Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"What's the matter with you?" Xu Jia stood aside, watching the bodyguard lift up the disheartened Xu Ziyu: "Look at you in such a mess!"

"You really know how to choose a place." Xu Ziyu patted the dust on his body, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were shining brightly against the dust: "It's really an unlucky hiding place!"

"Don't mind, after all, no one can find this place." Xu Jia shrugged, and he glanced at Xia Yanchu who was left on the ground: "It's so pitiful, I've been lying on the ground for almost a day."

"What medicine was given?" Xu Ziyu followed Xu Jia's line of sight, then frowned. He took the towel from the bodyguard and wiped his face.

"Some non-lethal anesthetics... However, it may be a little more troublesome now." Xu Jia glanced at the two bodyguards who stood silently at the side.

It was the two bodyguards who were ordered to guard Xia Yanchu and then played cards in the corner.

"What do you mean?" Xu Ziyu's sharp gaze swept over.

"The fall just now... seems a bit too heavy." One of the bodyguards said submissively: "It may be impolite to say so, but she may need to go to the hospital for a look."

"Aren't you worried?" Xu Ziyu glanced at Xu Jia: "If he died, it would be quite lively."

"I said I'll leave it to you." Xu Jia spread his hands and pushed the responsibility away: "Here, I'm waiting for you to speak?"

"Middle-aged people should do more good deeds." Xu Ziyu raised the corners of his mouth and showed a mocking smile: "Only after death will you feel at ease."

"A dog can't spit out ivory." Xu Jia countered without hesitation: "It's you, you will get retribution if you don't do good deeds at a young age."

"Whatever you say." Xu Ziyu showed an expression of indifference: "I didn't bring a few of my people, but there are piles of your subordinates here."

"I'll lend it to you." Xu Jia said while pushing a few bodyguards around him to Xu Ziyu: "Tell me, what's the plan?"

"Find a doctor in the black market." Xu Ziyu looked at Xia Yanchu who was motionless on the ground: "I have to ask her to take care of her well, and it will be useful to keep it for a short time."

"Heh, I'm going to go to the black market to look for it, and I can still get a good result?" Xu Jia asked puzzled, then raised her eyebrows and wanted to look at Xia Yanchu: "Is she still angry now?"

The two bodyguards who had made a mistake nodded.

"It's good if you can't die." Xu Ziyu patted his hair and found that it was also stained with a lot of dust.

Unable to bear this dirty state, his eyes were full of displeasure, and said, "I'll leave it to you." Then he strode forward.

This is a long and narrow cave, a mine to be precise.

Xu Jia bought a piece of hilltop many years ago, and originally planned to blow up half of it and repair the other half, so that it could be turned into a high-end residential area combining flat plain villas and mountain huts.

Unexpectedly, the ground inspection report showed that there are rich coal resources under these hills.

So Xu Jia wanted to transform it into a coal mine in order to make a fortune.

It turned out that what I didn't expect was that there were not coal mines under the mountain, but huge spar mines.

Xu Ziyu remembered that rumors that Xu Jia would become the world's richest man were spreading wildly at that time; he also believed that Xu Jia would make a fortune by relying on this crystal mine.

But no one expected that Xu Jia would listen to a charlatan who appeared out of nowhere and claimed to be an antique appraiser. This charlatan told him that under the crystal mine is an elusive and mysterious thing that the world cannot fathom. If it is mined, what will happen? matter.

Such words seemed extremely ridiculous to Xu Ziyu at the time.

But Xu Jia not only believed it, but also completely sealed up the crystal mine.

If it wasn't for the kidnapping of Xia Yanchu this time and the need to hide her for a period of time, it would be difficult for this crystal mine to see a living person once in more than ten years.

"There may be something in this crystal mine." Walking out of the mine, Xu Jia murmured behind Xu Ziyu: "I sent someone to check the information back then. Do you know where this place used to be?"

"A cemetery?" Xu Ziyu replied casually without turning his head.

"No, no, that's too evil." Xu Jia replied with some distaste: "This area used to be a prosperous city that lasted five dynasties, and on this hilltop, there used to be a wealthy family named Tang. Everyone, it is said that they are famous all over the world."

"I've never heard of it." Seeing the familiar car parked not far away, Xu Ziyu subconsciously patted his clothes a few more times and wiped his cheeks.

"That family was not a family of officials and officials before, but they have become powerful by doing business, and they have a lot of means." Xu Jia's tone sounded a little regretful: "Later, they got rid of everyone, tsk tsk, it's so desolate .”

Xu Ziyu was not in the mood to listen to Xu Jia's nonsense, he walked quickly to the front of the car, and saw a figure lying on the back seat of the car through the window glass.

