The woman held the cup of tea in her hand and did not get up. She just knelt and moved forward.

After rubbing it twice, he reached Sun Jiacheng, but only these two small movements were made, and the hem of the mourning uniform had been quietly lifted up.

A piece of white calves was revealed.

When Sun Jiacheng reached out to take the teacup, he realized that the filial piety clothes this woman wore were completely different from the ordinary filial piety clothes.

It is more appropriate than filial piety clothes, not just a light white dress.

The skirt is also decorated with lace.

The woman was not wearing shoes, and only wore snow-white silk stockings on her feet, and the silk stockings were rubbed to the position of her ankle.

Sun Jiacheng took a look, felt relieved, reached out to take the teacup, and said calmly: "Thank you, Miss."

Then he drank the tea in the cup in one go!

Seeing him finish drinking, the woman smiled softly and said softly: "Did you scare the sir just now?"

Sun Jiacheng forced his lips and plucked up the courage to ask, "Miss, why are the paintings in this room without face..."

"Is this Fenghua Building still here?"

While he was asking, the woman poured him another cup of tea and handed it over.

Then he turned his head and looked at the picture frame sobbing and explained: "This is the little girl's home, where is the Fenghua Building."

"As for this painting, it was arranged by the fortune teller. My husband drowned and was afraid that the wronged soul would come to him, so he painted such a painting..."

The woman is still talking nonsense, Sun Jiacheng is so panicked!

This is not a Fenghua Club, so what else can it be!? Could it be that I really hit a ghost?

Thinking of this, I felt fear again, so I looked at the woman in a scruple and moved back quietly.

The woman held the teacup and moved forward twice, handing it over.

He said aggrievedly: "Sir, have another drink. It's gloomy here, and the little girl is also afraid."

I'll let you drink more! You coward!

Sun Jiacheng took the teacup and gently wiped Sun Jiacheng's hand with his little finger.

His heart trembled inexplicably, and he took the teacup and drank it all again.

"I dare to ask the girl's name, please let Sun burn incense quickly. Can you leave after burning incense?"

"I'm a surname Nie, and my husband is called Xiaoqian. Please come and burn incense for you."

As he said that, he turned his back to Sun Jiacheng.

Looking at Xiaoqian's slender waist, Sun Jiacheng's breathing became a little heavier.

At the same time, I felt a little dry mouth and my throat was like it was getting angry.

I have obviously drunk two cups of tea, why are I thirsty again now?

Shake your head and quickly get rid of distracting thoughts! Burning incense and leaving is the main thing!

Sun Jiacheng gritted his teeth and stepped forward to sit next to Xiaoqian.

Fallen fragrance kept floating towards his nose, and for a moment he felt a little dazed.

Xiaoqian lit the fragrance and handed it to Sun Jiacheng.

Sun Jiacheng hurriedly took the incense, kowtowed three times, and quickly inserted the incense into the incense burner.

He asked impatiently: "Mr. Sun can leave!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoqian raised her pretty face and looked at Sun Jiacheng with a look in her eyes.

"Can you just stay here? Stay here for a while... I'm afraid."

Sun Jiacheng wanted to refuse, but his heart was thrust up, and the messenger of the gods actually nodded!

After a little bit, I regretted it immediately. I knelt on my face and sat there in a daze.

Xiaoqian looked at Sun Jiacheng timidly and said, "Why... sir, have another cup of tea."

"Oh, OK, OK!"

For some reason, now he only feels so thirsty that he is so angry that he is burning with his throat. It’s better to drink another cup of tea!

Sun Jiacheng took the tea and drank another cup.

Seeing that he had already drunk the third cup, Xiaoqian had no reaction yet, but her whole body was tense and she stood stiffly on her knees.

I couldn't help but frown!

Is this old guy OK?

Then her hand quietly touched a thread next to the coffin and pulled it hard!

The picture frame in the mourning hall fell down with a "clang"!

Sun Jiacheng was shocked! But the next second I saw Xiaoqian pounce on his arms!

The heart was pounding and pounding.

Sun Jiacheng looked down and Xiaoqian was looking at him with watery eyes. Below her neck was a part of civilization and harmony.

The mourning clothes became a little scattered.

Two pairs of long legs appeared in his eyes, and the loose silk stockings were kicked off without realizing it.

A pair of slim jio was revealed, and her toes were curled up mischievously.

"Sir, this isn't a haunted..."

Sun Jiacheng swallowed hard and couldn't help but press Xiaoqian's shoulder with both hands: "Accident! It's an accident! I have to leave quickly... You're afraid that we will go together!"

Xiaoqian said resentfully: "No! The guard is not over yet, and I can't leave."

After saying that, he stepped back with force, broke away from Sun Jiacheng's hand, and secretly pulled the sleeve hard!

The light of civilization suddenly blooms!

"ah!"

After screaming, Xiaoqian hurriedly pulled the mourning clothes back and turned her back to sobbed.

"Ah... girl! I didn't mean it!" Sun Jiacheng was at a loss, but the tea had already started to work, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"I'm not alive anymore!" Xiaoqian screamed, straightened up and was about to hit the coffin.

Seeing this, Sun Jiacheng stepped forward without hesitation and wanted to hold Xiaoqian.

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t matter. When this tear, the mourning clothes seemed to be made of paper. They were torn off half of them with a torn sound!

Sun Jiacheng stood there in a daze with half a piece of rag in his arms.

Xiaoqian hurriedly squatted down and started crying.

Sun Jiacheng didn't know what to do, and suddenly the sound of vague conversation next door came from his ears...

A flash of lightning suddenly passed through my heart!

Fuck! It turns out that I am still in Fenghualou, so Xiaoqian is actually acting with me!

No wonder the torn clothes are so special and the quality is so poor!

Sun Jiacheng, who reacted, was immediately angry and looked at Xiaoqian fiercely!

Then he rushed up.

He pulled Xiaoqian from the ground up!

Then he threw it hard onto the bed of purity.

The quilt is also embroidered, civilized, harmonious, equal and just.

Xiaoqian screamed, her eyes twitched twice and looked at Sun Jiacheng.

It's over! I've drunk too much tea, and this dog is so hungry that I didn't fall to death for me!

Sun Jiacheng had red eyes, carrying half of the rag, and walked towards Xiaoqian with a grim smile.

"Say! Are you acting?"

Fortunately, Xiaoqian was still professional and said in horror: "Sir, what are you talking about?"

"This is my husband's mourning hall, please respect yourself!"

"Yohe! Interesting! Didn't you want to commit suicide just now? Isn't you now?"

"I'm still acting? I really think I can't see through it?"

Sun Jiacheng heard the sound coming from next door and understood it completely, and he twitched violently with a rag strip!

"Let you see Sun's methods!!"

............

Outside the door, Wu Sheng and Xie Xian couldn't help but nod at the reaction inside the room.

"The effect is OK, our people are professional enough!"

Xie Xian said curiously: "What is the theme of this room?"

"This is called A Chinese Ghost Story. The master later changed it! There is an advanced version later, which can create a fox monster or ghost."

"But I was afraid it was too irritating, so I didn't get on."

Wu Sheng sighed and said, "Master, you are so talented! I am still far from it!"

Xie Xian immediately retorted: "Master Wu is already very powerful. Isn't there more than half of the themes in it designed by you?"

Wu Sheng shook his head: "It's all the advice of the master."

"Oh, I don't know why, but I always feel like I live in the shadow of the master..."
Chapter completed!