"Dear mage, what can I do for you?"
Although the branch office of S City Management Office is not as luxurious as the headquarters, it is much more luxurious than ordinary clubhouses.
Lin Chuliu, "Look for Qiao Zheng, Teacher Qiao."
The receptionist inquired about the information, "Excuse me, is this Ms. Nan Xueqing Nan?"
Nan Xue nodded slightly.
"Master Qiao Zheng is waiting for you in Room 204 on the second floor. Here is the key."
Several people's faces were calm, and the surrounding atmosphere was oppressive.
Lin Siyi was particularly worried about whether there would be a fight later.
"Xueqing!" An eager and joyful voice sounded.
Yang Yinyin was a little excited, maybe it was because he hadn't seen each other for too long, or he was eager to prove himself.
A group of four walked into the house, which was as big as a presidential suite, and the living room was not crowded with six people.
Qiao Zheng kicked the middle-aged man next to him who was sitting nervously on the sofa with his head down.
"Eldest Miss." Uncle Wen didn't dare to look up at the other party.
Yang, "Father, Xueqing is here, just tell me what you know."
Uncle Wen immediately scolded him, "You wolf cub, I am your biological father, and my elbow is turned out!"
Nan Xueqing, "Uncle Wen, you have been with my father for more than twenty years, I respect you and call you Uncle, I don't care about your escape, but if you still have something to hide at this moment, don't blame me for being careless Old friendship."
"Xueqing, don't get excited." After all, the other party is his father, and Yang doesn't want to see the other party really die in front of him, "Father, just tell the truth."
"Shut up, what do you know!" Uncle Wen said stiffly, "I can't afford to offend you before and after, why don't I swallow this secret to death?"
"Bang!" Joe was irritably throwing the ashtray on the table at him, and Uncle Wen's forehead was bled. "You won't kill me. Now I am the only one who knows who that person is."
Lin Chuliu said, "Do you know Lin Er?"
Uncle Wen smiled, "Lin Er? He was silenced because of this muddy water."
Lin Chuliu's eyes revealed danger, "But he didn't say anything at that time."
"His eyes doom him to not live long. The more he sees and knows, the more people will not want him to live."
Lin Siyi, "Then why are you still alive?"
Uncle Wen was obviously nervous, "Then... that's because I hide well!"
Lin Siyi, "How did you hide so well that we caught you?"
Speaking of this, Uncle Wen couldn't get angry, "It's not this little bastard who dares to set me up!"
If it wasn't for Qiao Zheng, he would probably go up and beat Yang to death.
Yang, "Father, if you don't say today, you can't leave here."
Uncle Wen, "What? You still want to kill me? Lin Er is dead, even if I become a ghost, no one will trace back for you."
Speaking of tracing, Lin Siyi immediately lifted up a small bench and sat in front of him, staring at him without moving.
Uncle Wen felt uncomfortable being watched by her.
"Uncle Wen, if you don't remind me, I'll forget it. There is a limit to tracing the memory of living people, but it's not easy for ghosts."
"You... what do you want to do?"
Qiao Zheng took a sip of tea, "These two children are Lin Er's sons and daughters, oh, the one in front of you has inherited the Lin family's retrospective eye, if you still don't want to say it, we have to kill you. Mandatory backtracking."
Uncle Wen was surprised, and then panicked, "You...you can't do this! Miss, I have devoted myself to the Nan family for more than 20 years, you can't do this to me!"
Nan Xue walked lightly to Lin Siyi, bent down, her eyes showed killing intent, "If you don't want to die, tell me everything you know, word for word."
After a long stalemate, Uncle Wen was finally defeated.
The whole person instantly aged a lot, "Okay, let me say."
"Wait." Nan Xue said lightly, "I don't believe you."
Uncle Wen, "If you don't believe me, why let me say it!"
Lin Siyi smiled, "You just need to accept my tracing of this part of your memory."
Tracing the memory of a living person requires the consent of the other party, and what you see is the part that the other party is willing to show you.
Nan Xueqing, "Three days before father's death, including you, all related memories must be displayed without omission."
Uncle Wen gritted his teeth, "Okay."
Tracing back the memories of living people for the second time, she still acts as the third perspective.
She saw the young Xiaoxueqing, sitting in front of the short table in a fluffy white cloak, white and tender like a snow ball.
Soft fingers holding a brush to practice calligraphy on rice paper.
Uncle Wen looked kindly, "Missy's handwriting is getting better and better."
Of course it looks good! This is her little daughter-in-law.
Lin Siyi was a little sad, why couldn't she penetrate anyone inside, so that she could kiss and hug her Xiaoxueqing.
"Sister, sister, father promised me to go out and play!"
The girl with braided horns threw herself happily on the table where Xiaoxue wrote lightly.
Looking at the ink spilled on the table, Xiaoxue frowned lightly, put down the brush in her hand, and got up.
"Sister!" Xiaorui followed behind her.
Xiaoxue stopped lightly, and said to Uncle Wen next to her, "Her clothes are dirty, take her to change."
"elder sister!"
