The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 295
There happened to be an exquisite hexagonal palace lantern standing in the grass. The old woman's feet happened to be standing under the light, and a bright moon appeared on her feet.

However, this bright moon was a full five points darker than the bright moon on Jingchen's embroidered shoes, which she had only worn a few times.

Little Mr. Pei was shocked and confused.

How could an old woman who was emptying her bucket afford to wear shoes that cost five taels of silver?

Just when Mr. Pei was lost in thought, Yan Sanhe had already walked over without hesitation.

"Grandma, what's your name?"

The old woman turned around tremblingly, "You gave me the money, you can't take it back, you can't take it back!"

"Give it to you, it's yours."

While paying attention to the old woman's face, she continued tentatively, "I have seen the shoes on your feet outside, and you can see a bright moon under the lamp."

The old woman looked at Yan Sanhe at a loss and shrank her feet back little by little.

Yan Sanhe's voice suddenly became very soft: "It was at a funeral."

The old woman's wrinkled eyes twitched for no reason.

Yan Sanhe caught this twitch very clearly. After a few thoughts, she decided to have a real big adventure.

"The place where the funeral was held was a nunnery. The deceased nun's name was Jingchen. She said before her death that she was once the oiran of the Jiaofang Department and stayed here for nine years."

Yan Sanhe spoke very slowly, so slowly that Mr. Pei couldn't help but want to laugh, and now he said, "Goddess, you are really good at talking nonsense."

"She also said that she only had one good friend in the entire Jiaofang Division, and she also gave that person a pair of embroidered shoes worth five taels of silver."

The old woman's expression suddenly changed, and she started to tremble involuntarily.

"correct."

Yan Sanhe paused, "She is still in the nunnery of Shuiyue Temple, lighting an ever-burning lamp for that friend, wishing her everything goes well and she can escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

"Bah!"

Gong Tong fell again, and a few stains splashed on the corners of Yan Sanhe's clothes. Yan Sanhe did not dodge, but looked at the old woman intently with a pair of black eyes.

The old woman's two rows of teeth shook so hard that they bumped together. She squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth after a while: "Long, long, what's the name written on the long bright lamp?"

"This……"

Yan Sanhe's lips moved, as if he was hesitating whether to tell her or not.

But the old woman couldn't wait any longer, "Is it called Osmanthus fragrans?"

"That's right, it's Osmanthus fragrans."

While the old woman's pupils shrank, she grabbed Yan Sanhe's arm with force: "I am Osmanthus fragrans, I am Osmanthus fragrans, I am..."

Her grip became tighter and tighter, her voice became crazier and crazier, and her eyes looking at Yan Sanhe seemed to be bursting with fire.

Just when everyone was waiting for her to continue, she suddenly loosened her grip, sat down on the ground, and burst into tears for no reason.

An old woman's cry is like a demonic sound piercing the ears, which can lift the lid of a person's heavenly spirit.

Zhu Qing was so frightened that she quickly reached out and slapped her lightly on the back of the neck. When her crying suddenly stopped, the old woman slowly fell to the ground.

It just fell into a pool of stains.

What to do now?
Zhu Qing looked at Yan Sanhe with an apologetic look: "I'm afraid of recruiting people."

"It's okay." Yan Sanhe tilted his head: "Little Master Pei, what should I do now?"

How would I know?

Little Mr. Pei stared with a pair of innocent eyes, but he still gave some advice: "How about... pinching people again to wake them up?"

It's okay to pinch yourself to wake up, but what about after you wake up?

She doesn't look like someone who can speak calmly. Will it arouse the Jiaofang Secretary's suspicion?
Yan Sanhe's cheeks tightened, "Zhu Qing, if I want to take this person out for questioning without him noticing, what can I do?"

Zhu Qing narrowed her eyes, "Miss Yan, are you sure she has something to do with Jingchen's inner demon?"

Yan Sanhe: "OK."

Zhu Qing frowned: "Why?"

"I didn't even say the name of Passing Water from the beginning to the end. I only mentioned the nunnery, Jingchen, embroidered shoes, oiran, nine years and other specious information..." Yan Sanhe: "She couldn't wait to say that she was Osmanthus fragrans. , want to be related to this specious information, why is that?”

Zhu Qing couldn't answer, so he could only shake his head honestly.

"If you and Xie Zhifei were separated by more than ten years, and if one day you overheard someone mentioning the third master, would your heart pound hard, and then rush over and grab that person and question him..."

Yan Sanhe didn't say anything further, but Zhu Qing already understood it completely.

Is the third master you are talking about the third master from Beijing?
Is he the third master of the Xie family in Beijing?
Is he the third master of the Wucheng Army and Horses Division?

I used to be Mr. San’s personal bodyguard!

I take care of everything inside and outside the Third Master!

This is the bond between old friends!
Although she wanted to understand, Zhu Qing still frowned: "Miss Yan, this matter is not easy. The Jiaofang Division is not somewhere else..."

"There is a way." Mr. Pei, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interrupted.

Yan Sanhe looked at him: "What can we do?"

Little Mr. Pei covered his lips and coughed a few times: "Where can I not be sad? How about seeing the autumn moon in Guanshan?"

Yan Sanhe's heart was shocked, and he looked at him with dark eyes, "Are you sure?"

Little Mr. Pei's eyes and eyebrows flew up proudly: "If you are sure, I will be sure."

Yan Sanhe: "Can you?"

Little Mr. Pei patted his chest: "You don't want to know what my last name is?"

Yan Sanhe: "I'm not worried about this. I'm worried about another thing."

Little Mr. Pei leaned close to Yan Sanhe and said nonchalantly: "As long as you are here."

Yan Sanhe smiled at little Mr. Pei without hesitation, and said decisively: "Then let's go to the mountains to see the autumn moon!"

Little Mr. Pei was shaky and looked like he was out of breath.

It’s over, my soul has been seduced by her again!

On the side, Zhu Qing suddenly felt unprecedented pressure.

Compared to Ding Yi, I am a smarter person anyway, so why am I so stunned that I can’t understand a word?
At this time, I saw little Master Pei flying into the air. He shook his head and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. He shook it at Yan Sanhe and said, "300 taels per pill!"

"unwilling?"

"Who said you can't bear it?"

Little Master Pei poured out a black pill, "Zhu Qing, open her mouth and put this pill in."

At this point, Zhu Qing finally understood:

Where can I not be sad? Guan Shan saw Qiu Yue here with Yan Sanhe and Little Pei, which also had another meaning: escape to death.

Therefore, their conversation translated into human language is:

Yan Sanhe: Do you have the ability to let this person escape?
Little Master Pei: I don’t have it, but my Pei family does.

Yan Sanhe: Did you bring it?

Little Mr. Pei: It’s on me.

Yan Sanhe: When such a person dies, the grave will most likely be thrown into mass graves. Do you dare to go?
Little Master Pei: If you are here, there is nothing I dare not do.

Yan Sanhe: Then escape to death!
Zhu Qing opened the old woman's mouth, stuffed the pills in, then stood up and asked Yan Sanhe for instructions with his eyes.

Yan Sanhe was silent for a moment, "Go and inform Huang Qi, Li Buyan, to withdraw."

"What about my grandfather?"

Yan Sanhe was choked by the question, and his eyes became entangled again in a place where outsiders could not see.

However, the confusion only lasted for a moment before she made a decision.

"Go and inform him and withdraw together first!"

In the distance, a certain man's heart exploded with unscrupulousness, and he slowly walked out of the shadows.

(End of this chapter)