After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

When the people attracted by the screams arrived, there was only a puddle of wet water outside the pavilion, and the water droplets scattered along the small bridge into the pavilion.

The county lady was rescued?

An old woman and two servants were standing by the lotus pond. The three of them looked at each other, unable to figure out what was going on and who saved the county lady.

However, the county lady's voice was not heard in the water pavilion. It was pitch dark inside and inexplicably creepy.

Several people stood outside the water pavilion for a while. The old woman was a little bolder and knocked on the door and shouted, "County Lady? County Lady, are you in there? County Lady..."

No one responded in the water pavilion, and it was still quiet.

The woman who knocked on the door suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet. Her legs became weak and she slowly stepped back.

“No… no one.”

The old woman shook her head, and the two servants were so scared that they ran away without even looking back.

"Hey! Wait a minute, old lady!"

The old woman hurriedly followed, frightened to death.

The Water Pavilion is haunted!

There is a water ghost!

The last time the eldest son was pushed into the water, the murderer has not been found. I’m afraid... there is no murderer to catch at all.

Xiangling stood at the window and watched the three people fleeing. She turned to Jiang Hao who was sitting at the table drinking tea and said, "Miss, they have all run away. Let's leave quickly too."

Yueying had already changed out of her wet clothes and rolled them up into her bag.

Jiang Hao put down the teacup, winked at Yueying, then jumped out of the window in a few steps and disappeared into the night.

"Little...ah!"

Just as Xiangling uttered a word, she was grabbed by Yueying and jumped out of the window. Then she ran in the dark, climbed over the wall and returned to Fangcaoxuan.

She was already... terrified!

Jiang Hao returned to Fangcaoxuan a long time ago. Seeing the frightened Xiangling being dragged in by Yueying, he couldn't help laughing. Isn't this girl usually very brave?

"Are you scared?"

Xiangling quickly shook her head and explained with a pale face: "No... No, I just can't adapt..."

Just don't get scared.

While the master and servant were talking, Yueying had disappeared without a trace.

……

After the three old women started shouting, someone informed Uncle Ming, who personally brought people to the water pavilion.

After searching carefully upstairs and downstairs, they found nothing except the water stains that had not yet dried up, let alone the county lady who had "fallen into the water".

The old woman who followed along was shaking even more violently. If it wasn't the county lady, then it must be haunted?

She...she even went to knock on the door for the sake of death, and she didn't know if anyone was thinking of her.

"Just keep your mouth shut about what happened tonight."

"Yes!"

After the three old women were taken away, Uncle Ming entered the water pavilion again and searched the pavilion carefully again.

There is no wind without waves. Uncle Ming does not believe in ghosts and gods, unless someone is pretending to be a ghost.

Could it be that...

However, I still need to ask the county lady about this matter clearly.

……

Not long after Jiang Hao fell asleep, Xiangling woke her up: "Miss, Uncle Ming has sent someone to invite you to the old master's study."

Invite her to the study?

It's to confirm whether she really fell asleep.

Jiang Hao turned over and waved his hand: "Go and ask their manager if he is anxious for me to treat his guests. If not, tell him not to bother me."

After a pause, he said meaningfully: "Sleeping... is the main thing."

"The servant knows."

Uncle Ming heaved a sigh of relief when he received Jiang Hao's reply. After thinking for a while, he said, "Go, tell the two people guarding the water pavilion to withdraw. Pretend they know nothing about what happened tonight..."