Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

While talking, the three of them walked outside the gate of the Liu family compound.

There was no one around, so Mu Ziyun simply got rid of this blindfold until he entered the gate of the Liu family compound, and Liu Qiuding finally realized that his sloppy appearance was really out of control, or he was afraid of being seen by his children and grandchildren, so he went Sansan let go of her hand.

The Liu family compound is not too big, if only the few people who are always at home are just enough to live in. At this time, the New Year's Eve has just passed, and the red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets hanging at the door are still brightly colored, and everywhere you look is a pair of The festive taste of the rest of the year.

It's just that all of this is like red plums and snow, the bright red has just bloomed, and the joy of the happy event has not faded, and it has been covered with white cloth strips and white paper flowers reluctantly, just like a funeral. .

Covering Qinghe's gaze, he skipped over the word "Fu" pasted on the door, and asked, "Why is your house like this? Is it to commemorate Quansheng?"

"Fuck, pay homage to him, a thief who kills thousands of knives, what is he doing!" Liu Qiuding spat viciously, and then realized it later, turned his head to cover Qinghe, and asked, "Didn't you just say that Quan Sheng do you died?"

"He's dead." After the lie was exposed, Qinghe didn't have any regrets at all, just pulled a half-hearted smile at him, and said, "It's just to deceive you."

Liu Qiuding thought of how frightened he was just now, and was really angry, but now he had to rely on these two people for his life, so he dared not speak out, so he could only lead the two of them inside.

They didn't see anyone coming to greet them until they entered the inner courtyard, and even the surroundings were quiet, so they naturally understood.

Since the whole garden was not in honor of Quan Sheng, it must be in honor of the members of Liu's family, and the two of them had just met Liu Chunsheng, and Liu Qiu and Liu Nian were temporarily linked, so the possibility was naturally ruled out.

I just don't know which one is the new unlucky ghost, Liu Qiushou or Liu Hua.

After all, for the purpose of discussing matters, Liu Qiuding simply took Yan Qinghe and Mu Ziyun to his bedroom. On the way, he happened to pass by the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall was filled with cigarettes, and there was still a dark coffin inside. Mu Ziyun took a look at it intentionally. .

Unexpectedly, Liu Qiushou's name was actually written on the spirit tablet on the table.

Covering and noticing Mu Ziyun's movement, he also turned his head to look at it, and didn't understand until he saw the name on the spirit tablet, which was really embarrassing.

"What about Liu Qiushou..."

Liu Qiuding remained silent and did not answer immediately, but at this moment he had no choice but to make a move. After hesitating for a moment, he confessed to the two of them: "It was me...the night that I killed Quan Sheng."

"Is there such a thing?" Yan Qinghe sighed.

Liu Qiuding continued: "On the day when the incident happened, Chunsheng went to the market early in the morning and didn't come back at night. There are only me, Qiushou and two children at home."

Mu Ziyun interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said, "The matter is very important, let's go into the room and talk about it."

Liu Qiuding agreed, pushed open the door of his bedroom, and invited the two of them in, and he himself took advantage of this gap to calm down before continuing.

The master didn't invite him, but he was talking again? It was an important matter, and he didn't dare to sit when he entered the door. He hesitated, walked around, and finally had to obediently stand beside Mu Ziyun.

Liu Qiuding closed the door, came to sit next to the two of them, covered Qinghe and raised his hand to form a barrier, then stopped being polite and sat down on the only chair in the room. Seeing him like this, Mu Ziyun He just smiled helplessly, and then stood beside him.

"Still laughing! Still laughing!" Seeing them like this, Liu Qiuding shouted angrily, "You're still laughing even though my son is dead!"

"Ahem——" Mu Ziyun felt something was wrong, put his fist on his lips, pretended to clear his throat, and asked, "Tell me in detail, what happened that night?"

Only then was Liu Qiuding coaxed by his kind words, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Chunsheng is not at home, the yard on the other side of him is empty, the autumn harvest may pass by at night, who would have thought Shang Quansheng's dog thing came in over the wall, Qiushou has been out of his mind since he was a child, and when he didn't pay attention, he smashed the back of his head with a stone, and he disappeared on the spot."

"Stone?" Bi Qinghe questioned.

——There is no stone that can break the back of a person's head.

Liu Qiuding said, "It's a stone. When I went there, I saw a bloody stone on the ground."

While thinking about it, he looked up at Mu Ziyun, but the man seemed to have not noticed it at all, and asked, "According to what you said, Liu Qiushou didn't make any sound when he died, so how did you wake up?" ?”

As a witness to the incident, Liu Qiuding showed a more puzzled expression than Mu Ziyun, muttering to himself, "I don't know, I just woke up suddenly."

"It stands to reason that just after you changed your life, your body's aura suddenly changed, and it's all in a mess. You should be very imaginary." Biqing said peacefully.

"That's right, I was obviously very weak in those few days, and I couldn't wake up when I fell asleep." Liu Qiuding said while rubbing his neck, "But he woke up suddenly that day, and just happened to hear someone outside. voice, I woke up."

