Yang Ning felt that Wei Tong was just pretending to be mysterious, and said with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about? If there is really a ghost in this house, do you still dare to live here?"
Wei Tong explained: "The evil ghost only haunts this courtyard. As long as you don't get close to this courtyard, nothing will happen."
"Why did you say two people died?" Yang Ning asked curiously: "Since you said there is a ghost in this courtyard, has anyone seen it?"
Wei Tong glanced at the yard and said softly: "Actually, everyone in the old house knows about this. Not only do they know there are ghosts, but they also often hear sounds."
"Sound?" Yang Ning frowned and said, "What sound?"
"The sound of the flute!" Wei Tong said: "Once or twice a year, the sound of the flute comes from the yard. It blows until midnight, and it takes two or three consecutive nights before it disappears. The sound of the flute is so ghostly that when you listen to it, It makes the hairs on your body stand up."
"Ghosts can play the flute?" Yang Ning asked curiously, "Has anyone seen it?"
Wei Tong said: "The old slave just said that two people died because of this ghost house. The first one was more than ten years ago. At that time, he and I were working together in the house. The old marquis was not there at that time. In the old house, it is not as strict as when the old marquis was there. That night, a few of us drank some wine and got drunk. We happened to hear the sound of flutes playing in the ghost house again, so we talked about the ghost house. Everyone knew what was inside. It was haunted. One guy drank too much that night and became bolder. He wanted to bet us money, saying that if he dared to go into the haunted house and stay for one night, each of us would lose one tael of silver to him."
"He went?"
"We were all drunk at the time, and our minds were all confused." Wei Tong sighed and said with a wry smile: "Everyone thought he was bragging. Who knew that he actually took advantage of the alcohol and broke into the yard in the middle of the night... !”
"What happened next?" Yang Ning asked curiously.
"Dead." Wei Tong said: "Early in the morning, we found him lying outside the wall of the ghost courtyard. There were no wounds on his body. His eyes were open and lifeless. Those eyes were so scary...! "
Yang Ning frowned and said, "Did you get scared to death?"
"Someone died in the old house, so the general manager naturally didn't let us publicize it, but he secretly called for the doctor. After checking, the doctor said that he had no scars on his body, and he didn't die from excessive drinking. Looking at his eyes, it was really possible. I was scared to death." Wei Tong whispered: "But the chief manager did not allow us to continue investigating this matter, and even asked us to keep our mouths shut, so no one knows about it except the people like Lao Zhai."
"Then how did the second person die? Was he also scared to death?"
"The second person died last year, not long ago." Wei Tong said: "At that time, the chief manager had gone to the city, and Mr. Qi was working here. It was also the busiest time at the old house. Bian Xin hired a few workers, and there was a young man who was so bold that he heard about the ghost courtyard from someone, and sneaked into the courtyard in the middle of the night."
"Die outside the wall again the next day?"
Wei Tong shook his head and said: "The death this time is even weirder. He was hung on a big tree...!" At this point, he raised his hand and pointed to the ghost courtyard, "The prince saw that big locust tree. No?"
Yang Ning looked over and saw a tall locust tree seven or eight steps away to the left of the courtyard gate. Although the leaves were withered, the branches were luxuriant. It looked like it was several years old, just like the old house. An old tree that has withstood the baptism of time.
"He was hung upside down on that big tree." When Wei Tong said this, he couldn't help but shuddered: "After General Manager Qi found out, he warned the people in the old house that no one was allowed to come near the old house again."
Yang Ning thought to herself that if what Wei Tong said was true, the deaths of these two people would be really strange.
How could the dignified old Qi family’s house still have such a place
"You said the sound of flutes is heard here every year?" Yang Ning pondered for a moment before asking: "How long has it been going on?"
"I have stayed in the old house for seventeen years. During the seventeen years, I can hear it once or twice every year." Wei Tong said: "Each time it lasts for two or three nights, and there has been no sound since then."
"Isn't it because someone is trying to make something mysterious?" Yang Ning asked suspiciously.
Wei Tong said: "Your Majesty, as far as I know, this flute sound existed before I came to the old house. If someone is really playing tricks on me, who would spend decades doing tricks here?"
Yang Ning also found it incomprehensible. If someone was playing a prank, it would never last for decades, and it would be impossible to kill people frequently. Could it be that there is really a ghost in this old house
"Your Majesty, it's better not to stay here for a long time." Wei Tong said: "Back then, the old marquis did not allow people in the house to go near this courtyard. It must be reasonable. The old ghost in this courtyard must have stayed for many years and just refused to leave. .”
"Then do you know who lived in this courtyard first?" Yang Ning asked softly: "This courtyard looks not small, and it is separated from other courtyards by a long distance. There must be a reason for being here alone."
Wei Tong shook his head and said: "Old slave, I don't know, but everyone rarely talks about it. After all, it is an ominous place, and no one wants to be contaminated. Now the vines have grown so lush, but no one dares to come and clean it up." Obviously he didn't want to. Continuing this topic, he said: "Your Majesty, the food is ready. Let's go eat first."
