Exorcism Concubine: Miss Seven Against the Heavens

Chapter 493 Imperial Capital, Forbidden Art

Chapter 485 Imperial Capital, Forbidden Art
Silently looking at the old clothes hanging on the luggage

densely embroidering lotus patterns for her

very lucky symbol looks very beautiful

The wish is to bring happiness to my daughter

It's love coagulating on the stitches and threads of the wedding dress
I'm also nervous for her in the dark at this moment
The bridal sedan has arrived, shouting and shouting, the door opens
Flowers and candles seem to be too late for half a second in the future

Mother drank tea and secretly sighed with emotion
Blessing words come to express hope that the red envelope will be filled
The bright wedding dress always has to leave
It has been recorded for generations
Silently looking at the old clothes hanging on the luggage

densely embroidering lotus patterns for her

very lucky symbol looks very beautiful

The wish is to bring happiness to my daughter

It's love coagulating on the stitches and threads of the wedding dress
I'm also nervous for her in the dark at this moment
The bridal sedan has arrived, shouting and shouting, the door opens
Flowers and candles seem to be too late for half a second in the future

Mother drank tea and secretly sighed with emotion
Blessing words come to express hope that the red envelope will be filled
The bright wedding dress always has to leave
It has been recorded for generations
……

As soon as Yang Mengyuan walked into the yard, she heard a very sad singing.

As for this song, Yang Mengyuan remembered that it was a song she once taught Xiaoyue, called "Wedding Dress".

As soon as the others entered the yard, they heard the same song.

The song kept echoing in people's ears.

Silently looking at the old clothes hanging on the luggage

densely embroidering lotus patterns for her

very lucky symbol looks very beautiful

The wish is to bring happiness to my daughter

It's love coagulating on the stitches and threads of the wedding dress
I'm also nervous for her in the dark at this moment
The bridal sedan has arrived, shouting and shouting, the door opens
Flowers and candles seem to be too late for half a second in the future

Mother drank tea and secretly sighed with emotion
Blessing words come to express hope that the red envelope will be filled
The bright wedding dress always has to leave
It has always been recorded and continues for generations silently looking at the old clothes hanging on the luggage

densely embroidering lotus patterns for her

very lucky symbol looks very beautiful

The wish is to bring happiness to my daughter

It's love coagulating on the stitches and threads of the wedding dress
I'm also nervous for her in the dark at this moment
The bridal sedan has arrived, shouting and shouting, the door opens
Flowers and candles seem to be too late for half a second in the future

Mother drank tea and secretly sighed with emotion
Blessing words come to express hope that the red envelope will be filled
The bright wedding dress always has to leave
It has been recorded for generations
……

The singing is very sad, very sad.

Yang Mengyuan quickly walked to the big tree where Xiaoyue hanged herself.

But there was no one under the big tree, but the singing sound kept spreading.

It was gloomy and smoky everywhere.

Qian Junxi and Yang Mengna followed behind Yang Mengyuan, and also heard the singing.

But they don't feel popular.

Just heard sad singing.

Both Qian Junxi and Yang Mengna couldn't help raising their eyebrows.

Yang Tian, ​​who was following behind, also felt gloomy.

What is going on here?
Who is so boring, singing and playing tricks here at night?
Of course, Yang Tian never believed in the existence of ghosts, unless someone was pretending to be a ghost.

But the song kept hovering above their heads.

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue..."

Yang Mengyuan couldn't see Xiaoyue, so she started calling her name loudly.

However, she couldn't get a response from Xiaoyue.

Seeing this, Yang Tian could not help but sneer.

Look! Isn't it pretending to be a ghost?

Yang Liting heard the movement here, and rushed over with her maid, but saw everyone gathered in this small courtyard.

Moreover, Yang Liting heard singing from the moment she came in.

When she was outside, she didn't hear the singing.

Once in, the singing began.

"Daddy, what's going on?" Yang Liting walked to Yang Tian's side.

"I don't know what the hell this wicked girl is doing!" Yang Tian couldn't help complaining.

"What is she doing here again? It's really haunting." Yang Liting frowned, "Have you heard someone singing, it's so ugly, what kind of song are you singing this late at night?"

The others didn't speak, and looked at Yang Liting silently.

Yang Liting frowned, "What's wrong? Could it be that I said something wrong?"

But everyone saw Yang Liting's eyes became weird.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Yang Liting also felt that her back was getting darker.

Yang Liting swallowed involuntarily, and turned around abruptly, but there was nothing behind her.

Yang Mengyuan rushed over immediately and shouted loudly: "Xiaoyue, don't go..."

But the black shadow that appeared behind Yang Liting just now disappeared without a trace.

Yang Tian rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hands in disbelief, but there was really nothing.

However, just now he clearly saw a woman wearing a black cloak standing behind Yang Liting, and, the most strange thing was that that person didn't look like anyone else.

Therefore, Yang Tian would feel very curious.

How did that happen?

Yang Tian couldn't help asking: "Did you see anything just now?"

"Master, look... I saw it." The servant replied tremblingly!
"What did you see?" Yang Tian's face turned cold.

"Master, we just saw a woman in a black cloak standing behind... San... Miss San..." The face of the servant changed with fright.

And Yang Tian's pupils also shrank.

so weird?
Could it be that Xiaoyue's ghost really came back?

The surrounding temperature suddenly became colder, and everyone felt it.

This is not any magically altered phenomenon.

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue...I am Miss! Xiaoyue...don't go, Xiaoyue, come out quickly!"

After Yang Mengyuan walked past, that person did not appear again.

Even though Yang Mengyuan was yelling, no shadow appeared.

"Little Moon..."

Yang Mengyuan suddenly fell to her knees on the ground.

Yang Liting became a little overwhelmed, and asked Yang Tian worriedly, "Father, what...what is going on? Why doesn't she know anything?"

"Third Miss, Seventh Miss said that Xiaoyue's ghost has returned tonight." The servant next to her talked back to Yang Liting.

"what???"

Yang Liting's face turned pale with fright on the spot, "Bold slave, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you looking for death? Dare to say these nonsensical things in front of Miss Ben, how can a person come back after death?"

Yang Liting was actually very scared in her heart, but she calmed herself down.

She would never believe that such a thing could happen.

It's so ridiculous.

Xiaoyue is already dead.

died.

How could it be possible to come back again?
What are you kidding?

Of course she wouldn't believe it.

Yang Liting comforted herself in her heart, but the maid next to her, Chuntao's legs were shaking like persimmons.

Her face also became paler than Yang Liting's.

His hands were constantly shaking.

(End of this chapter)