If it were the former Huangfu Changqing, he would be out of breath even after walking a few steps.
But now, after being active for so long, I am still in high spirits.
It can be said that he has completely transformed into a completely different person.
All of this was brought about by Ye Qingli.
So, now Mrs. Huangfu looks at Ye Qingli and likes her more and more.
He regarded her as the savior of his family.
"Miss Ye, what's the matter?"
Huangfu Jue could see that Ye Qingli wanted to ask something, so as soon as he sat down, he immediately asked.
Now, he was simply grateful to Ye Qingli.
Moreover, I still feel very guilty.
"I asked Xiao Wuyou before, before Mr. Ling fell ill, was there anything strange that happened in your house?"
"Yes."
Huangfu Jue said in a deep voice.
"Remember, that was when Qing'er was six years old."
"Originally, he lived in Lingxiao Courtyard, but during that time, it was suddenly said that it was haunted."
"It is said that many people saw a red light coming from a well underground."
"Moreover, it persists for a long time. Sometimes in the middle of the night, there are still will-o'-the-wisps."
"Later, I sealed that courtyard and didn't allow anyone to come near it."
"Qing'er also moved to another place."
"However, a year later, he slowly contracted this strange disease, and it became more and more serious."
"Where are the servants in the yard?"
Ye Qingli frowned and asked.
Now, she was almost certain.
Huangfu Changqing's strange illness must be related to the haunting in that courtyard.
"There were a lot of them and they were scared to death on the spot."
"The remaining people were all in poor health. Later, I gave them some money and sent them all back to their hometowns."
Huangfu Jue frowned slightly.
"It seems that I haven't asked them what the outcome will be."
He waved his hand and summoned the butler outside.
As soon as he asked, the butler's expression suddenly changed.
He said unnaturally: "According to what I heard, those people seemed to have all died after they returned, and there was not a single one left..."
"Take me there and see."
Ye Qingli stood up.
"If I'm not wrong, Master Ling's illness should be related to that haunting incident."
"Is it really a ghost?"
Mrs. Huangfu said in disbelief.
"There are definitely no ghosts in this world."
"Of course, there is a soul body, but this is not the reason why the young master got sick."
"I think I won't know until I see what it's like specifically."
"Then, can Qing'er come over?"
Mrs. Huangfu asked nervously.
"It's fine."
Ye Qingli smiled.
"Master Ling is in good health now. A short period of contact will not have any impact."
Everyone came to Lingxiao Courtyard all the way.
Since the last haunted incident, Huangfu Jue has sealed this place off.
Together with a large area around it, no one else is allowed to get close.
So, no one has been here for a long time.
Now, everything is covered with desolate weeds.
Ye Qingli pushed open the wooden door, and then a cloud of dust rose up.
Mo Ziqing couldn't help covering his nose and sneezed several times.
He looked around at the weeds that were half as tall as a man.
"No one has been here for a long time, right?"
"It's been more than ten years."
Huangfu Jue pointed to the well in the center of the yard.
