I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 342 Sangque's Arrangement (asking for monthly ticket)
Wu Liang stretched out his hand, but Sang Que ignored him and kept his hands in his pockets.

Wu Liang smiled, but did not blame him. He took back his hand, leaned on his cane and limped out, "Come with me, I'll show you this place."

Sang Que followed Wu Liang, keeping a distance of three steps away.

The mountain ghost money was no longer effective here, and she couldn't use Yin Tong's ghost eyes either, so she couldn't see through everything about Wu Liang at a glance.

"There aren't many people in the old house, so you don't have to be nervous. There are only three of us in my generation, but your second uncle passed away last year. You've also seen that I have bad legs and feet, and it's congenital. All the men in my family are the same, and they are born with some kind of disability."

Sang Que frowned. If that was the case, He Bu Ning should also have a disability, but his limbs were intact. Could it be that he had a congenital heart disease or something, so Wu You integrated the Yin Fire into He Bu Ning's body?
He Buning seemed to have told her that he almost died when he was a child, and it was because of the Yin Fire that he came back to life and lived as a half-human, half-ghost.

The old house was very dilapidated. I walked for a long time without seeing a single living person. Many rooms were locked and I had no idea what was inside.

"There are only two great uncles left from your great uncle's generation. There are only three of us here now, so you don't have to be afraid. I heard that you have been practicing martial arts since you were young. The three of us have varying degrees of disabilities and are no match for you. By the way, the one who greeted you at the door just now was the housekeeper here. You can just call him Uncle Cai."

Wu Liang turned around and smiled gently at Sang Que. On the surface, he looked like a kind elder.

"This place is not very big, and due to special reasons there is no electricity, let alone internet, so it is indeed not suitable for living. But the house has to be guarded, so we stayed here. It's okay if you don't want to stay here. I can get you a piece of land in the village at the foot of the mountain and build a house you like."

Sang Que stopped walking and said, "Just say what you want to say. I'm not here to build a relationship."

Wu Liang turned around. They were standing in the corridor, with the yard next to them overgrown with weeds.

Wu Liang smiled bitterly, "You haven't lived here since you were a child, and I don't know how much you know about your own affairs. Maybe you have some misunderstandings about us, and these will take time to unravel."

Sang Que narrowed his eyes, "What if I don't have time?"

Wu Liang was very patient and did not show any anger. "You must have been to that world. Do you know that if our Wu family did not exist, this world would not be as prosperous as it is today? It might even become more chaotic than that world. We do not seek fame or wealth. We live in this shabby old house just to protect it."

"If you don't seek fame or fortune, then what you seek must be greater than fame and fortune." Sang Que said mercilessly.

Wu Liang lowered his head and smiled, "Okay, let's not talk about this issue. I can see that you are very resistant to everything we do. How about this, you stay here for one night, and after meeting the two uncles tomorrow, we will discuss what to do next?"

After saying that, Wu Liang pushed open the door next to him and walked in. Sang Que followed quickly, but when they reached the door, they found that the room was empty. Wu Liang just disappeared like that.

Without thinking, Sang Que knew that she was now trapped in this ancient Republican-era house and would definitely not be able to find a way out.

Maybe Wu Liang was still waiting for her to explore the ancient house, and then arrange something to scare her, letting her know that even if she was a witch, even if she possessed special powers, it would be useless here.

First give a show of force, then negotiate, it's all a routine, no sincerity!
Sang Que was not in a hurry at all. She adhered to the spirit of sleeping where she fell, and she never thought of going out to explore the ancient house.

Sang Que looked around the dark room. There was a table, a bed, and a retro dressing table that was often seen in horror movies. It looked creepy.

Sang Que went to the window and pulled down a piece of curtain to cover the mirror on the dressing table. She found that the bed in the room was surprisingly clean, and the bedding was new and not damp. She lay down on it directly.

In the past, she was the one who saved others, but this time, let others save her.

Rumble!
Silvery white lightning streaked across the night sky, making the entire old Republican-era mansion even more terrifying. …

At the foot of the mountain, Wujia Village.

Wu Cheng finally returned home and sat in the courtyard of the B&B to chat with her parents. She looked up at the mountain from time to time, feeling a little worried about the mulberry sparrow.

In Sang Que's room, her bulging backpack placed on the bed suddenly moved by itself, as if something inside was struggling to get out, but she didn't know how to open the bag.

The backpack bulged and rolled, then fell off the bed. The zipper was torn open a small way, and a tuft of pitch-black hair stuck out from inside, accompanied by mumbling sounds.

"My sister said that this weird bag can be opened by pulling something called a zipper. Where is the zipper?"

The tuft of hair was like a tiny tentacle, rolling and pulling at the bag everywhere. After searching for a long time, I finally found the zipper and pulled it hard.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"

Enduring the pain of her hair being caught, she finally unzipped the backpack, and a large pool of black hair poured out of the bag, gathering and rising on the spot, gradually forming the shape of a graceful girl. Her thick black hair covered important parts of her body, and her big eyes flickered as she looked around curiously.

"what is this?"

Xia Chan squatted beside the bedside table and poked the bedside lamp carefully with his fingers.

Xia Chan breathed towards the desk lamp, which did not go out. Xia Chan smiled foolishly, turned her head and saw the clothes folded into a square on the bed, she lowered her head and her cheeks blushed with shame.

After some effort, Xia Chan finally put on the sportswear set left by Sang Que. She was a head shorter than Sang Que, and the sleeves and pants of Sang Que's clothes were too long on her.

After putting on his clothes, Xia Chan put on the painting and backpack left by Sang Que, closed his eyes, and a tuft of hair on his head slowly rose up and extended towards the direction of Lei Shi Mountain.

Xia Chan was able to sense the location of the Sangque, so he breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that the Sangque was locked up in some strange place.

After everything was ready, Xia Chan sat obediently by the bed, with her long sleeves draped over her knees, like an elementary school student waiting to go out.

At the same time, Wu Cheng, who was chatting with his family in the yard outside, heard his cell phone vibrate. As soon as the person on the other end of the phone spoke, Wu Cheng immediately stood up, stood at attention, and had a serious expression.

After the person on the other end of the phone said a few words, Wu Cheng frowned, glanced at his confused parents, and finally shouted into the phone in a sonorous voice, "I promise to complete the task!"

After hanging up the phone, Wu Cheng said sorry to his parents and turned to walk towards the room where Sang Que lived during the day.

When he opened the door and saw that there was really someone inside, Wu Cheng opened his eyes wide in surprise.

This was on the first floor, and there were security nets on the windows. She saw with her own eyes that Sang Que went in alone and came out alone. After that, she stayed in the yard and didn't see anyone else go in. Sang Que's luggage was inside, and she paid special attention to it.

Where did this little girl with amazing volume of hair, innocent eyes full of stars, and smiling at her foolishly come from?

See you tomorrow~