When people reach a certain age, they tend to have an increased awe of strange and supernatural things without even realizing it.

Yuan Ge was indeed dead.

Buried in a sealed coffin in front of everyone, even if she really had the ability to come back to life, she would definitely not be able to climb out of the sealed coffin - Yuan Ge was truly dead, and the rumors of resurrection that were spreading in the mountains were definitely false, and this girl was definitely just a little similar, so there was no need to worry. However... the ghost story made people feel a little bit like "it's better to believe it than not to believe it".

Besides, this secret room was Yuan Ge's territory... In the middle of the night, at the place where the dead were, the flickering candlelight always made people think of the words about possession. Once these thoughts were formed, looking at the harmless little girl in front of them, they felt more and more weird.

The smile is weird, the eyes are weird, even the way he holds his hands behind his back and tilts his head is weird. These somewhat similar faces are even more creepy.

The second elder suppressed the vague sense of weirdness, squinted his eyes and smiled, waving at Yuan Ge, "Girl, why don't you come over and talk."

The little girl looked alert, but still stood there without moving, and the smile on her face faded a little.

Zhuang Lichuan didn't care. He sat at the table by himself, took out a gourd filled with water from his arms, poured hot water into the white porcelain cup in the secret room, pushed a cup over, smiled warmly, and said, "There is no conflict of interest between you and me. Yuan Ge is dead, and the things in her secret room are naturally for those who are capable. Now, the only one who knows how to enter this secret room is me and your son. The secret room is so big and there are so many treasures. You and I both have our own plans. Naturally, we can take what we need. Why make such a fuss? Don't you think so? Come and sit down. Aren't you tired at this midnight?"

The girl seemed to think for a moment, then loosened her hands behind her back and walked silently towards Zhuang Lichuan. After all, she was young, and her worries and embarrassment were all on her face. She hesitated for a while before sitting down and asked, "It would be best if there is no conflict. What if you and I want the same thing, but we only have one treasure?"

"You little girl..." Zhuang Lichuan shook his head and said with a smile, "Is this how Nan Yin usually teaches you? You all become as clever as him. Come on, come on, come on, if you and I like the same treasure, I, who has one foot in the gates of hell, naturally would not be embarrassed to compete with you youngsters for it, so I will naturally let you have it! Are you satisfied with this?"

The little girl seemed to be moved, and nodded slowly after a while, "If that's the case, I would like to thank the Second Elder for giving up his love on behalf of my son."

Zhuang Lichuan smiled again, tilting his head to look at Yuan Ge, "How is it? Are you happy now? Don't you think the old lady is bullying you, a little girl? Well, after talking for a long time, drink some hot water to moisten your throat... Do you think what I said makes sense? The relationship between your son and me is not a life-and-death relationship, so why do we have to confront each other so directly, right? You and I walked into this secret room together, and divided the treasures inside, and everyone would be happy, isn't it good?"

"Second elder, you are right." The little girl frowned slightly and slowly took the teacup. She held it in her hands and smiled shyly, just like the obedient girl who stood beside Feng Qingtan when they first met. After a while, she lowered her head and took a sip of hot water, then raised her eyes to apologize, "I was also worried about you just now, so I offended you with my words. Elder, please don't blame me."

Zhuang Lichuan clapped his hands and chuckled, very good-tempered, "Okay, okay, young people always have a temper. I'm an old man, can I really have the same opinion as a little girl like you? If this gets out, people will laugh at me. Drink water, drink water..."

Zhuang Lichuan looked amiable on the surface, but in his heart he complained that this little girl was just a maidservant of a young master from an aristocratic family. She was smart in what she said and did, but she had never seen the real world. She seemed to lose her backbone after being scared by a few words. After all, she was not as good as Yuan Ge... That girl was very opinionated no matter what time or what happened.

You are too opinionated.

Zhixuan Mountain is such a big business, with so many people to feed and live, and many relationships to manage, and money is needed everywhere, how can it be enough with just that little business? But Yuan Ge is noble and upright, she doesn't know the suffering of the world and doesn't understand how heavy the burden on his shoulders is. She has so many prescriptions and doesn't use them herself or let others use them. She said it was a secret room for hiding treasures, but in fact it was more of a seal to keep these things that were almost lost.

I have mentioned it several times in a tactful way, but every time she was right and no one could convince her or persuade her.

If not, why would I take such a risk?

Zhuang Lichuan looked at the little girl in front of him who was drinking hot water from a small teacup. Perhaps because of the previous conflict, the little girl seemed a little restrained. She would secretly raise her eyelids to look at him when she saw people, and quickly look away when she saw him looking at her, with a guilty look on her face.

Yuan Ge would not be like this.

Zhuang Lichuan actually liked Yuan Ge very much. The child was pretty and lovable, like an especially cheerful little sparrow, chirping. With her, Zhixuan Mountain was always lively. Nowadays, Zhixuan Mountain... became increasingly lonely and boring. The young students were getting worse and worse, and the teachers who taught the classes were about to have no successors. I was afraid that in a few decades, Zhixuan Mountain would just be a mountain... Zhuang Lichuan sighed softly, looking at the little girl who was obviously a little tired and her eyelids were fighting after drinking a cup of hot water, and called softly, "Shi, Shiyin?" Was that her name? He couldn't quite remember it, it was a bit difficult to pronounce.

The other party looked over with confused eyes, "Hmm? Elder, you called me?"

"Yeah." Zhuang Lichuan raised his hand and waved it in front of her, his voice getting lower and lower, and he leaned closer to ask, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or are you sleepy?"

This time, the little girl didn't answer him. She just shook her head with great effort, but it didn't help. With a "bang", her head hit the table...

Fell asleep.

Zhuang Lichuan pushed her, but she still didn't wake up and was sleeping soundly.

Zhuang Lichuan then slowly stood up, walked to the other side, lowered his eyes to look at her. The little girl was sleeping quietly with her eyes closed, like a kitten whose claws haven't grown yet. Her breathing was even and slow, and her porcelain white forehead was slightly red - that was where she had hit the table just now.

The fire behind him flickered, and Zhuang Lichuan's shadow fell on Yuan Ge. The shadow was very long. After a while, the shadow slowly raised his hand, holding a dagger in his hand... He hesitated in his heart, and the dagger also hung in the air for a long time without moving. After a long time, he let out a long sigh, and then stabbed the dagger down -

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