The black cat is on top, the evil spirits retreat

Rongli packed up his books. Normally, before he walked out of the courtyard, he would hear Zhou Rushi's kind calling, and he walked out suspiciously. The children in the school were picked up one by one, and he was the only one who was still standing at the door. .

Jun Heng jumped off the courtyard wall and followed Rongli for a long time, of course he also knew that Zhou Ru was a very punctual person, but he didn't show up today.

Looking back, because the old master was still inside, he didn't say anything, he just tapped Rongli's fingertips with his tail soothingly.

"Did something happen?" Rong Li knelt down and stroked Jun Heng's back.

After the courtyard door was closed, the tall black figure was revealed, his thick black eyebrows frowned, and he picked up Rongli and held him in his arms.

Jun Heng patted Rong Li's back reassuringly, and asked him, "Do you know where she works?"

"Smelling her body... probably in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion." Rongli recalled that every time Zhou Ru came to pick him up in the evening, the fragrance when he went out in the morning had long been mixed with the strong smell of balsam.

"Understood." Jun Heng sighed deeply, Zhou Ru was a proud woman at first glance, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, although her clothes were plain and unpretentious, her temperament was concealed by deduction.To be able to work in a brothel must be because of Rongli's pride.

Hugging Rongli tightly on his arms, he took a big stride and planned to go to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion on the street to inquire about it.

Just a few steps away, Shu Tian drove over in a carriage.

"Underworld Lord, my lord!" Shu Tian looked back at the carriage with a serious expression, "The person you are looking for..."

Rong Li's face turned pale, and he was used to life and death, but to him, Zhou Ru was a person whose blood was thicker than water, who gave him warmth.

He didn't lift the curtain, even though Jun Heng put him on the carriage.The little hand held the curtain, and then let go. When he left in the morning, there was still a smile in his bright eyes, which reassured him a lot, but now there is no sound.

"A Li." Jun Heng hugged his small body in his arms, he knew that he was very sad, although there was no expression on his face, but his clear eyes seemed desolate.

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

Sitting on the side holding Rongli, let Shu Tian drive the car, Rongli remained silent from beginning to end, Jun Heng caressed his back, and called Ah Li several times, with distressed melancholy and complicated mood.

Shu Tian unknowingly quickened the whip in his hand, he hadn't told them yet that the ghosts in the underworld hadn't found Zhou Rushi.

When they galloped all the way back to Zhoujia Village, the sound of cicadas singing in early summer had just started, and the surrounding village households came out to check after hearing the noise.

Shu Tian let out a breath, lifted the curtain and carried Zhou Rushi out of the carriage, revealing a bloodless face, and his drooping arms were already somewhat stiff.

"How could this be?"

"How was it yesterday?"

"Yes, yes, a few days ago she called me a female celebrity, and I thought I must be the daughter of a wealthy family with such a good craftsmanship..."

"Poor little child..."

The crowd burst into flames, talking in a single word, and forgot to ask Jun Heng and Shu Tian, ​​​​the two strange faces.

It was only when Rongli entered the door that he realized something strange. There was a green jade lock and a letter on the table.Rong Li got the letter on tiptoe, just like the speculation outside.

Zhou Rushi, formerly known as Zhou Yao.She is the youngest daughter of the Zhou family, a family of merchants in Yin County. Because she was unmarried and pregnant, she was dismissed by her fiancé-in-law.

Putting pen to paper is a single character, only Yao characters.

He made it clear in his heart that the jade lock on the table was a proof of his identity, if he wanted to find his biological father.

The font is beautiful and neat, it is indeed Zhou Ru's own handwriting, Rong Li leaned closer and smelled it, and there was even a hint of ink fragrance left on the paper.

Is it...

His complexion changed, and he trotted away from Ximian Zhou Rushi's bedroom.

"mother!"

With an exclamation, Rongli saw Zhou Rushi sitting in front of the desk with a pale face and a headband, his hands holding his knees trembled, and there was a sudden light in his dull eyes.

Her pale lips raised, beckoning to him.

Seeing that Rong Li really came over, he was startled again, his surprised eyes turned from Jun Heng who was following Rong Li, and finally fell on his own son who had already walked in front of him.

"Can Shen'er really see mother?" The tone was both surprised and joyful, with tremors that could be easily detected.

"Yeah." Rong Li nodded seriously, and called "Mom~"

Zhou Rushi stretched out her hand, knowing that she was dead, she stretched out her hand to trace Rongli's face from the air, and said softly: "I have never let my mother worry about it since I was a child, and I don't cry or make trouble. Your child is well-behaved and sensible, and smarter than other children, I knew you were the most special, a treasure bestowed on me by God and that person, and always surprised me."

Rong Li's brows showed sorrow, and there was a sad feeling in his heart, faintly lingering in his heart, it's okay if he doesn't touch it, but when he touches it, it's like a mist stained with moisture.

