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

Chapter 376 Weird
Even if they had predicted the way Lu Shi would meet them a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand times in advance, no one would have imagined that it would be like this.

A dignified second-rank official, all civil and military officials were frightened when they saw him, the most upright and upright imperial censor in the Chinese officialdom;
A 55-year-old man actually put on a theatrical robe and makeup to pretend to be a young scholar?
This, this, this...

Little Master Pei's breath was stagnant, his body leaned back, and he fell to the ground with the chair and fell on all fours.

opposite.

Xie Zhifei dug the corners of the table with both hands and stared at the scholar on the stage until his eyes were sore and he had not recovered from the shock.

"Yan Sanhe."

Little Mr. Pei struggled to get up from the ground.

"Master, I wasn't scared to death by ghosts, but I was almost scared to death by people. He, he, what is he going to do?"

Yan Sanhe couldn't utter a single word.

There have been so many times of dissolving thoughts and demons, but there has never been a time when I had so many thoughts in my mind, but I still couldn't find the most critical thread.

Not once did the incense burner appear in front of her in this way.

Almost all the incense burners knelt in front of her crying, repenting, and in pain.

"I do not know."

Yan Sanhe pinched his eyebrows hard, trying to calm himself down, "I don't know at all."

Xie Zhifei came back to his senses: "Then what should we do now?"

"I do not know either."

Yan Sanhe's mind went blank.

stage; stage

Scholar;

Lu Shi.

terrestrial;

Scholar;

stage.

Yan Sanhe murmured to himself: "Who is he acting for?"

"Miss Yan."

Zhu Qing's voice pulled Yan Sanhe's soul back abruptly, "Someone is looking for him."

Yan Sanhe turned around and saw the person coming, and stood up suddenly.

Lu Da took a step forward and said in a low voice: "My master asked me to tell Miss Yan that as soon as the play starts, I can help her transform her thoughts and demons."

what?
Yan Sanhe's heart palpitated like thunder.

what?
Mr. Xie was horrified.

what?
Little Mr. Pei was reduced to ashes.

"Manager Lu, to transform thoughts and demons, we need to prepare an altar, three plates of fruits, two candlesticks, and an incense burner. Your master needs to take a bath and change clothes, and light incense himself."

The darkness in Yan Sanhe's eyes suddenly turned into a dark light, piercing people's hearts.

"Also, your master needs to know clearly what her inner demons are?"

After hearing this, Lu Da frowned and said coldly: "I'm just a messenger."

"Miss, ma'am..."

At this moment, Li Buyan rushed into the private room like crazy, quickly took off his baggage, threw it on the table, and jumped on his feet: "It's so hot, so hot, so hot!"

Why does the baggage get hot?
There's nothing hot inside.

The expression on Yan Sanhe's face was like seeing a ghost, but this expression lasted only for a moment.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something. Without saying a word, she untied the bundle and took out a stick of incense.

A spark appeared at the top of the incense, and it actually ignited on its own.

Little Master Pei's face turned pale, and he fell to the ground again with a bang. His voice couldn't stop trembling, "This, this...is there a ghost?"

"What's going on, Yan Sanhe." Xie Zhifei was also panicked, so much that his voice was trembling.

When my father lit incense, it couldn't light when he clicked on the left or right. Why did he get here? The incense lit on its own. It was so damn weird.

Yan Sanhe didn't hear the two people talking at all.

She stared straight at the incense in her hand, her dark eyes shrinking to a tiny point.

It's lit.You lit it on fire yourself, right?

You can't wait any longer, right?
Yan Sanhe's internal organs seemed to have been hit hard by something, so that she still had something in her heart that she didn't have time to say:

He sang "The West Chamber" to you, right?
a long time.

Yan Sanhe said to Li Buyan in a very calm and low tone: "There seems to be an altar dedicated to Mr. Guan at the entrance of the theater. Go and get the incense burner."

Although Li Buyan didn't understand why, he rushed out after hearing this.

Zhu Qing looked at the incense, her scalp numb and said: "Miss Yan, what do you need me to do?"

Yan Sanhe was quiet for a moment, thinking of the first time he went to Lu Shi's room, and said softly: "Go to the garden and pick two osmanthus flowers."

"Yes!"

Yan Sanhe slowly looked at Lu Da, with a strange sense of resignation in his expression.

"Tell your master that the resolution of Jingchen's inner demons has already begun."

Lu Da showed no expression at all and turned around to leave.

Little Mr. Pei got up from the ground with a look of despair.

"Why did it start? We don't even know what Jingchen's inner demon is!"

"Yan Sanhe, what the hell is going on???"

Xie Zhifei's expression could also be described as panic.

Even though his soul had penetrated into the body of the Third Master of the Xie Mansion, he was no longer afraid of the gods and ghosts. He was still shocked at this moment.

The resolution of this inner demon is completely different from the previous two inner demons.

Completely different!
Yan Sanhe looked into Xie Zhifei's eyes and smiled at him without warning.

Xie Zhifei felt like the world was spinning. He unconsciously let go of the hand holding the corner of the table, and the numbness in his heart spread little by little.

After a while, he found his voice and asked reluctantly: "Yan Sanhe, why are you laughing?"

"I think I found the thread."

"What thread?"

Yan Sanhe said nothing and looked at the incense again, feeling dazed for a while.

"Miss, miss, the incense burner is here." Li Buyan rushed in.

Yan Sanhe took the incense burner, placed it at the front of the square table, and inserted the incense into it with a flick of his wrist.

Just at this time, Zhu Qing and Huang Qi also came back.

Zhu Qing holds two sweet-scented osmanthus in her hand.

Yan Sanhe placed the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers beside the incense burner and said, "Everyone, please sit down first."

Everyone sat down quietly. Huang Qi, who arrived later, was about to ask, "Why are you lighting the incense?" When he opened his mouth, he was covered by Zhu Qing on the side.

"Do not talk."

Six heads, slowly moving forward, and then moving forward.

If someone enters the private room at this moment, they will see such a horrifying scene——

The six people in the private room were not looking at the stage, but were staring at an incense burner.

"Look carefully."

Yan Sanhe pointed at the rising white smoke and said angrily: "Where did the smoke go?"

Huang Qi frowned: "It didn't float anywhere."

Zhu Qing shook his head, "No, it gathered above the incense burner little by little."

Li Buyan's heart palpitated, "It, its shape is like a pair of women's eyes."

The third master said solemnly: "He is looking at the stage with affection."

Little Master Pei trembled: "This fragrance... actually... actually understands human nature."

"Jingchen's inner demon should be the man on the stage."

There was a tenderness in Yan Sanhe's eyes that she couldn't even detect.

"She just couldn't wait any longer and lit the incense herself."

After a pause, she whispered again:
"Eight and 18 years, maybe they haven't seen each other for too long."

(End of this chapter)