Renew

Until late at night, Bai Liu and Kong Qing didn't come back to guard the gate, they didn't know where they went.

Rongli stood up, walked lightly to the side of the three-legged incense burner, lit new incense, and put it in the burner.

Xiao Fu slept soundly, lying on the table without moving, completely unaware that her daughter got up to burn incense.

The flaying ghost got out of the crack of the door, and disappeared like a puff of smoke.

The cold wind outside the house came into the house along the crack of the door, chilling Xiaofu into a shudder, she babbled twice, but still didn't open her eyes, fascinated by the incense in the stove, her mind was completely settled.

Rong Li looked down at her, and returned to the bed in peace after a while, sitting on the edge of the bed and couldn't fall asleep, thinking of Hua Su's previous warning, maybe he was going to do something dangerous.

A person and a ghost are separated by yin and yang, and they are not very familiar with each other, but somehow Rongli missed it, maybe he accepted the ghost's pen, received a favor, and had to repay the favor.

She held the bamboo pen in her hand, looked carefully under the dim light, and wiped the end of the pen with her fingertips. She didn't know when it started, but the scratches on the pen disappeared, not even a trace was left. , as if never carved any words.

While rubbing the penholder, Rong Xin felt astonished, and hurriedly stood up, took the clothes off the shelf, put them on slowly, and after putting on the fox fur, he walked slowly to the door side.

Thinking of Hua Su's instructions before leaving, she paused in front of the door for a long time, touched the wool on the tip of the brush with her hand covered under the fox fur, thought for a moment, and then walked out the door lightly.

The lantern outside the house fluttered in the wind, and the dark red light swayed endlessly on the ground, as if the red silk was being blown.

When passing the woodshed, Rong Li paused for a moment, stood by the window and looked in.

The paper pasted on the window lattices of the firewood room was a little torn, and hadn't been replaced for a long time, and the wind blew the flipped paper up.

At the seam of the paper, Rongli saw the curtains in the room.

I saw Yu Zhuo curled up on the ground shiveringly, with two empty bowls beside his legs, so pitiful.

In such a cold day, it is not easy to fall asleep after thinking about it, Yu Zhuo tossed and turned, and really opened his eyes.

When Yu Zhuo opened his eyes, he saw a thin figure outside the window.She narrowed her eyes and said, "Bai Liu, or Kong Qing?"

The figure outside the window didn't say a word, just sneered for a while, and walked away slowly.

Yu Zhuo felt strange, although he was a little scared, but curious, he stood up and walked to the window, through the broken window paper, he saw the coffin in the yard at a glance.She took a few steps back in a hurry, her legs were so weak that she suddenly tripped over a wooden branch lying on the ground.

There was a knocking sound outside the house, it was the coffin lid being knocked, like a reminder for death.

Rong Li clutched the fox fur and walked out of the orchid courtyard, took down the lantern hanging on the bridge, and walked along the gloomy path to the bamboo forest.

There was no one on the road, and when the wind was blowing, it was like the patter of rain, or the panting of a fierce ghost.

The Bamboo Courtyard at night is even colder, perhaps because of the proximity to the mountains, it is indeed much colder than other places.

The courtyard door was tightly closed, Rong Li stepped in, holding the bamboo pen in his hand, and easily pushed open the door of the main house.

There was not even a moonlight in front of the house door, and it was so dark inside that you couldn't see your fingers, not to mention ghosts, and you couldn't even see the tables and chairs clearly.

She stretched her arms, raised the lamp to the distance, and looked sideways at the boxwood cabinet leaning against the wall. The door of the cabinet was closed tightly, and there was no sound inside.

The two doors of the boxwood cabinet were suddenly opened, and with a bang, a cloud of yin energy was like a snake coming out of a hole, swifter than the wind and thunder, and hit her face directly.

Rong Li suddenly raised his head, his heart tightened suddenly, as if he was strangled by the neck for a moment, he almost fainted.She stuck out her hand holding the bamboo pen from her sleeve, bent her elbow, and placed the pen horizontally in front of her body.

This pen can only be used to deal with ghosts. She needs to draw something to trap the ghosts.

Rong Li almost swiped his brush to paint, but his hand suddenly stopped, and he stopped abruptly.

The ghost that struck out from the boxwood cabinet approached her, blood flowed across her pale face, and black hair that reached the ground hung down her side in locks and strands. There are blue and red veins everywhere, just like a spider web.

It is the deceased second wife.

