Husband and wife both hook their souls

As soon as Qiu Wei passed by, I saw Rong Huan's name appearing on the list of the township examination, but I still couldn't find half of him.

One evening, there was a hasty knock on the door of the study.

"Eldest son! Eldest son, go and have a look, Madam... Madam, she is afraid that she is about to give birth!" The young servant who rushed over told him out of breath.

"What did you say!" Situ Fu pulled open the door of the study, and ran towards his residence in three steps at a time.

"Ma'am, she doesn't know what she ate wrongly. It's not even a month old. What should I do..." The boy wiped his tears distressedly while reporting the situation to Situ Fu.

"Shut up!" Situ Fu yelled at the boy anxiously, and broke into the room distraught.

This room was the second time Situ Fu entered this room after his wedding.

A few girls and maidservants in a hurry, and a midwife with sweaty heads, half of the bed's dark red blood has dripped onto the ground.

Situ Fu blamed himself in his heart, ran to the bed in a few steps, looked at his wife's pale face, and said nervously: "Miss, it's okay, don't be afraid, it's okay!"

The lady's pale lips trembled, two lines of tears rolled down, and she replied weakly: "Fu Lang, are you finally willing to come and see me? I know you don't like me, and you still called someone else's name on the wedding night, but I……"

"Stop it, lady, stop it, I'm sorry for you!"

Situ Fu was very distressed. He thought that although he was unrestrained, he had never owed anyone anything, but now he owed one after another, how could he not be full of frustration.

"Young master, get out, this is the delivery room, you are not supposed to come in, you will distract the lady like this!" The midwife hurriedly urged Dao Situ Fu to be kicked out of the room, and could only walk anxiously outside the door go.

Suddenly, a young man ran over, ran straight to Situ Fu, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, I have found Young Master Rong and made an appointment with him. He is waiting for you at the entrance of the alley in the backyard. "

Situ Fu was startled, turned his head and glanced at the door, frowned and said: "You let Mr. Rong go back first, leave the residence, and say that I will look for him tomorrow!"

The little servant replied embarrassingly: "Master Rong said that he only has a few words to say to the eldest son, and... tomorrow he will go to Beijing to prepare for the exam."

"You!!!" Situ Fu became even more anxious, glanced at the door again, gritted his teeth and chopped his foot, and hurried to the alley in the backyard with the boy.

Under the high hanging lanterns in the night street, Rong Huan, dressed in white and wearing a plain crown, stood tall and tall, calmly watching Situ Fu who suddenly rushed out of the backyard door in a panic.

The two who hadn't seen each other for a long time suddenly faced each other, but neither of them knew what to say.

Situ Fu, who was full of panic, was the first to speak, but he ordered the boy beside him: "Go to Madam's side and keep watch. If there is anything, come and let me know!"

The servant went away in response, and Situ Fu turned his head, looked at Rong Huan who had hardly changed, and smiled vigorously: "Rong Huan, long time no see..."

"I heard you married a wife?" Rong Huan asked gently.

Situ Fu was taken aback, and replied in a low voice with a guilty conscience: "Yes."

Rong Huan smiled slightly and said: "Congratulations, you must live a good life in the future and stop messing around."

Situ Fu didn't respond, but asked instead: "Rong Huan, I heard you are going to Beijing?"

Rong Huan hummed, and said, "I'm here to say goodbye to you, and I won't see you again after that, so take care."

After finishing speaking, Rong Huan turned around and was about to leave. Situ Fu felt a pain in his heart, stepped forward and grabbed Rong Huan's sleeve, choked up and said, "Rong Huan, don't go! I...I...I have been looking for you all this time !"

Rong Huan flicked Situ Fu's hand, and said with a helpless smile: "Situ Fu, don't look for me anymore. It's better to forget those ridiculous old things."

"I can't forget it! I know you can't forget me either! I will keep the promise I made!" Situ Fu said without hesitation, expressing his obsession in one word, but his heart was filled with helpless sorrow.

"Eldest son! Eldest son is not well, and you can't keep your child!" The servant rushed over to report in a panic all the way.

Both Situ Fu and Rong Huan were taken aback for a moment, and Rong Huan, who was the first to react, pushed Situ Fu violently, and said anxiously: "Your wife is in labor? Then what are you still waiting for? Why don't you hurry back!"

Situ Fu, who was in a dilemma, was suddenly at a loss, so he grabbed Rong Huan's hand and begged in a crying voice: "You wait for me, Rong Huan, you must wait for me. I'll go over and have a look. I'll be back in a while. You must not go!"

Rong Huan tried his best to break free from Situ Fu's hand, and scolded, "Go!"

