Anecdotes about ghosts

Two funerals have been added to the Lu residence one after another. White is hung everywhere in the huge house. Although there are many people coming and going, it still looks extraordinarily desolate and lonely in the snowy night.

Ever since Meng Jia's sudden death, Lu Wenlin had no support around him, and as the only son, he naturally had to take care of everything in the Lu family.

Whether it's in the company or at home, he is very busy with a series of things right now.

Seeing Lu Ke suddenly at this moment, Lu Wenlin was taken aback for a moment, then stammered and asked, "You...why are you here?"

Lu Ke handed over the prepared fragrant wax money paper, with an indifferent expression: "Come and offer incense sticks to Grandpa Lu."

"Incense?" Lu Wenlin didn't answer, and said in a low voice, "You, the murderer who killed him, have the nerve to come to offer incense? Aren't you afraid that the old man will seek your life in the middle of the night!"

"Who is the murderer who killed Grandpa Lu, you all know very well. - Get out of the way."

"You!" Lu Wenlin raised his hand and pointed at Lu Ke angrily, but he dared not speak out.

They were the ones who trapped Lu Ke in the Lu residence back then, and wanted to exchange his life for the life of old man Lu, but they didn't expect that a young and beautiful man would suddenly appear and save him.

At that time, in front of everyone, that man who was not like an ordinary person said nothing, but just lightly flicked his sleeves and easily killed the old man.

Everyone present was shocked, and even the respected Master Xu had nothing to do with him, so no one dared to offend him.

But fortunately, he didn't do anything else after that, but took Lu Ke away in full view, and before leaving, he said lightly: "Blood debts must be paid in blood, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded."

After the man left, Lu Wenya advocated calling the police, but Lu Wenlin felt that the matter was strange, as if it had exceeded the understanding of ordinary people, so he called the doctor first.

Sure enough, the doctor did not find any trauma on Mr. Lu's body, nor did he find any signs of poisoning, and it was not even a sudden illness, so in the end, he only came to the conclusion that Mr. Lu had died.

If they reported to the police in this situation, not to mention how to explain the fact that Lu Ke was under house arrest by them, the key point is that there is no trace of homicide on Mr. Lu, how can they convince the police that Mr. Lu died of homicide?

Even homicide can't be proved, so where did the murderer come from? Did he still tell the police that Mr. Lu had been poisoned by Gu poison before him?

Once such words are spread, there will be no face for the family.

Although Lu Wenlin was a bit foolish, he was not completely useless. After Lu Wenya's previous panic, she calmed down and thought about it carefully, and she knew that this matter was indeed contrary to common sense.

So the two of them came together and simply announced the news of the death of old man Lu, and invited Xu Rong to preside over the funeral for the old man by the way.

The mourning hall at home was put up that night, and Lu Wenlin thought that the matter would come to an end, but he didn't expect that the next day, he found that Meng Jia had died suddenly in their dormitory. , Said it was a sudden myocardial infarction.

Even so, those who have heard the phrase "good and evil are rewarded in the end" will look very subtle in retrospect.

In those few days, while Lu Wenlin was busy taking care of his home and outside, he was in constant panic, fearing that he would also suffer retribution.

Although he wasn't the direct murderer, he also helped Meng Jia a lot, but after several days passed, he didn't seem to have any accidents, so he felt a little more at ease.

Without further ado, Lu Ke handed the paper money basket to where Lu Wenlin was pointing, and asked in a cold voice with no expression on his face, "What are you, are you going to take it or not?"

Lu Wenlin was angry, but there was nothing he could do about Lu Ke, so he grabbed the basket firmly: "Come with me."

Xu Ruohua and Zhu Yin followed behind Lu Ke, but at this moment, Zhu Yin quietly bent down to hug Xu Ruohua's ear, and said softly: "His domineering appearance is a bit of Dongyue's demeanor back then."

"What do you want to do?"

However, the sensitive place was suddenly attacked by hot air, Xu Ruohua didn't hear anything clearly, and only moved aside with red ears.

Zhuyin originally wanted to talk to Xu Ruohua in a serious way this time, but seeing her little Ruohua's reaction was so cute, she couldn't be serious anymore.

He leaned closer to Xu Ruohua's place, and said in a very ambiguous voice: "What do you think I want to do?"

Xu Ruohua's eyes widened, and he glanced at Zhuyin in disbelief: "You, you, in public, don't go too far! And this is someone else's—"

Before the word "funeral ceremony" came out, Xu Ruohua only felt a flash of warmth in his earlobe, and even a faint wet and sticky feeling.

Zhu Yin whispered in his ear: "This is the corridor, the lights are dark, no one will see it."

The blush at the base of the ears quickly burned to the cheeks, Xu Ruohua turned around furiously, and wanted to reprimand Zhu Yin angrily, but he didn't expect that when he turned around, Zhu Yin's face was very close at hand.

Before he had time to back off, Zhu Yin leaned forward slightly, and his cold thin lips pecked lightly on the pink lips.

Xu Ruohua froze for half a second, then came to his senses.

Countless emotions quickly flashed through a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and finally, he gave Zhuyin a white look, then walked quickly to Lu Ke, and put his arms around his shoulders.

Lu Ke didn't like to have too much physical contact with other people, so he glanced at Xu Ruohua for some reason.

No, as soon as he turned around, he found that the person he was looking at was also looking behind him. Although he was not in profile, he could still see the obvious provocation in his eyebrows and eyes.

Lu Ke instantly understood in his heart that Xu Ruohua was using himself to fight against the Lord Shenlong behind him.

But whether it was because he didn't want to offend Mrs. Zhu Jiuyin, or because he didn't like other people's touch, Lu Ke chose to brush Xu Ruohua's salty hands away calmly.

The corridor was not too long, and in less than half a minute, a few people came to the end, and at this time they could clearly hear the noise coming from the front.

They followed behind Lu Wenlin, and then passed through a garden gate. The slightly harsh light suddenly illuminated the darkness just now—different from the desolation of the gate, this place was obviously much more lively and bright.

There was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences. Outside the mourning hall, it was the same as the countless vehicles lined up at the gate of Lu's house. Everyone held a white chrysanthemum in their hands, and they moved in line one by one.

When there were still about ten meters away from the door, Lu Ke suddenly stopped and asked Lu Wenlin, "Where is Grandpa Lu's coffin?"

Xu Ruohua also paused.

That's right, they have to go to the place where the corpse is, but these people will not really put people in full view to mourn, it's Lu Xiaomei's thoughtfulness.

Lu Wenlin asked suspiciously: "What are you looking for for the old man's coffin? If you really want to offer incense to the old man, you can just go there."

"No, take me directly to Grandpa Lu's coffin."

"Lu Ke, what do you mean?" Lu Wenlin put down the basket and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Just now after he was coerced by Lu Ke, he was getting more and more angry along the way, and now he is being ordered by Lu Ke in such a bossy way, he is even more unhappy: "You said you want to burn incense, okay, I will bring you in .Now what do you say that you want to see the old man's coffin? Who do you think you are? Lu Ke, let me warn you, don't go too far!"

"I have to push forward? Are you sure?" Lu Ke looked at him calmly, his obsidian eyes seemed to be glowing coldly, making Lu Wenlin feel uncomfortable.

Lu Wenlin looked away, no matter what he thinks, but Lu Ke is his son in name after all, there is no reason in this world for my father to be coerced by his son.

Lu Wenlin also refused to admit his cowardice, and said with a stiff neck, "Today, you can either obediently go there to offer incense, or get the hell out of Lu's house."