After defeating the thirteen male protagonists [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing the Qiaos and his wife trembling beside Shi Xi's words, Ying Xiaoxiao wanted to laugh for some reason. She looked around, only feeling a little cold.

Although the room was tightly closed, the windows were opened a little for ventilation, and the light let in, so it wasn't too dark.

"what?"

"I can't tell, I feel uncomfortable."

Shi Xi looked around the room and frowned slightly.

Shi Xi's perception has always been keen, Ying Xiaoxiao didn't doubt him, and reckoned that the ghost was nearby.

She had the most likely guess, if the Twelve who had been renamed 'Zhi'er' hadn't died, it might have been something else, but if it died, it was possible.

As for the reason... the lady wants to get married, isn't that the best reason?

But Ying Xiaoxiao couldn't be sure, she couldn't see everyone as a Ji just because she was a Ji guy.

Ying Xiaoxiao lifted the curtain and saw the sick beauty lying on the bed.

Miss Qiao was thin and pale, and she was falling asleep with her eyes closed, looking very uncomfortable.

Ying Xiaoxiao asked Ling Dang to scan the body in front of her, waiting for the analysis results.

[No serious illness, some black things in her body are slowly sucking away her anger. 】

Black?

[Yes, it cannot be recognized by the naked eye. 】

"Ma'am, which hand is the shadow on?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qiao stepped forward, took Miss Qiao's outer hand, pulled up her sleeve, and then her eyes widened.

"Why isn't it there? Yesterday. I did see blue and black here. It's definitely not my eyes. How could it be gone?"

The slender wrist was indeed white and nothing.

[There is a black fingerprint. 】

Bell alert.

Ying Xiaoxiao praised the system, when she can't see anything yet, Bell can still explain everything.

"Indeed there are, blue and black fingerprints, here."

Ying Xiaoxiao's fingers were slightly weaker, and Mrs. Qiao nodded quickly.

"That's right, right, right here, girl... No, no, no... Master, save my daughter."

Tears welled up in Mrs. Qiao's eyes, she was about to worship, Ying Xiaoxiao held her up.

"You should do your best, but you are trapped by your livelihood..."

"If an expert can save my daughter, I should be very grateful."

Master Qiao understood Ying Xiaoxiao's meaning in seconds, and said immediately.

Ying Xiaoxiao was satisfied and nodded.

"I can't see any clues during the day. Your daughter is not sick. She is not afraid of the wind. There is no strong wind in this weather. Open the windows and doors to let the light in. It is best to take her to bask in the sun. For the rest, come back at night. Look."

To subdue yin and turn yang, Ying Xiaoxiao doesn't have any magic weapon, so she can only use this method.

She is really destitute now, except for some Lingshi Lingzhu, there is nothing else on her body.

"Okay, okay, do it right away."

Mrs. Qiao nodded, and immediately ordered the servant girl to open the door and window to let the light in, and sent someone to move the recliner, and put it on the corridor where the sun was shining but not too much.

Let a strong servant girl come to carry him out, and put a thin quilt on him.

Ying Xiaoxiao stood aside and watched them busy, while Shi Xi beside her took a step in her direction.

"Ran."

Although Shi Xi couldn't see that thing, he could feel it.

"Don't worry, you'll be back."

Ms. Qiao looked like her time was running out, and a culprit like her would never give up no matter what.

The sun shone in, as if expelling it, the dark place gradually decreased, and the coolness that made people feel cold disappeared.

Miss Qiao basked in the sun, and her complexion looked much better.

Bell, the black thing in her body, is there any trace of disappearing?

[Not yet. 】

Ying Xiaoxiao is not surprised by this answer. Being haunted by ghosts is such an easy problem to solve. It is impossible to let those things fade away in the sun. If you don’t see the sun for a long time, your immunity will decline. It's cold, and the door is closed tightly. If you don't get sick, you will get sick.

"Madam, can you tell me about Zhi'er?"

"Could it be that this matter has something to do with Zhi'er?" Mrs. Qiao couldn't help asking when she heard her ask twice, but she quickly vetoed it herself, "Impossible, pestering my daughter to make her become what she is now, absolutely It can't be Zhi'er, it's too late for Zhi'er to protect her, how could she still think of harming her, not to mention, she has been gone for more than a year."

Mrs. Qiao's firm attitude made it easy for Ying Xiaoxiao to see Zhi'er's loyalty to Miss Qiao.

"I just want to inquire about it, and I don't intend to draw a conclusion."

Mrs. Qiao nodded and told what she remembered about the past.

"When Zhi'er was first brought back, she was so dirty that I was shocked. The little girl said that she was a beggar who was seriously ill on the side of the road. She couldn't bear it and wanted to bring him back for treatment..."

After the beggar was cured, he was grateful and wanted to stay with Ms. Qiao to serve him. At the beginning, he was a rough girl, but the beggar was thin and weak. One day, he fell into the water while doing laundry and caught the wind and cold. The young lady invited a doctor to take care of her personally for two days.

After waking up this time, Ms. Qiao raised her as a maid who served her personally. She felt that Twelve was not very meaningful, so she named her "Zhi'er", which sounds a little like Twelve, but also does not lose the name of her daughter's family. Beautiful.

