I light incense to worship the gods

Chapter 92
If the aura outside was cutting my skin like a razor blade, then the aura inside the room was simply too cold.

It seemed like someone had tampered with the feng shui of his family.

I endured the pain, entered the room, walked around, and finally saw the photo on the table.

When I took a look, this was really Liu Erniang.

I quickly turned around and asked, "Uncle, is this person your wife?"

When the man saw me pointing at the photo, he became irritated and immediately threw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, "No."

With a bang, broken glass from the wine bottle flew everywhere, and I instinctively protected Feng Hua.

And my two immortal guardians came in handy at this moment. Although the fragments were very close to me, none of them flew to me. They all flew to the man.

The man's legs and body immediately had a few more red ones.

Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol, but he didn't seem to feel it.

"Uncle, we don't mean anything, we just... just saw her." Feng Hua said in a soft voice, seeming to be very frightened, "We saw her."

After hearing this, the man burst into laughter and said, "Xiao Nizi, you think I drank too much and people are dead. Where did you go to see me?"

"Uncle, I really saw it. That's why I found you." Feng Hua hid behind me and continued.

The man's body trembled and he took a few steps back, finally regaining his balance.

"Uncle, can you tell us who this person is? Who are you?" Feng Hua said.

The man calmed down and said, "Her name is Liu Ling. Because she is the second oldest child in the family, everyone calls her Er Niang."

Sure enough, her surname was Liu. I thought to myself that it seemed that Liu Erniang had misremembered her last name.

But Grandpa Liu said that the case has not been solved and no one has been found yet. How did he know that Liu Erniang was dead?Could he be the murderer?
As soon as I had this idea, Huang Kuairan came over, "He didn't kill him. I just asked about your ancestors."

You may all be curious as to why Huang Kuaipan is the one who comes to message me every time.

In fact, it's because Huang Xian is lively and fast, and Huang Kuaipao knows by his name that he is the best here, so it is ideal for him to deliver the message.

Knowing that he was not the one who killed Liu Erniang, I felt relieved and chatted with him for a few more words.

"How did she die?" I asked.

The man's eyes were dazed, "My name is Wang Chao, and I am her lover."

As soon as I heard that they were lovers, I couldn't calm down anymore.Isn't this Lao Wang next door?
I didn't expect Liu Erniang to have such a romantic history.

"She grew up with me, we were childhood sweethearts, but my family was poor. Her parents looked down on me, so they married her to Zhao Bo, a carpenter in the west end of the village. But Zhao Bo was not good to her and often beat her. She thought that as long as she was pregnant, Zhao Bo would treat her better, but when she was really pregnant, Zhao Bo almost gave her an abortion. When she gave birth to the baby, she almost died from dystocia, but Zhao Bo's family He also asked her to give birth naturally, saying it was good for the child and didn’t care whether she lived or died.”

When he said this, Wang Chao clenched his fists, very excited, with a trace of hatred in his eyes, "I want to kill him, you know? But Er Niang still had illusions about Zhao Bo. Until the child 3 At the age of [-], Zhao Bo started to beat her every day again, and he would hit her whenever she didn't go his way. Er Niang had no choice but to come to me every time she was beaten. Because her family valued boys over girls, and they all thought that marrying off It would be very shameful for a daughter to throw water away and go back to her parents' home after being aggrieved. Moreover, Zhao Bo's family is a carpenter and he also has some wealth in our village. Her parents will not treat her and have always asked her to endure this. After a while, Er Niang and I rekindled our old relationship, and that’s fine."

Feng Hua and I felt this was quite poignant after listening to it.Although the lover thing is not good, if what Wang Chao said is true, then Erniang is really miserable.Under such circumstances, it is understandable to place hope in one's childhood sweetheart.

"And then?" I asked.

Wang Chao looked at me with red eyes, "Later, I promised her that I would go to the city to work and come back to pick up her and the child when I was stable. But when I came back, my second mother disappeared."

"How long has she been missing?" I asked. "She has been missing for seven or eight years. When she disappeared, she was 37 or 45 years old, and now we are all [-]." Wang Chao said with a wry smile, "Time flies so fast, it has been seven or eight years."

"Then why do you say she is dead?"

I have always been puzzled that Wang Chao knew about her death.

Wang Chao was startled, "I guess, Zhao Bo loves to hit people so much, so it's normal to beat her to death."

"Is it impossible that Liu Ling ran away because she couldn't stand being beaten?" Feng Hua asked weakly.

Wang Chao shook his head, "No, she won't leave the child alone in Zhao's house, she won't let it go."

I thought for a while, "Uncle Wang, can I visit Liu Ling's parents?"

Wang Chao shook his head and smiled bitterly again, "The old people are all gone. When they traveled to Sichuan last year, they encountered an earthquake and they all died."

I feel very uncomfortable about Liu Ling. If this is really the case, she is really pitiful.

We chatted with Wang Chao for a few more words and then left.

After walking out of the large wooden door, the chaotic aura around him disappeared.I looked back and saw that there seemed to be a sickle-like aura lingering around the roof of his house.

I seemed to have the answer in my mind, so Feng Hua and I immediately found Zhao Bo's house in the west.

Zhao Bo's family is indeed considered a relatively wealthy family in the local area.

Our home is a two-story building, which is like a mansion in our rural area.

The main entrance is a large black iron gate, surrounded by a yard surrounded by red brick walls. The garden in the yard is more than 100 square meters.

We struggled for a while, and just as we were about to knock on the door, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old rushed out of the door. It looked like he was about the same age as us.

When I saw him, I seemed to see Liu Ling and Liu Erniang.

"Little handsome boy, what's your name?" I walked over and asked.

The boy's eyes were gloomy. He tilted his head and looked at us for a while, then said in a low voice, "My name is Zhao Lingling. The Ling of Wang Jialing."

Feng Hua and I looked at each other. This name is arbitrary. A boy is given a girl’s name and named after his mother. This is very bad according to the naming rules. It will conflict with...

I suddenly realized something, maybe it was just to confront Liu Ling.

"Excuse me, is your father at home?" I asked.

Zhao Lingling nodded and pointed to the room, "My dad is at home, and my stepmother is too."

"Can you take us in?" I asked softly. In addition, I have been growing my hair now. My hair is basically shoulder-length now. I tied it in a ponytail today, so I look very young, but I have a few hairs. A popular image of a good girl.

Not to mention Feng Hua, with his big eyes and small but graceful figure, he looks like a good person no matter how he looks.

So Zhao Lingling took us into the house.

(End of this chapter)