The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 380 You ignore me (1)
Looking at the situation, it's haunted.

Qiao Wan drank his tea with his head down, and glanced at her from time to time.

It stands to reason that Cheng Anle is not a physique that can channel psychics at will. Her body is full of yang and fierce, and ordinary ghosts will not take the initiative to approach her unless they have to. Didn't Cheng Anle notice it after staying for half a month?

And Ye Yun didn't dare to get close to her, as soon as she came back, she would hide on the bed, which shows that Cheng Anle is not a person who is easy to bump into ghosts.

Then how could she see her second aunt?

Qiao Wan rubbed her neck, she didn't look like she was lying, although she was puzzled, she didn't say anything.

Zhao Ling also had doubts in her heart like Qiao Wan. She pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "According to what you said, it is likely that she stayed in the world because she was too obsessed with her husband?"

This is indeed the most credible statement, but the intuition of the two is not that simple.

Evening is the most cloudy time of the day.

The black car squeaked and stopped before hitting the villa door. The driver lowered the window and waved to the security guard at the door. The moment the iron gate opened, the car slowly drove into the parking garage.

Qiao Guan turned his head silently and looked around the villa area.

The landscape of Cheng Anle's second uncle's house is well done. When the car drives all the way in, you can see the rockery, flowing water and garden plants in the distance through the window.

Qiao Guan and Zhao Ling got out of the car together, and Cheng Anle followed closely behind. When entering the house, Zhao Ling seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stopped.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then took out a yellow talisman from her bosom, concentrated on casting the spell for a moment, and then handed it to the other party.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Anle said with a cold face, slightly curling up his five fingers hanging by his side, but did not take it.

"You have too much ferocity, I'm not sure if you met her by chance last time, but now you enter the house with such ferocity, I'm afraid that ghost will hide first." After Zhao Ling finished speaking, she continued. Added a sentence, "This talisman is drawn with my Zhao family's talisman, which can temporarily restrain the evil spirit on your body, so you can take it with you."

Hearing this, Cheng Anle was willing to take it, and then Zhao Ling drew two more, one for Qiao Wan, and one for herself. After all, one of these two is a Taoist priest and the other is a ghost messenger. The natural enemy of the soul, if you don't restrain the qi in your body, what should you do if she notices it and runs away?
Qiao Guan put it in his pocket obediently, with a very comfortable expression on his face, and even walked as slowly as he could.

It is said that it is not a big deal to watch the excitement, anyway, she is free and has nothing to do, and she does not need to work, so it is great to come and watch Zhao Ling catch ghosts.

But the further you walked in, the tighter Qiao Guan's frown became. There must be something strange about this house. There are a bunch of black-clothed bodyguards outside the villa, but the inside of the house is very cold. Looking from a distance, there is not even a single servant. , the gloomy surroundings even lingered with a coldness that only ghosts can emit.

Qiao Wan rubbed his nose, looked away and followed to the living room.

Zhao Ling was surprised that the Feng Shui of this house was actually not weird. She looked around again. It was obvious that someone had seen the house when it was being built. He said that this mansion should not be haunted.

"An Le, you are here."

At this time, a man stood up from the sofa. He was Cheng Anle's second uncle Cheng Jun'an. He was in his forties, with a square face and thick eyebrows. He might have held a high position when he was young, and his eyes were always piercing when looking at people. God, exuding an aura that is not angry but mighty all over his body.

He looked sideways slightly, and soon noticed Qiao Wan and Zhao Ling, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Who are these two?"

"My friends, Zhao Ling, Qiao Wan."

Cheng Junan's complexion changed, and he suddenly became polite to the two of them: "Sit down, I didn't expect Anle from our family to make friends."

This is a bit strange, did Cheng Anle never make friends?

Qiao Wan couldn't help but look sideways, and just as she sat down on the leather sofa, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

"I'll take a call."

The sun is not strong in the evening, and the yellow and gorgeous sunset renders the world red.

Qiao Guan squatted in the shade of a tree in the backyard of the villa. While answering the phone, he pinched the buttons on his clothes and lowered his voice to admit his mistake.

"Not next time."

There was silence for a long time.

"Where is it? I'll pick you up."

This time, Fu Tianlang's voice was a little lower than ever, and Qiao Wan could even imagine him pursing his lips, angry but holding back his anger.

"Ah."

Qiao Wan hung up the phone, instead of letting out a sigh of relief, he raised his heart.

Based on his tone just now, isn't it clear that he wants to settle accounts after Qiuhou?
Qiao Wan sighed like a little old woman, rubbed her waist, shook her head and was about to enter the house.

But at this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind in my ears.

Not only that, but even a trace of coolness hit her neck, which made her startled suddenly, and when she looked back suddenly, she saw a graceful figure from the corner of her eyes.

Qiao Guan was taken aback for a moment, and not far away, there was an extra woman wearing an exquisite cheongsam, about 30 years old, with long black hair pulled up high, and her graceful figure showed two well-proportioned and slender legs as she walked. , and on her fair and slender neck was wearing a violet top-grade jadeite necklace, which looked very luxurious.

Seeing her familiarity, Qiao Wan couldn't help but look at her again, and when the other party received her curious gaze, he responded with a polite smile Shi Shiran.

Qiao Wan was stunned immediately.

Then look down her slender waist until the gaze falls on the other's white high-heeled shoes.

The light at dusk was dim, and the woman's shoes were faintly visible in the shadows of the trees. Coupled with the strange fragrance on her body, Qiao Guan suddenly remembered the old photos he had seen before. Isn't she Cheng Anle's second aunt?

And it looks like this woman has been dead for a long time.

With the tray in her hand, she turned and went to the living room.

Qiao Guan naturally didn't dare to be idle, put the phone in his pocket, and trotted after him.

While walking, the emerald bracelet on her hand was the first to catch her eyes.

Qiao Wan paused, her eyesight was always good, and she could see the charm on her bracelet at a glance.

That turned out to be the Soul Locking Curse.

The setting sun slanted into the room, but it shone on the two of them, but one of them had no shadow.

Qiao Guan and the woman came to the reception room one after the other. She put down the tray, smiled at the three of them quietly, and then obediently sat beside her husband.

Cheng Jun'an put his arm around his wife's shoulder, also smiling, the couple looked quite close and loving.

On the contrary, it was Cheng Anle and Zhao Ling who were the guests. They looked at each other silently, and their expressions were not very good.

"Do you have the habit of burning rhino horns?" Zhao Ling has noticed the strange fragrance in the room since entering the door.

(End of this chapter)