Zhuo Yifan stroked his chest and said: "At first, I didn't feel this way, but I found that the more I looked at them, the more I felt a lot of angina in my heart, and I actually found that they were a little familiar." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Poof", Zhuo Yi fell to the ground, his body began to twitch, Steward Mei hurriedly pinched him, kept fanning him in the mouth and nose, and after a long while, he recovered.

"Yi'er, why are you scared of being like this, are you okay?" Steward Mei hurriedly asked.

"I didn't feel the two skulls scared, but I felt like I was surrounded by ghosts, staring at me, staring at me. Zhuo Yi's eyes were lost.

It can be seen that Zhuo Yi really felt that there was a ghost around him at this time, because he really had a ghost in his heart, he had teamed up with the West Harrier Hanbing to send Duan's father and son to trick his grandfather Mu Liangsheng into a chaotic death post, and finally joined forces to kill him. So he felt that Mu Liangsheng was staring at him around him, staring at him deadly.

Also, the position of the owner of Zhuo Jian Villa was originally Zhuo Yifan's, but he took advantage of it and drove him out, and he occupied the position of the owner. Therefore, he felt that his uncle Zhuo Song and his aunt Mu Xuan had been watching him by his side all the time, looking at him deadly.

When Wu An and Zhuo Yifan didn't talk about the skull, Zhuo Yi couldn't feel it, but as soon as they talked about such an evil thing, he was stunned, and the ghost immediately made his soul fly away and panic.

It can be seen that there will always be a price to be paid for the weakness of the heart.

Hearing Zhuo Yi say this, Wu An hurriedly looked around him in fright, as if he had ghosts around him.

In fact, Wu An is also weak-hearted, because he made a bad idea for Zhuo Song, which exacerbated the risk of Zhuo Jian Villa being washed in blood, he has been unable to let go of this, feeling that he can't face Zhuo Song, and even worried that Zhuo Song's ghost will continue to haunt him, and even ask for his life.

Seeing Zhuo Yi and Wu An so scared, Steward Mei straightened his face and said, "You all think too much, not to mention whether there are ghosts in this world, even if there are, they can't harm you, what does it have to do with you?" As for Fan'er and Anzi, if the two skulls in front of the door are really scary, then let's get them down, anyway, it's been so long to put them up." ”

Zhuo Yi thought for a while after hearing this, and said, "Uncle Mei, let's not take it off, after all, hundreds of apprentices from the family think it is useful, and after taking it off, they are likely to be uncomfortable, which makes everyone worry about it." Besides, the shopkeepers of the sword shops outside also regard them as things to ward off evil spirits, and if they are taken down, it is likely to affect the business of the villa. ”

Zhuo Yifan and Wu An listened to Zhuo Yi's analysis, and they both nodded yes, agreeing not to take off the skull.

"Well, in that case, let's put them on top. If you feel scared, you don't have to look at them. Also, light the sky lantern every night, and if you don't want to look at the two skulls, let the people light it. Steward Mei said.

"It's okay, Uncle Mei, let's ignite it, doesn't the conjuring concept say that it is ignited by me and my cousin, and the effect of warding off evil spirits is the best, so let's ignite it by the two of us." Zhuo Yifan said.

Steward Mei nodded after hearing this, while Zhuo Yi and Wu An still looked shocked. It's just that Zhuo Yi's scared appearance is a little weird, and there are more elements of performance.

Night fell, and the day passed. Everyone feasted in the evening, and in the cup-pushing room, they left all the day's hard work behind, in exchange for the satisfaction of taste and the pleasure of mood.

In recent days, strange things have happened one after another, Zhuo Yifan has been unable to sort them out, his mood is difficult to soothe and he has become a luxury hope. He tossed and turned in bed, tossing and turning, unable to comprehend what was happening.

Suddenly, he thought of the strange thing that happened in front of his aunt's grave last night, which had not yet been solved, and whether the man would go again tonight.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan sat up, and suddenly became energetic, because he felt that the person might go again.

So he quickly went out and walked towards the cemetery behind Zhuo Jian Villa.

At night, the sky was pitch black, and the weather was very overcast, as if it was going to rain. The wind was blowing, not very strong, but not a breeze.

The courtyard of Zhuojian Villa was still very quiet, and no one was moving. When he was about to reach the cemetery, Zhuo Yifan slowed down his pace and lightened his gait, not wanting to make any sound, so as not to alarm the person or thing in front of the grave.

He crept forward, but he didn't notice anything unusual in front of his aunt's grave, and no one was in front of the grave.

Just when he was extremely disappointed, a voice suddenly sounded: "Master, please bless our Zhuo Jian Villa, if we did anything wrong before, I hope you will forgive us, we will do our best to run Zhuo Jian Villa." ”

This voice Zhuo Yifan is very familiar with, it is Wu An's voice. It's so late, what did Wu An do when he came to his father Zhuo Song's grave, besides, he has always been timid, since he was a child.

Does he have some shady secrets?

Zhuo Yifan was a little panicked, he didn't want to think about it, as a playmate who grew up with him since childhood, Wu An was not a bad person in his mind.

But the reality is in front of him, on such a dark and windy night, Wu An, who is as timid as a mouse, prays for blessing alone in front of his father Zhuo Song's grave, which really makes Zhuo Yifan a little puzzled.

Could it be that he really had anything to do with the bloodbath in Zhuo Jian Villa?

This thought suddenly flashed into Zhuo Yifan's mind, his head kept roaring, his breathing became uneven, and his heart seemed to be ripped out.

"No, it's me who thinks too much, it must be that I think too much, Wu An is not that kind of person. Zhuo Yifan tried his best not to have such bloody thoughts, he still believed in Wu An.

What if? What if it is really Wu An colluding with outsiders? Can people really believe him?

A series of thoughts flashed into Zhuo Yifan's mind again, which made his brain hurt very much for a while.

He tried to control his breathing, hiding behind some pines and cypresses, waiting for Wu An's next move, he wanted to see what he was going to do.

Standing for a while, Wu An didn't say anything other than the words of prayer just now, and as he kowtowed a few times to the grave, he began to walk back.

Zhuo Yifan slowly moved towards the grave, there was no other person before the grave, and there was nothing abnormal.

Seeing Wu An walking farther and farther, Zhuo Yifan hurriedly followed.

Wu An shrunk his head and kept looking around as he walked, his body tilted so badly that he looked a little scared, and then he strode up.