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

Chapter 282 Around
In the pouring rain, the third master walked into the four alleys.

There was no one in the alley, and a few flashes of lightning illuminated the bluestone road ahead, as well as the dead tree in the distance.

Xiaoyou is my sister’s nickname. This name was given by my father.

Dad often said that life is nothing but one left and one right, one forward and one back, one advance and one retreat, one sadness and one joy.

He also often said that he had a son and a daughter, so he had no regrets in this life. The only regret was that Xiaoyou would get married in the future.

When Dad said this, Mom was impatient to listen and quietly returned to the wing, leaving him and Xiaoyou beside him.

Dad was a loser in the Zheng family, and no one looked down upon him at all. The Haitang Courtyard where they lived was like a cold palace, with no one coming all year round.

"Dad, who said Xiaoyou wants to get married?"

The little girl said very maturely: "I have carefully looked at it. No one who comes and goes can compare to dad, not even my brother."

He was jumping anxiously beside him, thinking to himself, "Ancestor, you are saying these four words back and forth, can you still keep the tree climbing thing a secret from us?"

"Dad, I painted a painting today, do you think it looks good?"

The little girl was very good at changing the subject. She took out a painting as if to offer a treasure. In the painting, he was dancing with a knife. With a few strokes, the laziness hidden in his bones was ready to come out.

When dad saw it, his face fell.

He quickly walked out of the courtyard obediently, picked up the big knife in the corner, and made up for what he had stolen during the day.

While dancing, he scolded the little girl bloody, thinking that if he climbed the tree with her and coaxed her to sleep, he would be nothing more than a puppy.

The puppy followed him out and sat on the threshold, holding his chin in his hands and mumbling something.

"Brother, the success of our Haitang Courtyard depends on you..."

"No, look at me too. Under my supervision, you will definitely become a general commanding thousands of troops..."

"Brother, you should practice hard, otherwise, I will be under great pressure..."

Are you still stressed?
He said in his heart that he should hurry up and find an in-law for this girl and marry her off as soon as possible. Don't get her hands smashed or end up in the pot.

Memories come to an abrupt end.

Xie Zhifei looked at the dead tree in the distance and suddenly ran forward. Then he tapped his feet on the wall a few times and jumped onto the wall.

The wind is stronger;

Rain, bigger.

Heavy raindrops fell into his tired mind. Xie Zhifei jumped on the tree, climbed down the tree, and landed steadily in the yard.

There are still ruins;
It was still a mess.

Xie Zhifei wiped the water on his face and looked at everything in front of him blankly, wondering what was going on.

There were no more or less corpses in the Zheng family. Did her soul fall into another person's body like him?

wrong!

If that's the case, then why is she so indifferent and calm about the Zheng family's affairs, like a completely unrelated stranger?

She shouldn't forget such unforgettable pain and hatred!
Or...she wasn't dead in the first place.

So, who saved her?
Whose body is it that originally belonged to Zheng Huaiyou?

How did she survive?

Why did she forget what happened in the past?

Why does she, a girl, have to transform thoughts and demons for the dead?
Who taught her?
Xie Zhifei's bloodless face had a pair of sad eyes. He closed his eyes and opened them, begging for a little bit of light in the boundless night so that he could quickly see the fog clearly.

However, not only was there no daylight, the rain was so heavy that he couldn't even open his eyes.

"Hahahahaha..."

He burst out laughing, and the mask that had been on Mr. Xie's face for nine years slowly cracked, revealing a faint hint of joy and madness.

No matter what is in this fog, I am no longer a lonely ghost.

Huaiyou is here.She is my sister.

She is still alive.

The girl changed in her eighteenth year, and she looked like that before.

It's so beautiful!
Laughing, laughing, tears fell down.

No wonder, when I first saw her, I felt familiar.

He has never been a curious person, so he sent people to Yunnan Mansion and Anhui Mansion to trace the source. It was not his fault. Mr. Xie was lazy by nature.

No wonder he wanted to coax her, tease her, and bully her severely.

Third Master Xie is a short-lived ghost. He has only hung out with Ming Ting and Huairen in these years. Even Du Yiyun can't avoid her, and he actually wants to eat the remaining mouthful of food she has.

No wonder he would be anxious when she was sick, or in pain when she was hurt. She frowned, and he wanted to smooth out his brows for her despite his shame.

It makes sense;

It all makes sense.

Xie Zhifei sighed in his heart again, I actually fell in love with my sister, I almost made a big mistake.

Thinking of this, his tears began to fall. After falling for a while, he laughed again.

Like a madman driven to a dead end.

……

In Xie's mansion, Zhu Qing was going crazy with anxiety, and so was Manager Xie.

Is today a bad day?

Not only did something happen to Miss Yan, but the Third Master also disappeared, no one in the entire Xie Mansion knew where the Third Master had gone?

Manager Xie wished he could strangle himself to death with a rope.

On July [-]th, the gates of hell are wide open. If something happens to the third master, he will have no choice but to jump into a manure pit and drown.

Just when the two of them were running around anxiously, Mr. Pei rushed over holding an umbrella and said, "It's raining hard. Come and see what good things I have brought."

He spread his hands and said proudly: "The teeth of a black dog are the best to ward off evil spirits. This is a good thing. It took more than ten years to find such a treasure..."

"Little Master Pei, the Third Master is missing!"

Pei Xiao raised his eyebrows: "How come you're so good and you're missing?"

Zhu Qing was shameless and said that the third master disappeared after breaking into Miss Yan's boudoir at night. He only said vaguely: "I have searched in every hospital, but there is no sign of him."

Only then did Pei Xiao feel that the matter was serious, "Xie Xiaohua, does your master know?"

"The master is interrogating someone. How dare I tell him about this? I just said that the third master has something to do and goes out."

"If you ask me, this thing is a disaster for my aunt."

Pei Xiao scolded and slapped his forehead.

There are only a few places this kid goes, either Goulan, the casino, or Taisun's Courtyard, but he will bring himself to all three.

Where else to go?
Suddenly, he paused and thought of something.

One year, it was also the night before Xie Fifty's birthday. When he woke up, he found that Xie Fifty was missing. Everyone in the Xie family hurriedly looked for someone.

As a result, this kid was huddled in four alleys, sleeping like a dead pig.

It is precisely because of this incident that there are two days of rituals on July 15th and [-]th.

"Have you searched the four alleys?" he asked.

Zhu Qing slapped his forehead and said, "Oops, I forgot about that place."

Four lanes?
Xie Xiaohua's fat legs felt weak.

Oh, my third master, okay, why was your soul taken away by a ghost again?
(End of this chapter)