Listening to them chatting about some irrelevant issues one after another, covering up and wandering away, until now there was a gap, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came, and he asked casually: "Speaking of which, where is your daughter-in-law?" ?”

It's strange to say that the big family members looked at in this roster, but now they don't even see half of them when they arrive at the family's house, not to mention the missing son, and even the daughter-in-law who is not allowed to leave the house.

He clearly remembered that in the ghost world that day, Nie Wanqiu even listed Liu Qiuding's long-dead wife on the list, but he didn't pronounce the name of the eldest daughter-in-law of the Liu family.

Could it be...

Just as Yan Qinghe guessed, after listening to his question, Liu Qiuding seemed to be extra cautious, and said softly: "My daughter-in-law is a monk! She is not at home often."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Chunsheng always goes to Hemeng City to find her. The two children have been with me since they were young, and Qiushou and I brought them up."

Mu Ziyun counted with his fingers, and said in surprise: "Hemeng City? We've all gone to the Central Plains. Your daughter-in-law said that Yunyou is not at home often, but actually she doesn't want to live here?"

"If you don't want to live here, then you can't stay. After all, I will continue the incense to my old Liu family and give birth to a grandson who is different from ordinary people. If you don't live in the house, you will lose a bowl of rice." Liu Qiuding is calm.

Speaking of this, Jia Qinghe finally understood, a layer of frost suddenly formed on his face, and he said in a calm tone: "Oh, this is why you want to change lives with Liu Nian, right?"

Liu Qiuding was frightened by his sudden temper. He didn't know whether he should or should not respond to this glaring fact. To the point.

"Suddenly I don't want to save you."

After concealing his words, he folded his hands on his chest in a fit of anger, and twisted his whole body to Mu Ziyun's side.

"Hey, you..." Liu Qiuding was taken aback by the sudden reaction, and he became more respectful and hurried between the lines, "Mr. Shangxian, you, you don't know, that brat Liu Nian , Kong has a good talent, but he doesn't know how to learn all day long, he only knows how to play, I, I am doing this for his own good."

Covering his eyes and raising his eyebrows, he looked at him: "Okay? Where is it?"

"Although I am a grassroots person, I still have a smooth life, and I haven't encountered any natural disasters or famines. I just thought...letting him live such a smooth life is better than the hardships of hard work."

"Hmph." He hummed in an unclear and unintelligible way, and simply stood up and walked to the window sill.

"This... this..." Liu Qiuding hesitated for a long time, but cautiously approached Mu Ziyun, tugged at his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "My lord, what do you mean by this? Do you want to protect me or not?" -"

Mu Ziyun smiled heartily, patted Liu Qiuding's shoulder with a big hand, and said, "Baobaobao, naturally, he won't protect you and I will."

When he said this, his eyes were looking at Qinghe, and his smile was directed at the man, but the latter was still looking out of the window with a solemn expression, without even a slight reaction, obviously not joking.

Covering Qinghe has always been bad-tempered and thin-skinned. He is a rare character who is both inside and outside the nest. Mu Ziyun has not known him for a long time, but it is rare to see him so silent when he is angry. Naturally, he is gossip Intrigued, I want to find out.

"Hey, good."

Of course Liu Qiuding was not aware of the inexplicable aura blending between the two of them, but he rubbed his hands a little embarrassingly, and asked with a smile: "Then... how do you plan to protect me, my lord? Do you want to prepare something so that I can let you go?" I have a mental preparation..."

Mu Ziyun waved his hand and said, "There is nothing to prepare, you just need to keep everything as usual."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to go to cover Qinghe's side.

"Don't!" Liu Qiuding grabbed him and said eagerly, "How about doing it as usual! Then I'm just the bait, and he can kill me casually!"

Hearing what they said, Jian Qinghe was finally willing to turn around to look at the two of them, and said coldly: "I just want you to be the bait."

"You! What are you kidding!"

Liu Qiuding was terribly anxious, a thin layer of sweat would break out on his forehead in snowy weather, he quickly pulled Mu Ziyun, and asked urgently, "My lord! Just say something, why—"

"Of course I listen to him." Mu Ziyun shrugged with a smile and said, "Think about it, if you didn't use you to lure him out, how could we kill him? If we don't kill him, we can keep you for a while, how about Keep you forever? Unless you dig out your yin and yang eyes—”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Unless you poach your yin and yang eyes and make him lose interest in you." Cover Qinghe said lightly, "But even so, there is no guarantee that he will not retaliate against you."

Liu Qiuding was rendered speechless by the two of them, and was silent for a while, thinking that the man just wanted his own eyes, how could the two people in front of him seem to want his own life.

But he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to object. After all, these two people were uncles, especially the young man in white, who would put face down at every turn. For his own life, he had to be coaxed.

Mu Ziyun thought the same way, but Liu Qiuding, who didn't wink at him, always pulled him, making him powerless and could only look at the back of Qinghe.