Renew

The wind outside the house rushed into the house with a whirring sound, Rong Li's hair hanging on her shoulders was flying like ink, Hua Su accidentally pulled the ends of her hair when she stopped her hand, and each strand of hair wrapped around her plain white fingers, inexplicably charming .

Rongli's hair was pulled upright, the roots of his hair were numb for a while, and blood from half of his body rushed to his neck.She stood up abruptly, but swept the rouge box on the table with her sleeves.

The rouge box rolled off the table, before it hit the ground, it was picked up by a gust of wind, and slowly returned to the table.

This is... Hua Su's technique.

Hua Su withdrew his hand like a ghost with nothing to do, with a relaxed expression on his face, "Be careful."

Rongli took a few steps back, walked towards the bed, took out the bamboo pen hidden under the pillow, and carefully put it in his sleeve pocket.

After a while, Xiao Fu came in from outside the house with porridge, and asked in surprise, "Girl, why are you alone in the house, what if, what if..."

Holding the bamboo pen in his pocket, Rong Li shook his head slightly: "In broad daylight, it's not always haunted."

Xiaofu hurriedly put down the tray, she dared not finish speaking, and said in a low voice: "Just now I saw Bai Liu in the kitchen, Bai Liu came back with medicine, the medicine seems to be prescribed by the government doctor, the girl is not...not drinking what?"

Rong Li coughed lightly, and saw that the medicine bowl was still held in the skinning ghost's hands, Xiao Fu couldn't see the skinning ghost, but if she looked over to the flowerpot, she would definitely see one floating in the air bowl.

Xiaofu's eyes flickered, and she glanced at the dressing table, but she couldn't find the medicine bowl.

Rong Li coughed again, picked up the porridge spoon and said, "What's in this porridge?"

Xiaofu narrowed her gaze, "Cut some ginger and minced meat."

Standing in front of the window, Hua Su turned around, poked out her plain white hand from under the black robe, raised her fingertips slightly, and immediately loosened the rope of the curtain on Huageyue Cave.

The thin curtain hung down to the ground, blocking the flower stand behind it, and naturally also covered the medicine bowl in the skinning ghost's hand.

"Do the two ladies in Lan Yuan know what happened last night?" Rong Li asked softly.

Seeing the curtains falling, Xiaofu muttered, "Why is the wind so strong?"

She turned and nodded again, "The two ladies went to the master early in the morning, no, I don't know where it came from, but someone said that the ghost in Lanyuan was because the girl moved back."

Rong Li lowered his head and blew on the porcelain spoon twice before he took the porridge into his mouth, "What else?"

Xiaofu hesitated for a while before she spoke: "I also said that the girl is haunted by grievances, and only the bamboo courtyard can hold down such yin energy. If the girl can move back to the bamboo courtyard, the courtyard where the two wives live will be safe and sound."

"How's the sun today?" Rong Li looked out of the shattered window lattice.

Xiaofu replied: "The sun is just right, but it's not cloudy, it's just a bit windy."

"Move the chair outside later, I should bask in the sun." Rong Li took another mouthful of porridge, swallowed it, and then said slowly: "By the way, move my coffin out as well, so as not to put mold in the house gone."

Xiaofu was stunned for a moment, "It's windy outside, if it makes the girl sick, there will be some bad words in the house."

"Where should I go?" Rong Li raised his eyes, with a smile that was not a smile, his appearance was soft and weak, as if he had no choice but to feel dejected.

After she finished eating the porridge, she pushed the bowl sideways on the table, pinched the handkerchief to wipe the corners of her lips, and asked, "Did you invite two masters?"

"Yes." Xiaofu nodded, "When I came back, I heard that those two had already left the residence."

"Then take out my chair and ask the boy in the upper yard to move the coffin. Hurry up. If the sundial sinks later, it won't be able to dry it." Rong Li stood up, unhurriedly Pushing open the door, he was almost unable to stand still due to the cold wind.

Hua Su stood inside the house, didn't go out with him, and when Ri Hua shone into the house, she turned slightly to avoid it, as if... she couldn't see the light.

It's normal for ghosts to be invisible, but like a hanged ghost, they can still hang under a tree and be exposed to the wind and rain. Why does she have to avoid such a powerful ghost?

