"What!!" Mrs. Wang was shocked and looked stunned for a moment, then asked, "The Lin family has a great business. Mr. Lin is also a very wealthy person. How could he die in Luotian River like this?"
"Who knows? It may be the rumor that Mr. Lin occupied the land of the original owner of the house, and the original owner's ghost lingers after his death~~~" As he said "Old Madam", he also trembled, as if he didn't want to continue talking.
, laughed dryly at Mrs. Wang.
Mengmei paused, then said: "Since we are on our way, let's go over there and take a look."
"Yeah." Jin Qian tapped his palm, and then said with great approval: "What a good idea."
Immediately, everyone headed towards the praying village. On the way, Fengji said calmly: "If you go by what the aunt said, I guess I should be a kid." He said without paying much attention.[
"I think so too." Jin Qian said in a confused manner, seeming to be tortured by the atmosphere of chatting during the journey.
Not long after that, Feng Ji looked towards the village not far away, and said calmly: "It seems that there is nothing wrong." From Feng Ji's eyes, he could clearly see that somewhere in the village was exuding...
There is a faint ghost aura, and the ghost aura is very thin. It seems that there are no ghosts and ghosts that have existed for hundreds of years.
"Alas..." Then everyone also saw the general situation in the village, and Jin Qiang sighed helplessly, "It's so nice to talk~~~" He let out a sad cry, what a sad cry.
Although the Praying Village is just a small mountain village, it has become famous in recent years. The reason is that there is a thousand-year-old tree in the Praying Village. This old tree is not only very old, but also has psychic powers. It has been visited by many monks.
It was consecrated by a Taoist priest, so many people come here to pray to gods and Buddhas, so that the old tree will appear and the dreams of those who can worship will come true.
Although I don’t know if it’s true or not, there are so many people coming and going. I think most people would rather believe that it exists, so even people from thousands of miles away will come here to burn incense and worship this old tree. As for whether the spirit is ineffective, some people
It depends on whether the heart is pious enough. Of course Jin Qiang scoffed at this, and then he said: "This thing is at most a thousand-year-old tree spirit."
"Where does this young man come from? How can he talk nonsense in the prayer village? If the tree god is unhappy, maybe everything we pray for will be in vain." Many people not far away heard this.
When Jin Qiang's disdainful words came, they all showed a trace of anger. They looked at Jin Qian angrily and cursed loudly in their mouths.
"Hmph, you know how stupid people are." Jin Qiang glanced at them, and then cursed in a low voice.
"Ignore the thousand-year-old tree for now. Let's go visit the Lin family." Leng Xiaoran said calmly.
"Yeah." Everyone ignored the displeased looks from those around them.
The Lin family is considered a big portal in the Praying Village, and it occupies the best place in the Praying Village, with beautiful mountains and rivers.
The two-character Lin Mansion was actually painted with gold paint, which was quite impressive, but to everyone, it was like shit. Everyone ignored the surrounding scenery, and after turning a few corners, they saw the Lin Family Mansion, which was located in a slightly remote place.
Courtyard, but today's Lin family courtyard is not as magnificent as it used to be, and those gorgeous decorations have long been taken down.
However, what puzzled everyone was that the master of the Lin family drowned and there was still a funeral. However, looking at the desolate feeling of the Lin family now, it seemed as if everyone in the Lin family compound had disappeared.
There were only a few white gauze and black cloth hung on the door of Lin's house. "The tree fell and the hozens scattered." Feng Ji said with a slight sigh.
"The world is in a cold state. This is how the world is." Leng Xiaoran smiled coldly, then walked in first and opened the door without any scruples.
However, when Leng Xiaoran opened the door, an angry voice came from inside: "The Lin family is gone, what are you going to do? I think about what Master Lin did to you when he was still alive. Now that Master Lin's bones are not cold, you actually...
..." The angry words stopped mid-sentence, and he seemed to be stunned for a long time, and then a hoarse voice came, "Who are you?"
"We heard that Mr. Lin's death was related to ghosts, so we came to investigate." Leng Xiaoran said coldly, not taking it seriously at all from the old man sitting in the mourning hall, and then looked around to see what was going on.
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Since everyone discovered the Lin family compound, the scene they have seen can only be described as decay. The originally perfectly manicured gardens around it are now overgrown with weeds, and the surrounding area seems to have been robbed by bandits. It is in a mess. As long as
The worthless ones are scattered all over the place, and some valuable ones may have fallen to the ground and been broken during the fight, so no one cares about them.
Everyone frowned slightly and said to themselves: "This is fate..."
