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Chapter 85

The Night of Death

At first, Su Yunqing didn't take it seriously, just thinking that he had made a mistake.

But as he turned to one side and prepared to enter the house, another white shadow floated in front of his eyes. When he came back and looked carefully, there was still nothing.

When Song Qiwen mentioned the matter about his master just now, he was not without fear. At this moment, phantoms appeared repeatedly in front of his eyes. Su Yunqing immediately became alert, walked down the steps, looked further away, and asked in a low voice

Said: "Xijun, is it you, Xijun? It's already so late, so don't wander around outside. Go back to bed early."

Of course, no one responded to him, so he had no choice but to think that he had seen it wrong, but he did not dare to stay outside anymore, so he returned to the room in dejection and locked the door.

After returning to the house, he was still uneasy. He glanced out several times against the crack of the door to make sure that there were no shadows or sounds, and then confirmed that he had a false alarm. He also blamed Song Qiwen for talking nonsense and insisting on doing things properly.

disturb his mind.

But he finally put out the light with peace of mind and went back to bed to sleep.

After a night of trouble, he was very tired and fell asleep without even realizing it.

In this dream, he actually dreamed of his master.

Still dressed as Li Huiniang, she sang the lyrics: "Three souls are out of the body, seven souls are leisurely going to the underworld! In front of Yan Jun's palace, the injustice is complained..."

Su Yunqing was so frightened in his dream that he knelt down in front of his master.

"Master, is it really you, Master? You want to go to Yan Jun to complain about your past grievances. Why don't you explain it to your disciple first, so that your disciple can invite a Taoist priest to perform salvation for you."

Unexpectedly, when his master saw him, he suddenly showed a fierce look on his face, strangled his neck, and pressed him step by step, crying: "You bastard who refuses to save me, give me your life! Give me your life!"

In the dream, Su Yunqing was almost out of breath. He was so frightened that when he woke up from his dream, he realized that his own hands were squeezing his neck and he could not let go for a moment.

He thought he was having a nightmare, so he had to breathe hard to calm himself down.

Unexpectedly, he saw his room door open and Li Huiniang's voice rushing outside the window.

"Yun Qing, Qi Wen, I died so unjustly...two evil disciples! Give me back my life! Give me back my life!"

Su Yunqing's eyes bulged in shock and she wanted to run away, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead and she was trapped in the bed unable to move.

Just when he was extremely frightened and had nowhere to escape, he suddenly saw clearly the image of Li Huiniang appearing outside the door, approaching him as if floating.

"Give me my life! Give me my life!"

"Ah! I was wrong! I was wrong Master, please spare me! Don't take me away, Master! Ah! Ah!! Ah!!!"

As Li Huiniang approached, Su Yunqing was so frightened that she fainted.

Xibao didn't expect Su Yunqing to be so unafraid. Fortunately, she just took advantage of Su Yunqing to sneak into his house to hide while he was walking down the steps to look for ghosts. She also prepared many little tricks for him.

Just now there was foreplay, and he fainted from fright.

Xibao had no choice but to quickly clear the battlefield, untied the quilt she had just tied at the foot of the bed to trap Su Yunqing, and left before Song Qiwen heard the sound and rushed over.

She fled the front yard with her front legs. Song Qiwen ran over with his clothes on his back legs. When he saw Su Yunqing's door was wide open, he felt something was wrong. He rushed in before he could knock on the door. When he saw that something was wrong with Su Yunqing, he shook her hard for a long time before calling out.

Awake.

"What happened to you? Why don't you close the door when you sleep at night?"

As soon as Su Yunqing opened his eyes, he shouted that there was a ghost. When he saw that the person coming was Song Qiwen, he explained carefully: "I saw Master, an old man, and he was screaming for my life."

Song Qiwen just thought that Su Yunqing had a nightmare, and hurriedly comforted him: "It's my fault for talking too much just now, which has caused you trouble. Don't take it too seriously. Didn't I say that I would give it to our master for two days during the Ghost Festival?"

Do you want to burn paper money? We will just burn more later."

"No, you don't understand. I really saw my master. Our master came to ask for my life."

Su Yunqing cried and cried, her three souls were so frightened that only one was left.

Song Qiwen couldn't believe it, so he could only comfort him and said: "Well, I don't think we need to wait until the Ghost Festival. Since Master entered your dream so early, I guess there is a shortage of money there, so we might as well wait until dawn

Just get ready and burn some paper for Master."

Su Yunqing couldn't help but look outside the hospital. After making sure that there was no more white shadows and no sounds in his ears, he finally felt at ease, but still refused to let go of Song Qiwen's hand.

"Then don't leave. Just stay with me. We'll get ready when it gets daybreak. Don't make Master unhappy if he waits too long."

Song Qiwen had no choice but to agree.

Xibao didn't have time to watch the scene where the two brothers were congratulating each other, but she was not idle all night. After all, the big show prepared for the two brothers had just begun, and there were a lot of things to prepare.

After dawn, she didn't sleep for a few more hours as Song Youzhen said, but got up early.

However, she didn't go to practice. She came to the kitchen early in the morning and took advantage of doing chores for the fireman to observe what was going on in Su Yunqing's house.

She saw Song Qiwen coming out of Su Yunqing's room, and not long after, she called Lin Buxifan in.

The fireman was still chatting with her.

"Girl, have you finished all the green onions I gave you the day before yesterday? I just went to the market to buy fresher ones. If you still want them, can I give you two more?"

Xibao shook his head at him.

"I always heard you say that the pancake rolls with onions are delicious, but I tried it myself and still can't stand the taste. It's too strong. You should keep the scrambled eggs."

Huo Fu himself is from Jinan Prefecture, and he likes to see people eat green onions and get burned badly, so he just laughs.

"Not just scrambled eggs? Stir-fried meat and stir-fried mushrooms are all delicious! If the accountant is willing to give up more money, I can make you a table of green onions."

Xibao was a little absent-minded. When she saw Lin Buxifan coming out of Su Yunqing's room, she ran all the way to the door.

"It's time for me to practice, Uncle Feng. I'll come back when I have time."

As she spoke, she chased after Lin Buxifan and stopped him.

"Lin Xiaofan, what are you doing alone so early?"

Lin Buxifan turned around and saw that it was her, but he wasn't that wary.

Although Song Qiwen and Su Yunqing have repeatedly told them to keep it secret, Xibao is very strict and will not tell outsiders easily.

"I didn't run away secretly. Isn't it the Hungry Ghost Festival? My master and the leader of the Da Song Dynasty said they would burn paper money for my master and asked me to buy it on the street."

"Then you don't have to go. I happened to prepare some yesterday. I planned to burn them for my family, but my master also prepared a lot. How about giving some to you?" Xibao said very sincerely, without any hint of trickery.

.

Lin Buxifan always felt uncomfortable.

“Is it too much to burn paper money for your family?”

Xibao didn't force it, he snorted softly and said: "I saw you going out so early and not having anything to eat when you came back, so I wanted to give you some mercy. If you don't appreciate it, forget it. I'll give everything to my family."

So what if it’s burned?”
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