Rong Li narrowed his gaze, really puzzled, waited for Xiao Fu to move the chair, and lay down on it, then stopped moving.

Hua Su didn't leave the house, but stood behind the door, "Do you think Yang's life is too long?"

She has a gorgeous appearance, if she pulls down the black silk that covers her face, she will look as sharp and sharp as a poisonous snake, she will not show mercy even when she speaks, and if she speaks less, she will not listen to it.

Rong Li didn't speak, just rubbed his skirt with two fingers, Xiao Fu hadn't gone far, so opening her mouth at this moment was tantamount to talking to herself.

After a while, Xiaofu went outside the gate of the courtyard, called two servants and went into the side room where sundries were placed.

Seeing Xiaofu and the two young men entered the room, Rongli said softly: "It's not too long, but blowing the cold wind shouldn't shorten your life."

The door of the wing room was wide open, and after a while, the servant came out carrying the coffin.

This coffin is made of the best golden nanmu, with many complicated patterns engraved on it, it looks like it was used by rich people.

The two young servants were terrified, they lifted the coffin trembling all over, and asked in a muffled voice: "Miss Xiao Fu, where are you putting it?"

Xiaofu turned her head to look at her daughter, and asked, "Girl, where do you put it?"

"Let's just let you stand on this piece of land." Rong Li stroked his hair that was blown by the wind, and pointed to the ground.

The servant hurriedly put down the coffin, bowed to Rongli, and quickly ran out of the yard.

Rong Li blinked his eyes, and was not annoyed when he saw that the servants avoided her like snakes and scorpions.It never occurred to her that she just wanted to let the people in the mansion mistakenly think that she was haunted by wronged spirits, but she never expected that a big ghost really came by her side.

"You can bear disrespect to the Lord." Hua Su said quietly.

Rong Li pressed the corner of his lips, looking weak and pitiful.

Xiaofu walked up to her, bent down and said, "Girl, put it away."

Rong Li nodded, "Bring me a sleeve stove."

Xiaofu hurried into the room, lit the sleeve stove and took it out for her daughter.

Hua Su stood in the middle of the door, taller than Xiaofu by half a head, slender and tall, as if she was alone in the world, better than a ghost.

Xiaofu couldn't see this ghost, she hurriedly passed her with the stove in her hand, she couldn't help shivering when she passed, and sneezed, "Why is it so cold all of a sudden."

Rong Li turned his head and saw clearly, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that it seemed that she was the only one who could touch this ghost.

How could Hua Su explain, she didn't even want to say more, she lifted her long and narrow eyes slightly, looked towards the gate of the courtyard, and said softly: "Someone is here."

Sure enough, Rong Changting brought a monk and a Taoist priest into the house, and he was really not afraid that Sanqing and Tathagata would tear their faces on the spot.

Rong Li was still lying still, but when Rong Changting entered the yard, he staggered and wanted to get off the ground, so frightened that Xiao Fu hurried to help him.

Rong Changting's complexion changed suddenly, and he said anxiously: "Why don't you just stay in the room, what are you doing here!"

Rong Li panted slightly, raised his arms to cover his lips, coughed lightly, and said, "Li'er has a very cloudy aura, which frightened Sanniang and Siniang. The sun is good today, so I came out to bask in the sun. It’s good to dissipate the yin energy from the whole body.”

Meng Xian followed Rong Changting, and suddenly closed his eyes that seemed to want to cut people into pieces.

The wind blew hard, Rongli's complexion became paler and weaker, as if there was only a wisp of breath left.

Hua Su looked coldly at the monks and Taoist priests invited by Rong Changting, and slowly tore off the silk covering his face, his red lips parted, and a jet-black ghostly air blew out.

The black smoke was like long claws, and it first greeted the monk's face, then turned around and grabbed the Taoist priest's neck.

Neither the monk nor the Taoist noticed it, and they were still arguing about where the evil spirit was committed in the courtyard.

Hua Su raised his hand with a hook, took back the ghostly aura, and said in a low voice: "Your pretentious skills are really one-on-one, and they are on par with this swindling monk and Taoist priest."

Rong Li coughed a few times, his cheeks turned red from coughing, his eyes slanted to the side, like a sneaky fox.

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