Raising snakes is a curse

chapter 190
This attic looks old, with white walls and black tiles, a two-story structure, built on top of a clear stream.

Although according to what Yin Qingyuan said, we haven't been back for about 18 years, but the small building has been cleaned very clean, the bluestone slabs in front of the door are clean and cold, and under the light of the blue sky, it looks extremely quiet Quiet.

The hustle and bustle of the city far away suddenly came to such a gentle and peaceful environment. When I looked at Yin Qingyuan next to me, my hatred and disgust for him also slightly weakened.

I lifted the hem of my skirt and walked into the small building.

The construction in the small building is quite simple, with Taishi chairs, Eight Immortals tables, desks, incense burners, and even old-fashioned black and white TV sets, everything is there.

And it's not too far away from now. In the study hall next to the living room, I saw a lot of photos hanging on it.

These photos are of He Yin Qingyuan and Tuantuan.

In some of these photos, I was wearing a cheongsam and Yin Qingyuan was wearing a long gown, while Tuantuan was dressed as a Fuwa, with red dots between the eyebrows.

Some of them were me wearing a white shirt with big wavy curly hair, imitating the look of the most fashionable star girl in my mother's era, and Yin Qingyuan was also wearing that kind of wide-shouldered suit and standing beside me with glasses.

There are also pictures of our travels.

When I walked up to the bedroom on the second floor, I found that there was still a photo of me wearing a wedding dress and marrying Yin Qingyuan hanging in the bedroom.

It was like time-traveling. Looking at the face in the photo, I couldn't believe that it was me.

But whether it is the nose, eyes or mouth, they are exactly the same as mine.

This is Yinyu, my past, my identity before I lost my present body.

The photos are very old, but the happiness and warmth overflowing out of the frame proves without exception that the 12 years I spent here with Yin Qingyuan were a beautiful memory.

But how did Yin Qingyuan make me change my disgust towards him?

He killed all the Gu I like, so how could I be willing to stay here with him?

Just as I was thinking about this question, there was a sound of pushing the door downstairs.

"Is Gu Niang back?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came from downstairs.

I turned around and looked downstairs, only to see an aunt holding a sieve full of vegetables, rice noodles and eggs, standing at the door curiously looking in.

"who is she?"

I turned around and asked Yin Qingyuan.

Yin Qingyuan looked down at the woman downstairs, then smiled at me naturally: "She is our former neighbor, Dalin's sister-in-law."

Saying that, Yin Qingyuan took me downstairs.

This sister-in-law looks to be in her 40s, and she is wearing a maroon plaid shirt, which has become old and gray from washing.

"Sister Dalin."

Yin Qingyuan shouted.

When Mrs. Dalin saw Yin Qingyuan and I came down from the second floor and appeared in front of her, she was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment, her face was full of joy!

"Gu Niang, Xian Gong, you, you guys are really back?!"

Speaking excitedly, he turned his head and ran outside, shouting while running: "Everyone, come and see, Fairy and Gu Niang are back, come quickly, everyone, Fairy and Gu Niang are back!"

When Mrs. Dalin called out, the whole village surrounded our house.

Dozens of people, old and young, men and women, filled the living room with water.

"Xian Gong, why did you come back suddenly?"

"Where's Tuantuan? Why didn't Tuantuan come back with you?"

"Xian Gong, how long do you plan to stay in the village when you come back this time, but we haven't seen you for decades!"

……

Some elderly aunts and old men kept asking Yin Qingyuan and me.

In their words, there is everywhere the welcome and joy for Yin Qingyuan and me.

I looked at Yin Qingyuan and the villagers who came to the house with a dazed expression, not knowing what to reply at all.

But Yin Qingyuan was very patient at this time, answering the questions of these people one by one.

"Xiangong, your knowledge is high. In the future, my third child will not be able to do the questions. Can you come and ask Xiangong how to do it?"

"Xiangong Xiangong, the head of my family left me a letter outside, I can't read it, can you read it for me?"

"Xiangong, this year's millet, is it okay to sow at this time?"

"Fairy, Fairy..."

Yin Qingyuan seems to have become an encyclopedia in the mouth of the village name, who has to ask Yin Qingyuan about everything.

This kind of grand occasion is very similar to the people in the temple who offer incense to the gods, and Yin Qingyuan seems to have become the god in the hearts of these people.

No wonder these people don't suspect that Yin Qingyuan and I have not changed in age and appearance for so many years, they are not surprised at all.

These people are very enthusiastic about Yin Qingyuan, and I also got a little light. People in the village respect Yin Qingyuan as much as they respect me.

Because people in the village have been waiting for Yin Qingyuan and me to come back, this small building is also often cleaned.

Yin Qingyuan was dealing with the people in the village downstairs, and I went upstairs to rest on the bed.

The quilts on the bed were also changed by the villagers. When I smelled them closely, there was a smell of sunbathing.

I lay quietly on the bed, looking at the picture frames on the wall.

In each photo frame are me and Yin Qingyuan,
The years are quiet.

In the photo, Yin Qingyuan and I are like the worldly masters reclusive in the countryside, nothing can affect us.

I recall in my head what Yin Qingyuan did to me in the past. He tried every means to stay by my side. After gaining my trust, he killed my parents.

Give me hope and send me to hell.

Is this kind of person really the one in the photo who can lead such a loving life with me and bring me peace and happiness?
Suddenly, the sound of balls rolling down resounded from the wooden boards on the floor of the room.

I looked down at the floor and saw it was a prayer bead.

Isn't this prayer bead ferrying me?
That's all right, why did he come out?
"Cross me."

I yelled "Du me" and got up from the bed. Although I am a monk, I am also a man. It would be inappropriate for me to talk to him while lying on the bed.

"I'm here!"

The beads rolled on the ground again, and then crossed my nose, eyes, and mouth, and appeared on this little tree.

"You're fine after eating, what are you doing running out?"

I ask me.

Afterwards, human limbs grew out of this bead, and my face was carved on this bead, which looked very curious and made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Of course there is death energy around here, and the appearance of death energy means that there are dead people who need my salvation, so I came out."

As I said, Du turned around on the ground several times, and then thought of my palm jumping up, then gently covered his mouth with his strange hand, and then whispered to me: "Besides, the death here is so good. Seriously!"

(End of this chapter)