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

Chapter 620
Little Master Pei asked: "What did you do right?"

Xie Zhifei: "Let your father leave first."

Little Master Pei's face changed slightly: "What did you do wrong?"

Xie Zhifei: "I didn't drive my brother away."

"so……"

Pei Xiao sat up and asked timidly: "If you think it's too slight... is it true?"

"It's really not true, it's hard to say."

Xie Zhifei bit his lip, "I only know that when a person is about to die, his words are also good."

"Ancestor..."

Little Mr. Pei was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.

"Please don't scare me. If what he said is true, if we continue to investigate, it will be a disaster of confiscating the family and annihilating the family. My wife is not married yet, my son is not yet born, and I don't want to die so early."

"So, what you have to consider now is not whether Tai Wei's words are true or false, but..."

Xie Zhifei's face sank and he used an unprecedented serious tone.

"Do you want to follow Yan Sanhe and continue the investigation, or should we stop here?"

"This……"

Little Mr. Pei hesitated.

If you continue to investigate, your life will be at risk;
If we don’t check, everyone in the Zhu family will die.

but……

The death of the Zhu family was not his death.

Pei Xiao made a quick decision: "If you don't investigate, withdraw."

It's important to save your life!

"Not only do we have to withdraw, but we also have to let Yan Sanhe and the others withdraw too."

Pei Xiao hesitated, "Especially Daxia Li, we must keep an eye on her. This is no joke."

"Master Li is nothing, the key is Zhu Yuanmo."

Xie Zhifei touched the cold sweat on his palms and said, "As long as he doesn't want to get rid of this inner demon, Yan Sanhe and Li Buyan don't need to watch him at all."

Pei Xiao moved his butt forward a few inches and said in a suppressed voice, "If I were Zhu Yuanmo, I wouldn't investigate."

Xie Zhifei: "Why?"

"Although it is the word death..."

Pei Xiao lowered his voice: "It is better to die because of the inner demons than to confiscate the family and exterminate the clan. The reputation of the Zhu family can be preserved in the front, but... there will be nothing in the back."

Xie Zhifei slowly exhaled.

This will hurt his heart.

It hurts.

……

in the carriage.

Zhu Yuanmo was leaning against the car wall, his face as white as a ghost, and he was dying.

"Big brother."

Xie Erli handed over the warm tea, "Drink a little to moisten your lips."

There were several cracks on his lip, and there were blood stains on both sides of his mouth that had not been wiped clean. If he went back like this, his family would be worried.

Zhu Yuanmo shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Sit Li, when mother goes out for the funeral, you take the eldest sister back, and the Zhu family won't come for the time being."

"Big brother?"

"You call me big brother, I will always think about you. I can't involve you and your Xie family."

Zhu Yuanmo said slowly: "If I can save one, it's one."

Xie Erli was shocked to hear these words, but was unable to refute.

Ming Ting said that the matter involved Qin Tianjian, and he tried to think of the worst, but it was just that Zhu Xuanjiu had deliberately miscalculated people's fortunes, read Feng Shui wrong, or harmed someone else.

never thought...

It turned out to be on the head of the former prince.

This is a catastrophe for the Nine Clans!

Xie Erli originally wanted to help, but now it seems that he is absolutely unable to do so.

Not only could he not, but Lao San and Ming Ting had to withdraw, and they must not be allowed to get involved again.

"After you go back, don't mention this matter to anyone, including the second and third children. Don't say a word. Just pretend that nothing happened."

"Brother, what should the Zhu family do?"

"Let's stand."

Zhu Yuanmo's heart was as sharp as a knife: "The Zhu family has come to an end, it has come to an end..."

Xie Erli looked at him sympathetically, and wanted to say, "There is no perfect way," but also wanted to say, "There is still Miss Yan on the left and right."

Nothing can be said.

There is no perfect road for everyone - but the Zhu family has reached a dead end.

