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"Is the master there?"

After hearing this voice, Su Changqing glanced out the door.

I found a middle-aged woman standing in the doorway outside, hesitating.

And this middle-aged woman looks like her family is very wealthy.

Although the face has left a trace of age, the figure is well maintained, and at the same time it adds a touch of maturity, and it is also a long leg with a proud snow ball.

"This sister, is there something wrong?"

At this time, Su Changqing asked.

After the beautiful woman listened to that sister, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"Little Master, is your master there, I want to find your master."

After listening, Su Changqing glanced at the beautiful woman and thought of his grandfather.

I was shocked.

The woman in front of her should have anything to do with her grandfather, right?

But turning his head and thinking about it, Su Changqing still felt that it was unlikely, after all, his grandfather was extremely serious, and he didn't seem to be interested in women.

Then, Su Changqing let the beautiful woman in and poured her a glass of water.

"My grandfather is also my master, his old man has left, you can tell me something."

Su Changqing sat opposite the beautiful woman and said.

"Huh?"

The beautiful woman was a little surprised after hearing this.

"But my daughter said, there is a master here!"

There was a hint of complaint in the beautiful woman's tone, which added a little cute charm to her, more like a coquetry.

"She also said that if you meet Master Changqing, you must be invited to go home."

"My daughter likes to watch Master Changqing live broadcast the most, she said that she had already said this last time, but your master ignored her."

The beautiful woman then continued.

"Huh?"

At this time, it was Su Changqing's turn to be stunned.

This feeling is a misunderstanding for both of them.

"Ahem, sister, in fact, I am Su Changqing."

Su Changqing said slowly, after listening, he thought about it, as if someone really said so.

"This... Little brother, you are Master Changqing?

"Oh, great, please save us."

At this time, the beautiful woman was excited and took Su Changqing's hand.

Su Changqing became a little nervous at this time, because the beautiful woman's slender hand was grasping herself.

"Ahem, if there is anything, you say it first."

Su Changqing blushed slightly and withdrew his hand.

After hearing this, the beautiful woman also smiled slightly: "My name is Mu Yue, if the master likes to call me sister, then call me sister Yue."

"Actually, here's the thing, I bought a new house some time ago, I live in it with my daughter, but I don't know why, every night when I go to bed, I can hear the sound of singing, accompanied by screams, and the sound of fighting."

"At first we thought someone was playing a prank, but after a few days of searching, we didn't find any traces."

"Later, the strange sound became clearer and clearer, accompanied by gusts of dark wind, my daughter also said, maybe met a ghost, she said that there happened to be a very powerful anchor, so she called me over to ask you to help see."

Mu Yue's eyes gradually darkened.

Hearing this, Su Changqing also glanced at Mu Yue seriously.

Suddenly, he saw a pinch of hair on Mu Yue's head that did not belong to herself.

Then, Su Changqing slowly stood up, came to Mu Yue, and reached over to touch her hair.

After walking in, a faint fragrance came to the nose.

And Mu Yue's face was slightly red, and her hands were rubbing nervously.

Su Changqing shook his head and concentrated on finding the hair on Mu Yue's head.

In the next second, Su Changqing took down that handful.

At this time, there was still a burst of yin qi on his hair.

"This?"

"Why did I lose my hair?"

Mu Yue was shocked, and then thanked Su Changqing: "Thank you Changqing, I don't even know when I lost my hair."

Su Changqing shook his head after hearing this.

"This hair is not yours."

Seeing Su Changqing's serious eyes, Mu Yue's eyes showed a touch of fear.

Because water was constantly dripping from his hair at this time, it would have been impossible if Su Changqing had put it in his sleeve beforehand.

"That... So what is it?

Mu Yue asked with some stammering, at this time she had vaguely felt something.

"Forget it

, I'd better go with you!"

Su Changqing then got up and planned to go out with Mu Yue, and his eyes became solemn.

Because on this hair, Su Changqing saw a thick resentment, and also smelled the smell of blood.

However, this kind of bloody smell, Mu Yue naturally can't feel it.

But Mu Yue stood in place, looked at Su Changqing and whispered: "My house may be a little far away, Changqing, you better bring a change of clothes, you will live there at night."

After hearing this, Su Changqing shook his head.

"It's not appropriate for me to live there as a big man."

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yue looked at Su Changqing, and said with a trace of sadness in her eyes: "There is no man in my family, and my husband died ten years ago.

Su Changqing also apologized after listening to it: "Sorry, then I will go and pack up now."

Then, Su Changqing immediately entered the room and put the change of clothes in his backpack.

Just as he was about to go out, he also came to his grandfather's spiritual hall.

After lighting three sticks of incense, Su Changqing knelt on the ground and worshiped three times.

"Grandpa, I seem to have met a grudge this time, but don't worry, I will definitely solve this matter smoothly."

After inserting the incense, Su Changqing saw the wooden sword next to the spirit card.

This wooden sword is the wooden sword that the old man used to be a treasure when he was alive, and he has to wipe it every day, and he is reluctant to take it with him when he goes out.

He also told himself every day that this sword was called the Seven-Star Sword, made of 10,000-year-old dragon wood, and it was handed down from the generation of the ancestors.

Su Changqing hesitated, then took out the wooden sword and put it in the Tower of Babel.

In fact, Su Changqing planned to put the clothes on his body into the Tower of Babel, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

After preparing everything, Su Changqing and Mu Yue came outside.

At this time, Su Changqing saw a Rolls-Royce parked outside.

"Let's go!"

Mu Yue smiled, and then sat in the back row with Su Changqing.

Su Changqing only had one thought in his mind at this time, that is, whether he was rich except himself.

"Actually, after my husband left, I sold all the company's things, and the money was enough for me to use for a lifetime."

"It's a pity that I left ten years ago because I was seriously ill and didn't have a good time."

Mu Yue also realized Su Changqing's surprise, and then explained.

Su Changqing nodded and did not speak.

At this time, the car also started slowly and drove in the direction of Mu Yue's house.

"My home is more than two hundred kilometers away from here, if you are sleepy, you can lean on my shoulder."

At this time, Mu Yue looked at Su Changqing and showed a sweet smile.

This smile made Su Changqing suspect that she was not like someone who had given birth to a daughter at all.