The woman held the cup of tea in her hand and did not get up. She just knelt and moved forward.
After a few moves, he arrived at Sun Jiacheng's side. However, with only these two small movements, the hem of Xiaofu had been quietly lifted up.
A section of her white calf was exposed.
Only when Sun Jiacheng reached out to take the teacup did he realize that the mourning clothes this woman was wearing were completely different from ordinary mourning clothes.
It's more appropriate to say that it's not so much a mourning dress as it is a light white skirt.
The skirt is also trimmed with lace.
The woman didn't wear any shoes either. She only wore white stockings on her showy feet, and the stockings were rubbed up to her ankles.
Sun Jiacheng took a look and felt a little relieved. He reached out to take the tea cup and said calmly: "Thank you, girl."
Then he drank all the tea in the cup!
The woman smiled softly when she saw him finish drinking, and said softly: "Did you scare Mr. just now?"
Sun Jiacheng reluctantly twitched his lips and summoned up the courage to ask: "Girl...girl, why do the paintings in this room have no faces..."
"Is this still Fenghua Building?"
While he was asking the question, the woman poured him another cup of tea and handed it to him.
Then he turned to look at the picture frame and explained with sobs: "This is the little girl's home, where is the Fenghua Building?"
"As for this painting, it was also arranged by a fortune teller. My late husband died in drowning and was afraid that the ghosts of his enemies would come to visit him, so he painted such a painting..."
The woman is still talking nonsense, Sun Jiacheng is panicking!
This is not Fenghua Club, then where the hell could it be! ? Could it be that he really hit a ghost?
Thinking of this, fear arose in my heart. I looked at the woman with fear and quietly moved back twice.
The woman moved forward a few times holding the tea cup and handed it over.
He said aggrievedly: "Sir, please have another drink. It's so gloomy here that even the little girl is scared."
I'll let you drink more! You coward!
Sun Jiacheng took the tea cup, and the woman's little finger gently rubbed Sun Jiacheng's hand.
His heart trembled inexplicably, and he took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.
"If you dare to ask the girl's name, please hurry up and ask Sun to offer incense. Can you leave after offering incense?"
"My surname is Nie. Sir, please call me Xiaoqian. Sir, please come closer and I will help you burn incense."
As he spoke, he turned around and faced Sun Jiacheng.
Looking at Xiaoqian's slender waist, Sun Jiacheng breathed a little heavier.
At the same time, my mouth felt a little dry, and my throat felt like it was on fire.
You have obviously drank two cups of tea just now, why are you thirsty again now?
Shaking his head, he quickly got rid of distracting thoughts! It’s business to burn incense and leave talents!
Sun Jiacheng gritted his teeth and stepped forward to sit next to Xiaoqian.
Waves of fragrance kept drifting towards his nose, and he felt a little dazed for a while.
Xiaoqian lit the incense and handed it to Sun Jiacheng.
Sun Jiacheng hurriedly took the incense, knocked his head three times, and quickly put the incense into the incense burner.
He asked impatiently: "Sun can go now!"
Hearing this, Xiaoqian raised her pretty face and looked at Sun Jiacheng with eyes full of eyes.
"Sir, can you stay here for a while... I'm afraid... I'm scared."
Sun Jiacheng wanted to refuse, but a throbbing surged in his heart, and somehow he nodded!
I immediately regretted it after this point, and I knelt down on the spot with a grimace, stunned.
Xiaoqian looked at Sun Jiacheng timidly and said, "How about...sir, please have another cup of tea."
"Oh, okay, okay!"
I don't know why, but now he just feels very thirsty and his throat is on fire. He might as well drink another cup of tea!
Sun Jiacheng took the tea and drank another cup.
Xiaoqian saw that he had already drank his third cup and there was no reaction yet. However, his whole body was tense and he knelt down stiffly.
I couldn't help but frown!
Is this old guy okay?
Then her hand quietly touched a piece of thread next to the coffin and pulled hard!
The picture frame on the mourning hall fell down with a clang!
Sun Jiacheng was shocked! But the next second, he saw Xiaoqian throwing herself into his arms!
My heart was beating unsatisfactorily.
Sun Jiacheng lowered his head and saw that Xiaoqian was looking at him with watery eyes. Under her neck was a part of civilization and harmony.
The filial piety clothes became a little scattered.
Two pairs of long legs appeared before his eyes, and the loose socks were kicked off unconsciously.
A pair of slender legs were exposed, and the toes were curled up playfully.
"Sir, isn't this haunted?"
Sun Jiacheng swallowed hard and couldn't help but press Xiaoqian's shoulders with both hands: "Accident! It's an accident! I have to leave quickly... You have to be afraid that we will leave together!"
Xiaoqian said bitterly: "No! The wake is not over yet, and the slave family cannot leave."
After saying that, he stepped back hard, broke away from Sun Jiacheng's hand, and secretly pulled his sleeve hard!
The light of civilization suddenly blooms!
"ah!"
After screaming, Xiaoqian hurriedly pulled her mourning clothes back, turned her back and started sobbing.
"Ah... girl! I didn't mean it!" Sun Jiacheng was at a loss, but the tea had already begun to take effect, and he felt an inexplicable uncomfortable feeling.
"I'm not alive anymore!!" Xiaoqian screamed, straightened up and was about to hit the coffin.
Upon seeing this, Sun Jiacheng stepped forward without hesitation and tried to hold Xiaoqian.
It doesn't matter if you don't pull it, but with this pull, half of the mourning clothes were ripped off as if they were made of paper!
Sun Jiacheng was holding half a piece of rag and stood there dumbfounded.
Xiaoqian quickly squatted down and started crying.
Sun Jiacheng was not sure what to do when he suddenly heard the faint sound of conversation next door...
A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed through my heart!
grass! It turns out that I am still in Fenghua Tower, and this Xiaoqian is actually acting with me!
No wonder the style of these shabby clothes is so special and the quality is so poor!
Sun Jiacheng reacted and became angry immediately, looking at Xiaoqian fiercely!
Then he rushed forward.
He pulled Xiaoqian up from the ground!
Then he was thrown hard onto the bed of purity.
The quilt is also embroidered with the words civilization, harmony, equality and justice.
Xiaoqian screamed, her eyes twitched twice and she looked at Sun Jiacheng.
It’s over! I drank too much tea and this bitch was so scared that I fell to death!
Sun Jiacheng's eyes were red, he was holding half a rag, and approached Xiaoqian with a sinister smile.
"Tell me! Are you acting?"
Fortunately, Xiaoqian was still professional and said with frightened eyes: "Sir, what are you talking about!" '
“This is my late husband’s mourning hall, please respect yourself!!”
"Hey! Interesting! Didn't you want to commit suicide just now? Isn't that you now?"
"Still acting? Do you really think I can't see through it?!"
When Sun Jiacheng heard the voice coming from next door, he understood completely in his heart. He took the rag strip and yanked it hard!
"Let me see Sun's methods!!"
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Outside the door, Wu Sheng and Xie Xian couldn't help but nod their heads as they listened to the reaction in the room.
"The effect is okay, our people are professional enough!"
Xie Xian asked curiously: "What is the theme of this room?"
"This is called A Chinese Ghost Story, but I later changed it! There will be an advanced version later, where you can create fox monsters, ghosts, etc."
"But I was afraid it would be too exciting, so I didn't go."
Wu Sheng sighed: "You are so talented! I'm still far behind!"
Xie Xian immediately retorted: "Master Wu is already very powerful. Didn't you design more than half of the themes here?"
Wu Sheng shook his head: "It's all the master's advice."
"Oh, I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm living in the shadow of the master..."
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