Situ Fu didn't delay anymore, and rushed back to the mansion like the wind. After listening to the midwife's explanation of the reason why she couldn't keep the child, she comforted the lady on the bed, and after telling her to take a good rest, Situ Fu ran back like the wind. At the entrance of the alley in the backyard.

Rong Huan has already left.

Looking at the empty alley entrance in despair, Situ Fu's heart seemed to have been hollowed out. He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to make.

Suddenly the thunder rolled, and a mid-autumn cold rain fell unexpectedly, and the wilted yellow leaves were separated from the branches one after another.

"Eldest son! Eldest son is not well, Madam, she is bleeding profusely and died..."

Situ Fu didn't respond, and still stood there in a daze, but his eyes lost their previous expression. The pouring cold rain ruthlessly ravaged him who was once fearless.

Situ Fu, who stood in the cold rain until he fainted, finally fell ill. He always saw two backs in a daze, one moment was Rong Huan, and the other was a lady holding a child in her arms, but these two backs were not there. One Ken turned around to look at him, but each walked further and further in two different directions.

Situ Fu stood at a fork in the road, looking at the beloved Yuanyuan on the left, and the disappointed Yuanzao on the right. Situ Fu, who was at a loss, suddenly knelt down and cried in his arms.

They all left him, one said they would never see each other again, and the other was even less likely to come back. Situ Fu, who had never felt lonely and helpless, was now tortured so much by this burst of empty-handed abuse.

After lingering on the sick bed for a long time, he finally regained some energy this day, but he heard from his aunt that Rong Huan had delayed his trip due to family affairs, and he was just about to leave for Beijing.

Situ Fu struggled to get up, saying that he wanted to see Rong Huan off.

Master Situ couldn't help him, so he had to call a few servants to follow him.

Seeing Rong Huan riding on the big horse with high spirits, Situ Fu smiled heartily, and said: "Rong Huan, you must win the first prize, otherwise, don't come back."

Rong Huan smiled gently: "Thank you for your good words!"

Situ Fu's lips trembled, and he replied: "Actually...it's okay if you don't come back. If you are admitted to the imperial examination, you can stay in the capital as an official. If you are rich, I can rest assured."

Rong Huan lowered his head, with a troubled expression on his face. After thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Situ Fu, I know you mean what you say, and I, Rong Huan, will do what I say. If you win the laurels in three years, Rong Huan will definitely return them! "

After speaking, without waiting for Situ Fu to reply, Rong Huan turned around and rode his horse away.

"You fool..." Situ Fu looked at his receding back, a sad smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"That young master looks high-spirited, but in fact he is just a short-lived ghost... But you, young master, are rich and long-lived."

I don't know when an old Taoist stood beside him, shaved his gray beard, and sighed softly.

Situ Fu heard the reputation and looked at the Taoist priest, and asked displeasedly: "The Taoist priest's mouth is not clean, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The old Taoist sneered, and replied: "Did Mr. Situ lose his wife and children not long ago?"

Situ Fu was taken aback, and asked back, "You! How do you know?"

The old Taoist sighed, and did not answer Situ Fu directly, but said: "Your lady is kind and considerate, knowing that you have never liked her, so she obediently went to the Netherworld to reincarnate. But your child, because He died before he was born, so his resentment was too deep, and he believed that it was the young master who harmed him, so... so the ghost that your child turned into has been lying on the body of the young master just now, I am afraid that it will not be long, that young master Young master...something is about to happen."

After hearing what the Taoist said, Situ Fu was really frightened. He grabbed the old Taoist's sleeve and begged, "Daoist, the Taoist must have a way to save Ronghuan!"

"There is no way..." The old Taoist shook his head and sighed: "It's just that the poor Taoist technique is shallow, I'm afraid it can only transfer the misfortune of that young master, but it can't overcome your child's resentment."

"What does the Taoist priest mean?" Situ Fu asked puzzled.

"It means that Pindao can transfer the bad luck of that young master to other people, but the child's resentment cannot be eliminated, and he will definitely kill one before he is willing to give up."

"Then transfer it to me. I am the father of that child. If he seeks revenge, I, Situ Fu, should be the one to take it!" Situ Fu replied without thinking.

"Young Master Situ, don't you regret it?"

"I don't regret it, but I ask the Taoist priest to tell me how to transfer the bad luck from Ronghuan's body?"

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "You need to dig out the body of your dead child, and the poor Taoist will live in the mansion to sacrifice the baby's corpse in blood, so that he can summon the evil spirit that the child attached to that young master. return."

"This..." When Situ Fu heard that he was going to dig out the body of his child who died young, he hesitated and resisted.

The old Taoist chuckled lightly, and said, "If you don't want to, young master, forget it. Just wait for the family of that young master to report your funeral!"

"I...I want to!"

Situ Fu no longer hesitated. If he had to choose between the living and the dead, he could only choose the living one.