God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 5641 My female ghost is super fierce! (35)

It turned out to be the case.

Yue Qingcheng cupped her fists.

"Next time I will replace it with a new one, my lords forgive me."

The two ghost messengers saw that she sent the ghost this time with empty hands, and they doubted the gold content of her words.

He waved her away.

Yue Qingcheng had just taken two steps, when she remembered something, she turned around and took out another bottle.

"My lords, and this, thank you! Farewell!"

This bottle was caused by that group of Lu Qian during the dinner party.

Almost forgot.

Let's solve it together.

"Ah, this is not a ghost in our area, it's not in our control. Cross-district makes people irritated!"

Yue Qingcheng slipped away early.

Over there, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the police couldn't watch it anymore. After all, they were all mountains and trees.

It would be great to spread it out.

We had to send some people out to control the scope.

After finishing the work, a friend invited Lu Qian to return to the city together.

Lu Qian asked him to take him to the guest house.

The friend let the other police cars go first, and sent Lu Qian there by himself, forcing the boss to return Lu Qian's things.

After checking that all the important items were there, Lu Qian took a shower in the guest house, followed the police car to the train station where he came, and continued his journey.

Inside the station, I met the old man again.

The boss was stunned, "Little brother, why are you still here?"

Lu Qian smiled.

Get in the car.

……

What Lu Qian arrived at was an ancient city in the south.

It is a very romantic place in the legend.

Single dogs or people with a lot of thoughts often come here especially, looking forward to a dewy relationship.

I have seen Yue Qingcheng's older ancient cities, and I feel that the scenery of this ancient city is average.

But the city next door is Huadu.

Should be fine there.

Lu Qian didn't move around at first, he just strolled around. He probably hasn't recovered from the human trafficking incident, so he rested for a few days.

After being full of energy, we went to visit the historical sites.

On this day, he entered an ancient house—Hua Zhai.

Tourists come in twos and threes.

Lu Qian spent a while listening to the tour group's commentary, and after listening to a story about a flower house that didn't know the truth, he continued to stroll around alone.

He went deeper and deeper.

There are fewer and fewer people.

The tranquility of the old house makes the soles of your feet feel cold.

Lu Qian went to a courtyard.

See note above.

It is Miss Hua's yard.

He pushed open the door.

creak.

The footsteps paused.

It turned out that there were still tourists inside.

He thought no one was there.

Or close the door?

The expressions of those tourists were a little strange, and some turned their heads to look at him, shaking their heads slowly.

Lu Qian seemed puzzled, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, the door behind him snapped shut.

Those people shouted: "It's over, come in again!"

"You stupid, how did you come in. We winked so desperately!"

Lu Qian still didn't understand.

Suddenly, a young man ran over, looked left and right in front of Lu Qian, with surprise on his face, "You..."

Lu Qian said: "Xiao Si, long time no see."

Zhong Si shouted: "Master—"

Lu Qian: "Just call me by my name."

Zhong Si: "?"

giggle-

Suddenly, a charming smile came.

The surrounding scenery changed.

The withered grass has turned green, and the walls have taken on a new look, as if they have not experienced the ravages of time.

Suddenly, a group of girls, women and other servants appeared in the yard.

On the main seat, there is a Miss Gujiao.

Wearing a wedding dress.

While everyone was shivering, Miss Jiao said with satisfaction: "Finally, we have eleven people, let's start the game!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Ten of us! The game cannot start!"

Miss Jiao covered her mouth with her handkerchief and smiled.

"What ten, it's obviously eleven."

Tourists order again.

That's ten!

Thinking of something, they shivered, and the soles of their feet felt cold.

(End of this chapter)