debt repayment

In Liu's mansion, there is a small courtyard where Xiao Ba, whose mother died early, lived.

The Fourth Miss of the Liu Mansion.

Liu Xiang loved this daughter very much, and he came to visit his beloved daughter every day. When she wanted flowers, his father took a hoe and flower seeds, and planted bunches of flowers in the courtyard with her.

Daddy's Xiaoba is prettier than this flower, and the only child in the family who counts as Xiaoba is the most worry-free for Dad. Xiaoba should study hard and grow up quickly.

Little Ba is really smart, even his older brothers and sisters don’t know how to do it, but daddy’s good little Ba can do it just by looking at it. What a pity, daddy’s good little Ba. Go to the court to flex your muscles...

Later, her father came to visit her less and less frequently, and she was much stranger than before.She also said that her father didn't like Xiao Ba anymore, so she went to see her brothers and sisters first, and then sent her away.

As time passed, her father hadn't seen her for a long time.

When the girl had trouble falling asleep, she would huddle in the corner of the bed, thinking of the days when her father coaxed her to sleep when she was a child.

She has no mother, only this father loves her.

She thought, after all, she is a concubine from a humble background. Her father taught her to read and write, but left her in this courtyard and didn't let her go out, probably because she was afraid that she would sneak out and make her lose face, so he let her read some sage books , so relieve boredom.

In the middle of July when she was 12 years old, it rained heavily at night and thunder rolled. With a few roars, her simple hut was illuminated brightly, and even the little maid who served her in the yard refused to go out.

She was about to fall asleep at the time, and when her consciousness was hazy, she felt someone strode in.

A rancid smell filled the room, and the man in front of her was as stiff as a doll.

Cluck, cluck, the scarlet eyes looked at her.

Ahhh, monster, monster!Don't come, don't come, help! ! ! !

That man is daddy, but not like daddy.

The thing that was about to break through the father's body and break free was like a ghost. It staggered to her bedside, grabbed her shoulders and began to shake her, as if to pierce her thin shoulders.

Help, help... Let me go, let me go! !

The forked tongue was covered with rough thorns, and she could not smell alcohol in the monster's mouth, but there was a stench.

Eleven or twelve-year-old girls are like delicate flowers that are about to bloom. The meat is tender, juicy, and extremely delicious.

Xiao Ba looks delicious, let Daddy eat you, let me eat you, be good, don't be afraid, if you are nervous, your flesh will get old...

No, you are not daddy, not Xiaoba's daddy!Daddy save me, Daddy save me!

The daddy in front of him was not daddy anymore, he pressed the girl's shoulder and bit her face, she cried and struggled to push the half-human, half-ghost filth.The bloody mouth of the filth was not even an inch away from her, and through the light of the thunder, she saw the layers of sharp teeth in the opponent's mouth.

"ah!!!"

Don't, don't!I don't want to die!help!Daddy, Daddy help! ! !

As if hearing her desperate cry, the monster suddenly came to his senses and left her suddenly.

She fled to the corner of the room trembling all over, cowering and crying loudly, for fear that the screaming thing would rush forward again. The thing seemed to have had its head smashed, whining, raised its head again, and settled down. glance at her.

In an instant, under the ugly and weird skin, she saw her loving father.

But the monster didn't dare to go forward, and then yelled "Daddy's good boy", broke open the door and ran out, and disappeared into the rainy night like crazy.

The girl had lingering fears, so she entrusted the maid to ask the maid to get the ghost-exorcism amulet from the temple and wear it with her. With this layer of protection, 'Daddy' never came to see her easily.

"I found a few more Feng Shui books, and concluded that my father was taken away by something filthy. I swear to God, at least since I was 12 years old, the Liu Xiang in Liu's house is a fake Liu Xiang. I don't know when the ghost stole it. It took the body of the father, dressed in human skin to deceive the world. That night it came to eat the slave, but suddenly let go of the slave, probably because the soul of the father had not been devoured by him before saving the slave's life."

How could Quan Ying and Yu Xian fail to guess her tragic life experience?

This Fourth Miss of the Liu Mansion was chosen early on, a sacrificial offering of Yin Yin.

The father had separated the young girl from the outside world early on, and raised her in a remote courtyard.

Otherwise, which family is full and thinks there is too little to do, and locks up the girl to study?If Shui Su was born as a boy, it would make sense for the family to expect him to be famous in the examinations and honor his ancestors; what kind of a thing is it that a lady does not learn the virtues of a female worker and only cares about her studies?

It's not that Quan Ying is prejudiced against her daughter's family, it's just that nowadays the official and famous families strictly control women, and they only want to stay out of the door and stay in the small door, and obey their parents' orders.There are many absurd stories of official ladies being beaten to death for playfulness and thinking of spring, in order to keep the family's loyalty and integrity.He didn't think that Liu Xiang was really an enlightened father who was one in a million.

True Liu Xiang must also be a participant in the sacrifice.

He not only participated, but also offered a child as a sacrifice.He couldn't bear to be born out of his main wife and concubine, so he chose his little daughter from a humble background as a sacrifice, raising and teaching him himself as compensation.

It's just that Yaonu is smart, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he clashed with the accomplice, who simply asked the yin thing to take her away, and let the yin thing use Liu Xiang's skin to enter and leave Liu's house.

