Concubine

Chapter 156 Two Possibilities
No one is inside.Taking advantage of the light coming in from the hole in the torn window, Yang Qiuchi walked in slowly.

This is a bedroom, with a dresser by the window, and a large bronze mirror in the middle, reflecting cold light.

There is a rocking chair in the next one, and a small coffee table next to it.

There is a big bed in the back, which is the kind of antique big wooden bed with carved wooden railings.The tent hangs low, blocking it tightly.Beside the bed stood a small baby cradle covered with a black cloth.

A thought suddenly popped up in Yang Qiuchi's heart, there must be a baby lying in the cradle, and he could imagine the baby's chubby face.He's going to have a look.

Slowly groping to the side of the cradle, he reached out and grabbed a corner of the black cloth, and pulled it violently.

With a huff, a black shadow rushed out, which made Yang Qiuchi yell in fright, and hurriedly avoided it.

The black shadow fell to the ground and stopped, then moved slowly again without making any sound.Then it floated up to the dressing table and stopped, "Meow~!" The black shadow uttered a cry, it turned out to be a black cat.

Yang Qiuchi breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered that the old people said that seeing a cat in an unclean place is very evil.Ghosts of dead people will haunt cats.

Yang Qiuchi is a forensic doctor. He deals with corpses all day long. He often studies the organs of the human body taken out by himself in the dissecting room of the mortuary. On the dissecting table next to him are the empty shells of corpses that have been emptied of their internal organs. , There are still some corpses in the morgue outside.

He lived among the dead, so he was never afraid of the dead. It was normal for him to look at the dead like flowers and plants, and he wondered why other people were afraid.

But tonight was different, what he saw was not a dead body, but a woman, a woman hiding in the haunted attic crying, a woman floating in mid-air without legs but smiling at him.

And, it's not a dream.

He really felt fear. This fear did not come from the dead, but from death.

He stared at the cat, but the cat stood there motionless like a statue.

Yang Qiuchi decided not to care about it, he turned around and looked at the large carved sandalwood bed that was blocked by the wei tent.It seems that he has seen the brocade quilt in the wei tent, and the woman in white is lying just now, with her long hair scattered on the pillow.

What happened just now was too spooky, Yang Qiuchi decided to find out.

He whispered a mantra in his mouth, made a seal with his right hand, stretched out his left hand, grabbed the tent, and pulled it violently.A French seal hit the past.

He was looking forward to a burst of flames like in the movie, and the ghost inside screamed and disappeared.However, there was no sound inside.It's too dark to see clearly.

Yang Qiuchi looked over and saw that there were no ghosts or women on the bed. It was an empty bed with a neatly folded quilt on the back and a pair of pillows at the head of the bed, which were also neatly arranged, like a pair side by side. Mandarin ducks snuggling up.

Just to scare himself, Yang Qiuchi cursed secretly, put down the curtain, turned to go out, the black cat on the dresser suddenly meowed, jumped down, and ran out the door like a stream of black smoke.

Standing in this dark and gloomy room, Yang Qiuchi always felt as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him coldly from behind.Looking back, there was nothing.

There is another room on the other side of the living room. Yang Qiuchi decided to check it out. If there is nothing there, he will go back.He never wanted to see that white-clothed woman floating in mid-air looking at him and smiling, no matter if she was a human or a ghost.

Yang Qiuchi lowered his head and explored the road, walked slowly out, crossed the threshold of the inner room, and came to the living room.

Suddenly, he froze. The door was closed at some point.Moonlight poured in coldly through the large and small holes in the door and window lattices, spreading white light all over the floor, dotted with stars, as if countless eyes were looking at him.

Before Yang Qiuchi could figure out who closed the door, he noticed something was wrong in the corner of his eyes. He turned his head to look, and suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the beam in the middle of the living room, and the hairs all over his body stood on end—— On the beam of the house, there was a person hanging, dressed in white and skirt, with his head drooping, with a pale face, his eyes were staring at him, giggling!
Yang Qiuchi yelled in fright, backed up a few steps with stiff hands and feet, slammed on the threshold, fell down, hit the back of his head heavily on a hard object, and fainted immediately.

