Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

She didn't turn around, but smiled helplessly: "I thought it was the Xu family's own ability."

Xu Jia turned her head, looked at the figure standing behind the bench, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "You are..."

"Mr. Xu, it's our first meeting." Huai An nodded to Xu Jia, "My name is Huai An."

Xu Jia seemed relieved: "How did you get here?"

At the same time, he noticed that the twins at the door were obviously in awe of Huai An.

"Young master... my boss is too busy to get away, so he can only order me to help." Huai'an replied politely: "I came here by car."

"What?" Xu Jia's eyes widened, "Why did I come from that ghostly place?"

"Because, according to your identity." Mo Yiyou said calmly beside him: "You can't get in through the main entrance."

Xu Jia still raised his eyebrows, he felt that the question was not fully answered.

"It turned out to be him." Mo Yiyou continued, and at the same time restored the original smile on his face: "This is interesting."

Xu Jia just wanted to say something, but his eyes suddenly rolled, and he chose to sit up slowly.

Huai An also walked around the bench and sat beside him, but said to Mo Yiyou: "Miss, excuse me."

Mo Yiyou adjusted a comfortable sitting posture, and nodded to the host who was still hesitating.

Her eyes were a little erratic, and her voice sounded like she was muttering to herself: "Just let me see what he wants from here."

They didn't notice that this series of conversations was clearly heard by the person sitting alone in the second row on the left.

Matthew was playing with a piece of paper that had been folded several times in his hand, looking at the host with an uncertain expression.

Because of his status as a soul dealer, he has a deep connection with Star Top Casino.

In this auction, among the so-called eight foreign items, there are two special items he provided - ghosts that can be dispatched.

He didn't intend to get anything else from this auction.

After all, the main purpose is to find an opportunity to exchange Tao Shu's soul with Mo Yiyou.

As the manager of Xingding, Mo Yiyou's regular customers rarely meet him.

This opportunity is very rare, and he has been preparing for it for a long time.

However, the current situation is somewhat surprising.

Matthew knew that the person who arrived late was a relative of Xu Ziyu and a friend of the manager of the Tao family.

He also understood very well that it was absolutely impossible for the Xu family to appear in Xingding's activities.

But the conversation just now made him a little confused.

The Xu family has been looking for Uncle Tao recently.

Although I have heard that they have invited some amazing foreign aid, I never thought that they are so powerful that they can be tracked down to Xingding.

That's right, apart from the head of the Tao family, what reason is there for the Xu family to come to Xingding?
Most importantly, not only did Mo Yiyou not mind about this, but he was quite enthusiastic about it?

Matthew really didn't understand this drama.

He decided to hold back and observe for a period of time before making a decision.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Nao stood on the side of the stone steps at the entrance of the theater, holding a goose-yellow umbrella, waiting quietly.

The play had obviously ended, and many audience members left contentedly holding the gifts of the play.

Nasu blinked his eyes, looked left and right, but he didn't see Tao Yuanyuan's figure.

"It's strange, hasn't Miss Tao left yet?" She looked towards the entrance of the theater with a puzzled expression on her face.

The cold wind was blowing, and the rain wet her thin coat.

She shuddered, looked at the entrance of the theater again, and couldn't help pursing her lips into a thoughtful expression.

Half a minute later, she clenched the handle of the umbrella, lifted her feet up the stone steps, and walked up against the crowd.

At the same time, within a diameter of 100 meters around Nao, Yuanyuan was looking helplessly at the glass door in front of her.

"Really, how do you open this?" She tried the doorknob for the nth time, but all failed.

The glass door in front of him was brown and transparent, and he could clearly see the other side of the door.

So she can see that there is a corridor in front of this door, and it is likely to be part of the backstage of the play.

There are countless exquisite props and actors with gorgeous makeup passing by quickly.

But everyone outside the door seemed to have not seen her existence.

At first, Yuanyuan was afraid that knocking on the door vigorously would reveal the fact that she had sneaked into the backstage; but after several unsuccessful attempts to open the door, she didn't care about that anymore.

It's just that no matter how hard he patted, the person on the other side of the door still couldn't notice her existence.

If this matter were placed on ordinary people, they might have given up and turned away long ago.

But Yuanyuan felt that there was a huge secret waiting for her behind this door.

Especially the white bird mask...

So far, she has seen a total of four sets with her own eyes!

Isn't that the token of love that parents made by themselves back then?

