A Clash of Gods

Yang Ning only thought that this Wei Dong was just a mystery, and said with a smile: "What nonsense do you have, if there are ghosts in this house, would you dare to live here?"

Wei Tong explained: "Li Gui only appears in this yard. As long as he is not close to this yard, nothing will happen."

"What did you say about the two dead?" Yang Ning curiously said: "Since you said there are ghosts in this courtyard, has anyone seen them?"

Wei Dong glanced at the courtyard and whispered: "In fact, everyone in the old house knows this, not only knows that there are ghosts, but also often hears the sound."

"Voice?" Yang Ning frowned. "What voice?"

"Xiao Xiao!" Wei Dong said: "Every year, there are one or two Xiao voices coming out of the yard, one blow is the middle of the night, and each time it has to disappear for two or three consecutive nights. It makes people sweat upright. "

"Ghost can blow flute?" Yang Ning Qi said: "Can anyone see that?"

Wei Dong said: "The old slave just said that two people died because of this ghost house. The first one was already more than ten years ago. At that time, I was on a job in the house with me. It ’s in the old house, so it ’s not stricter than when the old Hou Ye was there. We had a few drinks that night, and when the wine got up, we heard that there was a flute in the ghost courtyard, and we talked about the ghost courtyard, and everyone knew it. Haunted, that guy drank more that night, and his courage became bigger. He would gamble with us, saying that he would dare to go to the ghost house for one night, and we would each lose one or two dollars. "

"He went?"

"Drinking wine at the time, my head was confused." Wei Dong sighed and smiled bitterly: "Everyone thought he was bragging, who knows that he really took advantage of the wine spirit, and turned into the yard in the middle of the night. .....! "

"What happened later?" Yang Ning asked curiously.

"Dead." Wei Dong said: "Early in the morning, we found that he was lying outside the courtyard wall of the ghost courtyard. There were no scars all over his body, and his eyes were open, and there was no breath. The eyes were scary .. ...! "

Yang Ning frowned: "Are you scared to death?"

"There was a dead man in the old mansion, and the chief executive wouldn't let us publicize it, but he secretly found Lang Zhong to come over. After checking, Lang Zhong said that he didn't have any scars on his body. It was terrified to death, "Wei Tong whispered:" But the general manager will not let the investigation continue, and he has told us to keep our mouths shut, so no one except the old man knows about it. "

"How did the second person die? Also scared to death?"

"The second person died last year, and it's not long since now." Wei Dong said: "At that time, the general manager had already gone to the city, and the general manager Qi was here as a director. At that time, it was also the busiest time. Bian Xin hired a few workers, and a young man was brave enough to know who had heard about the ghost yard. He sneaked into the yard in the middle of the night. "

"Die outside the wall the next day?"

Wei Tong shook his head and said: "This time it was even stranger to die, it was hung on a big tree ...!" Speaking of this, he raised his hand and pointed to the side of the ghost courtyard, "Shizi saw Is that big locust tree? "

Yang Ning looked over and saw that a tall locust tree was very luxuriant in the distance of seven or eight steps to the left of the courtyard door. Although the leaves fell, but the branches were lush, it would be many years at first glance, just like the old house. An old tree that has withstood the baptism of the years.

"It was hung upside down on that big tree." Wei Dong said that he couldn't help but shuddered: "As soon as Master Qi knows it, he will warn the people of the old mansion that no one should ever be near the old mansion."

Yang Ning thought that if Wei Dong's words were true, the death of these two people was really strange.

How can there be such a place in the dignified old Qi family house?

"You said that there is a flute every year here?" Yang Ning groaned slightly before asking: "How long has it lasted?"

"I stayed in the old house for seventeen years. For seventeen years, I could hear one or two times a year." Wei Dong said: "Every time is two or three nights in a row, and there has been no sound since."

"Isn't anyone going to be mysterious?" Yang Ning doubted.

Wei Dong said: "Shizi, as far as the old slave knows, this flute sound existed before the old slave came to the old mansion. If someone really made a fuss, who would spend decades continuously fooling around here?"

Yang Ning also finds it incomprehensible. If someone is mischievous, it will never last for decades or kill people at will. Is it true that this old house is really a ghost?

"Shizi, don't stay here for a long time." Wei Dong said: "At that time, the old Houye did not allow people in the house to be close to this yard. . "

"Then do you know who lived in this yard at the earliest?" Yang Ning asked softly: "This yard looks not small, and it is not far away from other yards. There are always reasons for being alone here."

Wei Tong shook his head and said: "The old slaves don't know, and people rarely talk about it here. After all, it's an ominous place and they don't want to be contaminated. Now the vines have grown so luxuriantly, but no one dares to come over to clean up." Continuing this topic, he said: "Shizi, the meal is ready, let's go to have a meal first."