"President." The secretary opened the front door and walked down: "Where are you going now?" Then she noticed Xu Ziyu's gray look, and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You are..."

"Go home." Xu Ziyu opened the rear door while speaking.

Xu Jia stood not far away, looking at him with dissatisfaction: "You just left like this?"

"Xia Yanchu will tell me when she wakes up." Xu Ziyu glanced at him, then got into the car sideways, and closed the door tightly.

"Oh, my young brother also made mistakes that ordinary people would make." Watching the car start, then drive along the path, and gradually disappear from sight.

Xu Jia's original laughing expression suddenly became calm.

He still had a smile on his face, but at this moment, he looked more like a mature, indifferent and scheming old fox.

When facing Xu Jia's indecency, many people would always forget Xu Jia's serious identity.

It seemed that Xu Ziyu would often take him seriously.

However, he wasn't sure if Xu Ziyu was careless or if he really didn't take him seriously.

Regarding this point, Xu Jia couldn't give herself a definite answer.

This younger brother, whom he once hated so much and was keen to fight wits with, still occasionally impresses him.

This is why he chose not to be an enemy with it.

It's just that it's quite uncomfortable to treat him as a servant who can be dispatched at will.

Xu Jia looked at Xia Yanchu who was carried into the car, she was already tied up, but now she looked even more embarrassed.

What happens next may feel quite earth-shaking.

"Ah, it's just to adjust life anyway." Xu Jia curled her lips and smiled like a child again: "It's not bad just playing games with him like this."

Cheng Moxun was dreaming again.

Only this time, she was standing in a field of white ice and snow.

Feather-like snow was still floating in the sky, and the biting cold penetrated into the body, making people shiver uncontrollably.

This world is silent, but everything I see before my eyes is proceeding in an orderly and orderly manner.

It's just that she can't see anyone.

There is only a vast expanse of white in this world, which spreads all over the world.

She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing a red plush cloak. Although it was very thick, it could not resist the wind and cold at all.

She just took one step after another in the snow, walking around aimlessly.

Can't find an exit, and doesn't seem to want to look for one.

Her mood was unexpectedly calm, and her mind was empty, but it made people feel very relaxed.

Just walking around like this is not bad.

These words faintly sounded from the bottom of my heart, and Cheng Moxun measured them with some foggy eyes.

She looked up at the sky, only the gray color, and the snow that kept falling.

It seemed so lonely.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, covering her vision of the distance as she walked forward.

The world is far more monotonous than she imagined.

The snow had accumulated thicker and thicker, covering her ankles deeply.

The biting cold penetrates the ankle bone, and then spreads up to the whole body.

As time passed by, Cheng Moxun felt that his body seemed to be frozen in the snow.

"Yingyue, it's about time." Someone behind him walked slowly on the snow, and the voice echoed in his ears: "Go and kill him."

Cheng Moxun felt something jerk her heart. She raised her head and saw that the snowflakes seemed to be falling slowly.

"Then, it's all over." The visitor stretched out his arms from behind to wrap her around her, and put his lips against her ear: "We can live in peace from now on."

Cheng Moxun calmly broke away from her arms, and she took two steps forward, resisting the numbness of her legs.

Then she turned around: "I've seen Young Master."

The person in front of him had the same face as Lan Baifeng.

It was a dream again.

This kind of chaotic and protracted dream has been appearing more and more frequently recently.

It faintly appears in a certain order, and keeps disrupting its own order, combining the illusion in the dream with the reality of the past.

Cheng Moxun felt that her actions and words were out of control, and she quickly understood what was going on.

Her current identity is Yingyue, she just watched the past in Yingyue's body.

"You don't need to look outside." Noticing her obvious avoidance, Lan Baifeng's eyes dimmed for a moment: "It's cold today, I'm afraid you'll be frozen if you're like this, why don't you go back as soon as possible, I've ordered my servants to wait in your room A heater has been added."

"Thank you, Young Master." Cheng Moxun felt a little alienation in Yingyue's voice, and she stood there, her body a little stiff.

"Father wants you to kill him." Lan Baifeng sighed, reaching out to touch her face, but she subconsciously turned her face away: "The Tang family can't leave future troubles."

With a heartbeat, Cheng Moxun became confused.

Don?Isn't that the Ghost King's last name?So the so-called future troubles of the Tang family...

This young master who looks exactly like Lan Baifeng, the person he kept saying he wanted to kill, could it be the King of Ghosts?
But wasn't the ghost king killed by Yingyue in a dream long ago?
Could it be that this dream appeared in reverse order?
Her mind was in a mess, she carefully recalled the past dreams, those stories were connected little by little, and finally figured it out.

I see……

Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, and she looked at her gaze... No, it was Yingyue who dodged her gaze a few times.