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

Chapter 37 Burning Incense
"Because he said it to me the last night before he died."

Yan Sanhe said in a soft voice: "If everything is taken seriously, people will not be able to move forward. You must let go of what should be let go, otherwise you will be the one who suffers."

Little old man!
Did you expect that your coffin would not be able to be closed?
Did you already expect that your thoughts have become demons?
Yan Sanhe showed a very faint smile to Xie Daozhi.

"Which father in this world would truly hate his son? Thanks to Daozhi, he doesn't hate you anymore. But..."

Yan Sanhe's voice suddenly turned cold: "He hates himself."

Xie Daozhi's eyes suddenly opened wide.

“This letter home that he will never receive is his own punishment;

This punishment tortured him day and night. He could see it, light could see it, God could see it, and the vast stars could see it, but we couldn't see it. "

Yan Sanhe laughed dumbly.

"This - is his real inner demon!"

As the last word fell, there was no sound of breathing in the study.

Dead silence.

Suddenly, Xie Daozhi covered his heart in pain and coughed hard. Every sound seemed to be vomiting from his heart.

"Father?"

Xie Zhifei quickly brought warm tea.

Xie Daozhi waved his hand, indicating that he should leave it alone.

After coughing a few more times, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of slightly black bloody sputum before he stopped coughing.

He wanted to stand up, but he didn't have any strength left.

Yan Sanhe walked up to him, lowered his head, and his eyebrows brightened for the first time.

"Thank you, your son just said that the coffin was sealed. My grandfather's life was full of ups and downs, joys and sorrows, just like a big drama.

He struck the gongs with his own hands and played to the end of the play. Now it's up to you to work harder and help him pull up the final curtain. "

After finishing speaking, she smiled coldly.

"As usual, I'll wait for you outside."

"Yan Sanhe."

Yan Sanhe paused and turned his head: "Mr. Xie, do you have any other instructions?"

The third master looked at her steadily.

"I just want to remind you that wet clothes are uncomfortable when they stick to your body. It's time to change."

"No need, it's very possible that not a single word of what I just said is right."

Yan Sanhe sneered: "These clothes will help me get out of Sijiu City overnight."

Xie Zhifei: "..."

"The third one."

Xie Daozhi struggled to get up from the ground, his voice was hollow, "You should get out too!"

Xie Zhifei was stunned for a while, then gently closed the door.

……

in the courtyard.

Raindrops hit the raincloth, making a popping sound.

Yan Sanhe stood on the edge of the raincloth with his hands behind his back, looking at a tree outside the high wall.

This tree is lonely, its leaves have long fallen off, but its branches are stretching upward, looking like it has an unyielding power.

Yan Sanhe's heart moved and he strode out of the courtyard.

When she got closer and looked through the dim lantern light, she was startled.

The bark of this tree has fallen off very badly, revealing the growth rings one after another. It is actually an old tree.

There was an umbrella covering my head, so I knew who it was without looking back.

"What are you here for?"

"Can't I come?"

Mr. Xie had a smile in his voice.

Is a wry smile.

"I actually have a question in my mind that I want to ask you."

"..."

"are not you cold?"

Yan Sanhe didn't expect that this was what he asked, and was stunned for a moment.

Xie Zhifei didn't expect her to answer either.

Anyway, this girl has a sense of mystery all over her body, like a mystery.

"This tree was left behind by the previous owner of this house. That person was also a high-ranking official before. Later, he was involved in a case. The male in the family was killed and the female entered the Jiaofang Department."

He continued: "After we moved in, everyone said that this tree was unlucky and wanted to cut it down. My father disagreed and said it would be a good reminder for him."

Yan Sanhe turned to look at him.

Xie Zhifei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "My father is not a bad person. When he treated you like that, it was because of the Xie family. Although my ancestors are a little more calculating, they are still good people."

"What does what you're talking about have to do with me?" Xie Zhifei felt a puff of air rising in his lungs.

Ok!

Count me as a troublemaker!

"Third Master, Third Master!"

When Xie Zhifei saw that it was Manager Xie, his face suddenly darkened: "Is it the old lady's side..."

"The old lady opened her eyes."

"Open your eyes?" Xie Zhifei suddenly became nervous.

"Mr. Pei said it was a return of light."

"Yan Sanhe!"

Xie Zhifei was so anxious that his voice broke, "What should I do?"

Yan Sanhe pointed at the old tree in front of him, and his answer was not what he asked.

"Don't you think this tree looks like Yan Xing?"

Xie Zhifei: "..."

Manager Xie: "..."

"After changing owners, it should have died 800 years ago, but it is still alive."

Neither humble nor arrogant, neither fighting nor grabbing, and living a more positive life than anyone else.

Yan Sanhe's eyes shot out two sharp rays of light, and he growled lowly, "What is fate? Get over here!"

After that, she tossed her sleeves and walked into the courtyard.

Manager Xie was confused, "Third Master, what is she talking about?"

Third Master Xie: "She told you to get out of here!"

Manager Xie: "..."

What evil did I do in my previous life to meet such an aunt in this life?

"By the way, Third Master, the old lady asked you to go!"

Xie Zhifei said nothing, but raised his hand to press his forehead firmly.

From Manager Xie's perspective, you can see his thin lips trembling constantly.

"Third Master, go ahead, it's too late..."

"You ask the old lady to wait for me."

Xie Zhifei let go of his hand, and suddenly there was an evil look in his eyes.

"She won't leave so quickly. Didn't you hear Yan Sanhe say, what is your destiny? Get out of here!"

……

The door of the study room was opened from the inside, and Xie Daozhi walked out. His face was as pale as paper, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

He looked at Yan Sanhe, "Where's the fragrance?"

Yan Sanhe took out the incense from the bag and handed it to him.

No one saw it, but Xie Zhifei's eyes fell on the incense stick and narrowed slightly.

The baggage was soaked, but the fragrance was still dry.

Weird.

Xie Daozhi walked to the altar, took a deep breath, took out a white envelope from his arms, and placed it next to the incense burner.

Something even stranger happened.

The sky was full of wind and rain one second, but suddenly the wind stopped and the rain stopped in the next second.

Between heaven and earth, it was extremely silent, and no sound could be heard.

Xie Zhifei glanced at Yan Sanhe fearfully, but unexpectedly found that her body was shaking, as if she would fall down in the next second.

"Yan Sanhe, you..."

Looking over with dark eyes, Xie Zhifei was so frightened that he swallowed his words.

At this time, Xie Daozhi lifted his robe, knelt down, and kowtowed three times solemnly.

When he stood up again, his back suddenly became rickety, as if a thousand kilograms of weight were pressing down on him.

But he himself was completely oblivious, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

Xie Zhifei's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and his palms were covered in layers of cold sweat.

At this moment, Yan Sanhe shouted: "Hurry up!"

Hearing the sound of drinking, Xie Daozhi squeezed Xiang's hand for a moment, then slowly leaned towards the candlelight.

His hands kept shaking.

a breath;
two breaths;

three breaths...

Time seemed to be completely frozen.

(End of this chapter)