Fragrant Jiuzhong

Yan Xiangluo is not stupid. She is a stranger, no, it should be said to be a strange ghost. She will not be a virgin and help anyone and any ghost unconditionally.

Didn't you hear him crying so sadly, shouting about his unjust death? If he asked himself to help him get revenge, would he have to agree?She already has a lot of troubles and doesn't want to cause any more troubles.

The man also knew that the help he wanted from Yu Xiangluo was a bit overwhelming, but he had died unjustly for so many years, and it was not easy for him to meet a heavenly master who could see him and talk to him. If she was unwilling to help him, it would be difficult for him. Let’s wait until the next Heavenly Master.

Then he can't avenge his unjust death in this life. Didn't he wait so many years in vain?

"I won't let your help go in vain, I will pay you." The man said immediately.

Yan Xiangluo looked at the man and said, "You are just a ghost now. What reward can you give me? You should have seen that I just refine a pill for others, and the price is not something ordinary people can afford."

The man said with certainty, "The reward I give you cannot be bought with wealth. I was the former head of the courtyard where you rented, and I was murdered by the current head of the house. He didn't know that only the successive heads of the family were handing over power. In order to avoid being discovered that I was killed by him, I stupidly took all the clan members out of here. As long as you help me, I will tell you the secret of the family."

Yan Xiangluo raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh."

The sound was neither high nor low, and he was obviously not interested in his family secrets at all.

The man was anxious, "Although it is our family's secret, it will be of great benefit to you, and I don't need you to help me get revenge. I just need you to tell my son the cause of my death."

Yan Xiangluo glanced at the man and thought for a moment, it wouldn't be impossible if he just sent a message.Although the owner of this courtyard moved away from Yaoguang City, they did not sell the house here, but rented it out, which shows that they did not move too far away. They should consider that this is the courtyard left by their ancestors, so left behind.It won't take much time to send a letter.

"Is it just a matter of sending a message?" Yan Xiangluo asked.

Seeing that Yu Xiangluo had relaxed her mouth, the man immediately said, "Yes, just send me a message."

Yan Xiangluoyou asked, "If he doesn't believe me, isn't this message in vain? Isn't it okay without you?"

Yan Xiangluo didn't believe that it was just a message. Not to mention how many years he had been dead, since he and his son didn't know each other, why should they believe him?

The man's soul became much darker, "He will believe it."

Yan Xiangluo raised her eyebrows and asked, "How many sons do you have?"

The man's soul froze again, "Just one."

Although Yan Xiangluo didn't want to hit him, she still said matter-of-factly, "Are you sure he is still alive in the world?"

Yuan Xiangluo felt that even if they killed you, how could they still keep your son and wait for him to find out how hard it is to take revenge?
The man was stunned. He had never thought about this problem. For the sake of his position as the head of the family, his younger brother would dare to harm his own brother, let alone a nephew.

If it were him, he would kill his nephew to avoid future troubles.

After a while, the man finally made a decision, "If my son lives in the world, you tell him how I died. If he is no longer alive, our deal is considered complete."

He accepted his fate. If his son was really no longer alive, there would be no way to avenge him in this life. The clan would not avenge a dead former head of the family. If he was not willing to give in, he would have no choice.

Yan Xiangluo has the power of soul control and can clearly sense the man's emotions and knows that he made a decision out of helplessness.He didn't say anything too harshly, and comforted him, "I'm just telling you the worst outcome of the matter first. If your son is smart enough, he will naturally have a way to survive."

The man's mood indeed improved, and he obviously thought his son was a smart man.

"You agreed?" the man asked.

Yan Xiangluo curled her lips, "I want to know first whether your family's secrets are really useful to me."

The man hesitated for a moment and then said, "Well, anyway, this secret is destined to be buried after my death, which also means that this secret guarded by my ancestors has no connection with the family, so I will tell you, no matter whether you agree to help me or not."

Yan Xiangluo raised her eyebrows. This man was not stupid. He knew how to maximize the benefits of things. How could he be so calculated by his own brother?
"Then let's talk." Although Yan Xiangluo is not a stingy person, it never hurts to be cautious.

As for the family secrets he mentioned, she believed it was true that the man said they were useful to her. After all, he was a soul and had nothing to exchange with her except these.

The man said to Yan Xiangluo, "The secret is in the room you live in."

Yan Xiangluo raised her eyebrows, the secret was in the room where she lived?
Yan Xiangluo immediately ruled out that their family's secret was a treasure trove. After all, she had clouds and covering the sky. No matter whether it was natural treasures, earthly treasures or any high-level medicinal materials, they could not escape the hands of these two little treasure-hunting experts.

Since neither Yun Tuan nor Zhe Tian told her that there was a treasure in this room, then the secret the man mentioned was definitely not a treasure hiding place.

Yan Xiangluo looked around the room and said, "Just be direct, my time is precious."

Knowing that she was impatient, the man immediately floated to the dressing table, pointed at a place and said, "If you click here, the dressing table will move away."

Yan Xiangluo stood up and came to the dressing table. She looked at where the man was pointing, which was the center of a flower among the patterns carved on the dressing table.

If the man hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have realized that the heart of the flower was actually a mechanism.

Yan Xiangluo pressed Hua Xin down, and the dressing table moved to one side with a squeak.

Immediately, a secret compartment appeared on the wall behind. There was a square box in the secret compartment, one foot square in size.

When the man saw the box again he was very moved and said, "Take it out and I will tell you how to open it."

Yan Xiangluo took out the box and put it on the ground, then restored the dressing table to its original state.

The man squatted down and looked at the box. He stretched out his hand to touch the box, but his hand went through and he couldn't touch anything.

He paused his hands and sighed, he was already dead.

What his ancestors had guarded with their lives for generations was now nothing to him.

"Push the sun on the lid of the box into Yue Ya's arms, and the box will open." The man looked up at Yan Xiangluo, who was still standing, pointed at the pattern on the box, and made a demonstration.