Speaking of ghosts, the timid servant has begun to look around.

Old Mrs. Li said: "Brother Yong never tells lies. If he says there is a shadow, that's it."

A gust of wind blew, and the surrounding leaves kept shaking, making a "rustling" sound, and the two little maids simply pulled their hands.

"Mom," said Li Wenqing, "This is a good yard, where are those things? It's late at night and the weather is cold, so you'd better go back and rest."

"Second Uncle," Ji Yanran suddenly stretched out her hand, "Let's lean on the right."

Li Wenqing's face became more and more gloomy.

"You just take a step," Ji Yanran's voice was very soft, "The shadow I just saw went there."

"Second," Old Mrs. Li took Ji Yanran's hand, "Just listen to Yanran and take a step to the side. Wouldn't it be better if there is no?"

"It's simply ridiculous," said Li Wenqing. "Mother, don't you know Ji's personality? She's making trouble."

Li Lu happened to come over, and he held a purse tightly and went to see with a lamp. Under the light, his face was glowing with green light: "Where is that shadow?"

Li Wenqing wanted to slap him in the face to wake him up, and he didn't see when it was now, so he also got involved.

"It's there, second brother, do you see it?" Ji Yanran stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of Li Wenqing.

Li Lu shook his head: "No... nothing."

Just looking at the treasures on Li Lu, you can tell that he has sent money to Taoist temples a lot on weekdays, so how could he not come out when encountering such a thing?

"Uncle II, please come over."

More than a dozen pairs of eyes fell on him, and Li Wenqing was very uncomfortable. He was not going to have too much attack in front of the old lady. If he could not handle the current situation, I am afraid that no one would calm down tonight.

Li Wenqing took a step to the side, but he wanted to see what Ji was playing.

Ji Yanran suddenly squatted down: "Look at it, right there, at the foot of the second uncle."

"Hey, he ran away, he was afraid of his second uncle."

A woman who survived in the coffin screamed like this, and everyone was frightened.

"Did you see it?"

The lantern swayed around, as if there were really dark shadows. The young maid was already shaking her teeth and cried: "Yes, really."

"It's okay, he dare not come. He is afraid of his second uncle," Ji Yanran said, raising his face, "Uncle II, you are so awesome."

Li Wenqing couldn't help but look down at his feet, empty and nothing.

Li Wenqing said: "Everyone go back and rest. We govern the family by Confucianism. Confucianism does not believe in ghosts and gods. Ji, you should abide by the Li family's family motto. Forget about what happened today, I will punish you next time."

Before Ji Yanran could speak, Old Mrs. Li turned around and said, "Girl, you really saw it."

Li Wenqing's eyes flashed, and the old lady actually got involved.

Ji Yanran nodded: "I saw it, it looked like... like a child. Just now, when the third master taught me to write, we saw a shadow beside the desk."

Children, by the desk.

The people looked at each other and seemed to have found the answer.

The eldest wife and the old man in the second room died shortly after they died. The second wife couldn't afford to get sick and invited a gentleman to come and said that the second wife had bumped into the old man and the gentleman wanted to do rituals, but the second wife was not sure. She cried and wanted to see the old man and asked her to dream.

This child is probably the old man.

Li Wenqing only felt anger hit his heart. He looked at Ji with calm eyes. Ji was talking about Brother Cheng, what did Li Yong and Ji know?

"Since it's okay, let's all go away!"

Old Mrs. Li spoke first, and everyone dispersed.

Li Wenzhao wanted to come forward to support Old Mrs. Li, but Ji Yanran held her sleeve.

"Dad, the third master wants to tell you something, but unfortunately he is unable to move now, so I asked me to invite you there."

Li Wenzhao pursed his lips. It was not that he didn't want to see Brother Yong, but the situation back then... he was better to entrust Brother Yong to his second brother, but he didn't expect that this would be the result.

Just now, Ji was looking for ghosts everywhere, and he unconsciously thought of the dead Brother Cheng. Could it be that Brother Yong called him because of this?

...

Tang Qian felt that he was dead, and the Third Master knew nothing.

Thinking of this, Tang Qiansa ran back and came to Li Yong's bed panting, "The third grandma is here with the eldest master."

Li Yong was a little surprised, but still calmly said: "What happened?"

After dark, Tang Qian sent a letter saying that his father and his second uncle went to the study together.

Ji and Rong's mother muttered for a while and took the people to the old lady's room. The purpose of this was nothing more than to let the old lady know that the second uncle did not understand his father as he seemed to be.

Ji's search for ghosts everywhere is also a good way.

Women often like to interact with Taoist women. Anyone who has more or less will have a few things, and the second uncle will not make it difficult for a woman to do so.

Tang Qiandao: "Grandma San said, you saw the ghost with her."

The third master was famous for his lifetime, but he was accidentally defiled by the third grandmother.

Li Yong frowned. Ji said this before someone else.

"Dad, the third master is inside."

While talking, Li Wenzhao had already stepped into the room.

Under the light, the father and son looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

Brother Yong grew up, and Li Wenzhao's hands trembled slightly.

"Father." Li Yong spoke first.

Li Wenzhao took a deep breath and walked slowly to Li Yong's bed, and his eyes fell on Li Yong.

"You..." Li Wenzhao's voice was difficult, "How are you injured?" When Brother Yong was punished, he came out of the house to plead for Brother Yong, and his second brother promised him to give Brother Yong a way out.

“It’s much better.”

After Li Yong said this, the room suddenly became quiet.

Li Wenzhao spoke for a while: "You ask me to come over, and if you have anything to say...just say it."

Li Yong's eyes sank. When will he ask his father to come to the house?

Did Ji take his own initiative again...

When Li Yong thought of this, he heard the doors and windows outside ringing at the same time, as if someone had tied them up from outside.

Ji's voice came from the yard: "Dad, you'll make do with it all night in the house. Don't forget to give the third master medicine. The third master cannot move. If you want to give him a respect, I'm afraid I'll rely on you. I'll go with my grandmother."

This is...Li Wenzhao looked at Li Yong.

Li Yong said in a deep voice: "Ji, open the door."

There was no sound outside, and Ji seemed to have left.

"Tang Qian." Li Yong called out again.

Under the window, Rong's mother replied: "Tang Qian and his wife were called away by the old lady. We will guard the small yard tonight, so don't worry!"

Li Wenzhao reached out to push the door, but the door didn't move at all.

The father and son were locked together, and the door would not be opened until dawn.

Old Mrs. Li nodded with satisfaction when she heard the news. The father and son had not seen each other for many years, so they should have had a good chat together.

Tang Qian was beaten by Old Lady Li without waiting to speak, and said a cane: "If you are wrong, I will go on a hunger strike and not eat or drink. Let's see how Brother Yong will punish you. It's him who is locked up with your third master, not a beast. Why are you doing with a sad face?"

Old Mrs. Li finished speaking: "Yanran, help grandmother back."

The old and the young walked forward with a smile.

Tang Qian simply squatted down with his head in his arms. Why do they suffer whenever the third grandmother asks him?

In the room, Li Wenzhao picked up the medicine bottle and walked towards Li Yong.

"Father, no need, wait until tomorrow to change the dressing..."

"How can that work? Don't waste all your previous efforts."
Chapter completed!