A big black dog tied to the side yard, roaring at the light reflected by the window lattice with a rope, a roaring old figure.

Puff puff...

Puff puff puff puff...

The sound of water spray was still ringing. In the warm yellow room, Mrs. Zhou held a silk handkerchief and approached the door carefully, and whispered to the maid next door.

"Xiao Huan... Get up quickly and go outside to see what's going on."

The maid who was sleeping lightly next door waiting for her has woken up long ago. She had heard such sounds in the past, but she didn't know what it was. When she heard the wife's orders, her face turned pale.

He moved to the door tremblingly, opened a gap to the door, and glanced outside.

Then... and then... shut the door.

His face was blushed toward the inner room without any blood, and his voice burst into tears: "Madam... the old woman outside appeared again... it's outside."

Mrs. Zhou was also very scared and quickly opened the door and let the maid come in, so it would be better than herself.

"What should I do?"

The two of them couldn't think of any way in the room. The daughter Zhou Rong on the bed seemed to be in a nightmare, murmured constantly, her face covered in sweat.

"Do you see clearly what the old woman looks like? Have you ever been to the mansion before?"

The maid shook her head repeatedly and stammered and couldn't speak. Seeing her like this, Mrs. Zhou had to approach the window frame, stretched out her finger and pierced her small eye through the paper window, and looked out.

The lanterns under the eaves were shaking and the lights were swaying, and an old woman with a short hunchback, walking slowly with a crutch, but blinked and went to one side of the corner of the room. After less than a few breaths, she walked out of the corner of the room.

As I walked, water kept spraying out from my mouth and nose, as if I could not spray it all, and obvious wet marks were sprinkled out wherever I passed.

Mrs. Zhou was also so scared that her face turned pale and her voice was trembling, and she was about to say, "I have to find a way to notify the master or other servants in the yard..."

The old woman outside suddenly stopped, and the black dog tied in the distance was roaring even more wildly at this time.

Wow wool wool wool...

It was late at night, and the sound of dog barking came to the front yard from afar. The servant walking in front with a lantern looked over there, turned around and looked at the scholar following behind, retreated to the side, bowed and said, "Young Master Lu, it's here, the young one is waiting outside."

After saying that, the man looked at the direction of the dog barking again and mumbled his lips.

“…it started calling again.”

"The dogs in the mansion bark so fiercely on weekdays?"

Hearing the scholar's question, the servant turned back with a lantern, "This dog was not raised in the mansion. It was bought back a month ago, so it was placed on the lady's side..."

When he got to the point, he suddenly stopped. The lantern was warm and yellow, and Mr. Lu did not go into the toilet in the cottage, but stood beside the water tank and took out a brush from his wide sleeve.

The servant twitched his mouth, and the scholars also wanted to be poetic and picturesque when going to the toilet?

But I couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Lu...what are you going to do?"

"Shh!"

On the edge of the water tank, Lu Liangsheng's index finger was standing between his lips, and then he took out a small piece of ink from his other wide sleeve, stretched out his hand and rippled on the surface of the water tank next to him. In the servant's confusing gaze, he pulled out a water line and rolled it on the ink block, quickly forming ink.

"Don't tell anyone else if you see it."

When the ink is evenly symmetrical, the tip of the pen is placed in the palm of your palm and dipped it. Lu Liangsheng puts a horizontal line on the wall as if he had used to draw it casually.

The servant was trembling with the lantern. Seeing the scene before, he was already brave enough to not be scared away. The scholar opposite was still a distinguished guest of the master, and he couldn't help but stammer.

"Lu...Lu...Mr.Lu...What are you going to do..."

Lu Liangsheng stopped writing and looked at the ink lines drawn.

"Of course it's to save people. Do you have to draw a beautiful picture of good times next to the toilet?"

The next moment.

The ink line on the wall twisted in the servant's horrified gaze, as if he had lived.

The night wind blows through the courtyard.

Lu Liangsheng brushed his sleeves with his robe, raised his arms sideways and pointed to the direction where the dog barked.

"go!"

The ink line that floated out of the wall flew out of the servant's head in a flash, and his hair was shaking by the wind that brought it up, and disappeared into the darkness of the courtyard in a moment.

...

In the side yard, the dog barking became anxious.

A little water stain suddenly splashed onto the paper window. Mrs. Zhou shrank back in fear. The paper window melted open. She clearly saw the old woman outside. She slowly turned her face, under her crane hair, her face looked like edema, and she stared at the woman in the room with expressionless expression.

At one moment, the black dog over there did not dare to roar, and whimpered and retracted back into the nest with his tail.

Puff puff puff puff...

puff…

When Mrs. Zhou took two steps back in horror, the old woman outside sprayed water again with her mouth and nose, took two steps with her crutches, and suddenly rushed to the window in the blink of an eye.

The master and servant in the boudoir rolled their eyes and fainted from fear.

The cold wind blew the lights, and the window lattice was pulled back and opened. Two swollen hands climbed up the window frame. The old woman's upper body leaned in bit by bit, and opened her mouth towards the woman on the bed.

