Snake Tangled Three Dreams

Chapter 62

The cold touch on my wrist really shocked me, I screamed subconsciously, and without thinking about it, I shook my wrist vigorously, and threw the little girl out!
With a "bang", the thin little girl fell to the ground. I looked back at her suddenly, and saw her eyes were teary, and her eyes were very red, and then suddenly opened her mouth and burst into tears. .

Hearing the baby crying, Ah Yun hurried down the stairs, the washing powder foam in her hand was not washed off, she quickly picked up the little girl from the ground, sat on the stool and began to coax her.

The child's cry was clear and loud, nestled in her arms, talking intermittently in a child's voice, and stretched out her little finger to me.

My whole body was numb, my thoughts were in a mess, my hands were gesturing in front of me, and I kept apologizing: "Well, I'm sorry, I don't know this child, she, she..."

She is abnormal.

I can't say these words, coupled with the chaotic word order, it's like trying to cover up after bullying a child.

A Yun held the little girl's hand, patted her on the back, and smiled at me: "It's okay, this child has always been like this, did it scare you?"

"No, no..." I waved my hand, thought for a while, and asked her again, "Hi, I want to ask, is this your child...?"

Hearing my words, Ayun obviously stopped patting the child's hand, then started patting the little girl again, looked up at me and said, "Yes, I'm seven and a half years old this year." Seeing me open my mouth She was about to speak again, but she immediately avoided my gaze and spoke first, "She's fine, she'll be fine in a while. You are a guest, you should go back and have a good rest now."

I wanted to ask why she turned into an old lady, but when I reached the point of my mouth, I swallowed it back silently.

Her words are obviously reminding me not to forget the identity of the guest, and at the same time implying me not to meddle in her family's business.

I didn't want to care about it at first, so I glanced at the little girl in her arms who had cried until she fell asleep, wiped the sweat on the trouser legs with my hands, and said with the corners of my mouth: "Okay, I'm really sorry. Remember to give her Apply some medicine, and I'll go upstairs first."

A Yun nodded and said nothing more.I turned my head and hurried to the stairs, just wanting to get away from this weird pair of mother and daughter.

Our room was arranged on the third floor of the turret. I rushed up in one breath, running fast and fast, twisting the doorknob with both hands and ducking into the room. I quickly closed the door, not forgetting to fasten the small bolt on the back of the door.

"It's not just to send someone off, it's as if you're going to lose your life." Liu Wangzhi sat on the bed and wiped his hair. He was only wearing a pair of black underwear, and there were still drops of water on his cold white skin. It was obvious that he had just washed Get out of the shower.

I leaned against the door and gasped for breath. The moment I saw him, I couldn't help but rushed towards him, and threw myself into his arms.

Liu Wangzhi didn't dodge, and let me wrap my arms around his neck and nestle in his arms, he paused with his hand covering the towel, and a look of disgust floated between his brows: "Tsk, I just took a shower, and you rubbed me again. Sweating."

I was indeed sweating, and I was still covered in cold sweat, but at this moment I couldn't relieve the tension in my heart, and even the arms around him were trembling slightly.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that something was wrong with me, Liu Wangzhi casually threw the towel aside and looked down at me, "Going out to cause trouble, huh?"

"No." I leaned on his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I was scared by that child just now, and Ayun reminded me not to meddle in their business, and then I ran back."

Liu Wangzhi heard me say this, pulled me out of his arms, held my face in the palm of his right hand, and gently rubbed his thumb against his cheek: "Are you afraid? Bai Tingyue, I will meet more people in the future." Do you have to be afraid like this every time in a similar situation?"

His fingers were a little cold, which reminded me of that little girl in an instant.Uncomfortably, I tilted my head away from his fingertips, and raised my eyelashes to look at him: "I'm just a human being, and it's a normal psychological phenomenon to encounter scary things occasionally."

"Okay." Liu Wangzhi raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly at me, "Get up, come out with me now."

"Where are you going?" I said, standing up from him.

Liu Wangzhi took out a set of clothes from the suitcase and changed into it, and put a long-sleeved shirt on me by the way, and while buttoning me up, he lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Go to the ancestral hall and look for my things."

"Go now? Are you serious?" I remembered that Ayun said that the ancestral hall in their village is still holding funerals. Wouldn't it disturb the deceased and their families in the past?
"Well, let's go now." Liu Wangzhi put one hand on my waist, and he couldn't help but lead me into a cloud of smoke, and flew out from the wooden window of the turret.

