Su Qingwan went forward and pulled Feng Xiuer, who was lying on the bed and watching closely, over.
"Who asked you to come?"
Feng Xiu'er followed Su Qingxiang with her body, her head temporarily resting on the bed.
Su Qingwan had no choice but to go forward, hold Feng Xiuer's head back and press it against her neck.
"I'm asking you a question?"
Feng Xiuer turned her neck 180 degrees and continued to stare at the bed.
She said vaguely, "It was Daxianer, your husband, who asked me to follow you quietly and keep an eye on you."
"And you have to keep a close eye on it. When the time comes, tell me everything, and I'll give you some cookies."
Su Qingwan raised her foot and kicked Feng Xiuer on the butt. "How come you have no professional ethics at all? You sold me out for a few pancakes?"
"I didn't want to at first, but that's a pancake~" Feng Xiuer said with a smile.
"Let's discuss this later outside. Can you just watch a movie quietly for a while now?" Meng Po floated over and covered their mouths.
"Hey, little doctor, your waist is quite flexible. How can you hold this position?"
Su Qingwan covered Feng Xiuer's eyes and said, "This scene is not suitable for little ghosts. Go out and find another ghost in the yard to play with."
"Let's see... we'll come out after we finish our business."
Feng Xiuer curled her lips and said, "What's wrong with that? When my parents were alive, they always did this in the middle of the night. I'm used to it.
I just don’t play like this.”
Su Qingwan......
"Don't you guys avoid children?"
"There is only one room and one kang in the house. Where can I hide? And why should I hide?"
"My parents would also try to call my and my brother's names at the beginning of every session. In fact, they didn't know that I was the one who was awake the whole time."
Su Qingwan......
"It turns out there are so many different ways to do this. How should I tell my parents? It turns out that my dad is the one who makes the moves, and my mom can't make the moves either..."
Su Qingwan......
"My dear, do you want to give Old King Yan some advice on setting up an early childhood education class in the underworld? About this?"
Meng Po was busy watching the real version of the movie and said perfunctorily, "Let's talk about it later."
Su Qingwan coaxed Feng Xiuer into waiting outside, and she concentrated on watching the "movie" with Meng Po.
"This guy is quite durable..." Su Qingwan ate a melon and crossed her legs, "No wonder there is a green grassland on Lao Bideng's head."
The girl was screaming with all her might, and when she turned around she was startled, "You...you...why are you here?"
Su Qingwan looked down at herself in the direction Zhou Xiulan pointed. Oh no, she didn't notice when her invisibility skill failed because she was so excited.
Meng Po shook her head embarrassedly, "I want to cast a spell to let you stop for a while and study it carefully, it seems that if you get excited, the whole branch will split."
Su Qingwan looked at Zhou Xiulan embarrassedly, "How about you guys continue? We can talk after we're done?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely not disturb you. I'll just sit aside and watch." Su Qingwan said seriously.
Zhou Xiulan hurriedly pulled the quilt off the bed and covered herself with it.
"You've already seen what you need to see." Su Qingwan kindly reminded, "Don't waste your time. You're not an outsider."
Zhou Xiulan felt her face was burning, and Nan Nan was also in a panic. He hurriedly put on his clothes and knelt behind Zhou Xiulan.
"Hey~ this pretty boy." Meng Po smacked her lips in dissatisfaction, "He really has no responsibility at all."
"Who?" Zhou Xiulan covered her chest with her hands and looked around in panic, "Who is talking?"
Meng Po felt embarrassed and put the fan against her thin lips, "I forgot to listen to the radio."
He simply waved his fan and appeared.
Zhou Xiulan and her lover looked at Meng Po who suddenly appeared, sitting on a chair emitting black smoke with their legs crossed.
He fanned himself gently with his round fan in his hand, "It's not fun to be discovered."
The man pointed at Meng Po with his eyes wide open, "Ghost...ghost..."
The body fell straight down.
"I'm not the Black and White Impermanence, so why do I look so scary?"
"My dear, your eyeballs have fallen out."
Meng Po now remembered that her eyeballs were still hanging above her head on the bed, 'watching'.
With a flick of the round fan, the eyeballs instantly returned to their sockets.
Zhou Xiulan was so frightened that she lost her voice. She wanted to scream, but found that she couldn't scream.
Su Qingwan quickly put a talisman on his forehead to prevent him from fainting.
"Calm down, calm down. I didn't close the door upstairs. If old Bidden comes after you call him, you can't blame me for not reminding you."
"What's next, you have to listen carefully." Su Qingwan sat on the bed, hooked her arm around Zhou Xiulan's shoulders,
"If you don't want to let people know that you have a mistress in a secret room, you can't give me a penny of it~"
Zhou Xiulan found that she wanted to move but couldn't.
I could only blink my eyes.
"Return it back," Su Qingwan continued, "You also have to return my deceased mother's dowry~"
Zhou Xiulan continued to blink.
After Su Qingwan finished her instructions, she stood up and tore off the talisman on Zhou Xiulan's forehead, folded it and put it back in her arms.
He said to himself, "I can do it again next time."
Zhou Xiulan suddenly felt her body go limp. When she regained her movement she hurriedly grabbed her clothes and put them on.
His hands were shaking as if he had Parkinson's disease, and his lips were trembling violently. He looked at Su Qingwan and Meng Po while putting on his clothes.
"Little doctor, is there any more TV series?" Meng Po was not finished yet.
Su Qingwan pinched her fingers quickly, "Let's go to the teahouse. It's still warm now."
Meng Po became interested when she heard this, and she pulled Su Qingwan and walked out, not forgetting to turn around and pop her eyes out to scare Zhou Xiulan.
"Don't make trouble." Su Qingwan patted Meng Po's shoulder, "At least wait until you get the silver."
A ghost and a smoke came to Su Qinghe's Qingshui Pavilion again.
Zhou Xiulan was left standing there in a daze, not even noticing the warm and smelly liquid flowing out between her legs.
"You're so old, why are you still wetting the bed?"
From above my head, an ethereal voice reached my ears.
"Grandma, stop scaring her. It will be very troublesome if she scares her to death."
Another sound came.
Zhou Xiulan felt as if she had seen a ghost, and for a moment she was too scared to even think about it.
After running out in a panic, she still hurried to persuade old Biden...Oh no, old man, the debt will be paid back.
What happened today must not be known to outsiders.
Feng Xiu'er was sitting on the steps of Qingshui Pavilion, listening to the sobbing of a wet female ghost.
While listening, he did not forget to comfort her, "It's actually pretty good to be a ghost. Being a ghost is like eating cakes."
Just as he was trying to comfort her dryly, he saw his own Daxianer and Meng Po wandering over with a look of reluctance on their faces.
"Don't cry, I'll introduce you to a big beast and a big ghost, let them vent your anger for you!"
Feng Xiuer patted the wet female ghost's head.
He stood up and called out, "Great Immortal, please forgive me!"
Su Qingwan glanced at the female ghost behind Feng Xiuer, "What's the grievance?"
Feng Xiuer pulled the female ghost over and said, "Tell Daxianer about this and let him make the decision for you!"
"Aba Aba Aba Aba Aba..." The female ghost gestured with her hands and made sounds with her mouth.
Su Qingwan looked at Feng Xiuer and asked, "Can you understand?"
“I don’t understand.”
"Then how do you know about the injustice?"
"He even had his tongue cut off, yet he still managed to crawl out of the well. He must have been murdered!"
Feng Xiuer said as she stretched out her hand in front of Su Qingwan, spreading out and pinching half of her tongue, "She..."
Su Qingwan's mouth twitched, "You're still smart."