When Shui Su was 12 years old, she met on Ghost Festival, and it was clearly that Yinwu who came to collect her own living sacrifice.

Miss Shui Su Huiji, how could she fail to guess this level?Since she didn't want to mention it, their tongues as outsiders had to be softer, not to expose this matter.

"Did the whole house not notice any difference in your father?"

"That evil spirit acted extremely well, as if his father was alive. He will only show his true nature when he is a slave."

Quan Ying said: "Miss Shuisu, forgive me, are you sure you are still alive?"

He has seen many ghosts who look like living people after death for some reason, but they still don't know their own death, so he is suspicious of her.

The girl said indifferently: "The slave is a real living person. It's just that before being sacrificed, the slave was saved."

Yuxian said: "Is it the girl's old friend who built the real temple?"

"Exactly. It is the lord who brought the slave away from the constant fear."

Song Hui'an said, "Who?"

"she."

Shui Su raised his hand and pointed at Song Hui'an.

Song Hui'an touched Xi Niang's face and said, "Her?"

"Yes, let's call her 'Xi Niang'." Shui Su looked at the beautiful face that was alive with gentle eyes, "It was Xi Niang who saved this slave."

At the age of 16, during the Lantern Festival, even the maids in her courtyard made appointments with those from other courtyards to travel together.She doesn't eat and live with her family, so she is very bored.

When a girl was young, she rolled in the grass to touch insects, climbed trees, touched bricks and picked out birds. She was not as quiet and reserved as her face. She thought that no one noticed her whereabouts here. They are a couple, how could she be born alone, waiting to die in a deserted small courtyard?

There was a little fire in her heart.

She slipped out of the courtyard with a black cloth belt in her arms.This yard is already remote, not to mention servants, even night owls are not allowed to see it.She went around a few times and touched the outer wall of the mansion.

Using both hands and feet, the girl climbed up the old tree, tied the cloth belt to the branch, pulled the cloth belt carefully over the top of the wall, stepped on the wall with her thin-soled embroidered shoes, went down slowly, and landed on the ground.

The alley outside the mansion was dark at night, people had gone to the festival, and there was no one to be seen.She hid the black cloth behind the bushes and trot away.

There are many treasures in Beijing, and the night market is a must.The brightly lit market is still in the severe cold of the first lunar month, but even the wind knife that scrapes people's faces has the fragrance of food.

Girls don't like to eat soft and glutinous bean stuffed Yuanxiao, but they only like small fresh meat wontons with spicy peppers.She sat at the roadside stall warming the fire and drank several sea bowls. The noodle soup wrapped in the aroma of fresh meat warmed the girl's stomach.

She ate happily, rolled her eyes with a smile, and didn't make any trouble until she paid the bill.

Miss, this pearl earring, a small business can't find you!

So, what about this golden bracelet?

Ouch!Don't be joking, this treasure is more expensive than earrings, enough wontons for my stall for ten or eight years, can you stop joking?

But she heard a voice that was neither low nor high and said: I will pay for this girl.

As the man said, he threw a dozen copper coins on the stall table.

She turned her head and met a smiling face.

Flour-faced, peach-cheeked and thin-lipped, with clear and heroic eyes, broad shoulders and waist, full of smiles, what a handsome and handsome gentleman.

"A girl's life is really full of ups and downs like an opera."

"Your Majesty, please don't tease me. It was Xi Niang's plan to reveal the true face of that cunt, so that I don't have to worry about it. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Later, officers and soldiers came to the house and said they wanted to search for evidence of father's corruption. The family is in decline, and I left Hancheng far away. I wanted to open an ordinary shop with Sister Xi Niang to make a living, but the villains from Yulu Temple chased after me."

"Xi Niang is just a young disciple of the immortal sect who has just graduated from the teacher. How can she fight against those villains with high Taoism? She tried her best to protect the slave, but she could only keep the slave in this true view. In order not to hurt the slave, she went far away. Going to another country, Mi Yunlang was reincarnated."

Quan Ying said: "The Xi Niang in the girl's mouth is the real Xi Niang in the playbook?"

"Xi Niang is Xi Niang, only this family, there is no other semicolon."

Quan Ying made a bow and said, "I never thought that "Happy Meeting" was written based on the writer's personal experience, and I would like to invite you to pay homage to him."

"Lang Jun's reputation is too high, it's just drama, mostly fabricated."

Song Hui'an remembered that she used the title of "old friend" when talking about "Xi Niang", and asked carefully: "Excuse me, Xi Niang...?"

"Xi Niang is gone," Shui Su said with a wry smile, as if half of his life had been taken out, "There are few reunions in the world, so how can we expect to be at our own house?"

Yuxian said: "Where is Yunlang? Why does Yunlang do nothing when his beloved wife encounters an accident?"

"Yeah, where's Yunlang?"

Faintly, Quan Ying had an ominous premonition.

"Him? That heartless man?" The girl sneered.

"It was him who killed Xi Niang!"

The well-behaved couple of gods and immortals were suddenly stained with blood, and Yuxian was shocked: "How could this happen?"

Song Hui'an frowned: "Did Yunlang also be taken away?"

"If it is to take the house, the slave will not hate him. When I saw him again, he was clearly a sober executioner."