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Qi Qiuning looked at the huge coffin, no matter how luxurious and rich he was in life, after death it was just a coffin, a cemetery.

His expression was cold, his eyes were indifferent, facing a coffin, he showed no sign of fear at all, he had seen a lot of dead people, it can be said that he crawled out of the pile, and had long forgotten what fear is and what fear is , or perhaps, he may have already been numb.

On the other hand, the little maid on the other side shrank her body into the corner of the wall, and her eyes kept looking around, as if a calendar ghost would appear at any time.

Qi Qiuning stood up, his body was slightly stiff, he turned around suddenly, and had already strode away from here.

"Master, do you want to go..." the maid stammered and asked, do you want to go, and let her stay here alone.

Qi Qiuning didn't answer, and didn't even stop walking.

Yizhi was about to leave, but when he saw the little girl's frightened look, he had no choice but to turn back. He took his folding fan, rolled his naturally smiling eyes, and hit the little girl with the fan. ring head.

"You don't need to be so afraid. If you don't do anything wrong on weekdays, there will be no ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. You didn't kill people. Why are you so afraid?"

This is really standing without knowing the pain in the back, the little girl is still shrunk, her poor little face is pale with fright, there is nothing wrong with saying this, but it is especially important for a big living person to face a coffin. There is no one there, and there are black lights and blind lights, everyone will be afraid of it.

This, I have no choice but to spread my hand, expressing that I can't help.It is impossible for him to stay here with her to keep watch.

Afterwards, she shook her head, and finally left. The little girl shrank her body at the door, feeling the wind blowing all around, and the white Lingman hanging in front of the altar also rose up.

"Young Madam," the little maid clasped her hands together and kept begging, "It's none of my business, it's none of my business at all, I didn't harm you, if you have a soul, if you want to seek revenge , don't look for me," the candle in front of the altar flickered again, and the little girl hugged her head, almost screaming.

And people actually do have souls.

Lian Wenyu was floating in the air at this time. She lowered her head, looked at her clothes, and then put her hands on her abdomen. She seemed to be able to feel the pain of being cut open. She walked lightly, no , should have floated out of the Lingtai, but stopped when walking past the little maid.

"Don't worry, I won't look for you," her twitchy voice followed rootless, because even she herself was rootless.

She can't walk, she can only float, just float like this, because she is dead, she is just a living soul now.

She passed through that little girl's body, but she felt extremely sad and indignant in her heart. It was really a mistake for her to even Wen Yu's life.

She wants to find her child, she wants to take revenge on those two people, she wants to become a calendar ghost, she wants to kill them.

There was a wave of hatred and resentment in her heart that could not be dispelled, but when she floated out and looked at the white lanterns in the yard, this resentment turned into a kind of grief, a grief that was extremely painful, who to blame, who to blame Qi Junran, resenting Lian Xuerong, is still resenting Xuerong's mother, but in the end, she discovered that all the grievances and resentments were caused by herself.