Jiao Luan

Chapter 205
"Oh, Miss Qiaorong, is it burning?" Mother Liu quickly squatted down to clean it up.

At this time, Qiaorong was already chilling all over, her hands and feet were cold, regardless of the splashed wet trouser legs, she squatted down and grabbed Mama Liu's hand: "Mother Liu, what did you say just now?"

Qiaorong's grasp, because of nervousness and fright, she used too much strength, and Liu's mother was in pain, she hurriedly threw it away, and said dissatisfiedly: "Miss Qiaorong, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Qiaorong come back to her senses, and stuffed another piece of silver, forced a smile and said, "I'm timid, thanks to Mama Liu for reminding me. Mama Liu, please explain to me carefully."

Mother Liu swept the broken bowls on the ground aside, because she had money again, the dissatisfaction with Qiaorong just now disappeared, and she immediately opened up the conversation: "It's just that the young masters and girls went up the mountain yesterday, didn't they meet you?" A woman who died in childbirth? Let me tell you, this kind of woman who died in childbirth is very vicious because she is unwilling and misses the child in her womb.

Qiaorong's lips were bloodless, and she murmured: "Then, then she came back with the third girl?"

Liu's mother curled her lips and smiled: "Isn't that right, who asked the third girl to deliver her baby. Fortunately, our third girl is doing good deeds. Although the woman's ghost followed, it was only because of the heavy Yin that made the third girl feel uncomfortable. If you want me to tell you, that ghost is also a fool, why should you follow our third girl, if you follow, you should also follow her man!"

"Follow her man?" Qiaorong couldn't even roll her eyes, and repeated Mama Liu's words in a daze.

Mother Liu was talking about her excitement, but she noticed that Qiaorong's expression was not right, she nodded vigorously and said, "That's not it. That man cut open his wife's stomach to extort money, isn't it a big crime? As long as the dead ghost doesn't You fool, you should know who to seek revenge for, what kind of trouble did you come to our house for!"

"Would she really know?" Qiaorong shuddered.

Even though he was in the kitchen at this time, because several stoves had been turned off, Qiaorong felt a little cold for no reason, and subconsciously tightened his clothes.

Mother Liu was beaming as she spoke, she took out a handful of melon seeds from which pocket she ate, and spit them out.

Seeing Qiaorong frightened like this, ghost story tellers have an unspeakable sense of satisfaction, and Mama Liu is no exception, she speaks more vigorously: "Of course I know, as the saying goes, there is a grievance and a debt. Lord! If you want me to tell you, those people in the house are spreading nonsense."

Qiaorong's eyes lit up, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw: "Mother Liu, why are you talking nonsense?"

She patted her chest: "It scared me to death. Actually, there is no such thing, right? The third girl is just sick."

"No." Mama Liu vomited forcefully, and the melon seed shell almost flew onto Qiaorong's face.

Qiaorong didn't even have the intention of avoiding it, she was already fixed by the word "no".

I heard Mother Liu say: "I mean, the dead ghost came to our house, in fact, he wanted to see where the savior lived, and he might repay the third girl in the future. It's just because the ghost is so vicious. The third girl, a little girl, got sick because she couldn't hold the Yin spirit close to her. Look, the third girl will recover from her illness soon, and at that time, the dead ghost must have gone back to settle accounts with her man!"

"Ah—" Qiao Rong couldn't bear it any longer and screamed.

Mother Liu was startled, and then laughed: "Miss Qiaorong, you are the first one to be scared like this, no wonder you say you are timid. Don't be afraid, the third lady is kind to that dead ghost, and there is no one in our house. People do bad things, just listen to it and forget about it, don’t take it to heart.”

But Qiaorong was already flustered, she stood up and rushed out the door, muttering to herself while running: "There is a wronged person and a debtor, she will come to settle the score, she will come to settle the score..."

"Hey, Miss Qiaorong, don't you want the mung bean soup?" Liu's mother shouted at the door, turned around and shook her head, muttering, "You're so timid!"

After a while, there was another movement at the door, so startled that Madam Liu turned around immediately, seeing that it was Qiaorong standing there, she breathed a sigh of relief, and complained: "Miss Qiaorong, you suddenly turned back, you are really scared." I jump."

In the night, Qiaorong's handsome face was as white as snow, and her smile looked a bit bleak: "Mother Liu, I forgot to take the mung bean soup."

"Let me just say, the master's work is not done, and he should be punished when he goes back. Miss Qiaorong, this time I have to take care of it."

"I know." Qiaorong didn't have the strength to say more, and walked into the night with the food box.

At this moment, the uncle's house has already turned on the lights, because it is not completely dark, but it is not bright enough.

Qiaorong was walking on the way back, she felt the shadows of flowers and trees swaying like ghosts, which made her scalp numb.

She couldn't help speeding up her pace, not caring whether the mung bean soup in the food box would spill out.

When passing the garden, the flowers and trees become more luxuriant, and some sections of the road are covered by tall trees, and even the lights can only penetrate sparsely, the light and shadow are mottled, and people's hearts are floating.

Every time Qiaorong took a step, she couldn't help but look around, walking and suddenly felt a black shadow in front of her still not moving, she couldn't help being horrified.

But this road is the only way to go back to Suiyuju, if it takes a long way, she will not dare.

Qiaorong held her breath, moved forward step by step, stared at it with wide eyes, so that if she felt something was wrong, she would run away immediately.

When she got closer, she realized that it was just a tree as tall as a person, and somehow withered. This spring day, there were no buds and branches, only bare branches, which looked like human arms from a distance. No wonder That glance just now made her break out in cold sweat.

"It's okay, it's okay, I really scared myself." Qiao Rong patted her chest.

As soon as the words fell, her eyes suddenly became straight.

Not far behind this half-dead tree, there was a person standing silently. Through the dim light, one could clearly see that it was a woman dressed as a woman, but her hair was disheveled and disheveled, covering her face.

And the most conspicuous thing was the woman wearing a bright red skirt.

Qiaorong stared at the woman blankly, trying to run wildly, but her legs were too weak to stand up, so she could only stay where she was.

Then, she saw the woman suddenly raised her hand and slowly brushed away the long hair hanging in front of her.

The light was too dim, she could only see the woman's bright red lips, and then the woman floated away, leaving only the rustling of the grass and trees.

At that moment, there was a faint strange smell.

Qiaorong sniffed her nose subconsciously, and suddenly realized what the smell was.

That's the smell of blood!

She suddenly understood why the woman was wearing a bright red skirt.

Well, where is the red skirt, it is clearly the blood of the woman who died of dystocia that dyed the skirt red!

"Ah——" the food box fell to the ground, Qiaorong didn't even care to pick it up, and ran away with her head buried.

"Why did you become like this?" After Qiaorong appeared in front of Cheng Yao, Cheng Yao couldn't help frowning when she saw her appearance.

Qiaorong came in after calming down outside the door, at this moment she finally found her voice: "Miss, I'm sorry, maid...Maid fell down..."

Cheng Yao frowned: "So, the mung bean soup didn't come back?"

Qiaorong lowered her head, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Yes..."

If the girl asked her to go back to the big kitchen to serve, she would rather die!
Cheng Yao's temples were throbbing, and she felt that today was particularly unlucky. Since she returned home, everything was not going her way, she couldn't help turning cold, and impatiently waved her hands and said, "Okay, you step back, you don't need to keep watch tonight, call the waiter book."

"Yes, thank you girl for your tolerance!" Qiaorong was so frightened that she didn't want to stay with Cheng Yao any longer, so she hurriedly retreated and hid in her room.

At night, when she was drowsy, she suddenly heard someone knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)