Ye Xian looked at the dazzling light in his hand and pretended to ask inadvertently: "I heard that something happened to Mrs. Pang?"

When Qinghan heard this, his eyebrows immediately stood up: "Miss Ye, I discovered that you were deliberately sending me to the forefront."

"No, I really want to help you get to know more people. Of course, I will also help me find out the news. How could I know that Mrs. Pang is fine, but that fool Weiwei was in trouble." Ye Xian's eyes turned, "How did he die?"

"How did she die? Who knows, no blood can be seen anyway. I'm not sure she has any injuries on her neck. Her eyes are wide open and her mouth is a little bit like...scared to death."

Frightened to death? Ye Xian was slightly stunned: "No, the vase cannot have such great power."

"Vase? The one you gave to Mrs. Pang? Is there any explanation?" Qinghan immediately grasped the point of Ye Xian's words.

"That vase may make people fall into a nightmare, but it's nothing to do with that Weiwei. Tell me, what happened in the salon."

Qinghan knew Ye Xian's personality. No matter what she didn't take the initiative, it would be useless to ask. If you want her to say more, it would be to make her interested.

So Qinghan roughly talked about what happened in the afternoon.

"As soon as I entered the door, I heard Mrs. Wen's screams. The voice was extremely miserable. Mrs. Pang was sitting on the sofa and hurriedly ran to the bathroom. Mrs. Chen was holding mahjong and still saying sarcastic words, saying that Mrs. Wen would not fight with Weiwei. First, Mrs. Pang was the first to rush in, then me, and finally Mrs. Chen and the mahjong match. I was standing at the door and watching Mrs. Pang holding Mrs. Wen get up. Mrs. Wen was trembling all over, and there was a scattered water on the ground, and she was scared to pee."

"So, you stopped at the door, and Mrs. Chen and that mahjong match didn't go in?"

"Yes, those two people had no intention of entering. They both stood at the door and shouted. My ears were about to be deaf when they shouted. Women, it's really terrible."

Qinghan remembered Mrs. Chen's look of screaming wildly, and couldn't help but curl her lips. In her eyes, this was even more scary than a dead person.

"Then Mrs. Pang helped Mrs. Wen to change her clothes?"

"Yes, I asked the servant to call the police station quickly. Soon, the police officer Xiaowu brought people."

Qinghan thought for a while and continued, "Mrs. Wen was a little more mentally stable and said he was a ghost. She said that through the flower glass, she saw a black shadow flashing through the bathroom door, and the bathroom door was closed, and there was no window. The black shadow must be a ghost. She said that Weiwei was scared to death by the ghost."

"So that's it." Ye Xian nodded, and his hands couldn't help but turn the diamond ring he was wearing.

"The strangest thing is that Weiwei brought a large diamond ring today, and Mrs. Chen and that mahjong match were described as mahjong plaques."

Qinghan said this and deliberately glanced at Ye Qi's hand. When Ye Qi saw her eyes, he smiled and said, "You girl, you are such a ghost. It's not bad. This should be the diamond ring I brought with me, but now it's mine. I finally found the car dealer and that car. Do you think it's easy to find one family at night?" Ye Qi raised his hand and admired the pearl treasure spirit proudly.

When Ye Xian became proud, he talked endlessly, saying how he met Mrs. Wen during martial law and how he found out that she had problems. Then he remembered the name of the car store and the number of the car, and finally found the ring.

Qinghan looked at the diamond ring and couldn't help frowning: "It's so strange. Mrs. Wen took the ring not to take it for herself, but to throw it away. Why did she throw it away? What's the secret of this ring?"

Ye Xian stared at his hand and sighed, "Such a beautiful ring was worn by that big horse monkey. Why am I so uncomfortable? I should find a good day to consecrate it and do rituals, so that the ring will live a good life with me from now on, and will never be secretly cast."

"Do you want to invite another Taoist priest to have a peace ceremony?" Qinghan joked.

"It's really a pot that doesn't open, you." Ye Xian glared at her, and kept turning the diamond ring with his hands. "A such a big ring and such a good diamond, the merchants who sell it will definitely have records. It seems that they need to find who the owner of the ring is."

"This master can connect Weiwei and Mrs. Wen." Qinghan suddenly said.

Ye Xian smiled and said, "The only one who can connect these two people is the man, Mrs. Wen's man."

"Yes, Mr. Wen is said to be in the Security Command, but I think it's strange. Mrs. Wen is beautiful and elegant, and that Weiwei is completely incomparable. Why did Mr. Wen find such a woman? I really can't figure it out."

"I'm used to eating big fish and meat, maybe I want to eat braised vegetables for a few days. This Mr. Wen is so rich. Such a big diamond ring is given directly to someone. The funniest thing is that Mrs. Wen keeps saying that ghosts kill people, but she still hides the diamond ring and wants to throw it away. I'm more interested in the original origin of this diamond ring. What exactly makes Mrs. Wen so scared?"

Ye Xian and Qinghan were both staring at the ring. Under the light, the ring shone brightly, attracting people's eyes firmly. It was a bit of a breathtaking brilliance.

Mrs. Pang's room is on the second floor, with the window facing the back garden. There is a good moonlight tonight. The small garden behind is bright and breeze blowing.

Perhaps because of such a big thing at home today, the servant Mrs. Li tossed and turned around at night and couldn't sleep, so she walked to the small garden and sat for a while to have a breeze.

When she walked out of the living room, she paid attention to the wall clock. It was about half past ten, and Mrs. Li sat on the stone bench, thinking about what Mrs. Wen shouted in the afternoon: The black shadow killed someone, and there was a black shadow. She couldn't help but look up at Mrs. Pang's room. She saw Mrs. Pang's shadow shaking in the room and kept walking around. What? Didn't the wife sleep?

Mrs. Li thought that it was all Miss Weiwei's fuss, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to sleep anymore.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth wide and stared at Mrs. Pang's room. No, that was not Mrs. Pang's shadow. To be precise, the figure did look like Mrs. Pang in terms of height and body, but she could find that it was not, because Mrs. Pang could not walk to the roof. The figure was just walking around at first, and the room was spinning around, but now she was walking with her head facing down and walking on the ceiling. It was impossible for Mrs. Pang to be.

Mrs. Li was frightened. She tried her best to tell herself that she must be calm. Thinking that Mrs. Pang, the employer, was quite generous to her in the past two years, Mrs. Li mustered up the courage to run up to the second floor and knocked on Mrs. Pang's door: "Madam, madam, wake up, madam."

The door creaked open.

"What should I do if I don't sleep well at the garden?"

Mrs. Pang had curly hair and looked unhappy.

"Madam, I see..."

Mrs. Li was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that Mrs. Pang was asking what she was going to the garden to do.

This person is not Mrs. Pang.

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