Super Golden Eye

Gao Yuhua said lightly: "In fact, he still failed!"

Fang Yang said, "This is what makes me feel strange. The Li ghost that was attracted failed to complete the task in the first time, and from the evil spirit that was pulled out, it seemed to have been greatly consumed!

Therefore, I infer that someone or something must secretly help you withstand the attack of the ghost!

Although it didn't succeed, it also hurt Li Po's vitality and caused a seemingly seamless plan to fail. But I really can't figure out who it is? "

"Qiu Di! It must be Qiu Di! She hasn't left us, she hasn't left us!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Siming, who was inexhaustible in the face of life and death just now, suddenly became extremely excited, muttering to himself, searching around, as if he was looking for something.

Fang Yang asked strangely: "Who is Qiu Di?"

Unfortunately, at this time, Wang Siming ignored him at all. Then Gao Yuhua took over for him: "Qiu Di, should be Sulan's good friend, Wang Siming's dead wife."

"Dead?!" Fang Yang was taken aback: "Could it be the obsession after death? I don't know where this Qiu Di was buried? Can you take me to see it?"

At this time, Wang Siming was like a demon, staggering out of the way. Gao Yuhua sighed lightly: "If you want to see, then follow him and you can see."

Fang Yang took a deep look at Gao Yuhua, did not answer, but quickly followed Wang Siming, who was almost crazy.

Wang Siming, who seemed to have lost his mind, walked all the way to the back of the courtyard. Immediately I saw a new tomb standing on it, with the eye-catching written: "The Spirit of First Wife Wang's Qiudi" and the signature was "Wang Siming, the Undead".

Unexpectedly, after Qiu Di died, he was buried directly in the back garden of the other yard! I don't know if it is Wang Siming's good intentions, or is it forced by the situation?

Watching Wang Siming kneeling in front of Qiu Di's tomb, constantly stroking the cold tombstone, whispering something. Fang Yang walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Uncle San, if you want to know if Girl Qiu Di rescued you, then you have to open the coffin again!"

Wang Siming, who has always been gentle and elegant, roared like an angry male lion: "No! I won't let you disturb Qiu Di! Unless I die, no one will want to move her!"

Before Fang Yang came and persuaded him, a little girl ran over and said to Wang Siming: "Uncle, the young lady is a son! Mother and son are safe!"

"Born?! A son?! I'm a father?!" Hearing the news of the birth of the child, Wang Siming's eyes finally gradually became bright and he recovered his sense of reason.

Fang Yang didn't want to irritate him too much, so he took the opportunity to say, "Let's go, let's go see the child first, and talk about other things later."

After speaking, Fang Yang turned around and left first, using actions to show that he would not do it in person and do it behind his back.

Sure enough, Wang Siming breathed a sigh of relief when Fang Yang left first, and hurriedly rushed to Wang Sulan's room.

By the time they arrived, the child had been cleaned, fed once, and fell asleep quietly.

Fang Yang looked at the child carefully, and he was indeed a nobleman and a treasure of a dragon. After breaking the sorcery, the black tiger beside the hidden dragon had disappeared.

Wang Siming looked at the child excitedly, and then asked in a low voice, "But why is this child so dark?"

Fang Yang said: "Who is it, it’s not bad to be infected by the yin and evil air for a year, and it’s not bad. I just boiled the medicinal soup I just had, and soaked the child once a day for three months. After that, it should be able to return to normal."

"That's good, that's good." Wang Siming's eyes were fixed on the child, and he couldn't do without.

Fang Yang kindly reminded: "The child is fine now, but don't forget that someone saved his life.

There is a causal cycle in everything. If you don’t repay your gratitude, then this child may not know when he will be affected. "

Wang Siming's insistence just now was a kind of persistence and obsession with his deceased wife. But now, the future of the child is involved, making him a little at a loss.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Siming reluctantly agreed: "Okay, but I have a request!"

Fang Yang felt a little uncomfortable. However, in the face of his third uncle Wang Qiang, he still asked patiently: "What are the requirements?"

Wang Siming said: "That is to let Qiu Di be buried in Wangjiazu's grave!"

Fang Yang raised his eyebrows, his voice was a little wrong: "Sanshu, I think Wang Qiang's face is on the side of Wang Qiang, call you Sanshu!

Before I trouble you to speak, think about the actual situation, OK? Now it is considered to be able to save a life first!

Let's not talk about your current situation, just say that you married the daughter of the head of the Gao family. Do you think Wang Qiang will let Qiu Di be buried in his ancestral grave? If there is, it can only be Gao Sulan! "

Wang Siming knelt in front of Fang Yang with a thump, and slammed his head again and again: "Please, as long as Qiu Di can be buried in Wang Jiazu's grave, I am willing to pay any price!"

Fang Yang hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Sanshu, you get up and talk first, don't be like this, we have something to discuss!"

Don't even think that Wang Siming can't cultivate, but at this time, it is all obsessive, and Fang Yang can't pull him up without using his true energy!

If you use true qi, you are afraid that you will get Wang Siming injured if you use too much force. With such entanglement, Wang Siming kept kowtow to Fang Yang, even if his forehead became **** and even the skull was exposed, he didn't notice it!

Fang Yang was as anxious as the ants on the hot pot, and it was useless to persuade him. At this moment, a figure flashed in the inner room. Gao Sulan, who had just given birth to a child, appeared beside Wang Siming and held him with tears on her face:

"Fool, why do you want to hurt yourself? Sister Qiu Di, isn't it good for us to slowly figure out a solution?"

Wang Siming's eyes were blurred by blood, but when he heard Gao Sulan's voice, he quickly rebuked: "Why did you come down? You have only given birth to a child, and you need to rest more. In case of a cold, it will be a lifelong matter."

Gao Sulan gently wiped the blood stains on Wang Siming's face with her white sleeves: "If you have something long and two short, isn't it a lifelong matter? Promise me, if there is something in the future, we will bear it together, okay?"

Wang Siming held Gao Sulan's hand tightly and said solemnly: "I promise you, I will never make you sad again."

Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. The situation just now really made him unexpected.

Gao Yuhua doesn't know when he will reappear, still so extraordinary and full of mystery:

"After seven days, you can leave the Gao family. But there is one thing you have to remember: after you leave, you can't come back again! Also, you two have never had children. Understand?"

Gao Sulan's body shook suddenly and looked at Gao Yuhua incredible: "Mom, what did you say? When I had never had a child? In other words, I can't see my own child in the future?"

"Yes, that's what I meant." Gao Yuhua's attitude towards her daughter was not much better than that of the maid:

"There are some things you have to understand. Every great talent appears, not just talent."