GBP Chapter 214: The weather is dry, be careful with fire.
Chapter 214: The weather is dry, be careful with fire.
Xiu Jin forced herself to calm her inner panic and watched the second young master's actions coldly.
The sky was so gloomy and cold that it was a little scary. Sure enough, a boy fetching water passed by and saw this scene. He was so frightened that his bucket fell to the ground.
The loud noise quickly alarmed the people in the mansion, and more and more people in charge rushed to the scene.
The indifference of the other concubines, the calm expression of the master after his rage, the pointing and criticizing of the servants...
Everyone was trying to find out who the other person was.
Xiu Jin suddenly realized that the black fog that surrounded her and that she could not escape from was actually something called malice that was constantly emanating from these people.
It was not until four or five servants held her down that Xiu Jin suddenly felt a strong sense of fear.
You’re going to die! You’re going to die!
It all feels so real!
She just now shouted "Auntie" in desperation, but all she got was the image of her covering her eyes and turning her head away.
It was as if my eyes would become dirty just by looking at her.
Xiu Jin was dragged away.
Two strong men dragged him along the ground by his feet, but the well mouth was so small that he couldn't even turn over.
A chill rushed to her head. Xiu Jin was scared. She cried and begged the two men to let her go.
The two men didn't say anything, but kept stuffing her, starting from the beginning. Xiu Jin opened her hands and resisted instinctively, but the servant stepped hard on her hands with his foot.
Xiu Jin felt pain and shrank subconsciously, and she could no longer see the moonlight.
It was the deep pool in her first dream again, freezing cold, flooding her mouth and nose.
The long-term inversion caused the brain to become congested, and blood flowed out of the nose and ears, mixing with the well water.
Xiu Jin felt her body swelling up little by little, and the chill that penetrated deep into her soul continued to erode her. Soon, the small pond in the garden was polluted.
Her eyes were everywhere. One day, a young couple walked across the bridge playfully.
Xiu Jin floated on the surface of the lake and clearly saw a girl with the same face as her nestled in the arms of the third young master.
"Get out of my body!" Xiu Jin was angry and scared, and drove herself to the bridge.
"Xiu Xiu, look at this big fat koi, it's so well raised..." The third young master smiled and threw a stone, and the whole dream began to ripple with the water.
The moment she woke up, Xiu Jin saw the thing pressing against her face smiling at her strangely, and its pupils without whites stared at the Third Young Master affectionately.
This time the dream was longer than any previous one. Xiu Jin covered her chest in fear as it heaved violently.
I wanted to call Cui'er, but I found that my throat seemed to be choked by water and I started coughing every time I spoke.
She looked at the clock on the wall. It was midnight!
According to legend, this is the time when the boundary between the Yin and Yang worlds is most blurred.
Xiu Jin curled up her body, pulled the quilt around herself, and sobbed softly: "Aunt, when will you come back... Wuwu Nian'an... I'm so scared..."
The tears were also cold, and they flowed across Xiu Jin's cheeks, making her shiver involuntarily. She wanted to wipe them with the handkerchief beside the bed, but she suddenly froze.
Then the huge fear that surged from the bottom of her heart almost drowned her.
The moonlight tonight was blindingly bright, the windows were as pale as paper, and a distinct black shadow stood upright in front of the door.
"Don't come over here... don't come over here... don't look for me...!"
Miraculously, after seeing the black shadow, Xiu Jin's voice suddenly returned to normal. But no matter how loudly she shouted, no one came out to check.
"Squeak-"
The old door opened automatically without wind, and the moonlight rushed into the dark room, revealing the original appearance of the black shadow.
"what--!!"
The fourth concubine's entire body was blue and purple, and the skin on her hands and feet was wrinkled and white from being soaked in the water.
Dark red corpse spots were distributed on its head, face, and neck. Its hair was sticking to its face in a messy manner, dripping with water. Bloody red mushroom-like foam was constantly pouring out of its mouth and nose.
It lay on the ground, crawling with its convulsing limbs, leaving a large water mark on the clean blue bricks.
I got closer to my cousin little by little, just like in many dreams before.
But this time, it succeeded.
On the other side, the eldest concubine finally brought the invited Taoist priest back to her gatehouse overnight. Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the Taoist priest solemnly say, "One step too late."
The eldest concubine knelt down in front of the courtyard and burst into tears: "Wanqing, I know you died unjustly, but you can't take revenge on innocent people..."
After saying that, he fainted on the ground.
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Tang Nian'an was still wearing his uniform and rushed home impatiently without even having time to change.
The sight of a handsome young man in military uniform holding a small basket of Polygonum multiflorum candy is not common, and he attracted the attention of many passers-by along the way.
Hurry up, hurry up - Xiuxiu must not have expected it? The war was over in just one month, as promised, in three months.
If it weren't for buying Polygonum multiflorum candy, he could have come back a few days earlier.
He held the basket excitedly, covering it with one hand to prevent it from falling out, and ran all the way to his door without stopping.
As he stepped into the house, the silence in the yard was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing his enthusiasm.
Tang Nian'an's pace slowed down involuntarily, and the smile on his face froze before it could even bloom.
The white curtain was hanging down, swaying gently in the breeze. A black silk ribbon was hung on the curtain, and the bow tied on it looked particularly solemn among the plain white.
His eyes quickly searched the yard for the familiar figure, but found nothing.
At this time, the old servant of the family came out, his eyes were evasive and he dared not look him in the eye.
Tang Nian'an had an ominous premonition in his heart, and asked with a trembling voice: "Where is she?"
The old servant stammered, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
He grabbed the old servant's shoulders, unconsciously increasing the strength of his hands, his eyes full of anxiety and panic, and shouted loudly: "Speak!"
When the old servant told him the bad news in a crying voice, he was stunned at first, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
Then, the basket of sugar slipped from his hands and fell to the ground with a clang, and the polygala candy scattered all over the floor.
His lips trembled slightly, his face turned pale in an instant, and his body began to shake, as if he had lost the strength to support himself.
He walked slowly towards the main room, using up all his strength in every step, his steps were slow and heavy.
After entering the main room and seeing his lover's belongings on the table, he slowly reached out his hand, but stopped just before touching them, his fingers shaking constantly.
His throat seemed to be choked by something and he let out a painful whimper. The sound came from deep in his chest and gradually turned into a mournful wail.
Tears slid uncontrollably down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground and mixing with the scattered Polygonum flower candies.
At this time, the night watchman raised the clapper in his hand, and two crisp "bang bang" sounds broke the silence of the night.
Then, the old man shouted: "The sky is dry, the environment is dry, be careful of fire! The hour of the dog has arrived, everything will be fine!"
Hoarse echoes echoed in the empty streets, and the sounds of locks being locked could be heard in each household, accompanied by a few dog barks, and the scarlet curtain slowly fell.
At night, there was one more infatuated person who was hurt by love.