The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 1 The coffin cracks
Introduction:

frontier.

Yunnan Province.

Yan Sanhe knelt in mourning clothes beside the coffin, in which lay her grandfather.

My grandfather passed away in his sleep, without any illness or disaster.

Yan Sanhe doesn't feel sad.

His life had been desolate and had reached its end. To be able to be so happy at the end of his life was considered to be the end of all his hardships.

On the last night, Yan Sanhe separated from others and stayed alone in the mourning hall.

Tomorrow morning when the coffin is laid in the ground, even if their lifelong friendship has come to an end, she is still reluctant to part with it.
Yan Sanhe threw a few pieces of white paper into the brazier.

In the dancing firelight, she heard a small "click".

What is this sound?
Before he could recover, there was another "click".

This time she heard it clearly, as if something was cracking.

Yan Sanhe quickly got up from the ground, took the oil lamp, walked to the coffin and took a closer look, instantly burning everything inside.

The coffin, which was tightly covered just now, will crack open.

The seam became bigger and bigger, revealing half of my grandfather's face.

Yan Sanhe's eyes were sore and tears fell down.

legend--

The reason why the dead man's coffin boards cannot close is because he had thoughts before he was alive. Over time, the thoughts have become demonic.

If the inner demon is not eliminated, he will remain uneasy in his grave.

"grandfather."

Yan San put his hands on the cracked coffin inch by inch and murmured:
"Is there anything you can't let go of?"

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Beijing.

Baiyaotang.

The carriage stopped at the door, Yan Sanhe paid the fare and walked in carrying an umbrella.

The waiter said, "What kind of medicine will the girl get?"

Yan Sanhe brushed off the raindrops on his body and said, "I want two coins. It is colorless and odorless. It melts when put into water and can be drunk..."

"Stop it now!"

The waiter pointed to the sign at the door and said, "This is a pharmacy. We treat illnesses and save lives, not seek money or kill lives."

"You won't feel anything after drinking it... a tonic."

The waiter was startled, then apologized and said with a smile: "Dahurian angelica has a smell; pearl powder is tasteless, but unfortunately it is not easy to dissolve; it is best to use high-quality white ginseng, which is colorless and tasteless, but the price is a bit more expensive."

Yan Sanhe took out ten taels of silver from the bag: "Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough!"

The waiter collected the money, picked up a small scale, turned around and weighed two coins of white ginseng from the drawer. "Girl, sit down for a while. I'll go inside and let the master grind it for you."

Yan Sanhe nodded and was about to find a chair to sit down when he suddenly found someone else in the drug store.

The man was dressed as a military general, with his head tilted and his thighs crossed, half sitting and half leaning on a Taishi chair in the corner, looking at her with an almost inquiring gaze.

Yan Sanhe frowned and sat down aside.

The gaze was still glued to her body, with a bit of unwillingness, and Yan Sanhe looked back coldly.

The man looked away without any guilt.

Just then, voices came from behind the curtain.

"I heard that Mr. Ji from the east end of the city was dismissed from office."

"The Ji family is really unlucky this year. The old lady died a year ago, the grandson fell ill next year, and the granddaughter's engagement was annulled. It's really evil."

"Don't you have anything dirty on it?"

"Bah, bah, bah, don't talk nonsense..."

An imperceptible suspicion spread in Yan Sanhe's eyes, and she glanced behind the curtain calmly.

Not long after, the waiter came out from behind the curtain with a small paper bag in his hand.

"It's polished, you can keep it."

Yan Sanhe walked over, put the paper bag into his arms, and said, "Excuse me, where is Xie Daozhi's residence?"

"Who?"

The boy suspected that he had heard something wrong and couldn't help but ask again.

"Thank you."

The waiter didn't show any emotion on his face, but there was a huge wave in his heart. All he could think of was one sentence——

What is the relationship between this girl and the Xie family?
There are not many people in the capital who dare to call Mr. Xie by his name!
"Turn left when you go out, cross four alleys, and walk forward for a quarter of an hour. It's not far."

The voice of the man in the Grand Master's chair was neither high nor low, with a hint of smile.

Yan Sanhe raised his eyes, and when he met his eyes, he replied with two words expressionlessly: "Thank you."

The man touched the tip of his nose and coughed without saying anything.

Yan Sanhe turned around and walked out, stopped at the door, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke.

"Let the Ji family dig up the grave and see if the old lady's coffin is cracked."

The man's feet felt weak and he felt like peeing.

Looking up, there was no girl anywhere, only a section of green clothes.

"Third Master, that girl..."

"interesting!"

The man known as Third Master lazily crossed one of his legs.

(End of this chapter)