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Chapter 415 Ghost sedan chair

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    When I went to the window, the yard was still dark.  But when I reached out to close the window sash, I found that there was a sudden light in the yard.  I looked down and saw a red sedan chair parked in the middle of the yard.  The car roof is silver, and the car cover and car curtain are soap-colored.  The eight bearers were shadowy, but upon closer inspection, they were all paper figurines!

    The sedan chair is glowing red, it should be that there are lights inside.  But who could be sitting in the sedan chair?  I looked at the sedan chair in the yard, and couldn't tell whether I was in a dream or in reality for a while.  Judging from the style of the sedan chair, it should be an official of the third grade or above in the Qing Dynasty and the Jingtang.  ghost officer?  I can't figure it out.

    At this moment, I saw the curtain of the sedan chair lifted, and a person came out.  This person is a low-browed girl, dressed as a maid in the Qing Dynasty, with a simple bun.  I saw her stretch out her hand through the curtain and helped another person out.  The man who appeared after I saw was wearing the big braids of the Qing Dynasty, dressed as a scholar, and was holding a folding fan in his hand.  His complexion is quite fair, and he looks quite like a scholar.  But what came out of the ghost sedan chair must be a ghost.  This guy should be a ghost scholar.  I saw this ghost coming up the hallway, and I thought how should I react?  But judging by his appearance, his face was kind, as if he didn't want to fight me hard, so he didn't do anything.

    At this moment, the ghost scholar walked up to me, and the maid beside him handed over a piece of paper.  I saw the ghost smile at me, so I asked, "What do you mean?"

    The scholar ghost smiled and said: "My surname is Nalan, and I was destined to have no children, so I put the statue of my ancestors in the ancestral hall to enshrine, hoping for a son every day. The king will come to see the consequences, and the ancestors will protect you. If you sign this contract, you can do it."  The owner of this ancient house is a descendant of Nalan. Under the ancient tree in the yard is the treasure of Nalan ancestor, and it all belongs to you."

    What the hell?  treasure?  ?  I was confused, but I understood the general meaning.  This ghost official of the Qing Dynasty, or the ghost scholar's surname Nalan, is probably a relative of Nalan Rongruo Nalan Mingzhu's family.  This guy said he had no son, so I asked Lao Tzu to be his son, so the old house is mine, and the treasure under the old tree is mine.  I took the piece of paper and looked at it, but I didn't understand what was written on it.  They are all in traditional characters, but most of them should let me be his son.

    "Are you kidding, do you know who I am? Ghosts usually call me grandpa, how dare you let me be your son?!" I said angrily.  I am the son of a ghost, did I learn the art of serving ghosts for nothing?  !

    The ghost scholar said: "Are you really unwilling to sign?"

    "Sign your sister, even if you give me gold and silver, I won't sign! What are you kidding, I can exorcise ghosts and exorcise ghosts, why should I be a son of a ghost?! It's not bad for you to be my grandson!" I spit  road.  With that said, the contract was thrown on the ground.

    The ghost scholar suddenly changed his face ferociously, and winked at the ghost maid.  Suddenly, I heard a shout coming from my ear.  I turned around and was surprised to see Ruan Lingxi hanging out of the window.

    "Wicked girl!" I was taken aback, thinking that there were enough evil tricks!

    At this time, I saw the rope hanging Ruan Lingxi slowly igniting the will-o'-the-wisp.  I wanted to put it out, but the ghost scholar said, "I'll give you some time to think about it. If the rope breaks, she will fall to her death."

    Damn, ghosts will do this too!  I broke out in a cold sweat.  I looked at the nervous look on the villain's face, and thought that no matter whether it was in a dream or in reality, this kind of thing cannot be allowed to happen.  Some ghosts can confuse people in dreams, making people think that everything that happened is real.  If one dies in a dream, but the body is not dead in reality, but once the soul believes in the truth of death, it will fall into a deep sleep and never wake up. After a period of time, the person will really die.

    Most likely this is a living nightmare.  But once the rope was burnt and Ruan Lingxi fell down, once she believed that she would really fall to her death, there would be severe pain in her body like falling from a building.  Immediately, the nerves go dormant, and if it goes on for a long time, it will lead to death.  I shivered and saw that the rope was about to break, so I said, "Okay, just sign it, it's no big deal!" I thought this ghost was crazy about his son, and when he saw a young man, he wanted to be his son.

