Chapter 1703 Another Death

The cold wind in the mourning hall blew even harder. It was already very late, but the people of the Ji family did not dare to sleep at all, fearing that they would be killed by Gu Meiyun's ghost if they slept.

Ji Chenxuan's uncle said: "How about this, it's already very late, everyone has been guarding the mourning hall for two or three days, the women go to rest, and the men stay to guard the spirit, Chenxuan, what do you think?"

Ji Chenxuan did not stop: "Whatever."

"Mother-in-law, wife, sister-in-law, you all go to rest, we stay to guard the spirit."

The old lady of the Ji family had red eyes, feeling that a sensible child finally came to the family, she nodded repeatedly: "Okay... You are a good child..."

He thought for a while: "Dad is old, or... go to rest too, Chenxuan, you have no objection, after all, there are still several days to go, everyone has to take turns to rest."

Ji Chenxuan did not speak, nor did he pay attention to him.

Everyone agreed to this, the two old people and all the women went to rest, leaving only a few men.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan sighed: "Second sister-in-law, don't worry. I will definitely take good care of Chenxuan in the future. You can go with peace of mind..."

Just as he finished speaking, the candle in front of the coffin was suddenly blown out.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan's back suddenly sank intuitively, as if there was a block of ice weighing dozens of kilograms pressing on his back, heavy and cold, piercing his bones.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan reached out to touch his back, and it was very cold, as if his back had turned into a block of ice.

He shivered with cold, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Could it be...

No, no, it shouldn't be.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan took out the amulet in his pocket. His wife secretly sent a WeChat message to him to bring this amulet. This amulet was blessed by a high monk. His wife hadn't used it in the past few days.

Besides, he is a man with a strong yang energy, so nothing should happen.

He held the amulet in his hand, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

He turned his head to look at others with difficulty and found that everyone else was normal.

Uncle Ji Chenxuan swallowed his saliva and wrapped his clothes tightly. It took a long time for him to feel better.

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At dawn, Gu Jingyuan prepared to eat breakfast and go to work.

Gu Meiyu's funeral will take a few days. Gu Jingyuan and his friends have arranged the staff, so they will not go there every day.

During breakfast, Zhou Ping said: "Ji family, these days are probably in dire straits and extremely difficult!"

Gu Meiyu will not be at peace these days.

Zhou Ping is worried that nothing serious will happen, and hopes that Gu Meiyu will listen to her words.

However, looking at her enemy, it may not be so easy to hold back.

Zhen Baoer asked: "Auntie Ping, will her soul leave after she is buried?"

"If her resentment is gone, she will leave. If her resentment is not gone, she will naturally stay in the Ji family and pester those people."

Qin Se said: "The Ji family is also self-inflicted..."

Zhen Baoer nodded: "It's what they deserve!"

After breakfast, Gu Zhige and Gu Jingyuan prepared to go out.

However, before Gu Jingyuan even stepped out of the door, the phone rang. When he answered the phone, his face changed.

Qin Se knew something must have happened when she saw his face.

After Gu Jingyuan hung up the phone, Qin Se hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Gu Jingyuan frowned and sighed, "I can't go to work."

Qin Se asked, "What happened?"

Gu Jingyuan shook his head helplessly, "Someone in the Ji family died again."

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