It was late at night, in Su Mansion.

Du Bai returned to the room. Although he was still sleeping alone, this also helped him in his next action.

He still prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He first closed his eyes and sensed the righteous energy in his body. Although the amount was still not large, it should be enough to complete this spell casting by himself.

I had imagined the runes this time in my mind. After a moment of brewing, he was confident and began to write slowly.

The casting of this spell is the same as the first time in the ghost world rune, and it is also a magic method of turning the ghost into the ghost. However, today is different from the past. He is not the guy who wrote the rune in a slight way at that time and had a slight understanding. Now he has the protection of his body and the support of the ghost king, and he is more convenient to write.

And probably because of the influence of righteousness, this writing did not cause such a strange phenomenon as the first time. Instead, everything went smoothly. Even a positive aura scattered on the whole paper. If Du Bai hadn't known what he was writing, he might have doubted whether he had written some Taoist immortal techniques.

After the spell was cast, a ghost slowly rose from the ground as scheduled. However, Du Bai vaguely realized that this ghost seemed to be more solid than the first time before. Although he was still stupid and had no intelligence, he was much stronger.

"This can be regarded as an indirect evidence that my strength has improved?" He thought to himself, and felt that it might be the influence of righteousness. Unfortunately, he is the first person in the ages to write ghost articles with righteousness, and he cannot find a precedent to prove it to himself.

Well, he is not a person who likes to study in depth, so these can be left to be studied slowly in the future. After skillfully possessing himself, he first moved on the spot and adapted to his body, and then penetrated the wall and flew outward.

He always felt that Lanruo Temple was a bit strange. Whether it was the dilapidated temple or the old woman who saw through his heart at a glance, it made people care. Now that I found an opportunity at night, I planned to investigate it.

If the ancient temple was indeed as ordinary as during the day, even if he had lost his heart, he would not have any thoughts about Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen, Yan Chixia.

But before he left the Su Mansion, he seemed to have some sense in his heart. He looked down and saw that the candlelight in Old Master Su's room was still on, and it seemed that someone was talking inside.

He hid himself and slowly entered through the wall, but unexpectedly saw Mr. Su talking to Wan Miao Bingzhu at night.

"Grandpa, you are not in good health yet. Let's leave these trivial matters to Wanmiao to deal with." Su Wanmiao sat slanted beside the bed, carefully serving Old Master Su who was lying on the bed to drink medicine, while reminding him worriedly.

Du Bai looked at the table next to him, and there were still several books of the Su family shops on it, with traces of turning around. I think these two real leaders of the Su family were discussing these things before.

It is impossible to truly maintain the current situation of the Su family under the covetous eyes of the other two families, and even make it bigger and bigger. It is impossible to invest hard work in it. If Mr. Su can really feel at ease and take care of his old age with peace of mind, his condition may be better.

Su Wanmiao is already independent in terms of ability and talent, but the only thing she lacks is her identity as a woman.

In today's feudal society, women cannot be a family. A lack of men's family is like a lack of a backbone and a possibility of collapse at any time. Outsiders are salivating at the crumbling Su family, as if they are hungry and wolves may pounce on them at any time. People who were originally dependent on them may also be blinded by greed and want to replace them.

After all, Mr. Su couldn't completely let go.

It is precisely because of this that she agrees to marry into a marriage. She cannot fight against the situation in the whole world alone.

"Wanmiao, I feel wronged." Old Master Su's face was no longer as rosy as before outsiders during the day. Instead, it was a little weak and pale, and his wrinkles seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. He patted her hand gently and sighed.

"Grandpa, there is no grievance or grievance here." Su Wanmiao smiled slightly, "This is what I should do."

Old Master Su seemed to choke and coughed twice. Su Wanmiao quickly wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, but suddenly heard a vicissitudes of life: "Actually, grandpa has figured it out over the past few days."

Her movements paused slightly.

"It was my grandfather who was wrong before. The fate and future of the Su family should not be entirely on you. Wanmiao, if you really don't like that scholar Du, you just want to be wronged for this family, then grandfather can make the decision for you..."

"Grandpa..." Su Wanmiao didn't know why grandpa suddenly said this.

"Do you still want to hide it from me? You have been married to him for so long and have not had sex with him." Old Master Su smiled kindly, but unexpectedly there was no sign of blame.

Su Wanmi's face turned slightly red and looked a little flustered and uneasy. She lowered her head and gently twisted her handkerchief on her fingertips, and asked in a low voice: "It's those servants who talk too much..."

Old Master Su shook his head slowly: "These are irrelevant. What is important is how do you view this marriage? I took those things too seriously before. Now, the experience of escaping from the gates of hell under a serious illness has made me understand what is precious."

"If they want to fight, let them fight. Our Su family can no longer feel wronged." Old Master Su seemed to have a great enlightenment, and turned to Su Wanmiao, who was frowning and silently, "Since you haven't had a room with him yet, it's still time..."

"Although Du Bai is a scholar, he is mediocre and secular. I can give him a thousand taels of silver and allow him to spend the rest of his life in peace. I think he will not refuse..."

Du Bai, who was standing aside, looked at the old man, as if he had arranged the rest of his life casually, a little angry and funny.

But he thought about it carefully. If the other party really made such a request, it would be like a rich second-generation elder on Earth who asked him to leave her child with a check of tens of millions. Then he would probably leave without saying a word and live his own life obediently.

He believed in his ability and had the ability to live without relying on the Su family in this world, and lived well, with many beautiful wives and concubines. Even if he really couldn't make it, he could still go outside the domain to join his Ghost King clone. Isn't it also a pleasure to be the second-in-commander of a ghost city?

However, he did not rush to leave, but looked at Su Wanmiao, a little curious about how her reaction would be.
Chapter completed!