The reborn aunt went crazy and Chuangfei's whole family looked down upon them

"Ah Huan, the journey south will definitely not be too smooth, so take me with you to protect you at all times."

Qi Zhixuan held the reins in one hand to drive the carriage, and waved the whip to beat the horse with the other hand.

If you can't board the ship before dawn, the risk of being recognized will greatly increase, and you really won't be able to leave by then.

Xu Huan stopped talking, and she didn't believe it. It was such a long time on the road and there were so many opportunities, but she still couldn't get rid of him?

Looking at the black wood, it has been burned to the point where the original face cannot be seen. Several monks were cleaning around with brooms.

"Madam, the bodies of my eldest aunt and my aunt Mei are already on their way back to the house. We can start our journey."

Lingying took the cloak and put it on Lin Qingwu. After working hard all night, it was time for Madam to go back and rest.

"Let's go. Remember to spread the news when the time comes. The more people who know, the better."

Xu Huan has laid such a large net, and has already stopped thinking about Kyoto. Presumably, she will never come back in this life.

Just as he was about to get on the carriage, he saw a crowd of people coming outside the temple. An aisle was opened among the crowd. Xu Songchi's eyes were dark and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

After just a quick glance, Lin Qingwu didn't pay much attention and got into the car.

"Abbott! I... where is my eldest sister? My wife and aunt... are all here?"

Xu Songchi held Abbot Wuyou's hand and refused to let go. He only got the news last night that the temple was on fire. He thought it was just a child playing and lighting something on fire. Who knows! I came down this morning to report that... relatives at home were killed in the fire? !

How could he believe such a thing!

If you want to see a person alive or see a corpse if you die, if the temple doesn't give an explanation today, he will definitely send people to trample this place!

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, your wife has left in a car, and other relatives have also been sent back."

Wuyou bent down slightly and saluted. He didn't know exactly what caused this incident.

They are just a bunch of pathetic people. With Mrs. Lin here, the Wuding Marquis Mansion will not cause trouble to the temple.

Xu Songchi wanted to say something else, but the boy beside him stopped him in time.

"Your Majesty! Let's go back to the house early and take a look! My wife must be waiting for you now!"

Lu Ming's face looked like he was thinking about the entire Hou Mansion. Anyone who heard it would just think that this was someone who was single-minded.

"Let's go!"

Watching the black people descending the mountain again, Wuyou closed his eyes, hoping that the Buddha would bless the two girls and they would get what they wanted.

"Big! Big! Big! I win again! Take the money, get the money!"

Xu Zongen's smile spread from the corner of his mouth to the back of his ears. The money bag on his waist was bulging and heavy.

It's a sweet burden.

"Hey Xu Zongen, your luck is a little too good, isn't it? Why do you always let you win?"

Hu Huanzhi patted his thigh, his face hurt. These days, he lost a lot of money, and those who lost were all put into Xu Zongen's pocket.

Zhao Yunting patted Hu Huanzhi on the shoulder. The two of them were like brothers in distress, with a lonely look on their faces.

"I won't play any more! You win money every time. It's so boring!"

Hu Huanzhi waved his hand and wanted to go out, but Xu Zongen put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him back.

"Hey, good brother, you are having so much fun. What are you doing? Although all the money has gone into my pocket, I don't want to. How could God be so kind to me! Besides, when Didn’t I win the money because I was the host and took you to dinner?" Hu Huanzhi held his chin and thought for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"Okay, okay, let's play one more game, just one game. After we play, let's go have a meal, okay?"

As he said this, he and Zhao Yunting exchanged glances with each other, nodded understandingly, and then pulled Xu Zongen into the gambling house.

It was getting late when he came out of the restaurant. Xu Zongen was helped by his servants and carried into his small courtyard. For some reason, he vaguely heard someone crying.

Could it be that my mother was anxious because she couldn't find him?

But that voice doesn’t sound like a mother’s!

I stumbled out of the yard. What happened today? Why did you hang up the white cloth and white lantern?

Could it be that Xu Hengpu died suddenly?

Before he could laugh out loud, he turned around and saw the man who died suddenly staring at him with an indifferent expression.

A chill shot up from my calves and went straight to Tianling Gai, which even made me sober from the wine.

"Ghost...Ghost! Hmm..."

As soon as he shouted, Xu Hengpu walked up to him and covered his mouth.

Um? Do dead people still have body temperature? Why are his hands still hot?

"How can there be ghosts at night? What are you screaming about!"

"Ah? You're not dead, no, why aren't you dead?"

Xu Hengpu stopped answering him. It turned out that what he told the truth after drinking was not false at all. This kid really exposed his true thoughts after drinking.

Xu Zongen, whose consciousness gradually became clearer, also realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and hurriedly said: "Brother, I just heard those servants talking nonsense, and I was a little confused for a while... But what happened in our house? Why do you look like you are preparing for a funeral?"

Xu Hengpu didn't bother to expose him. After thinking about it, Aunt Mei had taught him for a while, so it was better for him to know about it.

"Aunt Mei and eldest aunt in the mansion passed away. They accidentally encountered a fire in the temple...and couldn't escape."

After saying that, she walked directly around him. When her mother came back today, she looked like she was frightened. She had to rush over to deliver the soothing soup, so she didn't have time to waste time talking with him.

Just as he was about to leave, Xu Zongen pulled him back. Xu Hengpu frowned and looked at the hand on his wrist, feeling sick in his heart.

"release……"

"Tell me first what's going on!"

Seeing how stubborn he was, Xu Hengpu didn't tolerate him and directly pulled his arm back. "If you really want to know, just ask around in the whole house. Don't waste my time."

Xu Zongen wanted to say something more, but the man had already walked away.

There were two coffins placed quietly in the mourning hall. Xu Songchi had already opened them and looked at them. It was impossible to distinguish the original faces. Only the jewelry next to the corpses and the gold bracelets on their arms could identify the two people.

In just a few days, my mother left, my grandmother left, and now even my eldest sister has left me.

"Huan'er!"

A rough shout came from the yard, and then he saw Wu Dinghou, dressed in military uniform and with gray hair, striding into the ancestral hall.

Lin Qingwu looked at this man a little strange, but when he saw that every old man in the house was crying, he guessed that this was Wu Dinghou himself.