The woman held the cup of tea in her hand, and did not stand up, but just knelt and moved forward.
After two rubs, he was next to Sun Jiacheng. However, with just these two small movements, the hem of the mourning clothes was quietly lifted up a little.
A section of white calf was exposed.
When Sun Jiacheng reached out to take the teacup, he discovered that the mourning clothes the woman was wearing were completely different from ordinary mourning clothes.
It would be more appropriate to say that it is a thin white dress rather than a mourning dress.
The skirt is also decorated with lace.
The woman was not wearing any shoes, only snow-white silk stockings on her beautiful feet, and the stockings were rubbed to her ankles.
Sun Jiacheng took a look and felt relieved. He reached out to take the teacup and said calmly, "Thank you, young lady."
Then he drank the tea in the cup!
The woman smiled softly when he finished drinking and asked softly, "Did I scare you just now, sir?"
Sun Jiacheng pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, mustered up the courage to ask: "Miss... Miss, why are there no faces in the paintings in this room..."
"Is this still Fenghua Tower?"
While he was asking questions, the woman poured him another cup of tea and handed it to him.
Then she turned her head to look at the picture frame and explained with sobs: "This is my home, not some Fenghualou."
"As for this painting, it was also arranged by the fortune teller. She was afraid that her husband's ghost would come to visit her after he drowned, so she drew this picture..."
The woman was still talking nonsense, and Sun Jiacheng was panicking!
If this wasn't Fenghua Club, then where the hell else could it be!? Could it be that I really encountered a ghost?
Thinking of this, he felt fear again. He looked at the woman with caution and quietly moved back twice.
The woman holding the teacup also moved forward twice and handed it over.
She said aggrievedly: "Sir, please have another drink. It's very dark here, and I'm also very scared."
I'll let you drink more! You coward!
Sun Jiacheng took the teacup, and the woman's little finger gently wiped Sun Jiacheng's hand.
His heart trembled inexplicably, and he took the teacup and drank it all again.
"Excuse me, young lady, may I ask your name? Please let me burn incense immediately. After that, we can leave."
"My last name is Nie, sir, you can just call me Xiaoqian. Sir, please come closer, I will help you burn incense."
As he said this, he turned around and faced Sun Jiacheng.
Looking at Xiaoqian's slender waist, Sun Jiacheng's breathing became heavier.
At the same time, I felt a little dry in my mouth and my throat felt like it was on fire.
I clearly drank two cups of tea just now, why am I thirsty again now?
Shake your head and quickly get rid of all distracting thoughts! Burn incense and leave now is the right thing to do!
Sun Jiacheng gritted his teeth and walked forward to sit next to Xiaoqian.
Waves of subtle fragrance kept drifting towards his nose, and for a moment he felt a little dazed.
Xiaoqian lit the incense and handed it to Sun Jiacheng.
Sun Jiacheng hurriedly took the incense, kowtowed three times, and quickly inserted the incense into the incense burner.
He asked impatiently, "Sun can leave now!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoqian raised her pretty face and looked at Sun Jiacheng with charming eyes.
"Sir, can you stay here for a while... I'm... I'm scared."
Sun Jiacheng wanted to refuse, but a wave of excitement surged in his heart, and he actually nodded!
He immediately regretted it the moment he put his head down. He knelt there with a bitter face, dazed.
Xiao Qian looked at Sun Jiacheng timidly and said, "How about... Sir, have another cup of tea."
"Oh, yes, yes!"
For some reason, he just felt very thirsty and his throat was burning. It would be nice to have another cup of tea!
Sun Jiacheng took the tea and drank another cup.
Xiaoqian saw that he had already drunk the third cup and had no reaction. He just knelt stiffly with his whole body tense.
I couldn't help but frown!
Is this old guy any good?
Then her hand quietly touched a thread next to the coffin and pulled it hard!
The picture frame on the mourning hall fell down with a clang!
Sun Jiacheng was startled! But the next second he saw Xiaoqian throwing herself into his arms!
My heart started pounding uncontrollably.
Sun Jiacheng looked down and saw Xiaoqian looking at him with her watery eyes. Below her neck was a part of civilization and harmony.
The mourning clothes became a little messy.
Two pairs of long legs appeared before his eyes, and the loose stockings were kicked off unknowingly.
A pair of slender legs were exposed, with the toes curled up mischievously.
"Sir, this isn't a haunted place..."
Sun Jiacheng swallowed hard and couldn't help but put his hands on Xiaoqian's shoulders: "It's an accident! It's an accident! I have to leave quickly... If you're scared, let's go together!"
Xiao Qian complained, "No! The vigil has not yet ended, I cannot leave."
After saying that, he stepped back hard, broke free from Sun Jiacheng's hand, and secretly pulled his sleeve hard!
The light of civilization suddenly blooms!
"ah!"
After a scream, Xiaoqian hurriedly pulled her mourning clothes back on, turned her back and sobbed.
"Ah... girl! I didn't mean it!" Sun Jiacheng was at a loss, but the tea had begun to take effect, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"I won't live anymore!!" Xiaoqian screamed, stood up and was about to hit the coffin.
Seeing this, Sun Jiacheng stepped forward without hesitation and tried to hold Xiaoqian.
It would be fine if you didn't pull it, but when you did, the mourning clothes seemed to be made of paper, and half of them were torn off with a tearing sound!
Sun Jiacheng stood there in astonishment, holding half a piece of rag.
Xiaoqian quickly squatted down and started crying.
Sun Jiacheng was at a loss as to what to do when he suddenly heard the faint sound of a conversation next door...
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