The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 440 Ashes
There are 180 corpses in the Zheng family, no more, no less. So who is the corpse pretending to be hers?
Where is this man from?

Xie Zhifei looked at Yan Sanhe in the night and felt his heart beating rapidly again.

Unable to hold on, he put his hand on Yan Sanhe's shoulder.

"Yan Sanhe, you really need to help me. This place is so full of ghosts that it scares me so much that my legs are weak and I can't stand."

His voice was the same as usual, with a bit of arrogance.

It seemed that the hand fell on Yan Sanhe's shoulder not because he could not stand, but because he deliberately wanted to be scornful of her.

Yan Sanhe silently moved his feet towards him, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

"Hand out."

"what?"

Xie Zhifei stretched out his hand, and there was a black thing in his palm.

"Put it in your mouth."

"what?"

"poison."

Xie Zhifei threw it into his mouth without saying a word.

A sweet and sour taste spread out from your mouth, suppressing the bitterness of the wine and the discomfort of chest tightness and heart palpitations.

"People with weak hearts should avoid going to cemeteries in the middle of the night."

Yan Sanhe looked at that handsome white face and scolded him with a straight face, "Do you think your life is too long?"

How did she know I had a bad heart?
Pei Mingting must have told her.

But if she didn't ask, how could Pei Mingting tell her?

Suddenly, the self-pity that Xie Zhifei felt when he was drinking was gone.

How pitiful am I?
My sister has a father who loves her, a mother who loves her, and a three-two-one who protects her like a dog in Mulishan;

My other girl has the ability to transform people's thoughts and demons, and she has a shit stick to protect her.

I had no blood relationship with her before, and now we are even less related, so am I...

Is it possible to...

Can I qualify...

like her?
Yan Sanhe's clothes were always thin, and the heat from the man's palm came through. She frowned, it seemed a little hot.

"Go back, this place is too dark."

"it is good."

"Do you want me to help you?"

Xie Zhifei smiled, "Not as weak as you think."

If you pretend to be weak when you are strong and act strong when you are weak, won't you die if you don't pretend?
Yan Sanhe scolded him in his heart, stepped back half a step, and motioned for him to go first.

Where there are too many grievances, there are also many unclean things. This is the tomb of the Zheng family. Those things will not look for her, but they might look for him.

The two walked back one after the other.

Yan Sanhe's eyes fell inadvertently in front of General Zheng's tomb, and his body suddenly froze.

"Xie Zhifei, please wait."

Xie Zhifei's heart trembled when she called her, and he turned around, "What?"

"look?"

Xie Zhifei followed her finger and looked over. His face, which had no color at all, turned pale in an instant, and then he strode over.

In front of the tomb is a square of black soil.

He squatted down and rubbed it with his fingers, "It's the ashes left after the paper money is burned."

Yan Sanhe thought about it calmly and said, "The fever won't last too long. It should have been a month ago."

"A month ago, that was July and a half."

Xie Zhifei raised his head and met Yan Sanhe's lowered eyes: "Someone comes to burn paper money for the Zheng family on July [-]th."

Yan Sanhe squatted down and frowned, "Who is it?"

who?Xie Zhifei's ears roared, and he was suddenly stopped by the question.

"Nine times out of ten, he is someone related to the Zheng family?"

Yan Sanhe: "Maybe it's the in-laws of the Zheng family? Maybe it's the daughter of the Zheng family who married far away? Maybe... she's a former subordinate of General Zheng?"

Xie Zhifei was speechless and just nodded.

After a moment, he whispered: "Yan Sanhe, there are still people who are thinking about them."

"Well, same as you."

Still thinking about my family.

Yan Sanhe looked at him, and for the first time, there was a little tenderness in his eyes.

……

After drinking wine and being blown by the cold wind, he stayed in the tombs for half the night. As soon as he returned to the other courtyard, Mr. Xie, a short-lived ghost, fell ill immediately.

Li Buyan had been furious about the fact that Xie Scumbag abducted Yan Sanhe for most of the night, and he was waiting for this man to come back and let him taste the fist as big as a sandbag.

Who would have thought that a pale sick man would be waiting for him.

When asked again whether the two went to the Zheng family's tomb to investigate the case, Daxia Li's arrogance suddenly deflated.

When Mr. Pei woke up and found that his good brother was sick, he couldn't care less about whether his heart was broken or not. He hurriedly asked Huang Qi to call his biological father.

Doctor Pei came very quickly. As soon as his three fingers touched the pulse, he wanted to curse Xie Zhifei.

Damn it, Grandpa Pei, I spent a lot of effort to raise your little boy to look like a human being. Why did he turn into a ghost like a human being after not seeing you for half a month?

I really want to feed him some arsenic and poison him to death.

I was cursing in my heart, but my hands were not idle, administering acupuncture, prescribing medicine, preparing medicine, and cooking...

Very busy and organized.

The short-lived ghost drank the medicine and fell into a deep sleep. Grandpa Pei went outside and scolded his son bloody in front of Yan Sanhe.

Amidst the scolding, Yan Sanhe confirmed one thing: short-lived ghosts cannot get sick, let alone have a fever, which can easily cause heart palpitations.

Doctor Pei finished scolding his son and left in a hurry.

Little Mr. Pei looked at Yan Sanhe with a pair of hungover red eyes, full of resentment.

"How can you take my brother to the tomb in the middle of the night? Are you still a human being?"

"You even took him to drink!"

Yan Sanhe dropped this sentence, turned around and left.

When she turned around, Mr. Pei also confirmed one thing from her resolute back - Luo Hua followed the flowing water intentionally, but the flowing water had no choice but to fall in love with Luo Hua.

Wake up, little Mr. Pei, people are ruthless to you!
……

Yan Sanhe was ruthless towards Mr. Pei, but there were visible changes towards Mr. Xie.

In fact, the changes are not big. They are just secretly looking up medical books on how to treat palpitations; telling Tangyuan to eat more rich foods; and telling Zhu Qing and Ding Yi to take care of them more carefully.

Tangyuan and Zhu Qing didn't think much about it.

Who is the third master? The Xie family’s precious baby must not be taken care of well.

There is only one Li Buyan, who secretly hates that silver is not as good as steel. As my mother said, if this woman is soft-hearted towards men, she will definitely be up to no good.

In fact, checking medical books only took up a little of Yan Sanhe's time.

After returning from the tomb, she returned to the state of solving Yan Xing's inner demons, got into the study, and read the case file for the second time.

This time, she read very slowly, almost word by word. While reading the case file, she also compared it with the topographic map of the Zheng family.

At night, she and Li Buyan went to Zheng Mansion again, looked at several wells in Zheng Mansion in detail, and marked them on the topographic map.

On the second night when Xie Sanye had a fever, Yan Sanhe walked into his room.

The man half-closed his eyes, leaning weakly on the head of the bed, his eye sockets deeply sunken.

Hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes, smiled at her, and said, "Why, are you willing to come see me, a short-lived ghost?"

"shut up"

Yan Sanhe's voice was deep in his throat, "If you say the words "short-lived ghost" again, believe it or not, I will beat you up."

(End of this chapter)