Why are there other white bird masks in this world?
What is the origin of this existence full of supernatural power?
Thinking of this, Yuanyuan had no choice but to raise her arms again, knocking on the glass door desperately: "Hey! Can anyone hear me?"

The glass was rattled by her strength.

But the people who passed by the door repeatedly showed that they were not aware of it.

How come... Are these people deaf?

Seeing fewer and fewer people passing by, Yuanyuan felt bad.

After all, too much time has passed, and the play is probably over.

Is it time for these actors to call it a day?
"But..." The more Yuanyuan thought about it, the more impatient she became.

No, it's a rare opportunity for her to find out her doubts!
God please open your eyes!

I don't know if it was good luck, or if God really handed it out.

After a group of plaster pillars were carried away from her eyes, Yuanyuan was surprised to find a surprising thing appeared behind the glass door.

This figure in a wig and costume made it impossible to tell if it was the one he had seen before.

But the mask is impossible to mistake!
Yuanyuan raised her hands subconsciously and pressed them against the glass door, and she also lay down on it.

She stared desperately at the person wearing the white bird mask, and even had to put her face on it, intending to see more clearly.

But this person walked very quickly, from appearing to completely disappearing, it only took three seconds.

So, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find anything useful.

This is not the way to go.

Yuanyuan's mind was spinning quickly, and within half a minute, she made up her mind to enter the backstage from the performance hall.

Anyway, get these weird things straightened out!
Thinking of this, she turned around and left, not noticing that behind the glass door, the person wearing the white bird mask retreated quietly.

Nao stood at the entrance of the theater, looked down at his soaked shoes, and sighed helplessly: "Oops, it's hard to dry in this weather."

Holding the handle of the umbrella with both hands, she looked towards the entrance and exit of the theater.

There were still scattered spectators coming out, but no figure of Tao Yuanyuan was seen.

"Ah, have you already left?" Nao's expression was a little hesitant: "Then what should we do, this matter..."

Before she finished talking to herself, she choked up her voice abruptly because she saw a pair of figures who were not unfamiliar.

It's Xu Ziyu and Cheng Moxun...

One walked ahead with a blank face, looking back from time to time; the other lowered his head slightly, his expression seemed to be in a trance.

Nao was a little surprised, she didn't expect to meet these two people at this time.

However, something even more unexpected happened to her.

Cheng Moxun, who seemed to be in a trance, suddenly seemed to gather his thoughts when he accidentally saw her. At the same time, he stopped and looked straight at her.

Nao blinked, she didn't think Cheng Moxun would know her at all.

After all, from the beginning to the end, I had no contact with it at all.

Then why, do you want to look at yourself?

Nao looked around and found that there was no one else around her.

Are you really looking at yourself?
Although she felt very strange, she didn't feel any uneasiness in her heart.

So she gave a very kind smile.

"Ah, you..." Cheng Moxun said suddenly, his whole face seemed to light up.

Xu Ziyu, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly when he heard the voice.

He turned around, looked at the person behind him who was some distance away from him, and couldn't help frowning.

When he noticed that Cheng Moxun was not looking at him, he almost subconsciously looked in Nao's direction.

Immediately afterwards, when his eyes fell on Naxu, his expression was a little surprised at first, and then he became quite vigilant.

Why do these two people look like they have seen themselves?

Nao put a big question mark in his heart.

Although she worked under the young master, she rarely had direct contact with the client.

Naturally, it is impossible for the young master to mention her to others for no reason.

She thought that her memory was correct, so she didn't remember that she had any contact with the two people in front of her, even if she just met them.

But judging from the current situation, these two people do recognize themselves again.

With doubts in his arms, Nao walked gently to the entrance and exit of the theater while holding the umbrella handle.

She folded the umbrella carefully, then smiled and bowed to Cheng Moxun: "Hello."

"Ah." Cheng Moxun didn't expect to be greeted with a bow, so he also bowed to Nao in astonishment: "Hello."

Xu Ziyu approached her and put his arms around her waist.

"Excuse me, I want to ask." Nao stood up straight, folded his hands respectfully in his abdomen: "Have you met Miss Tao Yuanyuan?"

She wanted to ask if Cheng Moxun had seen her.

But she wasn't sure whether she was offended by this question; therefore, she could only ask Tao Yuanyuan's whereabouts straight to the point.

"Huh?" Cheng Moxun looked a little surprised: "Sorry, I thought you would know."