peach blossom

Han Tiexin and Xiao Fengling followed the crowd, and soon found Nangong's wife, Min Ya's residence. Through the cracks in the roof, the two saw a beautiful woman in plain clothes sitting reclined on a chair. With a haggard face, as if she hadn't had a good rest for a long time, Qianqian supported her head with her thin fingers, and said in a weak voice: "Tell me, what happened again?"

"Ma'am, the master's room is haunted!"

"That's right, I took away the three of Lao Li and the others!"

"Until now, I can't see anyone alive or dead, I'm scared to death!"

The young servants shouted at one another, Min Ya's already haggard face seemed to be even more tired, and she still looked like a chivalrous woman relying on swords, she was clearly raised in a deep boudoir, leaving the door without going out. Miss Jiao who can be charming/breathing for a long time after walking a few steps.But Han Tiexin noticed that Min Ya's body trembled slightly when Zai Ding mentioned ghosts.

"Keep your voice down! Chun'er is sleeping, don't wake him up!" Min Ya lowered her voice and ordered, "Ma Jian, tell me what's going on."

The bearded man stepped forward and told Min Ya everything from the unexplained disappearance of the three servants to what just happened in Nangong Lian's room. The blood color faded a layer.

"Then what's the situation in that room now?" Min Ya asked, looking over the servants standing in a row who kept shivering in front of them, their faces showed obvious expressions of not going back after being beaten to death.

In the end, Ma Jian was clever, cleared his throat and said, "We were eager to tell Madam the news, so we didn't stop any longer."

Min Ya sighed wearily, waved and said: "I see, you all go down."

"Ma'am." Ma Jian suggested in a low voice, "Look... do you want to invite a Taoist priest to do rituals or something?"

Min Ya first frowned in dissatisfaction, then stretched her brows rather helplessly, nodded and said: "You go to Zhang Luo, remember, don't let outsiders know."

"Yes, this subordinate understands!"

On the roof, Han Tiexin said softly, "I don't think Min Ya is lying."

"Maybe it's just a play. If people can tell that she is lying from her expression, then how can she lie to others? Doesn't the guardian understand such a simple truth?" Xiao Fengling sneered, "It seems that Miao Jiang is really a In a treasure land with beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, people treat each other with sincerity, unlike the Central Plains where there are intrigues and disagreements. It seems that the Great Protector has never been deceived."

A bleak wry smile floated on Han Tiexin's face under the mask, hasn't he been deceived before?I couldn't help but think of that night many years ago, with such a bright moon hanging high, but the moon on that day was blood red.The color of the moon will not change, but on that day, my eyes were fascinated by layers of blood, and everything I could see was covered with a layer of blood red.

It was the blood of my closest relatives, my parents, my eldest sister, my younger brother...their blood splashed on my face, it was so hot that it seemed to burn my skin, and I saw the fresh life in front of me. Disappeared, but he himself, the chief culprit, survived intact. Every time he thought of this, Han Tiexin would find it ironic.I was troublesome for a while, I saved an unidentified person, and the one who led the wolf into the house harmed the whole village, but the one who survived the catastrophe was himself in the end.That was Han Tiexin's first taste of being cheated, and he will never forget that kind of bitterness and remorse in his life.

"What's the Great Protector thinking about?" Xiao Fengling asked curiously seeing that Han Tiexin hadn't spoken for a long time, but just stared into the distance blankly.

Han Tiexin was brought back to his senses by his words, coughed lightly, and pretended to be thinking deeply and said, "I'm just wondering if I can find some more valuable clues from Mrs. Nangong."

Xiao Fengling couldn't judge whether Han Tiexin's words were true or false, because that sallow and rough face always had a nonchalant and indifferent expression. It's true that the facial expression is lacking or he deliberately put on an indifferent demeanor, but he can be sure of one thing, no matter what the purpose is, Youli can help him at this time, which is even more powerful for him. He has a very good saying, An enemy's enemy is an ally, so Xiao Fengling ignored what he was thinking for the time being, and continued: "Mrs. Nangong just asked what happened in the first sentence. It can be seen that this is not the first time that happened in the Nangong family. Strange thing."

"That's right." Han Tiexin agreed, "Mrs. Nangong's face is haggard. If she has long been in harmony with Nangong, how could she feel sad for his death?"

"Unless...she's gone to hell."

"Damn?" Han Tiexin laughed dumbly, "Does Master Xiao believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"Of course I believe it." Xiao Fengling replied, "It's just that this ghost doesn't exist in the world, but in people's hearts."

"Xiao Jiaozhu means that Mrs. Nangong has ghosts in her heart?"

"That's right, she has ghosts in her heart, that's why she has to seal off Nangong Lian's room, and that's why she's afraid when she hears that Nangong Lian's room is haunted. If she is really worthy of Nangong Lian, and Nangong Lian abandoned her first, why is she?" Afraid of Nangong Lian's soul?" Xiao Fengling said with certainty, "Nangong Lian's death must have a direct or indirect relationship with Mrs. Nangong!"

"That is to say, even if it's not Mrs. Nangong herself, she must know the person who went to find something in Nangong Lian's room." Han Tiexin said, "The problem now is how to pry Mrs. Nangong's mouth open."

A hint of cunning flashed in Xiao Fengling's eyes: "She still has a precious son, doesn't she?"

In the room, Min Ya gently closed the door, went to the bed and sat down. Nangong Chun who was lying on the bed was in a deep sleep, and didn't even notice that someone walked into the room. The corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, as if he was having a sweet dream. .Min Ya raised her hand to touch his round childish face, which was filled with endless love.

"Mom?" Nangong Chun opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Min Ya who was sitting beside his bed in a daze, and asked strangely, "It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

"Chun'er, go to bed first, mother will be asleep soon." Min Ya stroked his smooth forehead and whispered softly.

Nangong Chun obviously didn't get enough sleep, he turned around after oh, and soon his breathing sank, and he fell asleep again.

Min Ya leaned down and kissed Nangong Chun's cheek lightly. Suddenly, the tenderness in her eyes became sharper, and she shouted in a deep voice, "Who? Come out!"