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Chapter 146 Don’t rush to expose her tonight

Yang Liang felt as if thunder was exploding.

Lu Xiuyuan only has one daughter, and judging from her appearance, she is only eight or nine years old at most.

So, who was the woman I saw last night?

Is it really a hell?
Unconsciously, Yang Liang's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Young Master, Young Master..." Lu Xiuyuan called out twice and said, "Young Master is probably really sick. You might as well stay here for a few more days."

Yang Liang managed to calm down. After all, he had seen the world, how could he be easily frightened.

So what if there is a female ghost? How can I, a decent young man, still be afraid of ghosts?

She said she would come to see her tonight, and she would catch her and question her to see if she was a human or a ghost.

In the warm hall in the square, three people hugged the stove, and Yang Liang taught Lu Yuanyuan how to read and write.

Lu Xiuyuan watched from the side.

Yang Liang picked up his pen and wrote down a word on the paper.

"Good word!"

Lu Xiuyuan couldn't help but praise it and said: "This calligraphy is so powerful that it won't take 20 years of effort to write it down."

"Sir, are you 20 years old this year?" Lu Xiuyuan asked.

"No."

Lu Yuanyuan looked at her father.

Lu Xiuyuan touched his nose and said, "Did you see it? Sir, he started practicing calligraphy before he was born. Unlike you, you only know how to play when you are so old."

At this time, a man who looked like a butler appeared outside and greeted him outside.

Lu Xiuyuan walked over and chatted with the other party for a few words, then walked back to the house and said, "Master Li, I'm really sorry. Something happened suddenly. I'm tired of mundane things when I'm in the world. I'll leave it to you, little girl..."

Lu Xiuyuan cupped his hands and left. After he left, Yang Liang and Lu Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then looked at each other almost at the same time.

Lu Xiuyuan was an old man, and Yang Liang didn't dare to tell him what he was talking about.But the little girl in front of me is only eight or nine years old, so why can't she ask some questions?

Maybe Lu Xiuyuan was simply lying to himself. If there was no one around here for dozens of miles, what would he be doing in such a hurry?

"Do you know kung fu?"

Before Yang Liang could speak, Lu Yuanyuan rushed to answer.

"Kung Fu, why do you ask?"

"Dad said you know swordsmanship and can scare away leopards," Lu Yuanyuan said.

Yang Liang coughed twice and said, "Look at how sick I am. I can be knocked down by a gust of wind. How can I know how to do that?"

Lu Yuanyuan snorted, looking extremely disappointed.

"By the way, have you ever been to the backyard?" Yang Liang asked softly.

"Backyard, what happened to the backyard?"

“Do you know what’s in the backyard?”

"There is a black dog in the backyard."

"Except the black dog."

"Besides the black dog, is there anything else?" Yang Liang lowered his voice and asked calmly.

"Besides the black dog, there's that thing." Lu Yuanyuan also lowered her voice.

"Oh? What is that thing?" Yang Liang leaned toward his ear.

"This is it."

Lu Yuanyuan suddenly stretched out her hand from under the table and shouted. Yang Liang jumped up in fright, and then saw Lu Yuanyuan laughing there.

What a mess!
If people scare people, they will scare them to death, okay?

Yang Liang was speechless for a while. What happened to little girls nowadays? They were only eight or nine years old and yet they were so weird.

"Hehehe."

Lu Yuanyuan covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Sir, there is nothing in the backyard except a black dog."

"Really……"

"However, sometimes I hear crying there?"

"Real or false?" Yang Liang now has a clear mind and always puts a question mark on beautiful girls.

The more beautiful a girl is, the better she is at lying, even if she is only eight or nine years old.

At night, Yang Liang sat in front of the window, with a book of poems open in front of him.

The moon crept up quietly, and Yang Liang listened to the cold wind howling outside, holding his chin and thinking silently.

According to my own observations, there must be a ghost in this house.But both Lu Xiuyuan and Lu Yuanyuan were very vivid and didn't look like ghosts at all.

Could it be that I am overthinking it?At this time, the oil lamp burst into flames, and a beautiful shadow appeared in front of the door.

Yang Liang opened the door and saw the woman standing in front of the window, her expression still the same as yesterday.

"Sir, it's cold in the house. I'm here to bring you some hot tea."

How dare you come!
Yang Liang secretly thought, no matter you are a human or a ghost, I will expose you.

"What poem are you reading today, sir?"

"This poem was written by a predecessor. It reminds me of someone I miss. I am far away from home, and I feel something that resonates deeply in my heart..."

The sky outside the window is filled with ice and snow, and the lights in the house are flickering. The woman is sitting in front of the window, chewing the aftertaste of the poem.

"Sir, what does this poem mean?"

Yang Liang looked at her confused eyes and thought, let you pretend, I will expose you later.

"This poem means that there is a person in my heart, far, far away, there is something in my heart, I don't know who to tell..."

After hearing this, the woman burst into tears and said, "It's so good. The poem is well written and the young master can interpret it well..."

The woman's tearful eyes stared intently at Yang Liang. Looking at her stunning face, Yang Liang couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand and landed on her shoulder. The woman stood up and fell into Yang Liang's arms, their skin touching each other.

hot.

Could it be that the female ghosts in this world also have warmth?

She raised her head and pointed it at Yang Liang's chin: "Master, I'm cold."

Female ghost, don't try to bewitch me!

Then I thought about it, even ghosts should be divided into good and bad.

Such a beautiful female ghost must not be too bad.

Don’t rush to expose her tonight. If she comes again tomorrow, I will definitely not let her go.

Hey!

A pillow of absurdity.

At dawn, Yang Liang woke up from bed and found that his clothes were completely undressed.

But there was no trace of the woman in the house.

Is it a dream? Why is it so real?

When Lu Xiuyuan saw him again, he found that his expression was gloomy, not at all as high-spirited as when he first met him.

"Master Li, did you not sleep well?"

"Slept so well."

"Uh... little girl, you will come over soon. Do you want to ask Mr. Li for advice?"

"To be honest, your daughter is very talented, but she doesn't like to read and practice calligraphy. I am not very talented and have little knowledge. I really can't teach her."

Yang Liang looked up at the sky and said, "When will it get dark?"

Lu Xiuyuan was startled and said, "Sir, has it just dawned?"

"Um……"

Night, with fixed steps, comes neither early nor late.

With three gentle knocks on the door, Yang Liang immediately opened the door and saw the woman standing outside.

Before Yang Liang could say anything, she got into Yang Liang's arms and blocked her mouth.

What a cunning female ghost, how can I expose you?

Wait a minute, it won’t be too late to reveal it tomorrow.

A few days later, this woman came to have a private meeting with Yang Liang every night. Yang Liang beat his chest during the day, and day after night at night.

On this day, the woman came to have a private meeting with Yang Liang again.

The two were sleeping on the bed as usual. In his sleep, Yang Liang suddenly heard a rustling sound.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw the woman naked and quietly leaving the bed.

Yang Liang subconsciously reached out, grabbed her wrist, and said, "What do you want to do?"

The woman was startled, turned around, and met Yang Liang's eyes.

Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she looked at Yang Liang intently, her lips opening and closing as if she wanted to say something.

Yang Liang couldn't hear what she said, but looking at the movement of her red lips, it seemed that she was saying:

Help!

(End of this chapter)