C2 People Who Are Not Afraid of Ghosts

The night slowly came and the wind became gloomy and scary, the dark clouds blocked the moonlight and the dark night seemed to reach out from the darkness at any time to pull people in, never to see the sun again.

Yuen Qing leaned against the door and carefully poked her head out to take a look. Looking at the empty door, she frowned and thought, What should I do now? Who am I? The memorial tablet said Yuen Qing's position. I am Yuen Qing. Then I am dead, right? What does it matter if I find out? Zombies? Living corpses? Why is this place so deserted? Is this an empty village?

Yuen Qing knocked her head, My head hurts. Why can't I remember anything? Forget it. Living is the most important right now. Then am I still alive or not? En, there is warmth, it is a living person. When that beast wakes up, I see that he has become a cripple, why not kill him? Otherwise, he'll go and harm people... Hehe, the night when the moon is dark and the wind is strong, killing people at night...

"Zijun, hurry up, otherwise my dad will find out." In the night, two figures scuttled and hurried footsteps sounded out, "Xiuxiu, slow down and run. Be careful of falling." Faang Zijun shouted at Xiuxiu from behind.

Xiuxiu stopped and angrily stomped her feet. She complained, "Seriously, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have brought you here! My dad knew that I secretly ran out and he should have scolded me again!"

"Xiuxiu, don't be angry. I'll be quick." Faang Zijun quickly followed with a face full of grievance.

When they reached the door of Yuen Qing's house, Faang Zijun looked inside and complained, "Why didn't you light the lamp? There isn't even a lantern at the door. How can we go inside in such darkness?"

"You should speak less. Don't you know what's going on with her? Seriously, quickly take out the fire piston and light the candle. Let's go in and take a look... "

"Then why didn't you light it just now..."

" Didn't you want to be discovered!? Hurry up." Xiuxiu snatched the candle that had just been lit and slowly walked in.

Faang Zijun hurriedly followed. "Xiuxiu? Why aren't you leaving?" Faang Zijun went up and nudged Xiuxiu.

"Wuwu, Qing, who made your memorial tablet like this? Ah! Who is this?" Xiuxiu pointed to the person lying beside the pillar with a swollen face and cried out in shock.

"Who is it? Ah! How did it become like this... " Faang Zijun recognized Man Yuan and pulled Xiuxiu into his arms to comfort her." I'm not afraid. I'm here, Xiuxiu. "

"What are you guys doing? Are you here to find me?" A bitter voice sounded.

Xiuxiu's eyes were filled with horror. She mechanically lifted the candle, but she could not see anyone. The fear in her heart was even greater. She gritted her teeth as she spoke. "Qing, is that you? You are back?"

"Yes... Ah... It's me... I... I'm back... You... Who are you... Why are you looking for me..." It was another bitter and cold voice, but this time it came from behind Faang Zijun. It was like a cold winter wind suddenly came, making people shiver in fear.

Xiuxiu lifted the candle and saw Yuen Qing's "ghost shadow" unconsciously tremble. Faang Zijun hugged her even tighter. Xiuxiu broke free from Faang Zijun's embrace.

Faang Zijun was afraid and worried as he said, "Xiuxiu, what are you doing? Be careful..." Xiuxiu let out a low sobbing sound and said sadly, "Qing, you can't rest in peace even if you die..." With that said, she rushed over and hugged Yuen Qing. This gave Yuen Qing a scare as she pushed and asked, "I am a ghost, are you not afraid?"

"I am not afraid because I know that Qing will not hurt me no matter what... At the same time, Xiuxiu hugged even tighter.

When Yuen Qing heard this sentence, an image flashed in her mind - by the lake, two wet girls sat there panting. One was wearing a beautiful dress and the other was wearing cloth clothing. The beautiful girl said to the girl in cloth clothing, "We will be good friends from now on, the kind that we will be friends with for the rest of our lives." The girl in cloth clothing smiled sweetly and nodded obediently...

Yuen Qing's heart was filled with warmth. She unconsciously hugged Xiuxiu who did not know who was crying and gently said, "Don't cry, I am not dead yet. Did you not feel the temperature while hugging? "

Time seemed to have frozen and no one spoke. Xiuxiu also stopped crying and let go of Yuen Qing.