Last year, the Qiao family and their daughter went to visit relatives, but when they came back, they encountered bandits. The bandits were not enough to rob people, but they also wanted to rob people. By Miss Qiao's side.

Zhi'er jumped up violently, one against three, and stood in front of Miss Qiao, defending the Lord with her body, and spilled blood all over Miss Qiao.

"Zhi'er is our benefactor. We brought her back to bury her. After coming back, the little girl was ill for a few days and couldn't cheer up anything. It is absolutely impossible that Zhi'er harmed her. This has become a nightmare for the little girl. , Over the past year, she often wakes up from her dreams."

"She died a terrible death, didn't she?"

Ask little questions.

Mrs. Qiao closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to recall the scene, she nodded.

The two were talking not far from Miss Qiao. Ying Xiaoxiao had good eyesight and saw Miss Qiao's fingers moving.

The maid guarding Ms. Qiao also noticed it. She listened to Ms. Qiao's words and entered the room. After a while, she came out with a glass of water.

Mrs. Qiao hurriedly walked to Miss Qiao's side, and lovingly touched Miss Qiao's forehead with her hand.

"Don't be afraid, Zhi'er, you will be fine when someone is here."

Miss Qiao nodded, took a few sips of water, and looked at Ying Xiaoxiao with her eyes.

Ying Xiaoxiao looked at her and nodded politely.

Miss Qiao was still looking at her, as if she had something to say, Ying Xiaoxiao walked in and stood by her side without blocking the light.

"I'm not sick, am I?"

Miss Qiao's voice was a little weak, but her face was very calm.

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't answer, she just said that she would get better.

"Get better……"

Miss Qiao murmured in a low voice that was almost inaudible.

"Mother, have you rejected my marriage?"

Miss Qiao pulled herself together and asked about her mother.

"Retired, but someone from over there did so. Fortunately, we just exchanged posts and discussed some matters."

Mrs. Qiao had nothing to say about this result, and simply pretended that nothing happened.

Miss Qiao nodded, this is the best.

The air became quiet, the shadows of the trees in the courtyard were mottled, no one spoke, each had his own thoughts.

After a while, a maid came slowly and said something in Mrs. Qiao's ear, and Mrs. Qiao nodded.

"Some things need to be dealt with, and it's time for lunch soon, sir, why don't you stay for lunch."

"Okay, don't call me that, my surname is Ying."

Ying Xiaoxiao nodded, she was so tall and weird.

"Ms. Ying."

Mrs. Qiao left, only Ying Xiaoxiao, Shi Xi, Miss Qiao and one of her maids were in the yard.

"Yinling, go and find a painting of ink plums that I made earlier in my study."

Miss Qiao called out in a low voice, and the maid beside her hesitated.

"Miss Ying is watching here, don't worry, go, I don't remember where I put it in the study, you can look for it."

"Yes."

Yinling answered and walked towards the study.

After Yinling left, Miss Qiao moved on the deck chair, staring blankly at the branches and the birds preening their feathers.

"Am I going to die?"

"Do you want to die?"

Ying Xiaoxiao was not surprised that she spoke, since she pushed the maid away, she knew she had something to say.

Miss Qiao fell silent again, Ying Xiaoxiao didn't ask any further questions, and played with Shi Xi's fingers.

The little girl's fingers are soft, slender and long, and she thinks she will be a tall girl in the future.

Ying Xiaoxiao thought of Shi Xi, Shi Xi was tall and slender, every time she looked at her, she had to look up.

When she gets close, she may see that beautiful side face. She has been close to her once, and she only dared to get close to that one time.

Afraid of heartbeat loss, fear of losing self-control.

Ying Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling a little dazed when she thought of the past, she touched Shi Xi's fingers to hide the soreness.

If it ends in the end, will you fall in love with me again when you see me?

Ying Xiaoxiao lowered her head, watching Shi Xi's hair whirling, feeling sad for some reason.

Don't forget what you have done because of these happiness.

Would she hate her when she saw her like that?

【Host, what happened to you? 】

The bell saw the data fluctuation on the panel value and asked aloud.

It seems that there is no triggering event, why the host's mood is depressed?

"I do not know……"

Miss Joe said.

"Death... I can't bear it... I can't bear my parents, but she..."

"Miss Qiao seems to know the reason for this?"

Ying Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes, smelling something unusual from her words.

Miss Qiao knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and was silent for a while.

"It seems that Ms. Qiao does know, if I'm not wrong, it might be Zhi'er?"

"I do not know."

Ms. Qiao was a little dazed on her handsome face, she murmured and repeated this sentence twice.

"I'd rather guess wrong... see wrong... feel wrong... how could it be her..."

"I owe her a life...a life..."

"If she wants to kill me, no matter what... I will never refuse."

Although Miss Qiao said so, Ying Xiaoxiao heard the hesitation in it.

Who wants to die?

For no reason, who wants to leave like this.

"Don't you wonder why?"

Ms. Qiao closed her eyes, not sure if she was not curious, knew it already, or didn't want to.

Ying Xiaoxiao knew that she must have concealed some things, and those things should be related to her current appearance.

"If I get rid of ghosts, my soul will fly away."

Ying Xiaoxiao's faint words made Ms. Qiao suddenly open her eyes.