In the middle of the night, the stockade is hidden in the thick black night, and the mountain fog hangs low, covering most of the staggered turrets.

The overly quiet village exudes a gloomy atmosphere. Only then did I realize that not every household has white lanterns like Ayun's house hanging under the eaves.

The lantern is made of traditional white paper, with strange patterns drawn in red ink. The wick is only a small half of a white candle, and the light that shines out is yellowish and faint.

However, most of those who hung lanterns did not light them; but for those who lit lanterns, the house was completely dark.

The damp chill is obviously much colder than when it was dark just now, and the closer it is to the southwest, the colder it is, the colder it is too obvious.

I leaned against Liu Wangzhi's arms and still shivered, and finally realized something was wrong, so I pulled his collar, looked at the quiet turrets below and said to him: "Liu Wangzhi, have you noticed this smell? The dampness and coldness are not caused by the natural climate at all, but by the cloudy atmosphere in the village.”

When I was in Linxiu Village, I also encountered heavy fog, but the feeling of crossing the mountain fog was moist and refreshing, not this kind of shivering dampness.

This kind of fog has only been seen in the cemetery last time, and this place is obviously a village, so how can there be such a heavy fog?
"Well, I found it before entering the stronghold." Liu Wangzhi's eyes wandered below, with no emotion on his face, "If that thing is here, it's normal."

"Huh? What you said...is it what you're looking for?" I was a little surprised, it seemed that what the snake was looking for was really unusual.

Liu Wangzhi didn't answer my words, stopped in mid-air and checked carefully, then seemed to find a target, suddenly hugged me and fell to a low place.

The quiet courtyard is located in the southwest corner of Wujiazhai, with black tiles and white walls, which is the same style as the turrets in the village.

A black wooden plaque was hung on the door frame, with the four characters "Wu Family Ancestral Hall" written on it.Looking into the yard from outside the door, there are white lanterns of the kind I saw before hanging under all the eaves. At this time, the lanterns are lit, and the dim candlelight illuminates the dark yard half-brightly, and the hazy light instead It seemed that the whole courtyard was gloomy, and it seemed inexplicably permeating.

I followed Liu Huangzhi into the courtyard, the door and windows of the room facing the gate were open, looking in through the faint light that seemed to be there, I saw white silk and black offerings in the room, and offerings on the table burning incense , apparently a mourning hall in the process of mourning.

I don't understand why Liu Wangzhi came to this kind of place to look for things, and what else can he look for in this kind of place?
I wanted to ask him side-by-side, but I saw his eyes suddenly fell on the center of the dark mourning hall, the silent peach blossom pool was obviously lit up, and then suddenly flashed into the room in the next second, standing in the room with a long body next to the mouth of the coffin.

I was stunned for a moment, what is this snake doing, isn't it trying to lift someone's coffin...?
Although I didn't really want to enter other people's mourning halls, I breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly towards him. As soon as I entered the door, I immediately smelled a strong smell of decay.

This smell is very strange, like the old wood is moldy, mixed with the smell of rotting acacia flowers, and what is hard to ignore is the strong rust smell in the middle.

"What is this smell? It smells so bad." I covered my nose, my brows were wrinkled together by the smell.

Originally wanted to go to Liu Wangzhi's side to inhale his body fragrance for a breath, but suddenly found that he was silent, his eyes like a deep pool fell on the coffin in front of him, his face was frighteningly cold.

It was a huge wooden coffin, the two ends of the coffin lid were tilted up, and the intricate patterns carved on it could be vaguely seen.The color of the coffin was very dark, but it was not pure black when I looked closely. I took out my mobile phone to take a picture, only to find that the wood color of the whole coffin was actually a blood-dark red.

I put away my phone and lowered my head to sniff again. I was basically sure that the strange smell came from the top of the coffin.

"Liu Wangzhi...don't say anything..." I lowered my voice, hooked his little finger and shook it lightly, "There seems to be something wrong with this coffin..."

Liu Wangzhi withdrew his hand from me silently, his expression was indifferent, and after a moment of silence, he opened his thin lips lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Well, the yin energy you mentioned before is the result of this coffin. out."

Seeing that he was finally willing to speak, I hurriedly asked again: "And the smell on the coffin, besides the original smell of wood, do you think it smells a bit like... blood?"

"It's indeed blood." His eyes were watery, and his white and slender hands rested on the lid of the coffin, "This is not an ordinary coffin, this is... a coffin of blood."

(End of this chapter)