Faang Zijun subconsciously took a step back. His voice trembled, "How is this possible!? When Xiuxiu and I found you, you had already died a long time ago. Impossible..."

Yuen Qing walked over and pulled his hand over to her hand," Look, there is a temperature! How could a dead person have a temperature? " Faang Zijun stretched out his hand in disbelief and said to Xiuxiu in surprise and surprise," Xiuxiu, there really is a temperature. Qing did not die... " "

"Wah..." Xiuxiu cried even louder. "What's wrong? Are you so sad that I'm not dead?" Yuen Qing was puzzled. Xiuxiu wiped her tears and scolded, "What are you saying!? This was tears of joy! "

"What is going on?" Faang Zijun looked at the two of them. Yuen Qing pinched Xiuxiu's face and teased, "I went down to see Hades. He looked at me with disgust and said I was dead. There was a crying nose worm on top. Her tears almost flooded the palace. He kicked me up."

"Good, you actually learned to make fun of me!" Xiuxiu broke her tears into laughter.

"I am so hungry. Do you have any food?" Yuen Qing looked at Xiuxiu and asked.

"No. Who would bring food out? I think you won't be able to stay here any longer. Why don't you go to my house? My parents have gone out. There's no one at home. You can tell us more about it when you get there. " Faang Zijun held Xiuxiu's hand and said to Yuen Qing.

"Okay." Yuen Qing nodded like a chick pecking at rice. She had just walked a few steps when she suddenly remembered something. "Quick, help me carry him in. Carry him into the coffin." Faang Zijun walked over. "He's dead?"

" No, I didn't dare to kill him. I only taught him a lesson. He only breathed more and less."

" Serves him right! " Xiuxiu broke a mouthful on the side.

...

On the way to Faang mansion, Yuen Qing was like a child. She asked and asked about it, which made the two of them very helpless. Just like that, they walked for more than ten minutes.

When they arrived at the entrance of Faang mansion, the lanterns on the door lit up the door. There were tall walls on both sides of the door, and the words Faang mansion on the plaque were written in a forceful and forceful manner. Yuen Qing felt that even the door was so good, so the interior was definitely not that bad. She took a few steps forward and knocked on the door.

Faang Zijun pulled Xiuxiu up and the door opened. It was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. There were white silver threads hidden in his neat hair and a goatee. He had a kind expression on his face. When he saw Faang Zijun, he bowed respectfully and called out, "Young Master, Miss Li, you are back."

"Yes." Faang Zijun pointed at Yuen Qing and said, "Uncle Xiong, later you tell the servants to clean a guest room and come out. Tomorrow you take her to do some light work. Tell the others that she is your distant relative and come to you."

"Okay, what other instructions do you have?"

" Oh, right, find a few smaller sets of men's clothing and bring some food to my study later. Also, send someone to tell Uncle Li that Xiuxiu will be staying with me tonight."

" Yes, I will do it here. " Fang Xiong bowed and left.

"Let's go to the study."

"Well, are you married?" Yuen Qing asked sneakily. "No, Qing. Why do you ask such a question..." Xiuxiu was so embarrassed that her face turned red, "Qing, don't you remember? Zijun and I have been engaged since we were young..."

"Oh, a couple... Yuen Qing teased Xiuxiu and Xiuxiu stomped her foot. "Qing!..." " Faang Zijun hugged Xiuxiu's shoulder. His eyes were full of love.

Faang Zijun's study room was very big. The bookshelf leaning against the wall was filled with books. There were a few pots of butterfly orchids beside the bookshelf. There were a few shelves of antiques by the window. There was a variety of books on it. There was a yellow pear wood table as soon as he entered the room. There was a desk on the right side. It was filled with paper, ink, and inkstones. It was antique and had a lot of charm.

However, Yuen Qing was not interested, because she only wanted to eat now.

In the study room, Yuen Qing looked at the two of them carefully and only had a sigh in her heart - men are talented and women are beautiful.

Faang Zijun did not exaggerate his small square face. He had a face full of justice, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and clear eyes. His nose was slightly raised and the corner of his mouth gave a kind of warm feeling like a spring breeze. One look and one could tell that he was a handsome man.

Yuen Qing saw that the two of them were so compatible and felt happy in her heart.