Higher Level Wife

I waited for a long time, but did not wait for Fu Qiuning and the others to go out. Jin Cangfeng and Jin Cangjiao were on vacation this afternoon, and they finished their homework early. They were not in the study, but slept in their own room. Taking care of them, so Fu Qiuning and Yujie didn't leave the house at all.

　　 I waited for an hour, and seeing no more appearance, the people in the Fengxuan will have to turn off the lights and go to sleep this night. Yang Ming was really helpless, so he had to float down from the wall, let out a sharp ghost cry, and then floated back to the room.

　　 Sure enough, this ghost cries caught Fu Qiuning's attention. It also successfully frightened all the people who hadn't slept in Wanfengxuan. It's just that everyone's performance is shivering in the room, not daring to go out when they say anything, and even more timid, they are simply blindfolded on their heads, just like that pheasant.

　　 It's a pity that Fu Qiuning is not one of them. Not only that, but she always felt that this matter seemed strange, so regardless of the rain steps, she put a silver-red cloak on her coat and walked out of the house.

　　Rain rank is indeed terribly scared, but at this time, when will the unfaithful protector stay? Therefore, trembling and holding Fu Qiuning's hand followed, she looked like a bear bag, not so much a protector, but rather the master protecting her.

　　 "Where is the wrong soul entangled here? Haven't paper money been burned?" Fu Qiuning walked into the courtyard and asked in a deep voice.

　　 The cry just now is indeed a ghost cry, otherwise the wind would never make such a shrill sound, let alone this is the end of spring, where can such a north wind come from? .

Yang Ming floated in front of her again very bitterly, squeezing his throat and said mournfully: "I don't want to look at my eyes... I don't want to look at my eyes..." As he said, he spit in his heart, secretly spitting out. Pray to God, saying in my heart that I am sharing my sorrows for the Lord, God must be clear, this is not a curse, don’t anytime in the future, it really makes me dead...

　　 "Do you die?" Fu Qiuning frowned, wondering if it was really the soul of the concubine who was found adultery in this courtyard and suffered from Chentang? Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and said: "What if you die? Are you here because you are looking for me for help? Are you short of money or something? If I can help, I will try my best." Alas! Since everyone is a woman, just do what you can do.

　　What...what's going on? Want to help the ghost? Yang Ming almost planted from the tree, thinking that Lou has a long experience today, and there is such a woman in this world. Looking up at the opposite room, I saw that Master Xiao Hou was trying to squirm upwards, apparently he almost made his wife fall out of the room just now.

　　 "You don't look at your eyes... You don't look at your eyes..." Yang Ming didn't know what to do, so he could only repeat these two sentences sharply.

　　 "What's the use of just shouting there? Is it possible to stare at it with just a few shouts?" Fu Qiuning was a little impatient, secretly saying that if he did it, he had to have the courage to bear the consequences. What's wrong with running out like this? I'm not afraid of you, but the people in this yard are afraid. Ancient people's awe of ghosts and gods is incredible, let alone ancient people, even in modern times, aren't most people afraid of this thing?

　　 Yang Ming almost cried, wondering what can I do if I don’t shout? Master Xiaohou, you can’t tell me what to do next by sending a voice message to secretly tell me? Oh, yes, if Master Xiao Hou has this skill, he can probably pretend to be a ghost by himself.

　　 When Yang Ming was so sad that he was about to hit the tree with his head, Fu Qiuning actually sat down on the steps and sighed: "I know, you are the one in this yard, right?"

　　 What is Yang Ming thinking? Is there really an injustice in the night breeze hall of this mansion? He is now at a time when he has nothing to do. Since Fu Qiuning found a step, there is no reason to fall down the donkey, so he nodded quickly and screamed: "It's me, I can't die..."

"Don't call it, I've said it, isn't it a dead end if you call it?" Fu Qiuning interrupted him impatiently, suddenly remembering something, and then turned around and asked Yujie: "You see what the **** is Yujie? "

　　 Facts have proved that having someone around him who can remain calm at any time is very helpful to increase his courage. At the very least, Yujie is not as scared as before. She carefully identified the ghost standing on the branch, and said suspiciously: "Look at that long tongue, should it be a hanged ghost?"

　　 Yang Ming felt a deep despair. He was scared by pretending to be a ghost. He really felt that there was no need to continue. If you continue to play, it doesn't matter who is scared.

It’s just that the little Houye on the opposite side didn’t have the intention to get up. It was obvious that he was asked to continue acting. Yang Ming was too embarrassed to run away without success, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to stand on the branch. Fortunately, the branch was soft and he followed. The branches floated up and down, looking like ghosts erratic.

However, Fu Qiuning, who was on the opposite side, wondered: "Hanged a ghost? No, isn't the little concubine in this yard Shentang? That should be a water ghost. How could there be a hanged ghost?" Yang Ming: "Ghost girl, are you sure Lou is wrong?"