What was originally the lobby of the Lin family compound is now a mourning hall. There are ordinary coffins placed in the mourning hall. Everyone knows who is lying in it. And the one who made the sound is the old man kneeling in front of the coffin.[
"Old man!!" Jin Qian called, and then asked: "Who are you?"
The old man glanced at Jin Qian and the others, and then muttered: "I wonder what kind of people they are?"
Then he responded to Jin Gun: "I am the housekeeper of the Lin family."
"Oh. So you should be familiar with Mr. Lin?" Jin Qian looked at the old man squinting, and then asked again: "Is there anything particularly strange before he died?"
The old housekeeper didn't seem to be interested at all in response to Jin Qian's question, "Why are you here?" The housekeeper didn't seem to be interested at all in Leng Xiaoran's talk about ghosts.
"Humph, what is the little Lin family?" Ying Jianjian said disdainfully, as if coming here was an insult to his own feet. Naturally, everyone had no emotions towards the Lin family. If Meng Mei hadn't wanted to come here,
No one would be interested in this place which only has a faint spooky atmosphere.
"Hmph." The old housekeeper snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. "The Lin family is gone. Everything that should be taken has been taken away. Now only this garbage is left. If you are here to collect garbage, then you
Just go get it.”
"Old man, you want to die!!!" Jin Qian walked three steps at a time, directly led the old man up, raised it high, and snorted coldly: "I tell you, don't say anything like this. I have never said this."
I have heard of the Lin family, even the current royal family, but I don’t take them seriously.” Then he threw the old man away.
"Golden Gun." Bai Ling'er called out displeasedly, and then said, "Don't do this to an ordinary person."
Then Ying Jianjian waved his hand to persuade him: "You also know that Jin Qiang is just chatting. Besides, that bad old man is looking for abuse..."
"Humph." Meng Mei stared at Ying Jianjian coldly, and then said lightly: "Ignore the words of ordinary people... Huh, trash."
"..." Jin Gun turned around unhappily and looked around.
As for the old man, he looked at Jin Qiang and the people around him with a look of horror. He was also confused about what the Ten Saints said. Then he asked weakly: "Are you really doing this for Lin?"
What was the reason for the master’s death?”
"That's right." Leng Xiaoran said flatly, and then asked: "Tell me about what happened before."
The old man seemed to slightly believe Leng Xiaoran and others, but he shrank and sat next to the coffin, as if guarding him. Then he said: "Before, a month ago, I had already felt the change in the master. Although
He still looks so ordinary, but I can see that the master doesn’t sleep well every day. He often has nightmares in the middle of the night.
I woke up with a start. And I lived in a small side room outside the master's room, so I often found that the master often had nightmares at night and shouted loudly: "It's none of my business or anything like that." Then a short time later, I discovered that
The master gradually lost weight, and I often asked him what happened, but he never said anything."
The housekeeper seemed a little thirsty when he spoke, then he looked around, casually found some water, and continued: "This matter has been postponed until the past few days. The master often stays in his room and doesn't come out. I once sneaked in to take a look.
, but I was shocked to find that the master was struggling on the ground. I don’t know what happened.
, but I knew that the master was in danger at that time, and at that time the master was muttering to himself: "I will not go to Luotianhe..." I couldn't hear clearly what the master was saying at that time. In short, it seemed that there were people around.
There are ghosts forcing me to do something." As he said this, the old housekeeper's eyes became moist.
However, at this time, Jin Qian asked doubtfully: "I heard that others have robbed all the Lin family's treasures, why are you the only one still here to pay tribute?"
Although everyone was a little confused about Jin Gun's question, they could probably guess the reason.
"Because..." The housekeeper seemed to have something to hide. After thinking for a while, he smiled bitterly: "Forget it, since he is dead, I have nothing to hide. Because he is my son..."
Immediately, everyone was slightly shocked, but their expressions remained unchanged. Only Jin Qiang was excited, as if he had found some shocking news.
"My family was poor, so I bought him as a bastard from a rich family. However, God seems to have been punishing me and my family. They died one by one, whether from plague, terminal illness, or vendetta. In short, all these are punishments for me.
But it hurts them..." The butler revealed the secret that had been hidden in his heart for more than ten years, and looked grief-stricken, but no one came to comfort him.
"I've cried enough. It's time to tell the truth..." Leng Xiaoran looked at the old housekeeper coldly. But the old man trembled all over and looked at Leng Xiaoran in horror. He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't.
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"You, you, you...how did you see that?" The old man's frightened expression became extremely ferocious, and his face turned slightly evil, "Who are you?"