The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

"Squeak—"

Qi Muyao gently pushed open the rare and complete door in front of everyone.

Wang Luan was choked by the dust and covered his mouth and coughed a few times. When he came back to see, Qi Muyao had already walked in with a lamp.

This should be the bedroom that Mrs. Wu lived in back then. There was only three or four steps away from the door, and there was a dusty screen. Wang Luan patted Qi Chensheng's arm, signaling him to put himself down.

After Qi Chensheng took a deep look at him, he still did as he did, but his arms were still around Wang Luan's waist, allowing him to take a closer look at the screen with the lamp.

I saw that what was mounted on the wooden frame was a piece of fabric, and the interlaced silk threads on it should be a bustling pattern of "Hundred Sons Gathering Blessings".

Probably because of the long time and no one taking care of it, it is okay to say that only the baizi on the fabric, the original white face, has been covered with dust and turned into a dead gray color, revealing all kinds of indescribable weird.

It doesn't look like a hundred sons gathering blessings, but rather a hundred sons holding a funeral.

Thinking in this way, when Wang Luan looked at the screen again, he felt chaotic and noisy mourning music coming from his ears. Hundreds of children, crying or laughing, mixed in, as if the whole screen had come to life.

But... Who is this funeral for?

In Wang Luan's eyes, inexplicable confusion gradually rose, he seemed to have been dragged into the screen, surrounded by crying and laughing children, all of them were ashen-faced, had been dead for a long time, their eyes were cloudy and Dry, but still wearing a golden red Xiyi.

Wang Luan was pushed between them, unable to move, he could only follow the children walking, walking, walking...

At this moment, a black coffin appeared in front of his eyes.

Arrived—for no reason, Wang Luan said to himself in his heart.

The young children around were no longer crowded, but stood still in place, like standing corpses, but there were still crying smiles on their faces.

And Wang Luan was finally able to walk towards the tall coffin according to his "own" wishes.

He walked to the coffin step by step, and stood on tiptoe to see who was lying inside, but the coffin was covered with a heavy lid, and Wang Luan could only push hard with both hands with all his strength.

The coffin was pushed open a small gap, and the young children gathered around the coffin also took a step towards him in unison.

But Wang Luan didn't seem to be able to see it, and continued to push the coffin lid hard, making the dark gap a little wider, and the corpse-like children stepped forward again, almost surrounding the entire coffin stand up.

Soon, it was about to open, Wang Luan's eyes were fixed on the coffin lid under his hands, and he pushed it with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, the coffin lid suddenly loosened, and under his strong push, it suddenly opened completely. Wang Luan's body swayed, and he was already unstable. Push Wang Luan into the coffin.

Wang Luan finally regained his clarity at the last moment, but unfortunately it was too late, he fell down irresistibly——

A great fear surged in his heart, he couldn't see clearly who was lying in the coffin, or...it was empty and prepared for him.

But the next moment he felt that what he fell into was a warm and familiar embrace.

Wang Luan opened his eyes in disbelief, and what he saw was Qi Chensheng's smiling face, his gray remnant eyes stared coldly behind him, then turned to look at him gently, obviously without the slightest glimmer of light, In Wang Luan's heart, it surpassed thousands.

"Ninth Brother, really, I have to watch closely all the time."

After going through a dangerous situation first, and now suddenly relaxed again, Wang Luan only felt that half of his strength was gone. He leaned on Qi Chensheng's shoulder, his nose was full of the other party's breath, and he said after a long while: "That's not as good as... You said, go back and make me a golden cage."

Qi Chensheng seemed to laugh again, and covered Wang Luan's eyes with his hand: "I'm very happy that Brother Ninth thinks so—"

Wang Luan couldn't see anything, Qi Chensheng's words were behind him, and he heard the cries and laughter of children around him again, Qi Chensheng seemed to walk past him quickly in his arms, and after a while, even those mixed cries and laughter It also disappeared, and the surroundings became quiet, only someone whispering in front of them could be heard.

"Fifth brother... you slow down, be careful..."

Qi Chensheng let go of his hand, Wang Luan opened his eyes again, and what he saw was still the screen embroidered with a hundred sons gathering blessings, Qi Wangxiang and Qi Muyao had already walked around here and went to the front.

"Hush—" Wang Luan just wanted to speak, but Qi Chensheng pressed his lips and shook his head slightly.

Wang Luan immediately lowered his eyes, stroked the slightly warm crimson stone ring with his fingertips, and leaned back into Qi Chensheng's arms, as if nothing had happened.

