"Who are you going to the side hall tonight to see what tricks she wants to do?" He turned to look at his wife, concubine and children who were called by the side.

But after the words were finished, no one responded. He looked up and saw that these people looked at each other, retreating, and even lowering their heads to look at him. It was obvious that they looked like they were afraid to go. Even his wife was hesitating, dodging her eyes and not daring to speak.

After all, Xie Yuqing is obviously a wronged soul and seems to be trying to harm people. If it weren't for the inappropriate, they all wanted to run out of the mansion to avoid the limelight, let alone go to sit next to the corpse in person!

Could it be that you still have to talk to that female ghost? Don’t be stupid. There was nothing to talk about with Xie Yuqing during your lifetime, and the brotherhood was also weak. To some extent, they strongly praised this marriage with the Wu family and were one of the driving forces that made her hang herself.

If you run over stupidly, won’t you come to your door?

"A bunch of waste! What's the use of asking you!" Mr. Xie was so angry when he saw these guys' cowardly appearance. He slapped the table hard and stood up and said, "Then Master, I'll go there myself! I want to see if this so-called unfilial daughter's so-called unjust soul dares to come out in front of her father!"

"Master..." The wife pulled his sleeves a little uneasy, as if she wanted to persuade her, but she was thrown away by him: "No need to say more, I have decided!"

"I'll keep my soul tonight!"

Of course, no one dared to disobey Mr. Xie's words, so he quickly walked into the side hall with five or six strong guards he selected. With the strong blood and energy of the martial arts practitioners, the temperature in the side hall seemed to be slightly lower than outside.

Soon, the candles that had been extinguished were lit again, and the dark mourning hall gradually returned to a little light, and it was not as terrifying as before.

Mr. Xie glanced around the mourning hall, and finally walked slowly to the front of the coffin. When he saw Xie Yuqing's body in the coffin, he vaguely noticed that his face did not look like a person who had been dead for three days. He even seemed to be a little better than the previous two days. His skin was as creamy as a face, his face was rosy, and his mouth was smiling. Everything seemed to be just falling asleep. It seemed that as long as the sound next to him was a little louder, he would wake him up, and those eyes would open again!

"Sure enough, something unusual..."

Mr. Xie touched his beard and said in his heart, feeling a little nervous. However, he turned around and looked at the strong guard guards around him. His eyes were wide open, his spirited, and his martial arts were quite exquisite, so he felt a little calmer.

"I want to see what trouble you want to cause tonight!"

He immediately sat on the chair beside him and waited quietly for the night to pass.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and a few cool breezes blew outside the house from time to time. The slight chill made Mr. Xie subconsciously tighten his clothes, feeling that his sleepiness became thicker and his eyelids were slightly heavy.

There was nothing unusual at the moment, which made him feel more at ease. It was probably because he was here that his unfilial daughter dared not show up at all.

But at this moment, a sudden and strong urge to pee in his stomach made him instantly dissipate his sleepiness.

"I'll go out to the cottage first, and you will continue to guard here."

He said so, and got up and walked out of the door and headed towards the cottage.

The thatched cottage is naturally not far from here, and I remember that you can see it by turning a corner.

It was just a bit strange that after Mr. Xie left the house, he walked for a while, but turned several turns but still couldn't find a place.

Feeling a urge to pee in his stomach that was gradually unable to hold back, he looked up at the corridor in front of him, which seemed to be invisible to the end, and he couldn't help but feel confused.

"It's strange, why is this thatched cottage so far?"

Moreover, the more you walk, the more strange you get, the more strange you get, as if you have never walked this section of the road.

"Can you still get lost in your mansion?" He wanted to deny it, but it seems that it is indeed very likely at present.

This inevitably made him feel a little panicked. In addition, the lights here gradually became dark. Only a long way could he see a white lantern hanging alone on the beam emitting a faint white light. In addition, it was dark. Outside the corridor, there were even bottomless vines, with swaying slightly, and they were like demons. In a trance, it seemed that it was not the mansion in the city but strolling in the wilderness.

He realized something was wrong. He subconsciously wanted to turn around, but when he turned around, he was frightened to find that the road behind him was gone, leaving only a corridor that was exactly the same as the road ahead, which was so long that it could not be seen. The distance was covered by a layer of faint mist. The already cold white lantern was now even more shiny blue like a leading to the gate of hell, which was strange and terrifying!

"Ghost...ghost hits the wall?"

Mr. Xie subconsciously shivered his legs and wanted to escape, but at this time there was nowhere to go. What's worse is that in this emergency situation, the urge to urinate is even more severe.

And at this moment, a faint cry of a young woman suddenly came to his ears, intermittently, and the voice seemed to have endless resentment.

In such a strange scene, Mr. Xie was so scared that his whole body trembled. When he looked around, he saw a young woman with her back facing him not far away, with her hair disheveled, wearing snow-white mourning clothes, and her body trembled slightly, as if she was covering her face and sobbing.

However, what made Mr. Xie even more frightened was that the woman's back was slowly approaching him, as if it was floating slowly like a ghost!

Only when he was close did he vaguely hear the woman's intermittent and resentful voice while crying: "I'm so unfair to die..."

"I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."

"Who can...who can come and save me..."

Mr. Xie swallowed with horror on his face and wanted to turn around and run away, but his feet were firmly connected to the ground as if they had taken root. Seeing that the woman was getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but sweat so much that her back was soaked with cold sweat.

"You...you are Yuqing, right?" he shouted in a hurry, "I am your father! You... don't come over! Otherwise...or I'm really going to get angry!"

"father?"

The moment he heard this word, the woman's slow movement suddenly paused and she tilted her head stiffly, "You... are my father?"

Her voice was a bit unpleasant hoarse, as if the friction of wooden thorns were rubbing.

But no matter what, she finally came. Looking at the female ghost almost in front of her, she seemed to be able to vaguely smell the rotten stench on her body. She was eager to fool her away. Mr. Xie quickly nodded repeatedly: "That's right, I'm the father who gave birth to you and raised you. Even if you die, you will listen to me!"
Chapter completed!