Yang Ning followed Wei Tong to the restaurant. Gu Qinghan was still in the accounting room. Wei Tong only said that he had sent someone to deliver the food to the accounting room. After eating, Yang Ning came to the accounting room again and saw that Gu Qinghan was still cleaning up the accounts in the accounting room. Abacus, concentrating on the meal, put the food aside without touching it, while Zhao Yuan and the boy were waiting beside him.
"You go and eat first." Yang Ning waved his hand, signaling Zhao Yuan and the others to leave.
Zhao Yuan and Zhao Yuan cupped their hands and stepped back lightly. Yang Ning did not bother Gu Qinghan and walked slowly by the wooden frame with his hands behind his back. He picked up an account book and opened it to see that it was densely written. Many accounts, like articles, looked very laborious, and then I picked up a few more books and opened them. They were all the same, very complicated. I frowned, looked at them for a while, and couldn't help but shake my head.
It's no wonder that the account books here were piled up in almost half the room. He found that the accounts recorded in the account books were quite detailed, but they were too detailed, and the numbers were expressed in words, which seemed too cumbersome and seemed too complicated. Very inconvenient.
After all, he was also a businessman in his previous life. Although he was not a professional in finance, he was still very familiar with basic account statements. According to his estimation, if these dozens of pages of account books were simplified and recorded in a digital report format, they would only last two pages at most. The contents of the page.
"Ouch...!" Yang Ning was thinking to herself when she suddenly heard Gu Qinghan's voice behind her. She immediately dropped her account book and looked back, only to see Gu Qinghan sitting on a chair with her head tilted slightly as she hurried over, "Sanniang, what's wrong? ?”
"Don't move...!" Gu Qinghan tilted her head slightly, her delicate body motionless, "I... I can't move my neck, Ning'er, you... don't come here...!"
Yang Ning was stunned at first, but instantly understood that Gu Qinghan must have suffered from cervical spondylosis. Because he had been at his desk for too long and suddenly raised his head, the cervical spondylosis immediately broke out.
"Sanniang, don't move." Yang Ning stood behind Gu Qinghan. Although Yang Ning could not fundamentally solve this kind of cervical spondylosis, it was still easy to quickly help him relieve the pressure on his cervical spine and restore his movements. He put one hand on Gu Qinghan's head and On the shoulder, Gu Qinghan immediately said: "What are you doing? Don't move, it hurts so much...!"
"I know it hurts." Yang Ning said, "I'll help you press it and you'll recover immediately. Don't move." He stretched out his right hand and placed his palm on Gu Qinghan's jade-white neck, but his thumb was pressing on it. 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 hurt even more, and he let out a soft cry.
"I told you not to move, Sanniang, be obedient." Yang Ning was like lecturing a disobedient child, pressing her left hand hard on Gu Qinghan's shoulder to prevent her from moving. Gu Qinghan didn't know what Yang Ning was up to, although she felt terrible in her heart. It was inappropriate, but Yang Ning's thumb had been pressed on the cervical vertebrae and rubbed gently. The force was very gentle at first, and then slowly increased the force. Gu Qinghan only felt that the back of the neck was originally tight, but after Yang Ning pressed it, It's quite soothing.
After a while, Yang Ning's palm gently stroked Gu Qinghan's pink neck back and forth. He felt that Gu Qinghan's skin was smooth and elastic. Although Gu Qinghan also felt that the pain in his neck had been greatly relieved, he was still touched by Yang Ning's back and forth. Touching the pink neck, both physically and mentally, there was a strange feeling.
Third Master Qi sacrificed his life for the country. She has been a widow for many years. It is the age when flowers are in full bloom. As the third wife of the Jinyi Hou Mansion, it goes without saying that she respects etiquette and observes festivals. However, after all, she is a body of flesh and blood. If there is no trace of long-lastingness in her body at ordinary times, It feels inhumane, so I often bathe in cold water. Because of this, my skin becomes firmer and more elastic.
This time, Yang Ning suddenly massaged his neck. Although it was not an extremely sensitive area, it still made Gu Qinghan feel strange.
If it were in the past, perhaps there would not be any special feelings, but now that the prince has grown up, there is a psychological difference.
"Okay... okay...!" Gu Qinghan felt a little hot on his face and said softly: "It's alright, no need... no need to press it anymore."
Only then did Yang Ning stop. Seeing that Gu Qinghan could indeed turn his neck, he smiled and said: "It seems that my skills are pretty good. Sanniang, you are suffering from cervical spondylosis. Pressing more often can help you recover."
Gu Qinghan thought to himself that there was no way to let you touch me this time, and there would be no chance next time. He was afraid that Yang Ning would see that his expression was wrong, so he coughed deliberately and said: "There are all ledgers here, if you don't want to Stay here and go out for a walk first, this is our old house, I don’t know when we will come back next time.”
"I just walked around the house." Yang Ning sat down on a chair nearby and looked outside the door to make sure there was no one there before asking in a low voice: "Sanniang, where is that place in the old house?" Ghost hospital, do you know?"