The water drips along the corner of his mouth and his chin flowed to the ground.

Next second.

The bloated and old body was about to enter. The treetops slightly far away were stroking, and a line of ink rushed over, carrying magic power, flew directly under the eaves, entangling the old woman's body. Even her hands climbing on the window frame were pulled back in an instant and dragged back to the yard.

"You drowned so much water?"

On the other end of the ink line, a figure flying down from the hand. When Qingzhan's words came slowly, people also walked into the lantern light range.

"Even if there are grievances, you can complain. Why not come out to harm others? It will make it difficult for you to reincarnate."

On the other side, the tied old woman didn't look at the scholar and was tied up by ink thread and still headed towards Miss Zhou's boudoir.

This ghost has no spiritual consciousness?

Lu Liangsheng frowned, and the ink line wrapped in his middle finger suddenly retracted. He walked to the old woman under the eaves. The ink line was obviously tightened again, and the gray robe streaked deep marks. His whole body was like a sponge, and a large amount of clear water was squeezed out and flowed out.

“So much water…”

More than just the water stains on the ground, there was a faint smell of fishy smell. Lu Liangsheng drove the magic trick to pull the old woman closer, and the ink line was also tightening. The old woman was strangled in circles, and her eyes were bulging out.

In less than a moment, in front of Lu Liangsheng, his flesh and blood were rotten, soft and turned into a pile of clear water at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only his clothes and robes on the ground.

"that's all?"

Lu Liangsheng took the Mo Line, observed for a while, and quickly walked into the room. Zhou Rong fell asleep quietly on the bed. He checked Mrs. Zhou and the maid on the ground. Seeing that she was not seriously injured, he left first and returned to the front yard.

In the living room, when Zhou Ying saw him come back, he asked the maid to pour wine.

"Ryosen has been there for so long, so he should be punished with a cup."

"It's time to punish him." Lu Liangsheng came over and looked around. The servant who saw that he was casting spells was not far away. He didn't dare to raise his face. He smiled and drank the wine in his hand. He bowed and said, "Old Zhou, it's too late at this time, so I'll go back first."

Perhaps he was a little drunk. The old man hugged the scholar and asked him to sit down. He waved his robe and asked the servant to go to the kitchen to order a few more dishes.

"Since it's too late, just stay at home, so why run around?"

Lu Liangsheng waved his hand, stopped the servant from going to the kitchen, got up and retreated to the door and bowed again.

"Mr. Zhou is kind to me, Liang Sheng thanked me, but he just stayed overnight suddenly. Mr. Zhou's daughter is still waiting to be married in his house, and it is not good to be known by outsiders."

These words made the old man feel a little sober and nodded: "Well, I'm a little drunk, I'll send someone to take you back to the inn."

"This is not necessary. The inn is not far from here. I'll just walk back."

After saying goodbye, Zhou Ying still sent the scholar to the door, turned around and returned to the living room, and ate for a while. Suddenly, several servants ran over from the backyard and whispered a few times in his ear.

The old man was drunk and woke up instantly. He held his robe and followed the guard and servants. He quickly ran to his daughter's side yard. There were several maids waiting here, and some people shone on a pool of clear water and clothes on the ground with lanterns.

"Master, the lady and the lady are fine, just clothes on the ground and this pool of water... People who have seen the old woman say that the clothes are very much on her..."

"Master, Madam, Madam is awake!"

Zhou Ying temporarily put down the clothes and water stains on the ground and entered her daughter's boudoir. Her old wife had already woken up and was half lying in a maid's arms, and she was still in a little free.

When I saw my husband entering the door, I felt a little more awake.

"Master... there is an old woman who squirts water around Rong'er's room..."

"I didn't see any old woman because I was there, but there were too many clothes and many water stains on the ground."

Zhou Ying comforted his wife for a while, and frowned and became suspicious about what happened in the side yard. He immediately attracted the few servants in the mansion to protect the hospital.

"Can you know what happened? You have to answer truthfully!"

The old man became famous for a long time, and his words were full of majesty. The servants and maids lowered their heads and did not dare to respond, which was an answer that they did not know.

Among all the servants, one of them was particularly conspicuous. Zhou Ying looked at him and called him out.

"you say!"

The servant was the servant who led Lu Liangsheng to the toilet. He stood up reluctantly and looked at the old man with a sad face.

"Master...I dare not say..."

"explain!"

The old man yelled suddenly, and the servant was so shocked that he trembled and said quickly: "It's that Mr. Lu..."

"I saw a 'swoosh' and sucked the water from the water tank into my palm!"

"...... The stroke was stained with ink, and a horizontal stroke was drawn on the wall, and the line was alive and flew out! The little one was so scared that his legs were weak and he sat on the ground..."

"Then, the line flew to the lady's side... Mr. Lu followed him, and the remaining little ones knew so much..."

After finishing his speech like a bean pouring, the servants and maids in the yard were silent, and Zhou Ying's face under the eaves also looked shocked, and he looked at the pool of clear water and clothes on the ground.

"Are these words serious?"

The servant nodded repeatedly.

"really!"
Chapter completed!