Yang Ning only felt that Wei Tong was just pretending to be mysterious and smiled and said, "What are you talking nonsense? If there are really ghosts in this house, how dare you live here?"

Wei Tong explained: "The evil ghosts only appear in this yard. As long as they are not close to this yard, there will be nothing."

"What's wrong with two people dead?" Yang Ning said curiously: "Since you said there are ghosts in this courtyard, has anyone seen them?"

Wei Tong glanced at the yard and said softly: "Actually, everyone in the old house knows this. Not only do they know that there are ghosts, but they also often hear sounds."

"Voice?" Yang Ning frowned and said, "What sound?"

"The sound of flute!" Wei Tong said: "The sound of flute comes from the yard once or twice a year. It will be blown in the middle of the night, and it will disappear for two or three consecutive nights each time. The sound of flute is so terrifying that it makes people's hair stand up all over their body."

"Ghosts can play the flute?" Yang Ningqi said: "Will anyone see it?"

Wei Tong said: "I just said that there were two people who died because of this ghost courtyard. The first one was more than ten years ago. At that time, I worked in the house with me. At that time, the old marquis was not in the old marquis, so it was not as strict as when the old marquis was there. That night, we drank some wine and the wine came to life. When we heard the sound of the flute sound of the ghost courtyard again, we talked about the ghost courtyard. Everyone knew that it was haunted. That night, a guy drank more and became more courageous, so he wanted to gamble with us, saying that he would dare to go to the ghost courtyard for one night, and each of us would lose one tael of silver."

"His he went?"

"I drank alcohol at that time and my mind was confused." Wei Tong sighed and smiled bitterly: "Everyone thought he was bragging, but who knew that he really used the alcohol to climb into the yard in the middle of the night...!"

"What happened later?" Yang Ning said curiously.

"Diet." Wei Tong said: "Early early in the morning, we found him lying outside the wall of the ghost courtyard, with no scars on his body. His eyes were open and there was no breath. His eyes were scary...!"

Yang Ning frowned and said, "Are you scared to death?"

"A man died in the old house, so the chief manager naturally did not let us publicly, but he secretly found a doctor. After the doctor checked, he said that he had no scars on his body, and he did not die because of excessive drinking. Looking at his eyes, he might have been scared to death." Wei Tong whispered: "But the chief manager did not allow us to continue to investigate this matter, and even told us to keep our mouths tight, so no one except the old house, knew about this."

"How did the second person die? He was also scared to death?"

"The second person died last year, not long before now." Wei Tong said: "At that time, the chief executive had already gone to the city. General Qi was in charge of the director here. It was the busiest time. A few new workers were hired in the old house. There was a young man who was very brave. I don't know who heard about the ghost courtyard from someone, so he secretly turned into the courtyard in the middle of the night."

"Diet outside the wall the next day?"

Wei Tong shook his head and said, "This time I died even more strangely. I was hung on a big tree...!" He said this, raised his hand and pointed at the Ghost House, "Did the prince see that big locust tree?"

Yang Ning looked over and saw that seven or eight steps away from the left side of the courtyard gate, a tall locust tree grew very lush. Although the leaves fell, the branches were lush. It seemed that it had been a few years. Just like the old house, it was an old tree that had been baptized by the years.

"It's just hanging upside down on that big tree." Wei Tong couldn't help but shivered when he said this: "After General Qi knew about it, he warned the people in the old house that no one should get close to the old house again."

Yang Ning thought to himself that if what Wei Tong said was true, it would be strange that these two people died.

How could there be such a place in the old Qi family house?

"You said there are flute sounds coming here every year?" Yang Ning pondered for a moment before asking, "How long has it been?"

"I have been in the old house for seventeen years. For seventeen years, I can hear one or two times every year." Wei Tong said: "Every time has been two or three nights in a row, and I have never heard of it since then."

"It's not someone who is making a fool of himself, is it?" Yang Ning said suspiciously.

Wei Tong said: "Criminal, as far as I know, the sound of the flute existed before the old slave came to the old house. If someone really made a fool of himself, who would have spent decades of continuous trouble here?"

Yang Ning also felt that it was incomprehensible. If someone had a prank, it would never last for decades, nor could it be possible to kill people at any time. Could it be that there was a ghost in this old house?

"Criminal, don't stay here for a long time." Wei Tong said: "The old marquis didn't allow people in the house to approach this yard, which must make sense. The old ghosts in this yard must have stayed for many years, but they just didn't leave."

"Do you know who lived in this yard at the beginning?" Yang Ning asked softly: "This yard looks quite small, and it is not short distance from other yards. It is always a reason for this."

Wei Tong shook his head and said, "I don't know, and everyone rarely talks about this. After all, it is an ominous place and doesn't want to be contaminated. Now the vines are so lush, but no one dares to come and clean them up." Obviously, they don't want to continue this topic, and said, "Prince, the food is ready, let's go and have a meal first."

