"Then why are you dead again?" Yang Zhenye had no choice but not to approach and asked.

"Since you went to the exam, my parents disliked your family's poverty, so they said that you couldn't pass the exam this time, so they broke the promise and wanted me to marry a lazy and lazy person. ”

"Actually, I can get your great kindness and make me go from a ghost to a human, who would have thought that by the time we meet again, I will become a ghost again. Qi Hui said a little choked.

After listening to this, Yang Zhenye stepped forward and walked in front of Qi Hui, regardless of what Qi Hui just said not to let him approach, Qi Hui grabbed the veil on his head.

Yang Zhenye stepped forward, hugged Qi Hui in his arms and said, "Qi Hui, let's relive the old dream and have a good night again." ”

Qi Hui listened to what Yang Zhenye said, pushed him away and said, "No, I'm afraid that my yin qi will hurt your body." ”

"What are you afraid of?" Yang Zhenye hugged Qi Hui, and pulled Qi Hui to the side of the bed step by step, and said: "Come, in the past, you were a ghost, and we shared the same bed for a long time, but now, everything is the same, who are the ghosts?"

Yang Zhenye embarked on the topic of how to spend his life again, and he will never return, and the hall is full of spring.

At the same time, the old man and the scholar slept in the place.

Seeing that the scholar didn't pay attention, the old man continued: "I heard the young man who guarded the door tell me that one day, in the embroidery building he listened to, someone was crying, so he pretended to be brave and opened the door to go in to see. ”

"What did he see?" asked the scholar, pretending to be bold, sitting up.

He saw a female ghost with a black head, and her tongue was two feet long. The old man sat up and said with a gesture.

When the scholar heard this, he quickly lay down in fear and covered his whole body with a quilt.

The old man smiled.

Late at night.

And in Qi Hui's room.

One man and one ghost lying on the bed.

Yang Zhenye turned over, woke up, looked at Qi Hui next to him, and covered his head with a veil, even when Yu Huan was just now, he didn't take it off.

Yang Zhenye raised his hand curiously, and slowly stretched it out, only to see Qi Hui's face pale and a two-foot-long tongue, which was exactly what Qi Hui looked like before he committed suicide.

Yang Zhenye was so frightened that he sat on the bed, completely sleepy.

And Qi Hui hurriedly put the veil on his head.

"I told you not to look at my face, but you didn't keep your promise, and now I have no choice but to leave. Qi Hui finished speaking and disappeared into bed.

"Qi Hui, why don't you leave me?" Yang Zhenye said when he heard that Qi Hui was going to leave and get out of bed.

Liu Zhenye saw a figure crying on the opposite side.

Yang Zhenye saw Qi Hui crying and suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart, remembering what Hu Na had said in Hu Mansion.

"Young Master Yang, although this demon pill is condensed by my life's hard work, I am still willing to give you the demon pill, maybe I can use it in the future. ”

Yang Zhenye spit out the demon pill in his abdomen on the palm of his hand, but there was no light anymore, only red color.

"Qi Hui, you are saved. Yang Zhenye looked at the demon pill in his hand and said.

"How can there be salvation?" Qi Hui said crying.

"Come, you swallow this pill. Yang Zhenye hurriedly stepped forward and walked in front of Qi Hui, handed the demon pill to Qi Hui and said, he didn't say that it was the demon pill.

Qi Hui raised his hand, and Yang Zhenye put the demon pill in his hand on Qi Hui's hand.

Qi Hui asked the demon pill and said, "A fragrant breath." "Just swallow the demon pill.

Yang Zhenye hugged Qi Hui to the bed, full of spring.

After Qi Hui swallowed the demon pill, more than ten days passed.

"Raise the point. Hu Changyun was on the Hu Mansion and asked his subordinates to hang up the festive lanterns.

There is a big character in the hall of Hu Mansion.

It turned out that Qi Hui knew, it turned out that it was Hu Na who saved her, and it could also be seen that Hu Na had affection for Yang Zhenye, Hu Na and Qi Hui were ready to visit the church at the same time to get married.

"You girl, why are you going to get married soon. Hu Changyun said with a smile.

Qi Mansion, up and down are buying festive things.

Li Xintian was pulled by Yang Zhenye to be a strong man, to help set up the wedding, and asked Li Xintian to be a witness to the marriage of the three of them, after all, it was too late to invite Yang Zhenye's family, and Qi Hui's parents didn't know where to move.

However, as a reborn person, Li Xintian will still arrange festive decorations.

"Qi Hui, in the past, I turned you into a human, we were separated, you became a ghost, we were reunited, and now, you are alive again. Yang Zhenye hugged Qi Hui and said.

"Well, how can there be a scent. Qi Hui asked about a fragrance and said, "It's the fragrance of osmanthus."

Yang Zhenye also asked, and the two came to the hall, where an osmanthus tree was inserted in a vase.

"Xiao Xian. Yang Zhenye saw the osmanthus tree and said.

"Who is she?" Qi Hui asked.

"Since I was separated from you, I have met many good people, although they are not, they are all human. Yang Zhenye hugged Qi Hui and said.

"Then what are they?" Qi Hui said as he looked at Yang Zhenye puzzled.

Yang Zhenye told Qi Hui everything he encountered.

That's where the above scene comes in.