What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

The dense rain washed the stone road, and the gloomy weather made the mansion feel particularly eerie. The moist water vapor spread over Jiang Jian's body, and he couldn't help shivering.

In the misty rain and fog, Jiang Jian walked towards the old house.

The black-painted door was closed tightly, and two large iron rings with lion patterns were hung on it. Jiang Jian picked up one of them and knocked on the door tentatively, only to hear the door rattle.

Other than that there is no response.

Jiang Jian reached out and pressed on the door again, but with a slight press, the door was easily pushed open to both sides.

But after a while, the door was completely opened, and Jiang Jian hesitated before walking in. The pavilions and pavilions were deep in the courtyard. He frowned and walked through several garden-shaped arches with green plants next to them and several secluded paths. A misty white mist slowly rose from the ground, and gradually he couldn't see the direction ahead, so he could only continue walking based on his feeling.

He knew the place was weird, but he wasn't about to back down.This is the best place to find Guan Jia, he can't just watch Guan Jia being changed.

There was the sound of someone walking not far away, and Jiang Jian immediately paused her footsteps and listened carefully for a while. Those footsteps were walking in an orderly manner, and she felt that they were trained people.

After a while, there was another sound of jingling, and the sound of people chatting and whispering. Jiang Jian held his breath and remained motionless.

Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew away the thin white mist in the air, Jiang Jian's eyes were finally able to see the things in front of him clearly, and the things in front of him made him widen his eyes in surprise.

He walked by some strange people wearing ancient headgear, men, women, old and young, they were all doing what they were doing in an orderly manner, and no one noticed the figure that suddenly appeared among them. A tall man.

Jiang Jian looked at them in surprise, and it took a while to realize that they couldn't see him. She tried her best to suppress the huge doubts in her heart and stood where she was and continued to observe these strange people.

"Let's go, go to the door of Fourth Grandma's house." A maid in light gray clothes pushed another maid who was washing things by the well.

"Is it born today? I've been there several times and every time it's fake." Another maid muttered.

"You don't care! Just go! As long as you get the golden melon seeds, that stinky girl Xiao Que robbed a lot last time, but it made me very angry."

"Okay, okay, wait until I finish washing this."

Jiang Jian watched them pushing and shoving to the other side, and after thinking about it, she followed behind them.

Probably for the convenience of talking, the two maids chose places with few people along the way, and the two mouths also babbled endlessly.

The maid in gray said: "Fourth grandma is really spoiled, I heard from the girl in her room that she even put water to her mouth!"

The other sneered and said, "Tch, it's just a sparrow that flew up a tree and wanted to be a phoenix. I don't think people in other courtyards like her."

"That's not right! It's just a weedy pheasant! It's just that the master is holding her up as a treasure, and it's just a momentary interest. If the master sees someone else again, I don't think she will cry!"

"Actually, I've heard that..." The maid in gray lowered her voice again, "Master just..."

Because Jiang Jian deliberately lowered his voice, he didn't hear clearly. He only saw the round eyes of another maid who opened her eyes wide after hearing it.

Jiang Jian followed them unhurriedly while listening to their words. The house was really big. After walking for a while, the two of them calmed down their expressions and went to another courtyard respectfully.

There were quite a few people in that yard, some of them were holding brass and iron basins, and they all showed anxiety. Jiang Jian looked at them indifferently, not knowing whether the expressions on their faces were fake or really anxious.

"Quick, quick!" Pots of blood were brought out, and the noise was mixed with a woman's shrill screams, which suddenly fell silent after a while.

A high-pitched female voice shouted: "It's born! It's born! It's a young master!"

Suddenly, from the side door, one or two people in red and fancy clothes scattered a handful of things, such as preserved fruits, coins, and even small golden melon seeds.

The small yard immediately became a mess, and the maidservants were chanting joyful words, but they wished to grow five or six hands to pick up things on the ground.

The two maids that Jiang Jian was following were also among them, bending over and squeezing back and forth inside.

A woman who looked like a peasant woman came out of the delivery room, holding a child wrapped in a cloth in her arms, smiling and talking to a man with a serious face and luxurious clothes. Jiang Jian guessed that this man was the owner of the house.

The man glanced at the child, gave the woman a few words, turned around and walked away quickly without entering the delivery room. There was no special emotion on his calm face.

Jiang Jian walked two steps towards that room, and the scene changed in an instant, but the weather was still sunny, and he was still in the courtyard, but the servants disappeared, and the courtyard was empty.

Jiang Jian collected herself and continued to walk towards the small wing room. Just as she reached the door, she heard a childish voice:

"Dou... Doerfu..."

A gentle female voice said from the side: "Tofu, tofu."

"Um... funny!"

One of the windows in the wing room was half open, and Jiang Jian could see a child carved in pink and jade inside, frowning and learning to speak, with a very cute pink mouth.

A woman was half lying on the bed with a sickly expression, but she looked at the child with extremely gentle eyes. She reached out and touched the child's head and said, "Xiao Heng, go drink some water after studying for so long."

Xiao Heng...Jiang Jian understood, this child is probably the owner of that tablet, Guan Heng.

The child nodded obediently, took small steps and ran to the small stool beside him, held a glass of water and drank a little while with his face up, then ran back to the bed and handed the water glass to the woman: " Mother, drink water."

The woman drank a little after taking it, and wiped her eyes quietly while the child went to drain the water.

Jiang Jian closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, the yard was already dark yellow, the leaves rustled in the bleak autumn wind, and white stripes fluttered by the wind hung on the side rooms.

Jiang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he walked directly into the wing room. There were some people standing sparsely inside, and a black coffin was placed at the front.

He heard the slight whining sound, and thought of the pink and cute child. When he walked around the crowd, he saw the child was crying and trembling. He kept wiping his eyes with his hand, and his eyes were red.

Jiang Jian walked up to him and stretched out her hand to touch his head, but halfway through reaching out, she thought that the child would not feel his touch at all, so she had to give up.

A gracefully dressed woman suddenly said from the side: "Okay, help Fifth Young Master back to the room, this is the last time."

After the woman finished speaking, the maid walked over and wanted to pull the child up, but the child shook off her hand forcefully, and the maid had no choice but to say, "Master Guan Heng, let's go back."

Xiao Guanheng's mouth moved, his voice became hoarse from crying for too long and he could only make a small voice: "I don't, I won't go..."

The maid didn't know what to do and glanced at the woman. The woman snorted and winked to the side, and a guard went up to pick up Xiao Guan Heng and walked outside without saying a word.

Little Guan Heng immediately struggled, his little arms and legs trying to get down, his face was flushed, he was whimpering, and his eyes were fixed on the coffin.

Jiang Jian only felt angry, and hurried over to stop the man, but it didn't affect him at all.Little Guan Heng was taken away in the end, and when he carried him out the door, two strings of tears fell from his eyes and fell to the ground, and his lips were bitten, bleeding out.