The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

Feng Qi ran out of Hong Lang's house in a hurry, and saw a well-behaved boy in his 20s with bangs, red lips and white teeth standing outside the door, wearing a blue robe, carrying a rattan box in his hand, he was very polite, Like a gentleman who came out of the Republic of China.

"Uncle Master?"

Feng Qi looked at this very Republican man in shock, and asked in disbelief.

"Xiao Fengqi, it's me."

Li Yuci squinted his eyes and smiled gently, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, very comfortable.

"Uncle, how old are you?"

Feng Qi couldn't help asking.

"About 120 years old? I don't want to remember the age."

Li Yuci said.

Feng Qi: ...

Li Fengxing and Hong Lang who came out from behind: ...

"I'm thirsty, let's go in and talk."

As the uncle said, he stepped into the door, looked up at the yard, and said, "There are a lot of ghosts in this house."

Hearing what he said, Hong Lang's spine shivered, and he asked anxiously, "Master, can you see a long-haired, beautiful female ghost?"

"The female ghosts all have long hair and are not pretty."

Li Yuci counted, "There are a total of 68 female ghosts here. The old ones are ugly, and there are all kinds of them, but there are no beautiful ones."

"68 so many?"

Feng Qi, who was not afraid of anything, actually felt a chill down her back, which was quite creepy.

"Yes, there are also male ghosts, little ghosts, etc. There are about 500 of them."

Li Yuci said lightly.

His demeanor was like talking about more than 500 people.

No wonder no one dared to live here before, it turns out there really is a ghost.

"Uncle, you have opened your eyes, can you see ghosts with your naked eyes?"

Feng Qi asked curiously.

"Well, I have been gifted since I was a child. I was born with sly eyes and can see ghosts."

Li Yuci nodded, "For more than 100 years, I have been communicating with ghosts constantly, which is very interesting."

"Uncle, have you seen my Yingyun? Can you let me see her and chat with her?"

Hong Lang asked excitedly.

"Which one is Winning Cloud?"

Li Yuci looked at the ghosts floating around in front of him and asked aloud.

A bloody soul floated in front of Li Yuci, with no hands or feet, very pitiful.

"I don't want to see him, but I want to talk to him and ask the priest to help me."

Yingyun's soul pleaded.

"it is good."

Li Yuci nodded, took out a candle from his rattan box, lit it...

"Hong Lang~~"

The burning and jumping candle faintly called Hong Lang's name, which was Ying Yun's voice.

"Win the cloud—"

When Hong Lang heard this, tears streamed down his face, "I'm sorry for you, I hurt you."

"Life and death are fate, I can live with you. I have no regrets. Now I regret that I can't stay with you for a longer time. Hong Lang, I love you, I hope you can live a good life, don't sink because of me , I hope you can meet someone who can love each other and be happy.”

Yingyun's ethereal voice continued to come from the candle, "If there is a next life, I still want to be with you, and then you must not make me wait so long."

"Well, don't wait, I will say that I like you immediately when I meet you."

Hong Lang choked up and said.

"I don't want to be a lonely ghost. Later, I will ask the Taoist priest to save me so that I can reincarnate quickly."

"Well, don't worry, I will be fine."

Hong Lang choked up and said.

A gust of wind blows, the candle suddenly goes out, and Ying Yun's voice also disappears...