Renew

The Bamboo Courtyard is empty now, making it even more desolate.

Hundreds of bamboos stood tall and intertwined crookedly. When the cold wind passed through the forest, the fallen leaves rustled everywhere, setting off a short wave.

Rong Li stepped on the stone slab and walked slowly, the hand holding the umbrella didn't use much strength, but the handle of the umbrella was straight, not half bent, all supported by Hua Su.

Xiao Fu stood beside her and whispered, "Miss, are your hands sore? If you don't have this umbrella, let me take it."

"No need." Rong Li raised his head, and saw mottled light passing through the bamboo leaves, sporadically sprinkled on Hua Su's black robe.

Hua Su's long and narrow eyes were expressionless, as if the daylight had nothing to do with her.

Let's think about it, are you really not afraid of light?

When she was about to reach the bamboo courtyard, Hua Su stopped suddenly. When she stopped, even the umbrella she was holding paused.

Rong Li couldn't move the umbrella, so he also stopped, not knowing why.

It's hard for her to speak, and it may not scare Xiao Fu if she speaks, but Xiao Fu will definitely feel that she has contracted some kind of madness.

Rong Li tilted his head, frowned slightly, and asked questions with his eyes.

"This is the courtyard you lived in before?" Hua Su said calmly, "It's quite ghostly."

It's not serious, there's a huge ghost inside that can't get out, and stays in the house all day long.

"Girl, are you tired of walking?" Xiao Fu asked quickly.

"Do you know that there are ghosts in this yard?" Hua Su looked sideways at her, his slender eyebrows raised into his temples were cold and sharp.

"En." Rong Li responded in a low voice, just in time for this person and ghost.

Only then did Hua Su take another step, dragging the black silk cloth on the ground, but it didn't even touch the mud.

It was wrapped so tightly that even the toes of the shoes were not exposed, so I don't know if my feet missed the ground when I walked.

Rong Li raised his eyes, thinking about the leaves floating on the water, turning and turning when the wind blows, thinking in his heart, maybe this ghost is not really walking, and the ghosts in the storybook are all floating.

Xiaofu pushed open the door of the bamboo courtyard, there was no one inside, it was quiet and desolate.She turned around and asked, "What does the girl want to bring, I'll go into the house and look for it."

"I'll go in and have a look, but I don't remember clearly." Rong Li said softly, and she glanced at Hua Su quietly.

Hua Su didn't know what she was thinking, so she pinched her sleeve, as if she wanted to take her hand out of the cuff.

Rong Li's body froze, the palm of her hand was pinched by the material of the clothes, neither warm nor cold, but that one pinched her heart.

She was weak since she was a child, except for the maid who was close to her, none of the servants in the mansion dared to get too close to her, for fear that if she fell ill, the master would take his anger out on them.She has never been so close to anyone, even Xiaofu has never squeezed her hand like this.

Hua Su squeezed it and let go, said in a low voice, "Why didn't you hold the bamboo pen? If you run into a ghost, you should beg for this pen, not me."

Rong Li slowly took out the pen from his cuff, and said softly: "Even masters of calligraphy don't hold pens at all times."

"Girl, what did you say?" Xiao Fu turned her head.

"You heard me wrong." Rong Li stood up straight and hid the bamboo pen under his sleeve.

Xiaofu stepped forward and pushed open the door of the main room. The moment the door was opened, it seemed that a wind came out of it, and she shivered from the cold.

In the room, the second lady was sitting in front of the dressing table, combing with her hands, and arranging her hair in front of the mirror. Two lines of blood and tears were frozen on her face, as if her face had been slashed twice, revealing the bright red flesh and blood inside.

Seeing someone coming, the second lady glanced sideways and said in a little astonishment, "What are you doing back here? Could it be that you were bullied?"

Xiaofu couldn't hear it, she looked around, but she didn't know what her girl had forgotten, the house seemed to be evacuated, and there was nothing left to take.

Rong Li leaned the closed umbrella outside the door, pondered for a while, and then stepped into the room. The moment he saw the second lady, he seemed to be frightened, shrank his shoulders suddenly, and staggered to the side in astonishment. staggered a bit.

She was already tired from walking, and this leaning up caused her brain to buzz, as if she had exhausted the last bit of strength in her body, and her already sickly complexion became even paler.

It seemed that he was really frightened.

Hua Su's hand protruded from the black robe, and rested lightly on her shoulder.

Rong Li was panting, his eyes dodged, and he didn't look into the room again.

Hua Su remained calm, her expression did not change, and the ghosts in the house were not worthy of being moved by her.When she lifted the hand on Rongli's shoulder, the thin black silk drooped down, exposing the wrist bone.

The wrist bones are thin but not weak, the protruding bones are slightly sharp, and the tendons on the back of the hand are like taut strings.

Hua Su flipped his palm over, and hooked his finger towards the dressing table, as if fascinated.

At that moment, the second lady who was sitting in front of the dressing table screamed, her soul was torn apart, and half of her body seemed to be turned into smoke, and she gathered towards Hua Su's raised fingers.

The second madam can no longer see a human figure on one side of her body, and the remaining half of her body barely looks human. She rolled her bloody eyes, and her eyes were full of fear. No other sound.

A ghost like the second lady couldn't even move a finger, and was frightened into such a look.

Rong Li hastily raised his hand, held Hua Su's hooked fingers straight, forced himself up, gasped and said weakly: "This ghost...is my second mother."

Hua Su frowned, and stopped abruptly.

Rong Li immediately let go of his hand, and rubbed his frozen palm against the skirt.

The second lady's body that had been torn into black mist condensed back, fell to the ground with a bang, crawled back on all fours, and hid in the boxwood cabinet.She hid in a hurry, as if she had seen the ecstasy of impermanence, for fear of being caught and reincarnated.

Hua Su snorted coldly, his voice was extremely soft, his face was full of displeasure, and his cold hand landed on the back of Rongli's neck abruptly.

This is no different from pinching the nape of a raccoon cat. Although she didn't put any effort into it, Rongli felt that her spirit was being squeezed tightly. She looked at Hua Su without moving, as if her hidden thoughts had been dug out. clear and direct.

"You're not very afraid of her." Hua Su said in a low voice, "Did this Erniang harm you?"

"Never." Rong Li said with lowered eyes.

Xiaofu rummaged around in the room for a while, then raised her voice and asked, "Miss, what exactly do you want to get?"

Rong Li felt that the force on the back of his neck was a little loose, he shook his eyelashes, and replied: "The silk handkerchief on the shelf, fetch it for me."

Xiao Fu said again: "There is no silk handkerchief on the shelf."

"You look for it again." Rong Li said.

Hua Su raised and lowered his hand, and patted the back of Rongli's neck twice, as if urging him to die.

Rong Li trembled slightly, but raised his eyes to meet Hua Su's scrutinizing eyes.

"You're testing me, you're not looking for Sipa." Hua Suhan said in a cold voice.

Rong Li didn't expect to be seen through so quickly, she swallowed slowly, parted her rouged lips slightly, and took a light breath.

"Don't tell me?" Hua Su leaned closer and whispered in her ear.

Rongli's hand holding the pen tightened secretly, and his five fingers felt a little sore.

Hua Su didn't make any more noises to force her, but the hand covering the back of her neck tightened slightly, pinching her thin neck.

Rong Li knew that she couldn't escape, even if she had this pen in her hand, she might not be able to fight, let alone the pen belonged to Hua Su.

She hesitated for a moment, her slightly parted lips moved a few times, and said in resignation: "I just want to know, what the hell are you..."

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