"Second brother, what are you doing?" At this time, Wang Xiang's voice came from the front, with a trace of fear and worry.

"It's nothing." Qi Chensheng hugged Wang Luan, walked out from behind the screen, and explained in a light tone: "Ninth Brother's body is not feeling well, I was giving him medicine just now."

Wang Xiang said something again, but Wang Luan didn't hear clearly, and looked sideways at the room behind the screen.

This should be just an outer room, not very big. Although the tables and chairs were not damaged, they were covered with dust. There were three or five cabinets placed against the wall. Qi Muyao had already passed by and opened them one by one, but inside Either it was empty, or it contained only ordinary clothes and bedding.

There are no windows in the entire outer room, but there is a thick curtain in front of it. Behind the curtain should be that Wu's bedroom.From nowhere in the room, gusts of cold wind came again, but the curtain did not move at all, but the scarlet light from outside the window secretly leaked through.

The curtain seemed to be intentionally waiting for someone to come forward and pull it open so that the baby with the bloody mouth could be released.

As if to meet the occasion, the cry of the ghost baby sounded again in the room, it was mocking and looking forward to its next prey.

"Where are you! Come out!" Qi Muyao's anger and lamentation were aroused, he waved the stick in his hand and shouted in the room.

Strangely enough, this time they still couldn't tell whether the ghost baby's cry came from behind the screen or the curtain.

Qi Muyao couldn't bear it anymore, he lifted the scarlet curtain with a stick, and rushed in amidst Wangxiang's exclamation and obstruction.

But Qi Chensheng and Wang Luan looked at each other, and they chose to walk towards the screen again.

The crying of the ghost baby continued, and a figure gradually appeared on the screen, which was not thick at all.

Following the sound of footsteps, Wang Luan frowned slightly, while Qi Chensheng raised the gentleman's staff with the hand that was not holding him.

At the moment when the footsteps were about to approach the screen, Qi Chensheng swung out his gentleman's stick first, knocking the screen to the side suddenly—

The ghost baby's crying stopped, and behind the flipped screen, Qi Shangwen's face covered in cold sweat was exposed. He seemed to be frightened by what happened just now, and his whole body was trembling slightly.His throat moved slightly, and after swallowing several times, he made a sound: "Second brother...it's me."

Qi Chensheng frowned slightly, not too surprised, and asked him in a low voice: "Why are you here?"

Wang Luan followed to look at Qi Shangwen, and saw that he opened his mouth, and he didn't see the vigor he had with Qi Chensheng before. After a while, he said: "I, I'm here to ask you for help."

"After Ruqian was dragged away by my cousin, I went after her... But who knows, there is only such a place, and no one can be found in a blink of an eye."

"I was afraid that something would happen to them, so I wanted to come up to you first and think of a way."

Qi Muyao didn't find anything inside, and when he heard the movement from the side of the screen, he led Qi Wangxiang and walked over.

Qi Shangwen was still talking, the fourth young master of the Qi family who used to be high-spirited, was finally softened by the anxiety of looking for his own sister in the frightening darkness.

Qi Chensheng didn't speak, but he was really thinking about it, and finally after a while, he said: "Forget it, after all, it's all Qi, I'll go down with you and look for it."

Wang Luan looked at Qi Chensheng's expression out of the corner of his eye, and secretly settled his mind, and then heard Qi Shangwen's joyful voice: "Okay, okay... In the past, I was sorry for you, as long as the second brother Help me find Ruqian, I will definitely, definitely..."

While talking, Qi Shangwen was about to turn around and go downstairs, but before he finished saying "certainly", he saw a dark shadow falling from the top of his head.

Qi Shangwen retreated subconsciously to dodge, but the black shadow was already clinging to his neck——

"what--"

The shrill screams resounded throughout the small building, and blood spurted out like red silk, spraying half of the wall.

Qi Chensheng protected Wang Luan and walked forward quickly, but saw that although Qi Shangwen was still standing there, his body was motionless, completely silent.

The stick in Qi Muyao's hand could no longer be held, so he simply threw it on the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe away his sweat or tears, walked up behind Qi Shangwen with heavy steps, and then slowly He raised his trembling hand and put it on Qi Shangwen's shoulder.

Qi Shangwen's body almost fell in response to the sound, and fell silently on the bloody ground. A finger-wide wound was torn open on his neck. All blood vessels and trachea were torn apart, covered with red blood. .

This is the third, the third Qi family member who died tonight.