Family members don't have real enemies. Just talk it out...""It's too late, both my parents have passed away, and my siblings don't know where I am anymore... who would burn paper for me anymore..."Sh...Lin Yanhuan's face was a bit cold, and I couldn't fathom his thoughts. I could only turn my gaze to Master Yun Fan for help.
Yun Fan, my master, winked at me, as if telling me not to start any conflict with Young Master Lin.
Also, Young Master Lin after all belongs to the minority of the upper circles. His decision will influence the Grand Commander's initial impression of a certain period.
I'm not planning to play mind games with him. My knowledge and experience are vastly different from his, and we approach problems from different angles as well.
"Miss Yin Er, you are planning to strive for an autonomous region. This is asking the state for political power. It's not a decision one person can make. It needs to be discussed and voted on by high-level officials. I don't have the ability to promise you that, but I can relay your request."
Lin Yanhuan slowly said, "Your concern is probably that without basic political rights, you will be treated differently, right You are very smart to want legal and political recognition on both levels... I understand that, but it depends on how you fight for it."
"Can I try" I asked, a bit nervously.
Lin Yan nodded: "If it were someone else, it wouldn't be easy to tell a fool a dream. But you are no ordinary person anymore, and naturally have this opportunity. I will arrange a time for you to express your demands in person, but..."
"I want to remind you, when dealing with superiors, don't start by discussing conditions. Just explain the situation and describe things here well. First... make the superior interested in you and this place "very interested," only then will you have the opportunity to put forward your demands in the next step, understand"
Is he teaching me
I was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly nodded to show that I understood.
Although he seems cold and aloof, he's actually a good person at heart... perhaps only those he approves of can truly feel it
To unfamiliar people, he doesn't seem like an easy person to get along with.
My master Yun Fan brought me back home.
The first night I came back, my house was haunted.
I was originally worried about Mu Wanchen's safety, and I felt muddled and confused. My reaction to the outside world was a bit slow. By the time I realized something was wrong, it seemed like it was too late.
The door to the first floor wasn't finished yet, and strange noises came from below.
The small building was situated at the corner of the backyard, with a wall behind it. Even without a door panel, the wind wouldn't blow in so strongly through such a wide hallway.
There's not only wind, but also a chill.
A chill hung in the air, both near and far. Standing on the second floor, I could sense that coldness seeping through the levels, rising from the first floor like a phantom breeze.
Could it be that the Old Monster's lingering black mist has followed me here
I pushed open a sliver of the window and looked down, just in time to see a heel step into the hallway on the first floor.
Holy crap! Are you serious There's really a ghost
All the doors on the first floor are broken, and once you walk down this corridor, you're definitely entering a room.
Next, we should head upstairs I grabbed my phone and immediately sent a message to my little wife.
The little wife and I are only separated by a few courtyards. She should have felt it, right Our house is now inhabited by a big shot from the underworld. What ghosts or monsters are so blind to enter our home
Anxiety is a bit like a burst of energy that weakens with each passing moment.
I waited for a while and found that the entire atmosphere of my home was incredibly peaceful. There was no movement whatsoever in my junior wife's courtyard, nor was there anything unusual in my room.
This made my nervous feeling a bit awkward.
Are you human or ghost, at least show your intentions! In such calm and stillness, how should I proceed
Thinking about this, I tiptoed and opened the door with my phone.
Through the banister of the stairwell opening, one could see a corner of the empty doorway below.
In the dim light, ghostly figures moved in and out.
In in out out... I was so surprised that I covered my mouth.
Those phantoms moved quickly, drifting in one or two at a time, then immediately going out one or two. This continued in a cycle.
The ghostly body was translucent, dimly lit, and I could only make out the general shape of a figure in black robes.
What the heck are these things, why are they so brazenly flying around my house, and moving about like they own the place They even look busy!
Is it a lost wandering soul I doubt it would come into my house. This isn't some place with terrible feng shui or an excessively negative energy.
I stared for a long time, and the ghosts kept flitting back and forth. The scene was simply incomprehensible. In this corner, I could only see the top of their heads and shoulders—not the whole picture of what they were doing.
Then I couldn't help but move, crouching at the foot of the stairs and peering forward.
My legs were numb from squatting, and when I moved, I didn't control the force well. My body swayed slightly forward, and the phone in my hand "dong" hit the stairs.
Time and the scene seemed to have paused for a moment.
A ghost stood at the entrance, its figure slowly turning towards me.
His face was dark and sallow, his features blurred. But I always felt he wore a square gauze hat on his head, making him look unusually large-headed and strange.
Another ghost that brushed past him also turned toward me, standing by the doorway. His face was illuminated by the natural light in the yard, making him slightly more discernible.
The ghost's face looked like that of a man, and he was dressed in ancient garb.
My scalp went numb, and there I stood at the foot of the stairs, facing them.
After a few seconds, both ghosts grinned at me with sinister smiles. Their mouths stretched wide open, and I let out a terrified cry.
"...My Lady, do not fear, we are here by order..." The male ghost wearing a gauze hat spoke to me in a low, raspy voice.
What An order
“What on earth are you doing here! Why are you showing up at my house in the middle of the night I haven't done anything wrong, why would I attract ghosts...”
"Hey, we don't look like ghosts at all—" Another ghost suddenly spoke up, his voice sharp and high-pitched, making me instantly go silent.
This fierce
This male ghost, wearing a veil, was relatively calm. He chuckled twice and said to me, "Ordinary families, we wouldn't bother coming... It's the Emperor himself who has ordered us, so we have come following his instructions. Don't be afraid, little princess, just go back to sleep. After we are done, we will leave on our own..."
“You guys… what are you doing under my room At least tell me beforehand, or I would have been scared to death by you…” Hearing that it was the subordinates sent by His Majesty the Emperor, most of the fear in my heart dissipated. No wonder there was no movement in my little junior sister’s courtyard at all.
Shama Gui let out a sinister chuckle and said, "What else could my brothers and I possibly be busy with"
Guys!
As soon as he finished speaking, several more male ghosts squeezed in from outside the door!
Five ghostly figures, each clad in black robes, their faces either square or slender, loomed before me, revealing ghastly smiles!
My hair stood on end: "What the heck are you guys, don't scare people like that!"eventh senior brother contacted factories in the south and bought tens of thousands of down jackets for men and women.Spending money like water, I look at the bill with guilt, this is all Junior Broth...