Yang Ning followed Wei Tong to the restaurant, and Gu Qinghan was still in the account room. Wei Tong only said that he had sent someone to deliver food to the account room. After using the meal, Yang Ning came to the account room again. Seeing Gu Qinghan still clearing the accounts in the account room, he pulled the abacus and focused his attention. The food was put aside and never moved. Zhao Yuan and the servant were serving him.

"You go and have a meal first." Yang Ning waved his hand and signaled Zhao Yuan and the others to leave.

Zhao Yuan and the others bowed and stepped back lightly. Yang Ning couldn't go over and disturb Gu Qinghan. He walked slowly by the wooden frame with his hands on his back. He picked up a book of accounts and opened them. He saw that there were many accounts written on it, like an article, which looked very difficult. Then he took a few more books and opened them. They were all so complicated. He frowned and looked at it for a while and couldn't help but shake his head.

No wonder the account books here are almost half a room. He found that the accounts recorded in the account books are quite detailed, but they are too detailed and express the number in words, which seems too cumbersome and very inconvenient.

After all, he was a businessman in his previous life. Although he was not a professional finance department, he was still very familiar with basic accounts and statements. According to his estimates, if these dozens of pages of account books are simplified and recorded in digital report format, they will be at most two pages of content.

"Oh...!" Yang Ning was thinking, but suddenly heard Gu Qinghan's voice coming from behind. He immediately threw down the account book and looked back. He saw Gu Qinghan sitting on the chair, with his head slightly sideways, and hurried over, "Sanniang, what's wrong?"

"Don't move..." Gu Qinghan tilted her head slightly, and her delicate body did not move. "I...I can't move my neck, Ning'er, you... don't come over..."

Yang Ning was stunned at first, but he immediately realized that Gu Qinghan must have had a cervical spondylosis attack. Because she was at the desk for too long, she suddenly raised her head and the cervical spondylosis attacked immediately.

"Sanniang, don't move." Yang Ning stood behind Gu Qinghan. Although Yang Ning could not fundamentally solve this cervical spondylosis, it was still easy to quickly help him relieve cervical compression and recover. He put one hand on Gu Qinghan's shoulders, Gu Qinghan immediately said: "What are you doing? Don't move, it hurts very much..."

"I know it hurts." Yang Ning said: "I will help you press it and you will recover immediately. Don't move." His right hand stretched out, and his palm was pressed on Gu Qinghan's white neck like jade, but his thumb was pressed on the cervical vertebrae. Gu Qinghan's body trembled slightly, as if he was not used to it. When his delicate body moved, his neck felt even more painful, and he screamed softly.

"I told you not to move, Sanniang is obedient." Yang Ning was like teaching a disobedient child a lesson. He pressed Gu Qinghan's shoulder hard with his left hand, not causing her to move. Gu Qinghan didn't know what Yang Ning was going to do. Although he felt that it was inappropriate to be big, Yang Ning's thumb had been pressed on the cervical vertebrae and gently rubbed it. The force was very gentle at the beginning, and then he slowly increased his strength. Gu Qinghan only felt that the back of his neck was originally tight, but after being pressed by Yang Ning, there was a little relief.

After a while, Yang Ning's palm gently stroked Gu Qinghan's pink neck, and she felt that Gu Qinghan's skin was smooth and elastic. Although Gu Qinghan also felt that the pain on her neck had been greatly relieved, Yang Ning's back and forth stroked him on the pink neck, she felt a strange feeling both physically and mentally.

Mr. Qi sacrificed his life for the country. For many years, she has been widowed. She is at the age of blooming flowers. As the third wife of the Marquis' Mansion in Jinyi, she respects etiquette and integrity, but after all, she is a flesh and blood body. If you say that your body does not have a trace of long-term absence, it is not humane, so you often bathe in cold water. This is why your skin is tighter and more elastic.

This time, Yang Ning suddenly massaged his neck. Although it was not extremely sensitive, Gu Qinghan still felt strange.

If it were in the past, maybe I wouldn't have had a special feeling, but now I already know that the prince's growth will be different psychologically.

"Okay...Okay...!" Gu Qinghan felt a little hot on her face and said softly: "It's OK, no need...no need to press it anymore."

Yang Ning stopped and saw that Gu Qinghan could indeed turn his neck, and smiled and said, "It seems that my skills are pretty good. Sanniang, you are suffering from cervical spondylosis. Pressing more presses on the usual way can help you recover."

Gu Qinghan thought that there was no way to let you touch me this time, but next time there would be no chance. She was afraid that Yang Ning would see that her expression was wrong, so she coughed deliberately, and said, "This is the account book. If you don't want to stay here, go out and take a walk first. This is our old house. I don't know when it will be when I come back next time."
Chapter completed!