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"Husband~! Husband~!" Feng Xiaoxue called out in tears.

Head hurts!Yang Qiuchi slowly opened his eyes, what a dazzling light!
Yang Qiuchi quickly closed his eyes again.

"Brother~! You're awake, that's great!" It was the crazy girl Song Yuner's cry of surprise.

"Son~!" Mother Yang cried.

Where am I?Yang Qiuchi tried hard to remember, his head hurts!

Yang Qiuchi raised his hand to cover his forehead, slowly opened his eyes, gradually adapted to the glare of the light, and let go of his hand.

It was already daylight, and there were people all around.Old Mrs. Yang, his wives, concubines, children, housekeeper and others surrounded him, and Song Zhixian and Nan Gongxiong and other guards were also beside him.

Feng Xiaoxue knelt beside Yang Qiuchi and hugged his head, her face full of tears, seeing Yang Qiuchi wake up, she exclaimed happily: "Husband~!" Wiping away tears, "How do you feel?"

"My head hurts, where am I?" Yang Qiuchi struggled to sit up.Song Yun'er was squatting on the other side of him, seeing this, she quickly helped Feng Xiaoxue to help him sit up, and said, "Brother, your head was broken and a lot of blood came out, of course it hurts."

Old Mr. Yang at the side let out a long sigh of relief: "Wake up, good, as long as Qiuchi is fine!"

Yang's mother also said happily: "Yes, thanks to the blessing of the ancestors." She looked at Yang Qiuchi lovingly with tears in her eyes: "My son, why did you come here? You are almost terrified of us!"

Yang Qiuchi looked around, he was still lying in the wing room on the second floor of the small attic.He hurriedly got up and looked into the living room. There was nothing on the beams, and the hanged woman in white who frightened him was gone.

Yang Qiuchi pointed to the beam, and asked suspiciously, "Where is that woman?"

"What woman?" Mother Yang asked.

"That woman in white who hanged on the beam? I saw it last night, and it's there!"

Everyone felt a chill.

Old Mrs. Yang forced a smile, coughed softly, and ordered the maids and servants to help Mr. Yang back to rest.

Yang Qiuchi pushed away the maids, turned to look at Old Mrs. Yang, and said, "Could it be that my eyes are dazzled? No, I saw it very clearly, and it wasn't a dream. I twisted my own, and it hurt so much. It was definitely real. of!"

Song Yun'er smiled and said, "Brother, look at how you made up your lies to look like the truth."

Knowing that this matter was very strange, Yang Qiuchi couldn't explain clearly, so he asked, "Yun'er, how did you find out that I'm here?"

Song Yun'er said: "When the sky was getting dark, I heard my sister-in-law calling your name in the corridor. I quickly got up and went out to ask, but my sister-in-law said you were missing. I couldn't find you anywhere."

"I panicked when I heard this, and I searched everywhere quickly, and then Mrs. Yang and the others got the news, and everyone searched separately, and finally found that the gate of the yard was open, and there were footprints in the snow. Followed upstairs, and saw you around Lying here with your feet upside down. Brother, what's wrong with you?" After thinking for a while, Song Yuner blinked and asked again, "Brother, are you really sleepwalking?"

Yang Qiuchi ignored her, this matter is too strange, you should think about it calmly.

Yang Qiuchi felt pain in the back of his head. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and found a small opening in his scalp, and his hair was soaked in blood, but now the wound has scabbed and stopped bleeding.

Turning around to look at the place where he was lying just now, he found a small bloodstain on the ground.It's a little strange, this is a wooden floor, at most it would be a big blow to the head, how could there be a hole, the head must have been knocked on some angular place.

Song Yuner saw Yang Qiuchi looking at the bloodstains on the ground and looking around, so she walked over and took a low stool from the side and handed it to Yang Qiuchi, saying, "Brother, are you looking for this? When we found you, your head Next to it is this low stool."

