My master is invincible

Chapter 1809 Yin Yang Rice (13)

When the woman heard my question, she looked around and saw no one, so she moved closer to me and said in a low voice, "I have lived here for more than twenty years, and I know something about Mrs. Yuan. She is like an iron cock laying eggs, she is very stingy."

Ok?
stingy?

That's right, at that old lady Yuan's age, she has suffered a lot before, so she naturally knows how to save money, so it's no wonder that she is not stingy.

Wait, no, since Mrs. Yuan is stingy, how could she trade the house all of a sudden.

Thinking of this, I quickly looked over at the woman, and asked her, "What else does Mrs. Yuan do besides being stingy?"

She looked up at me and said, "Young man, don't you know that Mrs. Yuan is notoriously stingy on our side. Besides, this old lady is not even half-popular. Everyone who saw this old lady Yuan immediately ran away, to be honest, if I had known that I would be an interpreter for this old lady, I would never have come."

Hearing this, I became more and more puzzled. This old lady Yuan seems to be very easy to get along with. Besides, isn't Chen Mu also very kind to old lady Yuan?
I expressed this doubt.

As soon as she heard it, she said: "You said that little girl, isn't she just looking for some money, otherwise, how could she get close to that old lady Yuan."

Now, I found that Mrs. Yuan had some questions, so I was about to ask a few more questions, but the woman said, "Young man, for the sake of the 50 yuan, I have already told you so much." , I’m afraid that if I say more, Mrs. Yuan will trouble me.”

"What trouble can she cause you?" I asked suspiciously.

This time, she did not speak directly, but glanced at the old lady Yuan's house, and after half a minute, she slowly said: "Young man, I heard from the neighbors that the old lady understands Demonic methods can harm people, and those who offend her will fall ill within half a day."

what?
I exclaimed, and looked at the woman in disbelief, this is so evil, I was about to speak, but the woman didn't know what was going on, and suddenly put her hands on her abdomen and squatted down.

I asked her what was wrong, but she didn't speak.

What puzzled me was that when the woman squatted down, her complexion suddenly changed, she was pale, pale, and bean-sized drops of sweat overflowed from her forehead.

"Auntie, are you okay?" I quickly squatted down and asked.

With a painful look on her face, she trembled: "It's her, it's her, she must have done something to me."

I want to laugh, but the reason is simple. When I took this woman to see Mrs. Yuan, she never touched this woman. contact!

As the folks often say, sweating (lao) must also have physical contact with people, otherwise, everything is empty talk.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the woman thought I was scared, so she didn't speak any more. She held her belly and ran outside. I asked her why she was going. Otherwise, the next half month will definitely be difficult.

Looking at the woman's back, I wanted to chase after her, but thinking that the woman was already a shadow of a snake to Mrs. Yuan, I reckoned that even if I found her, she might not say anything.

Thinking up to this point, I didn't catch up anymore, and my mind was full of the woman's previous words.

According to what the woman said, I can confirm three points, one is that Mrs. Yuan is very stingy, the other is that her relationship with others is not good, and the third is that she knows the magic tricks to harm others.

Combining these three points, I began to feel a little apprehensive. How could such a stingy old lady be willing to use a house worth 500 million for a funeral.

In this way, there are only two possibilities. One is that the old lady loves her old man so much that she will spend all her wealth to let her old man be buried in peace, and the other is that this old lady Yuan is a bit secretive the goal of.

Honestly, I'm more willing to believe the first one.

To talk about the reason, I believe that Mrs. Yuan's marriages in that era were all golden marriages, and they were supported until old age, unlike today's divorce, which is like a common meal.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and went straight back to my room without staying in place for long.

Before entering the room, I took a look at the house where Wen Xue lived, and I instinctively wanted to go in and have a look, and I even wanted to stay there for a night.

As for why I wanted to stay there for one night, I wanted to try out what it was like to live on top of the morgue, so that I could judge the ceremony two days later.

As this thought flashed across my mind, my heart became ruthless, and I didn't care too much about it, so I went straight to Wen Xue's room, because Wen Xue's things in this room had been emptied, and there were only a few boards on the bed.

In desperation, I had no choice but to go to my room to fiddle with some quilts. Considering that this house is a bit evil, I put the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword under the pillow.

With all this sorted out, I lay in bed, weighing the pros and cons of the whole thing.

Probably when I was lying down, because I had an appointment with Mrs. Yuan, I had to watch her transfer money every night when I was sleeping, so tonight was no surprise.

Immediately, I slowly got up and walked straight to the door.

Just before I had walked three steps, there was a low humming sound suddenly from behind me. The sound was so weird, as if someone was beating an iron tool.

After listening to it, I was puzzled, and I found that the humming sound came from under the pillow.

Ma De, hell, there is nothing under this pillow except a fire dragon pure yang sword, and this fire dragon pure yang sword is an extremely yang thing. Logically speaking, if it is placed in this room, it will definitely Town evil.

However, the current situation is that there is a sound coming from the side of the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword.

What's going on here?

I swallowed, and slowly leaned over to the bed.

When I got to the bedside, I lifted the pillow and suddenly found that the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword was trembling slightly, and there were bursts of low humming sounds coming from the hilt of the sword.

Damn it, this Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword has been by my side for many years, and it has never shown anything unusual!

At the moment, I didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately touched the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword.

The moment my palm touched the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword, I was completely stunned. The Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword unexpectedly felt a chilly feeling, as if a thin layer of ice was covering it.

Damn it, really damned it, the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword is the most yang thing, when you hold it normally, you will feel a faint burning sensation, but now it actually feels cold, what's going on!
Is it because of the mortuary?

Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible, even though this mortuary is a bit evil, but the Fire Dragon Chunyang Sword is the treasure of our coffin bearers, how could it be possible to feel cold because of the mortuary.

(End of this chapter)