Qingping continued to say, "One day, a new maid named Cui'er came to the room of Aunt Six's room. Aunt Six saw that she had a pretty big-eyed and beautiful cheeks, and she was a little more beautiful than herself. She was not so jealous. She slapped Cui'er in the face and scolded her for dressing up to seduce the master. Cui'er cried and shouted for injustice. At this time, the master came and asked her why she was crying. Aunt Six was about to cover up, but the master picked up Cui'er's face and looked at her. Her pitiful appearance made him feel distressed.

Together, they were about to marry Cui'er as the eighth aunt. The sixth aunt hated Cui'er and asked someone to hang Cui'er on the beam of the house that night. They also told the master that Cui'er was unwilling to be young, and they couldn't think of her own short-sightedness. The master felt unlucky, so he asked someone to bury Cui'er's body. Cui'er died unjustly. When she was struggling before her death, she was still shouting, saying that she would come back to seek revenge on the Sixth aunt. The sixth aunt was scared, and in a blink of an eye, she reached Cui'er's first seven, for fear that Cui'er would come back."

Youmeng took a sip of tea, subconsciously tucked her lips with silk, and couldn't help but frown and listened carefully. Jiujiu was listening with relish while eating cakes.

"It is said that the first seventh night is the night of resurrection. That night it was windy and drizzling. There was no moonlight. When the lights were turned off, it would be pitch black." Qingping also started to enter more and more. The flames shaking, illuminating her face with a shaking cloudy day. She whispered in a low voice, "Sixth Aunt closed the door of the house tightly. At this time, a woman's crying sound came from outside, sobbing and sobbing, and it sounded very resentful."

Xiaochun snuggled up with Youmeng, her weak body trembling: "Sister, I'm afraid..."

In fact, Youmeng was also afraid, but when the story was about to be the most exciting part, she couldn't help but want to continue listening, so she hugged Xiaochun tightly and found some comfort for each other without interrupting Qingping.

Qingping said quietly: "Auntie Six saw a ghost floating to her door, and then there was a dull knock on the door, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, two..."

"Bang!"

Just as everyone was listening attentively, the door was pushed open, a gust of wind blew in, blowing out the candle, and a dark figure stood at the door, scaring the whole room to scream: "Ah!"

The man stood with his hands behind his back, scolding majestic and coldly: "What are you doing!"

Madam Fang hurriedly lit the candle. Everyone calmed down and suddenly realized that the person at the door was Qi Miao. Qingping was still scared and called out in a trembling voice: "Master Qi..."

Madam Fang held the candlestick and put the lamps in the room one by one. Qi Miao walked into the room with a dark face, scanning the people beside the table with panic on her face.

Youmeng covered her chest, caressed her gently, and resented him in a panic: "Master Qi, you will be scary to death if you are like this..."

Qi Miao walked over, carried Jiujiu away, and left the seat free, then sat next to her, and said coldly: "It's boring to not sleep in the middle of the night, and the whole room is telling ghost stories here?

Jiujiu was forced to lift him away, staring at him with grief. Youmeng smiled embarrassedly: "The children arrived in a new place, so they couldn't sleep, so they gathered together to tell ghost stories."

Qi Miao snorted coldly: "Ignorance women and children, how can there be ghosts in the world?"

"Yes, yes!" Jiujiu nodded firmly, but Qi Miao glared at him and did not dare to speak.

Qingping touched Jiujiu's head and said with a gentle smile: "I heard that children's eyes are clear and their minds are clean, so they can see a lot of things that we can't see."

Qi Miao's face was cold and without a trace: "It's nonsense, why can't I see it when I was a child?"

Youmeng mocked him without fear of death: "That's because your eyes have become dirty since childhood and your heart has become dirty."

Qi Miao immediately slid her eyes and stared at her coldly. Youmeng seemed to be nothing and lowered her head to drink tea.

Madam Fang saw the situation and smiled tactfully and obediently: "It's late at night and I'm really tired, so I won't bother the princess."

As she said that, she went to tease Qingping lightly, suggesting that she would go with her.

Qi Miao was calm and composed: "Take these two children to bed."

Youmeng was panicked and sent everyone away. Is he going to spend the night with him?
Chapter completed!