“Yes!” Lin Wanyue nodded and said, “They’ve all been driven away. It’s hard to say whether they’re dead or alive, but they’re probably queuing up to be reincarnated right now, so there’s no need to worry about them.”

"Oh." Qi Sichen raised his chin and looked at Little Pink Butterfly and the five ghosts, Laifu: "Then, what about them?"

“Those are all my family members, they live here with us, they are not evil spirits, don’t be afraid,” Lin Wanyue said calmly.

When Lai Fu and the others heard the exceptionally handsome man mention them, they all gathered around. None of the four ghosts expected Lin Wanyue to consider them family, and for a moment, the four ghosts felt a mix of emotions.

Warm and heavy.

It's like being wrapped in a twelve-pound cotton quilt in winter.

The four Lin brothers were quite interested in the father and son, especially Lin Zheyun, who had his eye on the sword in Qi Sichen's hand and wanted to take it and play with it.

But Xuefu had already forced them to go back to sleep.

Qi Sichen leaned his head against the wall and watched them walk out. He could no longer see any ghosts through the door, so he was slightly relieved and believed Lin Wanyue's words.

In fact, he had no other choice but to believe Lin Wanyue's words.

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble your family tonight, as I'll be setting off tomorrow," Qi Sichen said.

This remote county town is not safe.

Qi Sichen realized this and decided not to take Qi Yuan on a trip to Jiangnan, but to return to the capital as soon as possible.

"Give him enough money, but release him first so I can check his body." Lin Wanyue walked up to Qi Yuan.