What? Shentang? Concubine? Yang Ming immediately pricked his ears. It is human nature to love gossip.

　　 was crying in his heart that he couldn't think that the Hou Mansion also had such a thing, he was poured cold water on his head by Fu Qiuning's next sentence.

　　 If I say that I am in the wrong place now, can I retreat with my whole body? Yang Ming hesitated, then looked at Xiao Hou Ye and found that he had disappeared on the roof, and he obviously knew that the situation was over. Yang Ming gave a thumbs up in his heart, thinking that he deserves to be Xiaohou. This grasp of the timing is so wonderful, if that is the case, then I should withdraw as soon as possible.

"Grandma, she... she's leaving now?" Yujie looked at the ghost in surprise from behind and floated out with a "whoo", his eyes widened: "Really...really leaving, could it? Are you really going to the wrong place?" Looking at her grandma, there are countless small stars in Yujie's eyes: Really, my wife admires grandma, so she sent away a ghost, ghost, it's really true. What a ghost.

　　 Fu Qiuning didn't have the idea of ​​Yujie at this time. She drew a soul in her heart, secretly saying why this thing is so weird? Since it is a ghost, how come you stand so far? Isn’t it said that ghosts like to float around the most in ghost novels? But apart from seeing her floating twice, I never saw her again.

　　 What's more, she drifted too fast, "swish" over, "wish" over, is there any ghost floating like this? Shouldn’t it just drift slowly, right?

　　 "Okay, go back to the house and sleep. If you are scared, sleep with me."

　　 Fu Qiuning stood up, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized it was very weird. He seemed to vaguely perceive something in his mind, but he couldn't catch it anyway. Had to put it down temporarily, got up and went back to the house to sleep with Yujie.

The next day, rumors of ghosts spread in Xingfengxuan. Of course, Yujie would not let go of this opportunity to promote the image of the fearlessness of his own master. The eloquent talked to the subordinates, but the jaws of everyone were surprised. Fell down.

　　 So, when Jin Fengju set foot in the evening wind xuan again in the evening, he finally lived up to his expectations and heard the comments from the people who swept the yard.

　　 "What? There are ghosts in Wanfengxuan?" Xiaohouye frowned, with a heavy worried look: "Are you sure? How can there be ghosts in the good? Could it be that this is an ominous place?"

The two servants straightened their chests immediately: "It's okay, it's okay, 1], Lord Hou, don't worry, the ghost and the mistress ran away after less than a few words. So the minions were not afraid, late Feng Xuan Feng Shui is very good, it must be very good, or else there can be smart and brave people like the mistress and the young lady?"

　　 Jin Feng took a mouthful of blood and couldn't squirt it out in his heart. He almost suffered internal injuries. He never expected that Fu Qiuning's positive and positive effects would be so powerful. For a while, I felt that I couldn't say anything, and I secretly complained to Yang Ming, thinking that you told me that you were just going down the donkey?

　　Quning said that you went to the wrong place, and you pretended to retreat in the wrong place. Why has it turned into a wasteland and fled now? God, the ghost face has lost you all.

　　 gritted his teeth secretly, UU read www.uukanshu. com came to Wanfengxuan, and I saw Fu Qiuning looking down and reading.

　　 Seeing him coming, he hurriedly put down his book, smiled and stood up and said, "Here is Xiaohouye? Rain step, pour tea."

"What book do you read?" Jin Fengju glanced at the book curiously. He had come to Wanfengxuan so many times and had never read Fu Qiuning. Generally, she was doing work or embroidering, so I saw her reading today. , Can't help but be a little curious.

　　 "It's just some weird stories." Fu Qiuning replied with a smile.

　　 Jin Fengju nodded, and said solemnly: "I heard that Wan Fengxuan is haunted, what is going on?"

"I just read the book and said that even if there are ghosts in this world, they are separated from yin and yang. Most of the so-called ghosts are made up of people. What's more, they simply live in people's hearts. What do you think of Xiaohouye? While talking, Fu Qiuning personally took out the tea cup from the tea tray held by Yujie, placed it in front of Jin Fengju, and looked at him like water.

　　 I don't know if it was because of the guilty conscience, Jin Fengju felt that Fu Qiuning's vision was particularly sharp, as if he had seen everything through. His heart jumped, but his face remained unchanged, and he smiled slightly with his jaw: "Qiu Ning is right, so many people scare themselves by themselves, but these servants in your evening wind porch may have been influenced by you. , One by one can be considered a bit courageous."

　　 Fu Qiuning smiled softly, and as his eyes flowed, he seemed to inadvertently glance at Jin Ming behind Jin Feng's lift. It is worthy of being Xiao Hou's follower, who has been born and died for so many years. In his heart, Jin Ming obviously started to play the drums, but his face was as calm as ever, but if he looked in the mirror, he would find that he should relax a little bit more.