Xiaorui was stopped by Uncle Wen, and she pouted unhappy watching her sister leave.
Lin Siyi folded his arms around his chest, although Xiaorui was her friend, Xueqing could only love her.
In the next two days, she watched Xiaoxueqing's daily life with relish, and Uncle Wen was always by her side. Nothing unusual happened.
Until this day, the family of four went out to play, only Uncle Wen and his servant accompanied him.
Green mountains and green waters, red flowers and willows. Simple and pure children are running in the field. They are innocent and naughty. They rolled up their trouser legs and ran into the creek, bent over and covered with mud, groping everywhere.
Xiaorui pestered her father for a long time before allowing her to play.
Her eager eyes fell on Xiao Xueqing.
Father Nan coughed twice, "Xueqing, you can go too."
Xiaoxue lightly raised her head, "No."
Mother Nan squatted down and gently stroked her head, and said, "Xueqing, we just want to show you around, instead of staying in the house in another place, can you go and accompany my sister?"
Looking at Xiaorui's expectant look, she turned her head away, met her mother's warm eyes, hugged her mother's neck with her small arms, and hummed.
Xiaorui clapped her hands excitedly, trying to pull Xiaoxueqing up, but she avoided her, and ran out after her happily.
Uncle Wen stood by and poured a cup of tea for Father Nan.
He took a sip and shook his head, "With Xueqing's personality, I'm really afraid that she will suffer in the future."
Mother Nan came up behind him and pinched his shoulders, "You don't have to worry about it."
Then she seemed to think of something: "Suya's son is about the same age as Xueqing. I heard that the older he is, the more handsome he is. Xueqing will definitely like it in the future."
"When it comes to your marriage, I'm even more worried. It's not that you don't know the current situation of the Lin family. If"
"What are you afraid of? You will be the next head of the Kesi'er family. Aren't you a good friend who will help you?"
Nan's mother blinked her beautiful eyes, and Nan's father's heart almost melted. He took her hand, "No matter what happens in the future, I will take care of you."
"Uncle Wen, don't stand here, go out and have a look, the scenery here is really nice."
Uncle Wen sighed, turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Nan Mu suddenly screamed.
Blood spurted out like a spring, and Nanmu watched helplessly as her lover stretched out his hand to pinch her neck. The ice element filled his fingertips, sharp as a knife, and within a few seconds his head was separated like a doll, and the red blood stained Man Nanmu's beautiful cheeks.
"Master!" Uncle Wen shouted, completely unable to believe the scene in front of him.
He looked at Nan Mu in front of him, her pupils were dull, her screaming mouth was not even fully closed, and the blood on her face flowed to the ground bit by bit.
"Ma'am!" Uncle Wen shouted, trying to wake him up.
He watched helplessly as Mother Nan raised her hands towards her neck, and immediately grabbed her, but she was shaken away by a force, her internal organs were shaken, and blood was spit out.
"Ma'am!" he cried.
The other party's lips moved with difficulty, and he read out the word "Hurry up".
Nanmu's head turned to one side stiffly, and then fell.
Uncle Wen's eyes were full of fear.
As soon as Lin Si looked at them, his pupils shrank sharply.
Uncle Wen, who fell to the ground, almost rolled and fled towards the gate.
He was afraid that if he stopped, the devil behind him would tear him into pieces.
The memory belongs to Uncle Wen, and as the other party fled, the pictures she saw also left with him.
Her heart ached, how heart-piercing Xueqing must have been when she saw such a scene.
After Uncle Wen left the village, Qiao Zheng rushed over with several people in a hurry.
Lin Siyi opened his mouth in surprise when he saw the person next to him.
What's more, Uncle Wen, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Wu Cheng wanted to help him up, but the other party was in a daze, muttering words, screaming, and running away in panic.
Wu Cheng was puzzled, "What happened to him?"
Qiao Zheng, "A person who is talking about it, I should go to the third brother to discuss the countermeasure first."
… .
Lin Siyi followed Uncle Wen's memory and personally verified the other party's daily anxiety. He was running away every moment, for fear that he would be killed one day.
Until a week later, he was still safe and sound, and he let go of the heart that hangs day and night.
He quietly returned to Nan's house. At this moment, he still had some conscience, thinking that if the eldest lady and the others were all right, he would tell him what he had seen.
However, all this was completely shattered when he learned of Lin Er's death.
He started a real escape. As long as he goes to the present world, that person will not cover the sky with his hands to such an extent.
It turned out he succeeded, and he survived.
Until some time ago, because I missed my child-Yang too much.
And was caught by the other party using this psychology.
Lin Siyi opened her eyes, her eyes fell on Wu Ke'er and Lin Chuliu, a little complicated.
Uncle Wen hugged his head, he was full of fear but more of guilt, he recalled his past memories again, he knew he was sorry for Mrs. Madam, but please forgive him for his covetous life and fear of death.
Nan Xue asked softly, "Who is it?"
Lin Siyi hesitated for a moment, then said, "I saw it, it's a ghost."
Uncle Wen raised his head abruptly, "Isn't it the head of the Wu Family?"
Wu Keer's pupils became bigger.