The second lady exhaled a mouthful of extremely cold Yin Qi into her face, and her five fingers with long pointed nails pressed against her neck.

Rong Li could not help but close his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, being struck by the dark air.

The second lady withdrew her hand suddenly, as if the horror in her heart had not dissipated, she turned her head and looked outside the open door.

Rong Li opened his eyes, and slowly lowered the hand lying in front of him, his sleeves drooped, covering the bamboo pen again.Panting, she said softly: "I came quietly, the maids are all asleep."

"You..." The second lady was terrified, she quickly withdrew her gaze, and stared at her intently, "Do you know the origin of that ghost following you?"

"I don't know." Rong Li shook his head, his eyes were downcast, even though he was wearing a thick fox fur, it was not difficult to see that his shoulders were trembling, as if he was frightened. "She came to me that day, and I thought about what Erniang had said before, so I brought her here. I didn't know that she... was so terrifying."

The second lady withdrew her outstretched five fingers, her completely black eyes slowly narrowed, the pupils that had spread to the whites of her eyes shrunk as small as ordinary people, and she didn't look so scary anymore.

She backed away from the door, leaned on the table and sat down, shook her head and said, "This ghost is extraordinary."

"Er Niang also can't see where she came from?" Rong Li asked.

The second lady shook her head, "Since I became a ghost, I have been bound to this room, and I can't even leave it for half a step. How can I know her origin, but this ghost has a thin ghost, and it seems to have used some kind of blindfold."

Rong Li turned his downcast eyes slowly, "Has been bound?"

The second lady nodded gloomyly.

Rong Li didn't know much about this, she raised her head, pretending to be anxious, "Then how can I get rid of this ghost?"

The second lady couldn't answer for a while, and said after a while: "It would be great if I could step out of this room."

"How can I help Erniang leave this place of abundance?" Rong Li asked eagerly.

"Perhaps I was trapped here by some magic technique. If I don't understand the technique, I can't leave." The second lady's breath was sudden, and the yin energy almost swirled out of her body.

"Er Niang, do you remember how...you were killed?" Rong Li asked softly.

The second lady thought for a long time, then said in a cold voice: "On that day, the vernal equinox will be over, Meng Xian went to the temple to make a fortune, Master Dao will bring his wives and concubines to the grave together."

She paused, and then said slowly: "I had a meal before leaving, I accidentally dropped the jade chopsticks, and only one of the pair of jade chopsticks was broken. This is not auspicious thing at all."

"I don't know where there are rumors that your mother is dead and she is going to take someone away. I didn't take such absurd words to heart. However, when I went up the mountain, the horse was suddenly frightened. I fell down the hillside and was caught by a tree branch. It's a pity that the baby in my stomach couldn't stay, so I had a miscarriage that day."

Rongli remembered that that day was indeed after the vernal equinox, but he didn't know that there were such subtle things before.

"Even after returning to the mansion, I still died of a blood collapse. It's a pity that I lost the baby in my womb." The second lady stroked her stomach, but it's a pity that her lower abdomen is now flat.

Rong Li turned around with the lamp in his hand, "Don't worry, Er Niang, I will definitely investigate this matter and get to the bottom of it."

The second lady sneered, "It's a pity that I can't get out of this house, otherwise she will die a bad life."

It was late at night, Rongli left the bamboo courtyard with a lantern, and on the way back to the orchid courtyard, he was patted on the shoulder suddenly.She stopped suddenly, looked down at the ground, and saw that the lamp only showed her shadow, and there was no other person.

The wind was so harsh that she was almost unable to stand still.

The slender and cold fingers touched her shoulders, and a voice came from behind: "I told you not to move, why didn't you listen?"

Rong Li turned around and saw Hua Su standing behind her, wearing a black robe hanging diagonally, the braids tied behind Qi Qi's head were scattered, and the silver and black hair fluctuated in the wind.

Hua Su's side cheek was stained with blood, his long and narrow eyes were slightly squinted, and the light in them was cold and bewitching.Underneath her black silk was a black dress with a white lapel, covered with a layer of gauze embroidered with dark patterns, and the dark patterns were like densely packed charms.

"I can't sleep, I'm afraid something will happen to you." Rong Li said softly.

Hua Su sneered, "So you let the skinning ghost wander outside the temple gate? You are not afraid that it will follow something behind when it comes back."

"Not afraid." Rong Li raised his eyes, smiled weakly and said, "Aren't you the one following it?"

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