Yang Ning followed Wei Dong to the restaurant. Gu Qinghan was still in the account room. Wei Dong only said that he had sent someone to deliver food to the account room. After using the meal, Yang Ning came to the account room again. Abacus, concentration, the meal was set aside, and never moved, Zhao Yuan and the little servant were waiting beside.

"You go to eat first." Yang Ning waved his hand and motioned for Zhao Yuan and the two to leave.

Zhao Yuan and the two arched their hands and stepped back gently. Yang Ning did not bother to disturb Gu Qinghan. He walked slowly by the wooden frame with his hands on his back. He took an account book and turned it over to see it. Many accounts, like the article, looked very strenuous, and then took a few books to open, all of which were so tedious, frowned, looked at it for a while, could not help shaking his head.

It ’s no wonder that the books here are almost half a house. He found that the accounts recorded in the books are detailed, but they are too detailed, and the number is expressed in words, which is too cumbersome and looks like Very inconvenient.

After all, his previous life was also a business background. Although he is not a professional finance, he is still very familiar with basic account statements. According to his estimation, these dozens of pages of account books, if simplified, are recorded in a digital report format. The content of the page.

"Ouch ...!" Yang Ning was thinking about himself. He suddenly heard Gu Qinghan's voice behind him, and immediately dropped the account book and looked back. He saw Gu Qinghan sitting on the chair, and he hurriedly passed, " San Niang, what's wrong? "

"Don't move ...!" Gu Qinghan slightly tilted his head, and his body didn't move, "I ... I can't move my neck, Ning'er, you ... don't come over ... .! "

Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood that Gu Qinghan must have been suffering from cervical spondylosis, because the time at the desk was too long, and when he suddenly looked up, the cervical spondylosis immediately occurred.

"San Niang, don't move." Yang Ning stood behind Gu Qinghan. Although he couldn't fundamentally solve this cervical spondylosis, Yang Ning couldn't solve it quickly, but it was still a breeze to help him recover from cervical spine compression. On the shoulder, Gu Qinghan immediately said: "What are you doing? Don't move, it hurts a lot ...!"

"I know it hurts." Yang Ning said: "I will help you click and you will be able to recover immediately. You don't need to move." The right hand stretched out, the palm was attached to Gu Qinghan's jade-like white neck, but the thumb was pressed. On the cervical vertebrae, Gu Qinghan's body twitched slightly, and it seemed that he was a little unaccustomed to it. His body moved a little, and his neck was even more painful.

"Tell you not to move, San Niang is obedient." Yang Ning, like teaching a disobedient child, pressed Gu Qinghan's shoulder firmly with his left hand to prevent her from moving. Gu Qinghan didn't know what kind of ghost Yang Ning was going to make. It's wrong, but Yang Ning's thumb has been gently rubbed on the cervical vertebrae. The force was very soft at first, and then slowly increased his strength. Gu Qinghan only felt that the back neck was originally tight. After being pressed by Yang Ning, There was really a soothing relief ~ www.readwn.com ~ A moment later, Yang Ning's palm gently stroked back and forth on Gu Qinghan's pink neck, only to feel that Gu Qinghan's skin was smooth and full of elasticity, although Gu Qinghan also felt the pain in his neck The feeling has been greatly relieved, but Yang Ning stroked back and forth on the pink neck, both physical and psychological have a strange feeling.

Qi Sanye has sacrificed his life for the country. She has been widowed for many years. It is the age when the flowers are blooming. As the third lady of Jinyihoufu, it is not necessary to say respect for the ceremonies and ceremonies, but after all, it is a flesh and blood body. The feeling is not close to human feelings, so I often bathe in cold water, which is why my skin is more firm and elastic.

Suddenly Yang Ning massaged his neck this time. Although it was not extremely sensitive, Gu Qinghan felt strange.

If it used to be, you might not have any special feelings, but now you know that Shizi grows up and has a different psychology.

"OK ..... OK ..." Gu Qinghan felt a little warm on his face and said softly: "It's already okay, don't need to ..... no need to press anymore."

Yang Ning just closed his hand, and when Gu Qinghan could turn his neck, he smiled and said, "It seems that my workmanship is not bad. San Niang, you are suffering from cervical spondylosis. You usually press and press to help you recover."

Gu Qinghan thought that there was no way to let you touch me this time, but next time he would never have a chance. I was afraid that Yang Ning would see that his expression was wrong and he coughed deliberately before saying: "Here are all ledgers. If you do n’t want to Stay here, go out for a turn, this is our old house, and I do n’t know when it will come back next time. "

"I just turned around in the house." Yang Ning sat down on a chair and looked out the door. When no one was there, he lowered his voice and asked, "San Niang, the place in the old house." Do you know the ghost courtyard? "