Chapter 1145

When they looked for a voice, they saw a soldier running out of a room, his face turned white and his eyes glittered with fear.

"Dead... He's dead..."

Pet Yu narrowed her eyes slightly and cast her eyes at Tao Mingming.

Tao Mingming shook his head innocently.

Last night, no other evil spirits entered the house. Narcissus went to his dead grave. In the ancient house, there were only Chong Yu, Tao Mingming and two servant girls changed from leaves.

Adjutant Yang walked over, grabbed the soldier's collar and asked fiercely, "who's dead?"

"Hong Chang, he's dead..." the soldier said with a pale face.

The soldiers felt a chill behind the good dead.

"Take me there!" adjutant Yang shook off the soldiers.

The soldiers hurriedly led you over.

In a remote room, a man fell on his back with his mouth wide open and his eyes staring, as if he had seen something that frightened him.

Adjutant Yang has seen many dead people and all kinds of cruel scenes on the battlefield. He has seen this strange scene for the first time.

A dark light flashed in Yan Qichuan's eyes and ordered, "go and have a look."

Adjutant Yang went over and squatted down, frowning at the body.

The dead soldier was stiff. He should have been dead for several hours. His skin was not bloody. There were no wounds on his body, just like he was scared to death alive.

The soldiers standing in the corridor or courtyard began to whisper.

"I said there was something wrong with the house, and it looked gloomy during the day..."

"There won't really be ghosts... My heart is getting hairy..."

"When you say this, I always felt something pressing on me last night and stared at me with my eyes..."

Seeing that the soldiers' comments were getting more and more outrageous, adjutant Yang's face was even more ugly, and only Yan qiechuan's face was still calm.

[Ding Dong, a kind reminder from the system, host, it's about to light up in the morning.]

Pet Yu glanced at Tao Mingming. His pale face was sweating, as if he couldn't hold on.

"Young Marshal," she called.

"Miss Tao." Yin Qichuan looked at her and said, "my soldiers died in the ancient house. It seems that they will be disturbed for a few more days."

what?!

And live in the same place as the ghost house?!

The soldiers looked pale and scared. They didn't want to stay here and die.

"Young Marshal..."

Yan Qichuan looked at it lightly, and there was no expression on his handsome face, revealing the unquestionable authority of the superior.

"Stand in line."

"Yes, marshal!" the soldiers answered.

Adjutant Yang came out of the dark room and said in a solemn tone: "young commander, the cause of death has not been found out."

Yin forgot Chuan's thin lips and pursed into a line. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Young Marshal." Chong Yu came to him and said, "why don't you take the body to the lobby and sit down and rest first."

She was wearing a nightdress and a red robe at will. She looked very thin in this bleak morning, as if a gust of wind could blow away.

Adjutant Yang looked away with some embarrassment.

Although the soldiers under the Nanyang army died in Taofu, it can be said that there were only three women and one child in the house. They had no motive to kill.

Yan Qichuan raised his hand, pinned the hair hanging on her cheek behind her ear and said, "go back and have a good sleep, don't worry."

Adjutant Yang's eyes widened, and all kinds of doubts emerged from the bottom of his heart.