"Grandma Yin once mentioned that she has lived in Suzhou for many years, probably in Huqiu. When she was a child, she heard Grandma Yin talk about the scenery in that area, and she was very familiar with it in her words."

According to Yuan Qianxiao, Zhao Nan rushed to Suzhou overnight.

"Sunqin's Grandma Yin?"

He pretended to be a reporter who collected strange people and strange stories from the Tiger Hill generation and began an investigation in the public.

Because of Shanqin, the qin skills are excellent, several elderly people still have the impression of Shanqin’s Grandma Yin.

"It happened about 40 years ago. The old lady was still there at that time. Grandma Yin moved to our street alone."

"I am a bit withdrawn with serious personality and don't interact with others. I always have a stern face. Well, the only thing I can get to know is the Chen family girl next door. Chen Xiaomei is a young and a simplified person, and she is good at everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Where is the little sister of the Chen family now?"

"After Grandma Yin died, the little sister of the Chen family left and never came back."

"What, Grandma Yin has passed away?"

Zhao Nan stared at the other party in surprise. It was an old woman in her seventies. Her teeth had fallen out and her mouth was sagging. She would drool from time to time when she spoke.

"When Grandma Yin moved to our street, she was in her fifties. She lived here for more than 30 years, and of course she would die of old age."

The old woman smiled: "I'm old too. Maybe I'll be gone one day. I might see Grandma Yin there and hear her piano sound. I don't know if the little sister of the Chen family is still alive now. I'm afraid she won't recognize her when she sees her in the future. It's been more than ten years since the blink of an eye."

"How old was the young sister of the Chen family back then?"

Zhao Nan initially thought that the Chen family girl was a little girl, but when he heard the tone of this old woman, the Chen family girl should also be an old man.

"We are the same age as we are, if we live, we will be seventy years old this year."

"Old man, do you know where Grandma Yin lived before moving here?"

The old woman shook her head: "I don't know, she only talks with the little sister of the Chen family. They play the piano and embroider the flowers every day. How can we care about us? We are all rough people."

The old woman laughed a few times: "Youngsheng, what are you doing when you ask about this? Grandma Yin has been dead for more than ten years, why is there anyone asking her about it?"

Zhao Nan's heart was filled with grinding. Who is this Grandma Yin?

Fifteen years ago, she moved to the alley where the Yuan family was. Before that, she lived in Suzhou for more than 30 years and died in Huqiu. After her death, Chen Xiaomei, who was close to her, disappeared!

Is the dead Grandma Yin real Grandma Yin or Chen Xiaomei?

He had a bold idea that before Grandma Yin moved to Huqiu, he must have lived somewhere and died, and then continued to live in another place under the name of Grandma Yin in another person's body.

No one knows how long she has lived or how many bodies she has changed. The body she has changed may be a young girl or a familiar person around her. She keeps changing her body and environment, and now, it has changed to Yuan Xiaomei's body. Who is this woman from?

Everything is no longer verified, because no one in the Huqiu area knows where Grandma Yin, who died fifteen years ago, was from, and what kind of experience he had, Grandma Yin has always been withdrawn and unsociable. Now the only thing he can be sure of is probably the woman's surname is Yin. In her long life, she has been changing her body, the only one that has not changed is the surname Yin.

Since Grandma Yin’s previous story is no longer verified, Zhao Nan rushed back as quickly as possible. He was worried that if he dragged on, Miss Yuan and her grandfather would be in danger.

"A woman who keeps living with a backdoor? She looks very much like a snake, constantly molting her skin, while looking for new skins everywhere."

Ye Xian carefully applied nail polish, and his hands didn't shake when he heard Zhao Nan's report.

"What should I do? Miss Yuan will be in danger."

Zhao Nan is anxious.

Ye Xian glanced at him: "Yes, there will be danger, but what does this matter to us? As long as you make sure that the immortal lie to me, the contract will naturally backfire. She changed the shell this time to the end. Humph, I knew what it said was that the soul was gone. Sure enough, the backfire of the contract will definitely make her really shabby." Ye Xian was proud, lowered his head and blew his nails, spread his hands and asked, "How is it? This is the newly bought nail polish, it looks good, right?"

"We have to think of a way."

"No need to think about it, let it go, let us wait for the power of the contract."

Ye Xian still looked indifferent.

"But...Miss Yuan..."

"Zhao Nan."

Ye Xian interrupted him, staring at him with a squinted eyes and smiled: "I find that you seem to care too much about this Miss Yuan. She is just one of the many contracted partners. Anyway, the soul has been pre-sold to us. What's the need to worry about if you are going to be nervous about it one day or another? Or... are you particularly special about her?"

Zhao Nan's land suddenly turned red.

"No...not that, I just...right..."

"Look, why are you blushing? But you are also a beautiful lady and gentleman. Zhao Nan is also a man, I can understand."

Ye Xian stood up and patted Zhao Nan on the shoulder with a smile.

"I'm still very curious about what magic this Miss Yuan has that can make you, who passes through the flowers all day without touching your body."

Zhao Nan knew that Ye Xian was a vengeful person. In order to get the opportunity to play the piano, Yuan Qianxiao mocked Ye Xian for not understanding the guqin, which had already stimulated her. This woman was very troublesome to be willful. She didn't care about the life or death of her contract.

"My sister Yuan is innocent. She was occupied by that old fairy."

Zhao Nan tried to convince Ye Xian.

"Yes, since it has been occupied, it will be useless to drive away the immortal soul."

Ye Xian said it lightly: "That poor girl wishes her rest in peace."

While she was talking, she had already walked out of the door.

"When did you become so ruthless and weak, are you really willing to be deceived by that old guy?"

Zhao Nan shouted.

Ye Qi fixed his body: "I just hate your Miss Yuan, the self-righteous girl deserves to be tortured by the old fairy now."

"What if I punish the old fairy and target Miss Yuan again? I will never say anything more at that time."

"You can bear it?"

Ye Xian chuckled slightly, turned around, and his eyes were joking.

"Look at your face, it looks like a stern. When you go to find the old fairy experience, I have already figured out how to deal with that old thing."

Ye Xian smiled and shook his head: "I just want to tease you. It seems that you are really different from this Miss Yuan. I won't care about anything about an ordinary little girl."

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