    So the maid picked up the contract and handed it to me, along with a pen.  But when I took this pen, I felt something was wrong.  Looking ahead, I shuddered.  This nima is just a dead man's finger, with human blood on it, which makes me tremble with fear.  At this time, Ruan Lingxi yelled: "You can't sign, you can't sign! These two ghosts are definitely not good people!!"

    I subconsciously glanced at the ghost scholar, and saw that his expression became more ferocious.  I was afraid that he would attack Ruan Lingxi, so I decided to sign my name.  Just as I was about to sign the contract with this weird dead man's finger, I suddenly heard an ugly song erupting in the night sky.

    "Oh, Gangnang style! Gangnang style!! That stunned Dasha Long Ouyinga is called the Gin Yao family~! Kaupi Hagane wants public opinion to be a high-ranking Yao family~! Bami is so heartbroken.??One byu Gao I am a few tender Yao's family~~~~Ancient banjiang Yinnen Yao's family~~~!  !  That tender Sa Lahei!  !  The Romaken Building on that street is alley husalahei!  !  But you have to pay together and go down to get Sarah Hei!  !  Oh, Mi Aow, you are afraid of home, you are tender, Sarah!  !  !   oh oh oh oh oh just sac style

    !!  Just bag style!  !  Oh oh oh oh just sac style~!  !  eh-sexy lady!  !  Oh oh oh oh oh"

    I'm O, Uncle Psy's "Jiangnan Style"!  This burst of singing matched the music, completely missing the beat of the drums.  The most important thing is that singing, like a broken gong, very unpleasant.  The two ghosts couldn't help covering their ears, and I hurried to grab Ruan Lingxi when I saw this.  But at this moment, I felt my eyes go dark, and everything suddenly disappeared!

    But what disappeared was only the video, and the ugly "Gangnam Style" still rings in my ears, and it is getting louder and louder.  I shivered, turned over suddenly from the bed, and regained consciousness after a while.  Looking around, I was still lying in this room, it was really a vivid nightmare just now.

    Subconsciously turned his head to look at the window, and suddenly saw a face stuck on the window, and broke out in a cold sweat!  This face was glowing red, tightly stuck to the window paper, and seemed to be peeking into my room.  The red light of the lantern reflected on the ghost's face, painting it with a layer of bloody horror.

    Presumably the grimace realized I was looking at it and immediately disappeared from the window.  I cursed in my heart, thinking that the window was open before going to bed, did I close it when I got up and sleepwalked?  It's possible I did something else in that nightmare.  So I got out of bed and ran to the window, opened the window and looked, there was no one outside the window, and the door of Ruan Lingxi's room was closed, but there was bursts of singing of "Jiangnan Style" divine comedy from Wu Dan's room next door.

    Wu Dan's broken voice roared, it was really hard to hear.  I couldn't bear it anymore and went out, walked to the door of Wu Dan's room, and slammed on the door: "Master, what are you singing in the middle of the night?!"

    Wu Dan shouted from the room: "The door is unlocked, come in!" I pushed it, and saw that the door was indeed ajar.  At this time, Ruan Lingxi also walked out of the room sleepily: "Why is it so noisy?"

    I caught a glimpse of Wu Dan in the living room dancing on horseback, still roaring.  I'm sorry I really don't think he's singing.  The mobile phone was placed aside, blinking, as if it was playing the accompaniment music of "Gangnam Style".  Ruan Lingxi and I rolled our eyes, went in and closed the door, and asked, "Master, what on earth are you thinking, singing in the middle of the night? You don't need to sleep anymore?"

    Wu Dan looked at the two of us, then stopped, turned off the music, and said, "How is it, did you have a good dream just now?"

    I was taken aback, recalled the nightmare, and asked, "Master, how do you know what dream I had?"

    Wu Dan smiled and said, "I don't know what dream you had, but I saw that little girl named Guo Ai who stayed up in the middle of the night and squatted under your window. But her face was very abnormal, and her eyes were staring straight.  , it is clearly the upper body of a ghost. I thought that a ghost squatting under your window must be uneasy and kind, and it would be bad if it killed you and your apprentice and daughter-in-law in a dream, so I yelled at you to get up."

    I was speechless: "Then can't you knock on my door? It's strange to sing in the middle of the night, okay?"

    Wu Dan said: "I can knock on your door, but what about my apprentice's wife? Knock on the door of a little girl in the middle of the night? Is it plausible? So I just sang." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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