Yang Qiuchi took it over and took a look. Sure enough, there were fresh bloodstains on the side of the stool.It seemed that he was frightened by the hanged female ghost, and the back of his head hit the corner of the low stool, and he passed out.

A little girl glanced at the stool, and said in a trembling voice, "That's, that's the stool that the third young mistress hanged herself on when she hanged herself..."

Song Yuner shivered in fright, and said, "Don't be scary, okay? Who are you? How do you know?"

Mrs. Yang's second concubine, Mrs. Zhang, snorted: "She is Zhichun, the little maid of that coquettish fox who was hanged in this room. She was in the room when that coquettish fox was hanged. Of course I know."

Yang Qiuchi didn't like Zhang's tone of voice very much, so he stared at Zhang deliberately and said, "Aunt Zhang, I saw the coquettish fox Guo you mentioned last night," pointing to the beam in the living room, "she Just hang there!"

Mrs. Zhang was so frightened that she quickly turned her head to look at the beam of the room, and immediately recalled the scene of Mrs. Guo hanged in this room, and said with a forced smile, "Master Yang, you, don't scare me."

Song Yuner asked curiously: "Brother, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"I heard a woman crying in this small attic. I thought it was a clay doll. I came in to check and found a woman hanged on the beam in the living room."

Grandpa Yang's eldest son, Yang Qingshui, suddenly interjected and asked, "Cousin, did you really see a woman hanged on the beam in the living room?"

Yang Qiuchi said with certainty: "Yes, I can see clearly."

The young master Yang Qingshui's face turned pale, his lips were trembling and he was muttering something.

The maid Zhichun said in a trembling voice, "It must be the third aunt's ghost who has returned."

"Nonsense!" The original partner Pan's body was shaking with fat, and the oil powder on his face was shining white, "What ghost, how can there be a ghost? This rascal deserves it! Why didn't she come to me? If she dared to scare me , see if I don't scold her for being a bloody sprinkler!..."

Old Mrs. Yang frowned and interrupted her: "Okay! Why are you yelling! Lord Yang of Yangzhi County, Lord Song Tongzhi, and Lord Song are here. How can you make such a fuss!"

Only then did Pan stopped talking, and finally spat on the beam.

The second concubine, Mrs. Zhang, supported Old Master Yang's arm and said, "Oh, let me just say, some people just don't take our master seriously, so those adults are here, and they don't want to save face for the master. People are stealing jokes."

"What did you say?" The original partner, Mrs. Pan, was furious and shouted, "When is it your turn to speak? You bastard, coquettish fox, I'm going to tear your stinky mouth to pieces!" In the past, one hand grabbed my concubine Zhang's hair and pulled it back vigorously, while the other hand grabbed Zhang's face.

Zhang's body is petite, where is her opponent, she resisted desperately, but she couldn't resist, she could only protect her face.

Zhang's daughter, Yang Aixiao, hurried forward to protect her mother. She didn't dare to fight with her original partner, Pan, so she could only protect her mother's face with all her might, but she was also scratched several times.There was a sudden chaos in the room.

"That's enough!" Old Mr. Yang roared, "You guys have to fight outside! It's best if you kill me! I won't lose my face here!"

Only then did the three women stop, and Mrs. Zhang approached Mrs. Yang, sobbing, like a wounded kitten.Mrs. Yang waved her hand, knocking Mrs. Zhang down several steps.

Old Mrs. Yang shouted, "Get out! Get out of here, both of you!"

Seeing that Mrs. Yang was really angry, Steward Pang quickly persuaded the two wives away in a low voice.

This is their housework, Yang Qiuchi is not good to intervene, just stand on the sidelines, it seems that the relationship between Mrs. Yang's wives and concubines is not harmonious.

Yang Qiuchi looked at Fangliang again, the woman in white clothes he saw last night, could it be the concubine Guo who was hanged?Isn't she already dead?How could I see her?Are there really ghosts in this world?
Yang Qiuchi doesn't believe in ghosts, and it's impossible to believe in ghosts in their business. If he did, he would have been scared to death long ago.However, how to explain what I saw clearly last night?

