Chapter 89

"Third Young Master, Miss is very energetic now."

Aunt Lan spread her hands helplessly. If the child refuses to sleep, what can you do to her?

Mu Chen was silent.

This kid usually doesn't cling to him at all, and is not close to him, but tonight she clings to him...

She used to sleep until dawn after falling asleep. Except for the last time she woke up in the middle of the night, tonight was the second time she woke up in the middle of the night crying to find her mother, and Zhang Xiao couldn't find anyone tonight, she seemed to be missing. Does this child have a particularly strong sixth sense, what can he sense? She was too young to speak, so she expressed her worry and fear by crying?

Well?

Why did he guess like this?

When he arrived at the intersection that Mu Chen had mentioned, he stopped there and waited for Liu Qing to arrive.

While waiting for Liu Qing, Mu Ya, who was tired from playing, started to yawn. Seeing this, Aunt Lan quickly hugged her into her arms, coaxing her softly, the little guy nestled in her arms, and soon fell asleep again.

"Third Young Master, Miss is asleep."

Aunt Lan reported in a low voice.

Mu Chen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but he believed in his heart that Zhang Xiao was in the cemetery.

"Apply some medicine for her." While her daughter was asleep, Mu Chen reminded Aunt Lan to apply some medicine for Mu Ya first.

Aunt Lan hummed.

Liu Qing arrived at this time, and after Aunt Lan helped Mu Ya apply the medicine, she carefully sat in Liu Qing's car with her in her arms, and went back to Mu's mansion under Mu Chen's watch, while Mu Chen continued to go cemetery.

cemetery.

As Aunt Lan said, a place like the cemetery is gloomy during the daytime. Even if the sun is high in the sky, you still can't feel the sunshine here, but the gloom breath.

As for the cemetery, all the houses are built in yin houses, and yin houses are originally built in places with heavy yin energy.

In addition to the rows of tombstones around, there are evergreen pines and cypresses, which grow vigorously, making the cemetery more and more gloomy.

In the middle of the night, the cemetery is even quieter, and there are occasional unknown birds singing, which makes people feel creepy. The gatekeepers of the cemetery dare not walk alone in the cemetery at this time, let alone sit in front of the tomb for hours.

Zhang Xiaogan.

She's in the cemetery right now, sitting alone in her grandparents' cemetery.

Grandparents are buried together, and there is a group photo of the two on the tombstone. The sky was dark and heavy, and it was difficult to see the photos on the tombstone clearly, but she felt that her grandparents were right in front of her, and she didn't need to see them with her eyes, she just needed to feel them with her heart.

After she left the hospital on a bicycle, she continued to ride forward without a destination, and she came to the cemetery before she knew it. This is the place she liked to come to when she was wronged before. In various festivals every year, she would bring some offerings to worship her grandparents.

If the mother has no bones, there will be no tomb. So grandparents are the relatives who loved her the most. Come to see her grandparents and talk to her grandparents, her mood will improve and she will be stronger to face the ups and downs of life.

When facing the tomb of her grandparents, Zhang Xiao poured out all the grievances she had suffered in her heart. After expressing her grievances, she sat in front of the tombs of her grandparents, sleeping with her arms around her knees.

She didn't know how long she had slept for, but she felt a dangerous breath, and she was tightly grasped by that dangerous breath, surrounded by her whole body, almost out of breath.

The dangerous breath began to squat down, as if facing her.

In a daze, Zhang Xiao raised her head. In the darkness, she saw a black shadow in front of her. That black shadow seemed to be a person with a head, a face, eyes, a mouth, and a nose. ...

Is it a human or a ghost?

Zhang Xiao stretched out her hand to touch him, the man thought she would scream in fright, but she didn't expect that she reached out to touch his face, when the soft jade hand touched his face, he froze, stunned stare at her.

The skin under the palm is soft, not the stiffness of a dead person, but also has body temperature, warm, not the coldness of a dead person.

It's people.

The outline of this person is quite stylish, he must be very handsome.

The jade hand touched that person's face, Zhang Xiao came to this conclusion.

"Have you touched enough?"

A cold questioning sound knocked into her ears.

This voice is very familiar.

She had, absolutely had.

By the way, it was Mu Chen's voice.

Mu Chen?

Zhang Xiao was shocked, and the hand touching Mu Chen's face quickly retracted, and the person also jumped up and stood up, screaming: "Are you Mr. Mu?"

Mu Chen slowly stood up straight, and stared at her coldly, even though he couldn't see Mu Chen's expression in the dark, but his stare was too cold and sharp, she could feel it.

"Do you think it's a ghost?"

Zhang Xiao stammered, "Mu...Mr. Mu...you, why did you come out here?"

Mu Chen gritted his teeth and hummed: "Do you think I'm one of those 'people' here? Come out!"

"I, I was too surprised."

Zhang Xiao was stunned by Mu Chen who suddenly appeared in front of him, "I really thought I'd seen a ghost, but after touching it, I realized it was a human being, and I was still sighing in my heart..."

"Sighing, why isn't he a handsome ghost, right?" Mu Chen sarcastically sarcastically.

Zhang Xiao smiled embarrassingly.

"Well, Mr. Mu, you, why did you come here?" This is a cemetery, a cemetery, not a park, what did he come here in the middle of the night? Could it be that, like her, she came here to find her relatives to complain about her grievances? No, his relatives are all in good condition, only his beloved wife Ning Tong passed away. He missed her dead wife too much, so he ran to the cemetery in the middle of the night to visit her soul?

"If you can come, can't I?"

Zhang Xiao was embarrassed again, "It's late at night, don't you be afraid."

Mu Chen sarcastically sarcastically smiled: "You are not afraid, what should I be afraid of when I am a big man? Afraid of ghosts? There are no ghosts in this world."

"It's a ghost, I've seen it before when I came here." Zhang Xiao answered casually.

Then the man on the opposite side stared at her even harder.

Zhang Xiao realized that in the middle of the night, he was talking about ghosts in the cemetery again, um, it seemed inappropriate.

"It's your fate that you weren't pulled by the ghost to become Mrs. Ghost!" Mu Chen gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words, filled with uncontrollable anger. Hearing that Zhang Xiao was inexplicable, he was angry, very angry.

Blame her for treating him as a ghost and touching him?

"Well, Mr. Mu, it's so late, why don't you go back?" Zhang Xiao changed the subject, and asked very carefully, there was no way, at this moment, Mu Chen was furious, thinking that he came to visit his dead wife again, she Be considerate of him and don't want to argue with him generously.

"What about you? Are you still planning to stay here and wait for an affair with a ghostly handsome guy?"

Zhang Xiao: ...

"I, I want to stay with my grandparents again." After Zhang Xiao finished speaking, she turned her back and looked down at the tombstone in front of her.

Mu Chen suddenly stopped talking.