Chapter 932

What's left is a footpath with only two people standing side by side, surrounded by bushes and inaccessible by vehicles.

Su's driver pulled up, rubbed a layer of cold particles on his arm, and looked back and asked, "here you are, miss."

Mr. Jiang is such a weirdo! Mingming had a great fortune. He could choose all the foreign buildings in the whole Shanghai City, but he had to live in such an old house that he didn't know how many years old and how many people had died.

Just driving through the narrow forest, he felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the ceiling, as if something invisible was blowing at his ears.

EH --

he shivered and shook his lips, "Miss, why don't we go back? Does Mr. Jiang really live here? I haven't heard of it. Besides, this place doesn't even have a personal image. It's like a ghost house... "

"Well," Su Kui interrupted, pushing the door open and getting out of the car. "Go back first and tell my father not to worry about my safety."

After that, he swung on the car door, turned around and walked down the asphalt road, followed the stone path, and walked towards the old house which was full of gloom.

Around the murmur of water, around the house, the humidity is even worse.

The driver was in a sweat, jumped out of the car and shouted a few words. He watched Su Kui disappear. He decided to wait in the car for half an hour. If there was no one in the house, he would take the young lady back.

Although the place is pitiful and scary, he takes the salary of the Su family. If something happens to the Pearl in Su's hand, his family can't afford to pay for it.

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Su Kui came out in a hurry. He only wore a lotus blue dark pattern cheongsam and a lotus colored shoulder. A bunch of letters and so on from Jiang Pei were all in her hands. It's also why she was too weak and stepped on the middle heel leather shoes. Go to the front of the old house, the crus has already risen sour.

She changed her hand to hold the letter and raised her hand to buckle the copper ring on the door.

"Dudududu -"

after several times, Su Kui waited quietly for a moment, but there was no answer behind the door. She picked the eyebrow, Jiang Jiang Jiang would not give her the wrong address, so what's the trouble now?

Or did his own eccentricity infect the servants in the house? Deep in shallow, alone?

After a few more knocks, no one was left. She pressed her lips gently, and the door suddenly opened with a creak.

Su Kui was stunned. Jiang Zhuo must have many enemies. I didn't expect that he was so ambitious that he didn't even find a janitor. He didn't know whether he was too conceited or didn't care about life or death at all.

Push the door and step into the threshold. Su Kui sees a rocking chair outside the door. He knows that there is a guard in the house.

It's just that the guard -

has a head of silver wire, a bent waist, and a skin like old tree skin that has lost water and drooped. He is wearing a silver gray long shirt and a black black jacket over his head, and is slumbering on the reclining chair.

Just now, Su Kui knocked on the door so loudly. But seeing the old man's appearance, he was still dozing off in the poor little sunshine on his head.

Su Kui smiled and didn't disturb, so she walked past the old man with light hands and feet.

This house was at least the residence of an official in the era of monarchy. Inside, there are pavilions and pavilions with winding paths. Although for historical reasons, these buildings are covered with an old veil.