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"Impossible! I watched it very carefully! The figure was swaying in the wind! How could it move when it was dazzled? I don't care! I won't patrol today. You find someone else to go. I won't go. It must be a ghost!"

The manager sighed and frowned. He could do nothing about the man, so he had to change someone to patrol.

But something that no one expected happened. On the third day, someone found the body of the patrolman from the previous night in the yard. His face was hideous, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open. He was obviously frightened to death. The place where the body fell was right in front of the dyed cloth where the man said he saw a ghost the day before. It was as if the deceased had lifted the dyed cloth and saw the ghost and was frightened to death.

"Ah!!! I told you it was a ghost! It's a ghost!" The patrolman had completely lost his mind. He was so scared that he ran towards the hall using his hands and feet, wishing he could leave this place of trouble immediately.

Mo Xun: "The man ran back home like crazy and hid in his bed, but he didn't see... outside his door frame..." Mo Xun paused for a long time, and suddenly shouted loudly, "There is a ghost!"

Everyone was frightened by his shout. Looking around, only Mo Xiao, who was sitting next to him, had a calm face, as if she had heard too many ghost stories from Mo Xun. Mo Xi, who was sitting next to her, pretended to be calm, but people who knew her could tell at a glance that she was still quite scared.

Lady Bai sat on the chair, hugging the maid beside her, and almost dared not open her eyes.

Prince Mo and Old Man He looked at the reactions of these youngsters with smiles on their faces. Ningxu was also a little scared and held tightly onto the Third Master beside her.

As a strong woman of the new age who dares not to stretch her arms and legs out of the quilt when she sleeps, Ningxu would not show them that she was afraid of ghosts, otherwise that bastard Mo Xun would laugh at her again.

The Third Master naturally didn't believe these nonsense. He thought to himself, if ghosts really existed, then after he died he would become a ghost and come back to find Meng'er.

Mo Xun smiled as he watched their reactions, his evil taste in his heart being satisfied. "Tell me, what is the truth of this matter?"

Mo Xi pretended to be calm and said, "Just tell me directly."

Mo Xun: "I don't know either."

Mo Xi rolled his eyes, "You are the one who should say it, and you are the one who says you don't know. You don't know what you are talking about."

Mo Xun: "Hey, Xiaowu, don't be anxious. I heard from them that there are two solutions to this matter. One, the ghost is actually the enemy of the first patroller. He pretended to be a ghost to lure the man over, and then supported the man to lift the dyed cloth and killed him with one blow! As a result, he didn't know that the person was replaced the next day, and he killed someone else by mistake."

Everyone listened carefully to Mo Xun's words. The more Mo Xi listened, the more outrageous it became. "That man killed someone who was not his enemy?"

Mo Xun: "If that person sees his true face, he will definitely kill him to silence him!"

Ning Xu: "No, didn't you say that the man was frightened to death? Most people don't have any physical illness, so being frightened like that shouldn't kill them..."

As Mo Xun's ghost stories became more and more bizarre, the people present were no longer so scared. They all felt that it was definitely not a ghost and that the story was most likely made up by someone else to deceive Mo Xun.

Mo Xun: "Isn't there a second option?"

Mo Xi: "What about the second one?"

Mo Xun: "That's... a ghost!"

Mo Xun's previous jumpiness might have scared some people, but after a series of questions from Mo Xi and Ning Xu, no one felt any ghostly aura anymore. Even Bai Guiren stood up angrily, stomped her feet weakly at Mo Xun, and went back to the tent to sleep.

The other people didn't want to listen anymore, so they stood up and went back to sleep. Mo Xun's wish to scare people was fulfilled, so he returned to the tent contentedly.

The next morning, Ningxu, Moxi and Bai Guiren all appeared in front of everyone with dark circles under their eyes. Bai Guiren felt a little embarrassed when she saw the other two people were like this, and she avoided looking at them. After seeing each other, Ningxu and Moxi both accepted the reality listlessly.

It’s all Mo Xun’s fault. He told ghost stories so late at night, and in the middle of nowhere. I couldn’t sleep alone!

"Hey! Xiaowu and Xiaoliu, what happened to you two?" Mo Xun came in front of the two people as if he had discovered a new continent, and looked at their dark circles with interest.

Ningxu rolled her eyes at him, turned around and started eating her cake, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

After being turned down by Ningxu, Mo Xun approached Mo Xi again, "Xiaowu?"

Mo Xi looked at him weakly and said seriously, "If I could beat you, you would be led by me and run behind the carriage today."

Mo Xun: "No way, Xiaowu, are you so timid?"

Mo Xi hadn't slept yet and didn't have the energy to argue with Mo Xun. She turned around and ignored Mo Xun, imitating Ning Xu.

You know, Ningxu is so timid. San Ye thought that he should have told Meng'er that he was afraid last night, so that the two of them could be in the same tent and Meng'er could have a good sleep. But poor Meng'er had to bear panda eyes all day.

As soon as the Third Master got on the carriage, he held Ningxu in his arms to avoid the bumps and let Ningxu get a good sleep.

The convoy arrived at Huacheng before noon, and the Third Master planned to take a break and replenish supplies in Huacheng. He Lao led the convoy to find a big inn, and when the Third Master got off the car with Ningxu in his arms, Ningxu was still asleep.

By the time Mr. He had booked a room at the cashier's counter, Ningxu was sitting in a chair leaning against the Third Master and slowly waking up.

Ningxu: "Where is this?"

Third Master: "Huacheng."

Mo Xun: "Auntie, you slept so soundly that you even needed your brother to carry you out of the car."

Ningxu looked at the Third Master with concern, "Is it serious?"

The Third Master smiled dotingly, "It's not heavy. I'm willing to hold you for the rest of my life."

Mo Xun: ...Why should I say more?

Mo Xi: It’s right.

This inn is quite big, with three floors. In order to have a quiet environment, the third master booked all the rooms on the third floor. Ningxu woke up, and several young people were looking around the inn. Bai Guiren didn't want to follow the Mo family, so she sat in the front hall and followed He Lao.

Ningxu and the other five were admiring the scenery in the corridor on the third floor. When they walked through a door, they found that this inn had a large courtyard. In the courtyard, there were also several bamboo poles drying dyed cloth...

The five people stood still, and four of them looked at Mo Xun with strange eyes...

Could this guy really be a jinx?

Mr. He and Concubine Bai, who came later, saw the four people standing still. They walked up to them in confusion, and were also stunned when they saw the scene in the yard.

Ningxu, Moxi, and Bai Guiren: Speechless...

They really want to tear Mo Xun to pieces now.

Mr. He: "How about...we change to another one?"

The Third Master looked at Ningxu and asked worriedly, "Meng'er, do you want to change?"

Ningxu pretended to be calm, "I'm not afraid." After saying that, Ningxu didn't forget to look at Mo Xi, "Are you afraid?"

Ningxu: Say you’re afraid, but don’t force me to beg you.