At night, after the two people in the room fell asleep, Ning Qing withdrew her ghostly power, and her entire body gradually became transparent, floating out of the window.
System: Host, aren't you going to buy the road map?
Ning Qing rolled her eyes at the system: There are countless ways to buy a roadmap, why choose yours?
System: Mine is the most convenient.
Ning Qing: No, yours is the most expensive.
The system was momentarily speechless.
Ning Qing: You cunning system! I'm already heavily in debt, and you still won't let me go. Even Zhou Bopi would have to admit defeat to you.
The system thought to itself: "Not earning points is the act of a coward."
A good system should not miss any opportunity to earn points.
Soon, Ning Qing arrived in front of an ancient building and stood still in the air.
The towering walls blocked outsiders from prying into the courtyard and also deeply confined the area inside, leaving people to drift and struggle in that small world.
In the darkness of night, the dark, secluded courtyard and houses resemble a monster with its gaping maw, revealing its menacing fangs, waiting for its prey to walk into its trap.
Ning Qing: This ghost hunter's house must be very interesting.
After saying that, he drifted into the courtyard. Stepping into the wall felt like entering the next winter. A cold wind blew, chilling him to the bone, and his blood froze at that moment.
As Ning Qing floated along, she complained: "Even if the Shen family members don't go crazy, they won't live long if they live in this place."
System: This is the old Shen family residence, inhabited only by the old ancestor and a few servants.
Ning Qing: Are you sure it's a maid?
system:……
Could it be the lover of that old ancestor of the Shen family? But this is too heavy-handed, there are old men and women in their seventies and eighties in it.
Mainly because she's ugly.
Ning Qingzhen wanted to tap the kitten's head to hear if there was any water sound inside.
Near the ancestral hall, Ning Qing sensed a powerful, foul-smelling aura. She immediately suppressed her own aura and continued drifting forward.
Ning Qing stopped by the window of the ancestral hall and saw a hunched old man with a long white beard, leaning on a cane, wearing a long gown of unknown era, standing in front of an offering table. Behind the offering table were rows of wooden memorial tablets, and among the many tablets, the largest one was placed at the highest position.
The old man lit three incense sticks, his expression extremely devout. He bowed respectfully and spoke like a true believer, "Ancestor, do you have any instructions for today?"
The memorial tablet above lit up a few degrees, and a wisp of black smoke drifted out, slowly revealing the outline of a blurry human face.
An aged voice, as if drifting from a distant place, asked, "When can those two children make their offerings?"
When the old man heard this, his bent back stiffened.
He humbly said, "Ancestor, one of those two children is the only bloodline of the Shen family. Could you please show leniency and let him go?"
The blurry face let out a soft, indifferent snort.
The old man lowered his head even further and said awkwardly, "The ghostly aura on those two kids last time has been removed."
The blurry face opened its blurry eyes wide, looking very interested, and hurriedly asked, "Who is that person? Where is he now?"
The hunchbacked old man was intrigued by the blurry face and was overjoyed. He quickly replied, "That person lives with the vessel that the ancestor has his eye on. We will definitely present them to him in the next few days."
The blurry face gave a heavy, cold snort, "What kind of work are you doing? You make me wait several days for something as trivial as catching two idiots."
The hunched old man trembled slightly, his head almost drooping to his waist, and he repeatedly begged for mercy, "Young man, I will definitely present those two people as soon as possible."
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