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Qi Qiuning looked at the huge coffin. No matter how luxurious and wealthy he was in life, after death he would be nothing more than a coffin and a cemetery.

His expression was cold and his eyes were indifferent. He looked at a coffin without any hint of fear. He had seen many dead people. It could be said that he had climbed out of the pile and had long forgotten what fear and fear were.

, perhaps, he may have been numb for a long time.

On the other hand, the little maid on one side huddled her body in the corner, her eyes constantly looking around, as if a ghost would appear at some point.

Qi Qiuning stood up, his body stiffened slightly. He suddenly turned around and strode away from here.

"Master, do you want to leave..." The maid stammered and asked Guan Guan, "Do you want to leave? Let her stay here alone."

Qi Qiuning didn't answer, and he didn't even stop.

Izhi was about to leave, but when he saw the scared look on the little girl's face, he had to turn back again. He took his folding fan, followed it with his naturally smiling eyes, and then hit the little girl with the fan.

Ring's head.

"You don't have to be so scared. If you don't do anything bad on weekdays, there won't be ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. It's not you who killed the person. Why are you so afraid?"

It was really painful to stand without knowing the pain in the back. The little maid was still huddled up, and her poor little face turned pale with fright. She was right to say that, but it was so difficult to let a big living person stand in front of a coffin, especially like this.

Everyone is afraid of being empty and in the dark.

There is nothing I can do about this. Izhi spread his hands to express that he was helpless. He could not accompany her to keep vigil here.

Then she shook her head, and finally left. The little maid shrank her body at the door, feeling only the gloomy wind gusting around her, and the white spirit comic hanging in front of the coffin also rose up.

"Young madam," the little maid clasped her hands and kept begging, "This is none of my business, it's none of my business. I didn't harm you. If you have a spirit, if you want to find someone to take revenge,

", don't look for me," the candle in front of the coffin flickered again, Xiaoya hugged her head and almost screamed.

But people actually do have spirits.

Lian Wenyu was floating in the air at this time. She lowered her head, looked at her clothes, and then put her hand on her abdomen. She seemed to still feel the pain of being cut open. She walked lightly, wasn't it?

, should have floated out of the coffin, but stopped when walking past the little maid.

"Don't worry, I won't come looking for you," her vague voice also followed Wu Gen, because even she herself was Wu Gen.

She couldn't walk, she could only float, just like that, because she was dead and now she was just a wisp of living soul.

She passed through that little maid's body, but she felt extremely sad and angry in her heart. She and Wen Yu's life had indeed been a mistake.

She wants to find her child, she wants to take revenge on those two people, she wants to become a demon, and she wants to kill them.

There was a wave of hatred and resentment in her heart that could not be resolved. However, when she came out and looked at the white lanterns in the yard, this resentment turned into a kind of sadness, extremely painful sadness. Who should she blame?

Qi Junran complained about Xuerong and Xuerong's mother, but in the end, she found that all the complaints she had come and complained about were all her own fault.