My magic stick is going to heaven!

When Shang Yanzhou entered, Liu Dachang was sitting in the living room, and the woman who was watching them from the balcony just now, the so-called Mrs. Liu Dachang, was slowly making tea.

Seeing Shang Yanzhou coming in, Liu Dachang stood up and said with a smile: "Shang Governor's presence really makes Liu's house flourish, please take a seat."

Shang Yanzhou smiled warmly, sat down gracefully, and said:

"Boss Liu is polite."

"Where is Governor Shang, Ah Ci, serve tea to Governor Shang, oh yes, Governor Shang, this is my wife, Shen Ci."

Shang Yanzhou nodded, and called out very politely: "Madam Liu"

Shen Ci smiled slightly, her scholarly aura from a scholarly family was very tender and gentle, she handed a cup of tea to Shang Yanzhou, put it down, and said:

"I'm a woman and I won't get involved in what you're talking about. I'll go and make arrangements first. Later, Governor Shang will stay and have a light meal."

After finishing speaking, the woman made a gesture to stand up, turned around and left, but just in time, she met Wen Changlang coming in, and bumped straight into Wen Changlang's eyes, but she seemed to be shocked by the scrutiny in those eyes , hastily lowered his head, avoiding his sight.

Wen Changlang had met Liu Dachang in a hurry before, and his body was full of yin. Only when he stayed with the dead for a long time, could he be infected with such a heavy yin. At that time, he didn't understand, but now a pair of this The so-called Mrs. Liu has a mirror in her heart.

It turned out that this was the case, and he thought that he had guessed wrong.

The death of the unknown female corpse was extremely tragic. The skin of her whole body was stripped away while she was alive, and she endured the heart-piercing pain of skinning. The pain recurs again and again, as before, and I will not be reborn.

Wen Changlang's eyes carried that wisp of green smoke. Ever since she entered this room, she has been agitated, crying, unwilling, and all kinds of things intertwined.

From entering here, those forgotten memories of life are rushing to the front. That woman, wearing her skin, is in love with her husband, enjoying everything that should belong to her!

Hatred drove the green smoke to slowly expand, and the living room was suddenly filled with gloomy winds. Outside the courtyard, the sun was shining brightly, but inside the living room, there were bursts of chill, piercing through the bones of the heart.

"Mother."

With a clear and clear cry, the ever-expanding Wraith instantly turned into wisps of green smoke, and shrank in a corner, moaning and weeping, her little He'an...

Little He'an was still very young, with a pair of bright eyes inlaid on his small face, which were watery, visibly trembling and frightened.

However, it was because he called "mother" not in the direction of that woman, but in the direction where she was hiding.

A cautious voice: "Mom", any resentment or hatred is not important anymore, her little He'an is only so young, how could she be willing to hurt him...

"Little He'an, mom is here, did you see mom?? Mom is here! Mom is here!"

Crying anxiously, tearing with despair, and the smoke of the spiritual body constantly entangled around Xiao He'an, all these things, only Wen Changlang could see and hear them.

Little He An opened his confused eyes and looked at his mother, but the mother didn't call out for a long time.

"An'er, why are you down? Your father is entertaining guests. Go upstairs with your mother."

While speaking, Shen Ci held Xiao He An's hand, turned around the stairs with somewhat messy steps, and went up the stairs on the other side.