Yang Qiuchi turned his head and looked at the oiled paper on the window lattice in the wing room, the big hole, and the piece of window paper hanging on the hole, which he tore off last night, all of which proved that it was not a dream.

But how can people float in the air?How could it move between the window and the door as fast as lightning in an instant?How could he hang himself on the beam of the living room outside while he was in the bedroom for a few minutes?How can you keep your eyes open and watch yourself laugh after being hanged with a rope around your neck?

Moreover, I don't understand spells at all, so it's even more strange to chant a spell and put a seal on it indiscriminately.

Although I can't explain what I saw last night, what I saw with my own eyes may not be true. It's like juggling. If you don't know the mystery, you will feel amazing.

There must be some mystery that he doesn't know. Yang Qiuchi estimated that there are two possibilities for this mystery. One is a martial arts master with high lightness kung fu, who comes and goes like the wind, hangs in the air, and pretends to be a ghost to scare himself; The first is that I have hallucinations.

For the first one, Yang Qiuchi thinks it is almost impossible. No matter how strong martial arts are, it cannot exceed the limitations of human physical conditions. For example, the speed of 9 meters is predicted by scientists. Will be overwhelmed and dismembered during the running process. Although this limit number may not be accurate, there must be a limit to the speed of human running, and it will never exceed the speed of light.

I just lowered my head and then raised it. In a second at most, the woman in white who was smiling behind the window had already arrived at the door and was floating in the air.Yang Qiuchi visually measured the distance from the window to the outside of the gate, and it was nearly 20 meters. Even if calculated according to the world record of [-] seconds, it was impossible to reach it in such a short time, and there was still a threshold. To suddenly achieve this speed from a stand still - simply unimaginable.

Of course, it is not ruled out that martial arts masters that I don't know have this kind of special function.However, this is beyond the scope of forensic science research.

Even if martial arts masters can achieve this, another problem is impossible for any martial arts master, that is, to be suspended in the air without the help of other things-the gravity of the earth exists for any human being, including the so-called Martial arts masters, no one can counteract gravity and reduce their weight out of thin air. This is against the laws of physics and is pseudoscience.

Martial arts are indeed wonderful, but no matter how wonderful martial arts are, they cannot violate the laws of nature, otherwise, they can only exist in the fantasy of martial arts novels, or they are magic tricks.

Yang Qiuchi is a forensic doctor, and forensic medicine pays attention to rational analysis. Therefore, Yang Qiuchi can't understand that the ghost-like woman he saw is a martial arts master, because her behavior violates the laws of nature.Unless it's a martial arts master who can juggle.

If this is the case, then it is even more strange, why is this martial arts master pretending to be a ghost to scare himself?It must not be to scare myself to death, otherwise it would not be clean to slap him to death, so what is it for?

A thought popped up in her heart, did she want to scare herself away?Why scare yourself away?Is it because you are afraid that you will discover some ulterior secret?Could it be that the third aunt Tai Guo was hanged, is there any hidden secret in it?

The second possibility that I encountered a ghost last night was that I had hallucinations and saw ghosts floating in the air.For this possibility, Yang Qiuchi still couldn't find a reasonable explanation for his hallucinations.

Feng Xiaoxue was terrified by the fact that Yang Qiuchi met a ghost and was injured. Even though it was broad daylight, she still felt chills all over in the small attic. Seeing Yang Qiuchi in a daze, she was even more worried, and took Yang Qiuchi's hand, Leaning close to his ear, he whispered, "Husband, I'm so scared, let's go back to Ningguo Mansion."

When Mother Yang heard Feng Xiaoxue's words, she was also very nervous and nodded in agreement.

Yang Qiuchi put his arms around Feng Xiaoxue's shoulders, and said in relief: "Don't be afraid, Xiaoxue, it's okay, there are so many of us here, ghosts can't bully us."

"Then you last night..."

"It was an accident. It won't happen tonight. If you don't feel relieved, just sit on the bed and watch me sleep, okay?"

Feng Xiaoxue smiled and nodded.

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