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

Chapter 59 Sincerity
Pei Xiao led his uncle Ji Lingchuan into Jingsi Residence.

Xie Zhifei hurriedly greeted him, "Uncle Ji, she just came back from outside and hasn't had dinner yet. You..."

"The master of suffering is here?"

Li Buyan stood under the eaves at some point, "Hurry in!"

Xie Zhifei: "Uncle Ji, then I will accompany you in."

"Irrelevant people are waiting outside."

Ji Lingchuan looked at Xie Zhifei with some suspicion, and Xie Zhifei hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, that expert is very good."

Ji Lingchuan hugged Xie Zhifei's fists and walked into the room.

Li Buyan waited for him to enter, covered the door with his backhand, then stretched out his long legs, hugged his arms, and acted like a door god.

No sound came out of the room.

Pei Xiao coughed, then coughed again...

When the cough reached the fifth time, Xie Zhifei was afraid that he would cough up his lungs, so he could only walk to Li Buyan's side.

Li Buyan didn't even raise his eyelids.

Xie Zhifei: "Girl, are you hungry?"

Li Buyan: "Yeah!"

Xie Zhifei: "The food has been prepared, why don't you put some food on it first?"

Li Buyan: "Ang!"

Xie Zhifei: "Go to the ear room to use it. I'll take care of the girl here."

Li Buyan: "Hey!"

Xie Zhifei: "What are you doing?"

Li Buyan: "Tch!"

Xie Zhifei: "I have good intentions and am afraid that the girl will be hungry."

Li Buyan: "Oh!"

Xie Zhifei: "I really have no other meaning."

Li Buyan finally raised his eyelids, pointed at his face, and finally said, "Do I have the words silly, sweet, and sweet written on my face?"

Xie Zhifei turned to look at Pei Xiao: What does silly white sweet mean?
Pei Xiao: Does anyone know?

Xie Zhifei: That doesn’t sound like a good thing!

Pei Xiao: I feel the same way!
Xie Zhifei: What’s next?

Pei Xiao: Continue.

"Don't use the trick on me to drive the tiger away from the mountain!"

Li Buyan hates the flirting between two men in front of her the most. "Haven't you heard of that saying? The more you know, the faster you will die!"

Xie Zhifei: "..."

Pei smiled: "..."

……

In the room.

Ji Lingchuan looked incredulous.

Before coming to Xie's house, he thought about what it would be like to be a master.

monk?

Taoist priest?

witch?

Or a miraculous stranger?

But no matter what, I never expected that it was a young girl. The girl even had a childish look on her face.

Could it be a mistake?
How could such a person...

While he was sizing up Yan Sanhe, Yan Sanhe was also sizing him up.

He is about fifty years old, has taken good care of himself, and has a slightly put on figure, which shows that he lived a good life in the past.

The face model is somewhat similar to that of Pei Xiao, but his face is darkened and his eyes are swollen and lifeless, which is not a good sign.

She spoke slowly.

"She was laid to rest for seven days. Her coffin cracked at midnight on the fourth day. You nailed the coffin shut with nails and buried her."

Ji Lingchuan's scalp suddenly exploded, "How do you know?"

Except for a few night watchmen from Ji's family, not even the old lady's beloved grandson knew anything about it.

"Eighteen nails were used, and each nail carries one level of evil. Do you want to send her to the eighteenth level of hell?"

Ji Lingchuan was so shocked that his heart was pounding and he quickly denied it.

"That's not it. If there is one missing nail, the coffin will not be nailed; if there is one more nail, it will fall out."

At the time, I thought it was just a coincidence and didn't take it to heart.

But it was not a good thing if the coffin cracked, so he asked his nephew Pei Xiao to invite eighteen eminent monks from Senlu Temple to recite the Rebirth Sutra at home for three days.

I thought it would be fine, but I never thought...

Ji Lingchuan didn't have any doubts at this moment. He bent his legs and said plaintively: "Master, please save the Ji family." Yan Sanhe walked up to him and pointed his finger without warning.

Ji Lingchuan felt a coldness between his brows, and his eyes suddenly seemed to be covered by something, and there was darkness.

Slowly, a beam of light fell down with a "pop" and landed on a person. The person had gray hair and a face full of wrinkles. He was walking hard in the wind and snow step by step.

The snow was so thick and deep that it could not be seen to the end. She fell down and got up, walked a few steps and then fell down. It was his old mother.

What made him even more stunned was that blood was flowing down from her eyes.

One drop, two drops...

The coolness between his brows suddenly disappeared, and Ji Lingchuan suddenly came back to his senses. He fell to the ground in despair and could not regain his senses for a long time.

"Can you see clearly?"

Ji Lingchuan suddenly woke up and kowtowed to Yan Sanhe.

As soon as his forehead hit the ground, Yan Sanhe's cold voice sounded above his head.

"Don't kowtow in a hurry. Mrs. Ji's thoughts are hard to change. Dutiful son, what price are you willing to pay?"

Ji Lingchuan suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes in horror, and said without hesitation: "I will do my best, even if it means bankrupting my family."

"Then I'll wait for you to show sincerity!"

Yan Sanhe said coldly: "Go!"

……

The red wooden door creaked open, and Ji Lingchuan staggered out.

Xie Zhifei and Pei Xiao saw that his face was uglier than that of a dead person, so they rushed over and supported him one on the left and the other on the right.

"uncle?"

"Jib?"

Ji Lingchuan looked at the two of them and felt a warmth in his body, as if he had returned to the earth, "Find a place to talk."

Xie Zhifei said hurriedly: "Ming Ting, take Uncle Ji to my study first."

Pei Xiao stared at him, "What about you?"

Xie Zhifei: "I'll say a few words to Miss Yan and I'll be here right away."

What's there to say?

Pei Xiao looked at the room with lingering fear. It would be better if this kind of woman stayed away.

"Hurry up."

"immediately!"

Xie Zhifei turned to look at Li Buyan, "Can I go in?"

Li Buyan made a gesture of invitation.

……

Incense is burning in the room.

This fragrance is neither sandalwood nor Buddhist fragrance. It is light and very immersive.

Yan Sanhe had already changed out of the blood-stained clothes and put on a new concubine-colored shirt sent from Xie Mansion's sewing room.

The new shirt completely replaced her usual indifference, leaving her with three parts of weakness, two parts of gentleness, and one part of childishness.

But his face still had a cold look.

Xie Zhifei walked closer and pursed his lips. He was always eloquent, but for the first time he didn't know what to say.

Say thank you, but people don’t appreciate your gratitude at all;
Say you're sorry and she'll think you're hypocritical.

After a long while, Mr. Xie burst out: "Does the wound hurt?"

Yan Sanhe looked at him and said, "No problem."

Xie Zhifei: "..."

What does this answer?
What nonsense!

He was silent for a moment, "If you encounter something like this again in the future, don't show off, let alone stay alone and fight alone."

"What should we do? Third Master, have a good idea?"

"Turn around and run away, and then find a way to report it to the official."

Yan Sanhe's eyes showed sarcasm, "Aren't you Xie family officials?"

"..."

Xie Zhifei choked up and couldn't refute, "In a word, it's important to protect yourself!"

Yan Sanhe asked in a calm tone: "Then you just watch your sister being molested?"

"..."

Xie Zhifei only felt pain in his head, his heart, and his whole body, and he needed to take some time off.

This man is good at everything, but his temper is like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard, and he still insists on quarreling with others.

"Thank you for bailing me out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to be frozen.

(End of this chapter)