The abusive heroine, she stood up

Chapter 165
Yun Nian was brought to the living room, and after sitting down, tea and pastries were served.

She drank half a cup of tea, and Xie Yun came over. He suppressed his heavy heart and asked, "Miss Yun, are you still used to it?"

Yun Nian nodded, raised her eyes and asked, "The singing voice is behind the West Wing?"

Xie Yun was surprised: "Yes, it's over there, did Miss Yun find anything?"

"Let's see tonight." Not sure yet.

Although the Xie family is a century-old family in Clearwater, looking at the members of the family, it is impossible to connect it with a century-old family.

There are too few people.

During dinner at night, only Yun Nian and Xie Yun were on the table.

"When my family was in my grandfather's generation, the number of people became scarce, and it is even less when it comes to me."

When Xie Yun talked about these things, his expression was lonely. He had watched Xie's family deteriorate day by day since he was a child, and there was nothing he could do.

Yun Nian lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Rise and fall is a process, and Xie Yun just happened to speak at the end of the defeat.

There was a sudden commotion outside, and Uncle Ming walked in quickly: "Young Master, Master is unconscious."

"Hurry up and invite the doctor!" The chopsticks in Xie Yun's hand dropped with a clang, and he hurried out of the hall.

Yun Nian followed Xie Yun and walked over. There were many servants standing in twos and threes in the corridor, looking at each other with mixed expressions. Yun Nian passed through these people and heard a few words.

"Oh, obviously the master came out to bask in the sun a few days ago, why did he fall ill again today?"

"Could it be a flashback?"

"Bah! Shut up and stop talking nonsense!"

Wasn't the first two days when Xie Yun left, Yun Nian frowned.

Not long after, Uncle Ming led the doctor into the room, and after a while Uncle Ming came out, Yun Nian stepped forward and said, "Uncle Ming, I want to ask you something."

Xie Yun had already explained Yun Nian's identity to Uncle Ming, and he quickly asked, "What do you want to ask, Miss?"

Yun Nian walked to the edge of the corridor: "Did your young master hear the sound of singing in the past two days?"

The wrinkles on Uncle Ming's old face deepened. He thought about it and shook his head. It was because there had been no weird voices these two days, so the servants in the family were relieved.

Could it be that the voice was caused by the young master?
Ming Bo said uncomfortably: "Master, he has a pure heart, he is reluctant to step on an insect even to death, and he won't do any vicious things, why did he get entangled by these things."

"You misunderstood." Yun Nian said, "I'm just asking for the fact that Xie Yun wasn't entangled by anything."

It was the Xie family who got entangled.

Suddenly there was another sharp shout from the corridor: "It's not good, Miss is dying soon."

"This is terrible!" Uncle Ming had just breathed a sigh of relief, but now his heart raised his throat again.

The wind in the courtyard was blowing, and it was bitingly cold.

Yun Nian looked up at the West Wing, and the black air dissipated. She immediately found Xie Yun: "Put your sister and grandfather together."

Seeing Yun Nian's serious face, Xie Yun's gloomy eyes lit up: "You have a way to save them, don't you?"

"Go quickly."

She didn't know if she could save the two of them, but the evil was eliminated.

"Get ready for the funeral."

The doctor came out and was blown by the wind, shivering from the cold, and left Xie's house in a hurry after explaining this sentence.

When he went out, he was still muttering: "True evil."

"You all go back to the house. No matter what you hear for a while, don't show your heads, or you will be blind!"

Yun Nian said to the people in the corridor.

The wind is still blowing, and there is still some time before midnight.

Xie Yun put his grandfather and sister in the lobby of the house, and asked, "Miss Yun, what is this?"

Xie Yun is timid. If he used to be scared, he would hide behind his sister or grandfather, but now he can only face everything he is afraid of.

"Damn it."

What Yun Nian said was calm and breezy, Xie Yun's hands were shaking in panic.

"So timid?" Yun Nian said with a light smile, "How can you support the Xie family!"

Xie Yun's face flushed instantly, still very scared, and asked cautiously for a while: "Is it really a ghost?"

"I can still lie to you."

Yun Nian walked up to Xie Yun's grandfather and sister, and found a white cloth to cover the two of them: "We'll wait for her here."

She walked to a corner, gathered a touch of spiritual power to support a small barrier, and isolated the breath of the two of them.

Xie Yun originally wanted to stop Yun Nian from covering his grandfather and sister with a white cloth. They are still angry, and this is too unlucky.

But when he thought of saving them in this way, he held back.

"No, the ghost probably won't come out until a few days later."

Yun Nian didn't want to waste a few more days.

Xie Yun showed embarrassment on his face, and stood in the corner with Yun Nian.

At this time, Xie's family was shrouded in sadness and death, Ming Bo and others hid, no one could be seen in the huge house, only the sound of angry howls, which was creepy.

I don't know how long I waited, Xie Yun gradually relaxed from the original fear and high tension, and asked in a low voice, "Does Miss Yun often encounter such things?"

"This is the first time."

The ghosts in their place don't care about making random mistakes, they can catch any monk they meet when they go out, and they might lose the chance of reincarnation.

But today's one is a bit special, it seems to know how to form a formation, and if you don't take the initiative to show up, you can't catch it.

After a while, a miserable opera suddenly sounded outside. If you were in an opera troupe, this sound would definitely attract many people, but singing it at night is a bit scary.

Xie Yun was so frightened that she swallowed wildly, clutching her sleeves tightly, not daring to speak.

The desolate voice was getting closer and closer, and when it approached the door, the wind poured into the lobby, the candles were instantly extinguished, and the two white cloths were blown off, Yun Nian's eyes sank, and he rushed out in a flash.

"Thunder lock, restraint!"

With a flash of sword light, the singing stopped abruptly, and the violent wind outside gradually subsided.

Yun Nian condensed the flame and relit the candles in the lobby, and a woman in a red wedding dress appeared.

She brought the woman in the soul body state to Xie Yun, and withdrew the barrier: "Do you know me?"

Xie Yun was so frightened that she was about to cry. This woman had disheveled hair, a ferocious face, black and black, and was dressed in red, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

He leaned against the back wall, shook his head and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know her, I haven't seen her before."

"She can't hurt you."

Yun Nian was puzzled, and looked at the woman in his hand: "He doesn't even know you, why did you harm his family?"

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"Don't talk, right? Let me change the question. You killed his grandfather and sister. Why did you let him go alone?"

Still not talking?
Yun Nian lost his temper, and said coldly, "Do you want to lose your soul and body and never return?"

The woman finally reacted and stared at Xie Yun with endless love and hatred in her eyes.

"You and Yang Wenping are so similar that I can't do anything."

(End of this chapter)