There is Miss Yan on the left and right - all the people in the world are the king's soil; on the shore of the land, are they the king's ministers.

Yan Sanhe is just a weak girl. She can solve the inner demons of the dead, but she can't make the living be spared.The case of the former prince's witchcraft?

That is directed at His Majesty the present day!

……

The carriage stopped at the back door, and the old steward hurried down a few steps and drew up the curtain.

Xie Erli helped Zhu Yuanmo get out of the car and entered the door.

The old manager put on the mourning clothes for the uncle, briefly talked about the current situation in the house, and then asked in a low voice:
"The funeral will be held in seven days. I plan to bury my wife where, so I can start making preparations."

It is a rule of the Zhu family that the first couple is buried in the same grave.

There is actually no need to ask more, but now...

The old manager had to ask one more question.

Zhu Yuanmo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and said coldly: "Isn't his coffin on display in the temple? Let the wife's coffin fall down first in the cemetery."

As for that person...

He doesn't even deserve to enter the Zhu family's ancestral tomb!

"Yes!"

The master and servant entered the mourning hall while talking.

When the second and third children saw their eldest brother coming back, they quickly got up and went to greet him.

Just when Zhu Yuanhao was about to open his mouth, Zhu Yuanmo's eyes sharpened and he showed the style of being in charge of a family, "We can do everything after sending my mother away."

Zhu Laoer and Zhu Laosan looked at their eldest brother's serious face and did not dare to say anything more, so they immediately returned to their original kneeling position.

Zhu Yuanmo picked up an incense stick, lit it and inserted it into the incense burner, then knelt on the futon.

Three heads kowtowed, but he did not get up. Instead, he fell down amidst the exclamations of his siblings.

……

At the same time that Zhu Yuanmo fell, Xie Zhifei knocked on Yan Sanhe's window.

"it's me."

"Let Zhu Qing help you go to the main room to talk."

Yan Sanhe didn't sleep all night, and his clothes were neatly arranged.

She walked to the main room, turned on the lamp, opened the door, and invited the master and servant to come in.

Outside the door, Xie Zhifei held the threshold with one hand and stood on tiptoe with one foot, "Let's just say it here, not a few words."

The sky was still dark at this moment, and the candlelight shone from behind Yan Sanhe, seeming to cast a faint soft color around her body.

His heart also softened.

"I won't be coming over for the next few days. I will stay home for a while and recuperate my legs. My wife will be having her funeral in seven days, so I will go and see her off."

Yan Sanhe nodded.

"This demon..."

Xie Zhifei said while looking at Yan Sanhe's expression.

"Why don't we take it easy first? We can wait until the wife is sent away and let Brother Zhu think about it."

"Xie Chengyu, Tianshi bought the house in the capital. I wonder if it is still there?"

Xie Zhifei's pupils trembled, "You, what do you want to do?"

"I want to go and see."

Seeing that his face turned pale with fright, Yan Sanhe quickly added, "It's just me and Buyan. We won't disturb anyone while it's dark."

Xie Zhifei covered his heart and said, "Yan Sanhe..."

"I cherish my life."

Yan Sanhe interrupted him: "As long as Zhu Yuanmo says not to investigate, I will definitely not investigate further."

"you said?"

"I said."

"Agreed?"

"A word is settled!"

A stone fell in Xie Zhifei's heart. He was most afraid that Yan Sanhe would insist on investigating.

"After I return to the Yamen, I will find a way to help you look for it, but you two can't go there. Take Zhu Qing with you."

Yan Sanhe: "Okay."

So obedient?

Xie Zhifei was not used to it.

"No one cared about me before!"

Yan Sanhe dropped this sentence and closed the door with a bang.

Xie Zhifei's hand was almost caught in the door, but luckily he recovered quickly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling what he just said, and his heart, which was beating very fast, suddenly jumped a few points faster.

In the past, no one cared;

Now that someone is thinking about him, he will naturally cherish his life.

(End of this chapter)