After all, Xue Lan is an active person and has a strong curiosity. She is not satisfied with being in the locust forest all the time. She is always in the locust forest, and no one is accompanying or talking. She is really lonely. She is eager to look at the depths of the locust forest. In the locust forest, Xue Lan, who had been catering for half a month, finally mustered up the courage to explore and plunge all the way to the depths of the locust forest.

Deep in the locust trees, there is a courtyard with white walls and red tiles, which is antique. There are two strange red lanterns hanging at the door. The wall is not very high, only more than two meters. Xue Lan quietly climbed up the locust trees and stretched his neck to look into the courtyard. There was not a single ghost at Lin Buhuai's doorstep. It seemed that it was a place where even ghosts disliked or feared.

The yard is very quiet.

An oil lamp was lit in the master bedroom of the Sihe Courtyard. A small flower garden was planted in the courtyard, with red and unknown flowers, and the flowers were blooming very well.

Xue Lan seemed to smell a faint fragrance, it was the Peach Blossom Land in the Ghost Town.

A black shadow came out, Xue Lan shrank on the locust tree, quietly acting as a quail, not daring to disturb Lin Buhuai. Lin Buhuai was the only one in the courtyard. He came out with a tray, and there was a white handkerchief in the tray. I don’t know what was under the handkerchief, but when he walked to the dry well, Lin Buhuai brought a bucket of water and put the handkerchief in the clear water. Xue Lan gradually turned pink when he arrived at the clear water. The handkerchief was dyed with blood. There was no living creature in this ghost town, where did the blood come from?

Lin Buhua was extremely patient and slowly washed the handkerchief, then clamped it on the rope, then put it on a bucket of water again, and slowly watered the flowers. His movements were very slow.

Xue Lan could see his hands with distinct joints.

That was a ghost's hand.

He was cold, pale and thin, and he watered the flowers so slowly, as if he was enjoying the process. Xue Lan was fascinated by the sight, and suddenly felt something on the locust tree crossing her cheek, soft and cold.

Xue Lan was wondering, and suddenly a hanged ghost flipped over the locust tree and fell in front of her, then stretched out her bright red tongue of nearly thirty centimeters.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..."

Xue Lan was startled and screamed. She didn't know that there was a hanged ghost hidden on the locust tree. This hanged ghost was so scared that he was scared to death and fell directly from the locust tree.

Fortunately, ghosts do not have pain.

As soon as she fell down, a total of six hanged ghosts hung down from the tree, and her bright red tongue almost reached her face. Xue Lan screamed again, rolling in and rolling in front of a pair of black-bottomed and gold-edged boots.

Xue Lan slowly raised her head, Lin Buhuai.

He looked at Xue Lan coldly with his eyes down, and water dripped from his fingers fell on Xue Lan's face one by one. Xue Lan once again thought of the hanged ghost. When he turned around, he saw that there were no traces of the hanged ghosts, all of them hidden on the locust tree.

This ghost is also bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. He dares not provoke Lin Buhuai, but dares to scare Xue Lan.

Lin Buhua stared at Xue Lan, his voice extremely cold, "You are very brave!"

Xue Lan felt that she was just a fly gallbladder. If she was brave, he wouldn't fall down. Obviously she was scared. She was not as good as she was. Xue Lan trembled and said softly, "Don't kill me, I...I...I can water the flowers."

Lin Buhua frowned and looked at her.

Xue Lan feels like a fool, and knows how to water flowers, which is considered a skill?
Chapter completed!