"Sister Mingying, what do you think my husband is planning to do?" Her eyes were full of suspicion.
There was no point in arguing, so Ruan Mingying didn't bother to reply and told Mingzhuo to roll up the car window. "Let's go."
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When the car arrived at Qinghui Residence, Mingzhuo told Ruan Mingying and the others to go upstairs first, while she turned around and went to the neighboring Luowu Residence.
When she walked through the gate, she found that everyone inside was there.
Li Wenhe and Pei Di also came over, and the group of them were engrossed in drawing symbols on the sofa and coffee table.
Gu Xu sat to one side looking at the documents.
Mingzhuo couldn't help but sigh, "Axu is such a good person. Despite being a germaphobe, he was willing to give up his house so they could indulge in feudal superstitions."
Li Wenhe looked up when he heard the noise. "Did things go smoothly for you this time?"
"It went smoothly."
He Wangyao stopped writing. "Really? Visiting relatives in the countryside, the coffins on the dam must have been a total horror movie buff."
Mingzhuo: "Then you'll be disappointed. The government now requires cremation, and there are no coffins left on the dam."
She paused, then said calmly, "On the contrary, the countryside is quite clean."
Such cleanliness is clearly abnormal. Where in this world are there not a few wandering ghosts? It's as if someone did this on purpose.
Mingzhuo did not voice this suspicion, but examined the talismans drawn by the others.
Gu Xu suddenly stood up and walked over, "Hou Zhihui is here."
Hou Zhihui arrived a few minutes later. After their last meeting in Xiangshi, Hou Zhihui had offended Jiang Yuncheng and could no longer make a living in the Xuanmen sect in Xiangshi, so he simply went back to his hometown.
He had encountered a difficult situation and came to Mingzhuo for help.
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