"It's cold~ so cold~"
The ghostly voice sounded again.
It rang directly into Ming Wenyong's ears.
Ming Wenyong shuddered and the oil lamp almost hit his feet.
"Who? Who is playing tricks on me?"
He scolded in a deep voice, but felt a little scared in his heart.
"Master, I am Cuilan."
"Cui Lan?"
Ming Wenyong's voice trembled. Wasn't Cuilan sentenced to death?
Could this be Cuilan's ghost?
"My death was so tragic!"
The ghost's voice suddenly became miserable, and a pale human head appeared in the white mist.
There was no neck, and a pair of eyes were shedding tears of blood.
“Ghost!”
Immediately, Ming Wenyong screamed and fell to the ground in fear.
The sound startled Li Yujiao, "Husband, what are you doing sitting on the ground?"
"Ma'am, it's so cold down there."
"Come and accompany Cuilan~ Come~"
The pale head sighed with endless sorrow.
Only then did Li Yujiao see the familiar face in the white mist, and her head suddenly felt cold.
This...is this Cuilan's ghost coming back?
"Madam, I miss you so much in the underworld."
A pair of pale ghost hands stretched out from the white mist and grabbed Li Yujiao.
"ah!"
"Cui Lan, I didn't harm you. If you want to find someone, go find my sister-in-law!"
"It's her fault! She sent him to the government. It's none of my business!"
Li Yujiao shouted and hugged Ming Wenyong tightly.
Even at this point, you are still putting the blame on others.
"I'll die."
"I'll die."
The ghost hand pinched Li Yujiao's neck and squeezed hard.
Gradually, Li Yujiao couldn't breathe, her eyes rolled up, and she fainted.
Ming Wenyong hid under the bed, not daring to move.
"Master, please come and accompany Cuilan~"
A pale head lay upside down under the bed, its bloody eyes staring straight ahead.
"No, I don't want to die!"
He rolled his eyes and fainted.
[Hahaha, two cowards.]
Mingxin giggled, it was so funny.
An Li and Ming Wenqing also smiled and looked at each other.
My daughter seems to love playing pranks!
What to do?
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