Ye Sui’s voice echoed in the silent air, and the surroundings were still silent. No one was here, and no ghost responded.
It seemed that this ghost didn’t have the intention to speak. Ye Sui looked at Chen Shu and gave a wry smile.
Chen Shu didn’t look at Ye Sui, his dark eyes looked forward, and his gaze piercing, “Look ahead.”
Chen Shu’s tone was deep and solemn, Ye Sui felt strange, so she turned her head and looked over, and she was taken aback. There was a black sedan carriage on the corner of the street that was empty.
In the faint night, a black sedan carriage appeared out of thin air. Anyone who saw this weird scene would feel scared.
Ye Sui murmured, “This ghost.. doesn’t look ordinary.”
At this moment, there were wisps of mist floating in the air, and the mist gradually deepened, barring everyone’s vision.
When Ye Sui and Chen Shu opened their eyes again, the fog had cleared, and there were a few more ghosts beside the sedan carriage.
On each side of the sedan stood two maidservants, all wearing ancient clothes, with rolled up ancient hair buns, their faces were pale, and they all carried a lantern in their hands.
The lantern emitted a faint light, illuminating the ground in front of the sedan carriage, but it was covered with a faint blue gray.
The lantern was lit, but the surroundings became darker, gloomy and dim. The sedan carriage sank into the bottomless darkness.
The sedan curtain wasn’t lifted, and the black curtain was hanging down. It was impossible to see who was inside the sedan carriage, but a long chinese lute sounded from inside.
The sound of the chinese lute was melodious and pleasing to the ear, and it came clearly through the hanging curtain. At the same time, the beautiful singing voice of a woman could be heard.
The sound of singing and piano in this quiet and deep night intertwined and emerged, like illusion, filled with temptation and charm, inadvertently hooking people’s souls.
Ye Sui couldn’t help but think of the legend here. A black sedan carriage suddenly appeared on the corner of the street late at night. Inside the carriage, there were beautiful ghosts playing a stringed musical instrument and hooked the souls of handsome people.
Ye Sui tilted her head to look at Chen Shu. The night was dim, his side face was well-defined, his eyes were extremely dark, his nose was extremely sticked out, and his thin lips were perfectly curved.
Chen Shu’s eyes slightly lifted, and any random movement carried a clear and elegant atmosphere, even if the night was dark, it could add a compelling bright color to the night.
Ye Sui knew that this ghost only stopped handsome people, and it seemed that this ghost rushed here because of Chen Shu.
Ye Sui glanced at the sedan carriage, the ghost inside hadn’t come out yet, but only the faint sound of the piano.
Just looking at it this way, Ye Sui felt extreme fear. She looked at Chen Shu and said, “Let’s leave now.”
This ghost looked very powerful, and she specifically blocked them here just for the sake of Chen Shu. They should left as soon as possible while the ghost hadn’t moved yet.
At this moment, the ghost seemed to be aware of Ye Sui’s thoughts, and the maidservant ghost raised her voice, “Master Chen, please stay.”
Ye Sui looked over, the lantern in the maidservant ghost’s hand was slightly shaken by the wind, and her voice seemed to be separated by a layer of film.
“Our young lady has long admired young master Chen, and she is here tonight, wanting to see young master Chen.”
Ye Sui sighed, this time they couldn’t walk away now. One of the maidservant ghosts walked a few steps forward, and the lantern also swayed with her footsteps, reflecting the maidservant ghost’s face, half bright and half dark.
The maidservant ghost raised the lantern, and her voice floated, “Master Chen, have you ever seen a portrait in your room?”
“That’s the face of our young lady, the young lady has a beautiful face, and she is compatible for young master Chen.”
At this moment, the sound of the chinese lute in the sedan suddenly stopped, and the beautiful ghost inside the sedan seemed to have no intention of playing the chinese lute anymore, and she was listening to the answer.
Chen Shu frowned, “What portrait?” He had never cared about people and things that had nothing to do with Ye Sui and Shui Shui.
Ye Sui pointed out to Chen Shu a few words, Chen Shu only then remembered, as he whispered, “Oh, that painting was put on the table by me.”
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