The Story of Lord Hou Doting on His Wife

Chapter 67

Tonight's sky seems to be flooded with ink, unless the bright moon in the sky passing over the treetops is particularly bright.

"Alley Street! Zimu Village! There is a little girl! Officials come! Knives in hand! Indiscriminate! Countless girls! Red eyes!

Yang Mansion, I don’t know why, everywhere is close, but there are only a group of children’s voices in Yang Shangshu’s courtyard, but no one can be seen.

Yang Shangshu was lying on the bed shaking to and fro, and suddenly sat up, the sweat dripped from his forehead, and the song also stopped.

He gulps and breathes the countdown air, he looks around and sees no one, he is very puzzled, probably he heard it wrong, he must be having a nightmare!
After thinking about getting out of bed, the whole person was in a daze.

I wanted to go for a walk, so I just wanted to open the door, but when I looked outside, I saw a few long-haired shadows floating around.

What follows is a reverberation of ballads and cries of injustice.

"Countless girls! Hanging on the city wall! Nine springs are not contained!"

Originally, the ballad at the beginning had a fast rhythm, but this time the ballad's voice was extremely eerie.The pace is also very slow.

What's even more frightening is that I heard those few voices.

"There are countless jerks, give me back my life! Disregarding human life, you are a vain official!"

The two voices were mixed together, like the ghost of Naihe Bridge in Jiuquan.

Yang Shangshu backed away rolling and crawling.

The sweat on his forehead seemed to be bleeding, and it couldn't stop dripping down.

"Do not!!!!"

A scream broke the entire barrier of silence.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes again, and found that there were no figures or ghosts around him, and he was lying peacefully on the bed.

Only then did I take a breath.

The incense lit in the house rose slowly.

The fragrance exudes a charming and lingering feeling.

Yang Shangshu was not in doubt, when did the incense burnt?
I just got out of bed to check, and just put on my shoes when I found that something seemed to be dripping on my face.

Gently swipe with your finger and check, the pupils gradually dilate.

Red blood was printed on his hands, and he looked up tremblingly, only to see fresh human heads hanging on the roof.

"Ah! Ahh!"

Now, he was so scared that his legs were weak, but he had no choice but to run away. He limped and put his hands in, and ran to the door.

A gloomy ballad suddenly sounded outside, it was the words in the dream.

I also saw a few silent things with heads floating around outside.

The shadow flashed across his face and covered it up.

"It's wrong, we're wrong!"

Several female voices shouted, the voices were full of resentment and resentment.

Yang Shangshu opened his lips but didn't know what to say, his throat suddenly hurt and he couldn't say anything.

He could only admit it, opened his mouth wide, but kept shaking his head in place.

Begging in my heart: Then forgive me, please!I don't dare, if I don't dare in the future, I don't dare!
Chu Ze Fengying sat on the roof, listening to the screams in the house.

For some reason, hearing these screams excited them.

Looking at the mess outside again, the guards, holding sticks and sticking them into the wig Ye Anyi gave them, squatted down, running around with these, bumping into each other from time to time.

The two people on the roof found it both awkward and amused.

Anyway, there will be a good show tomorrow.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Chu Ze said, "It's true that evil is rewarded with evil! Such a small child can do it, it's not as good as a beast!"

Thoughts under the shadow of the wind.

"Well... let them go under the Nine Springs and let Yang Shangshu atone for their sins!"

(End of this chapter)