"I didn't expect to see you again. Mother already feels very satisfied. Not being able to grow up with you is my greatest regret..." Zhou Rushi's face was full of pain, feeling that tears were mottled all over his face, pinching himself Wipe his wide sleeves.

When his eyes fell on the man not far behind Rongli, he carefully sized him up.Standing tall and slender, the black coat was left open, revealing the white underclothes generously, his eyes were tightly locked on Rongli, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the worry in his eyes could be seen.

Seeing him sizing up for a long time, Jun Heng shifted his gaze to her.

Zhou Ru smiled slightly, because his face was pale, he looked a little scary.I think this must be an extraordinary person.Putting his palm on Rongli's hair, he said in a warm voice: "Since someone is taking care of you, mother can rest assured."

"Thank you..." Rong Li said softly to the empty desk, and in a blink of an eye Jun Heng had already squatted down, hugging him in his arms, pressing his cold face against his warm chest, and he felt relieved tone.

"I want to honor her."

A muffled voice came into his ears, Jun Heng only caressed his back, and said: "Okay!"

Zhou Rushi got along very well with the villagers of Zhoujia Village, people came to worship in the mourning hall one after another, Rongli knelt silently in front of the wooden coffin, while burning paper money, he greeted the people who came.

How could such a small body stand up to several hours of continuous kneeling, but Jun Heng didn't want to stop him from doing what he wanted to do, so he could only kneel and sit beside him, in case he could lean on him when he was tired, even though He knew that according to Rongli's temperament, it was impossible to do so.

"She'll have a good place to go." Lu Youcai showed up when the moonlight was thick and the villagers had all gone back, and there were only the three of them in the mourning hall.

Rong Li nodded when he heard the words, and knelt on his knees from the evening until midnight, his knees were already red and swollen, numb and unconscious.

After Lu Youcai finished speaking, he disappeared without a sound, and the room was completely silent.

When the sky was slightly bright, several village households rushed over.

Shu Tian lowered his head and said, "They are here to help with the funeral." When he went to the coffin shop yesterday, Shu Tian had actually hired someone.

Only then did Rongli's long-standing straight body move, his delicate brows furrowed because of the numbness and weakness of his legs, and then he felt a big hand stretching out from behind him, picking him up from the ground.

"Let's rest for a while, when everyone arrives, it's time to go to mourning." Jun Heng put the man on the stool, his arms and legs were small, how could he stand such a long time of fatigue.

Feeling distressed, he opened his trouser legs, and sure enough, his knees were red and swollen.

"I'm fine." Rong Li said softly.

Jun Heng's expression became darker when he heard it, and he always said that he was fine.When he came out of the tunnel in the palace, he said he was fine even though the breath on his body dissipated, he said he was fine even though he was covered in blood, and he said he was fine even though he was standing on Huangquan Road with a pale face.

"I have something to do!" Jun Heng frowned, the gloom between his brows that had accumulated over the years had gradually engulfed him, and when he raised his head, the bloodshot eyes were a little scary.The strength of the hands rubbing Rongli's knees was not affected by emotions, it was very gentle.

"Understood." Rong Li touched his soft ears with a small hand, stared at his red eyes, and muttered in a childish voice: "Knee hurts~"

As he said that, moisture appeared in his eyes, and he watched tears welling up from his eyes.

"..."

Jun Heng was caught off guard and flustered for a moment, paused with his slender fingers, and gently wiped away his tears, only to see a cunning flash in his eyes, and he looked at him with clear eyes.

Shu Tian stood at the door, between the two people in the room, one big and one small, one black and one white, there was a delicate atmosphere at first, he turned his head and continued to look at the sky.

In the end, he was forced to be picked up by Jun Heng, and followed behind the mourning team.Suddenly remembered when Jun Heng was holding his body coldly before, and wanted to ask him how to deal with it, his lips moved, and he didn't know how to ask.

The loess was covered up with handfuls of loess, and a mound was piled up. Shu Tian put the stele that had been written on the ground, and according to Rongli's intention, wrote "Zhou Yao's tomb, Zi Zhou Shen Li."

The silver chain of the jade lock was drooping, Rong Li thought for a long time, but he still didn't put it in the coffin.On the front, there are only four characters of long life and hundred years old, and on the back are engraved with double unicorns, with the characters carved with thin leaves in the middle of the unicorns.

"Am I wrong?"

Everyone was gone, Rong Li was in Jun Heng's shadow, with a calm expression on his face.For the sake of that proud woman, he wanted to see the man show pain or regret in revenge.

"It's human nature." Jun Heng stroked his head, covering it with one palm.Glancing faintly at the tombstone, he began to feel a little jealous of Zhou Rushi.

It seemed that he had finally come down from the altar, and what he had in his eyes was no longer sentient beings, but his own emotions.