Chapter 71 (1/2)

”What my grandmother said is that there are no ghosts in this house. It's the people's hearts that make trouble.” Nangong yuelang said in a voice, ”at first, my granddaughter thought it was my brother's mistake, but my granddaughter didn't know for sure that it was someone who pretended to be a ghost until she presented something to her brother.”

”What?” Su asked in a cold voice.

”A ghost mask and a white dress were thrown down in a hurry when the ghost disguised man fled to the back door of the garden last night because she was run into by Mrs. Ning. The granddaughter has come. ” Nangong Yue took a blue bag from Yimei's hand and offered it to him with both hands.

People's eyes were suddenly focused on the package, with bright eyes, thinking in their hearts: is it hard to see someone pretending to be a ghost to frighten people?

”Bring it to me.” Su's deep voice.

”Auntie can't!” Su Qingping worried on her face and said, ”how can such pickles contaminate your old man's eyes?”

”Pingbiao Gu's words are different.” Nangong Yue said with a straight face, ”the real pickling should be the people's heart. It was my brother who scared me by playing the ghost yesterday. If you don't find out about this matter and find out the man, I don't know who will be killed tomorrow!”

Without waiting for Su's reply, she decisively opened the bag Rao is everyone has been prepared in the heart, this see, also can't help but suck a cold air. This ghost mask is really ferocious. It's very dangerous in the daytime, not to mention at night!

”Ah...” Nangong Lin is scared to scream half a sound, the second half is tightly covered by her own hands.

Su's eyes were overcast, but he did not speak.

Nangong Yue was not in a hurry. He continued slowly: ”grandmother, my granddaughter looked at the mask carefully last night, but she couldn't see anything special. It's just the white robe. My granddaughter thinks it's Songjiang fine cloth. ” Nangong Yue's words were like a drop of water in a hot oil pan, splashing with a sound.

Su's brow almost twisted into a knot in one's heart. Songjiang fine cloth is a new cloth introduced by Jinxiu cloth shop in the past year. The output of this cloth is small, which can be said to be in short supply. In the past, Nangong government was filial piety in his hometown and showed people low-key. He never entered this kind of cloth. However, after entering Beijing, some people made advances to Nangong house and sent several pieces. Can it be that this haunted thing has something to do with the master of the mansion?

No matter who it is, it's a big joke!

Spread it out, I'm afraid it will become the laughing stock of the whole king!

Su's eyes were gloomy, and his right hand held the arm of the armchair tightly.

This fabric is Su Qingping's eyes flashed and her face curiously said, ”I don't think this cloth is special. It's just plain white cloth. How can Yue's sister think it's Songjiang fine cloth? ”

Nangong Yue picked up the white robe and said, ”as we all know, although Songjiang fine cloth looks the same as ordinary fine cloth, it has one characteristic, that is, it will become more comfortable and absorb sweat when meeting water. There are not many horses in the cloth house, mother Wang. What I said is right? ”

”Yes, three girls.” ”If the old slave's memory is correct, the three ladies in the mansion will each get one, and the eldest lady and Su Biao will also get one.”

Zhao nodded slightly: ”it is true.”