Heir to the Celestial Master

Chapter 4 Can predict the future, but can't do much

Alan didn't care at all, most of the people here were her good friends, and Zhao's family seemed to be very few.Zhao Tong walked away, and the Zhao family almost dispersed.

The entire ancient house exudes a deathly silence. Lan Weiwei can't help but follow their footsteps, and goes to the new house to peek. It's not that she is not afraid of the eye of a needle, but she is too curious. What happened to Alan? Such an earth-shaking change ended up in a bloody collapse.

Lan Weiwei was excited to see it, but the two of them were just caressing in the room, without any real progress.

The dazzling red light above his head was suddenly covered by a shadow, Lan Weiwei looked up, hey, it was actually another Alan.Her hair shone like a waterfall with black reflections, Lan Weiwei was stunned for a moment, what was going on, could it be her dazzled eyes.

Knowing that everything in front of her was false, she stepped back.The same white veil skirt trailed on the ground in the blue-black marble corridor, and the veil held a flower bud, like a delicate peony flower, very suitable for the occasion and very dignified and beautiful. Who is the bride in the movie.

Lan Weiwei felt as if she had walked into a cloud of fog, but there was a lot of red light but she couldn't see it to the bottom. She could only watch all this cautiously, responding to all changes with the same.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and there were only a few red lights flickering in the corridor, shining with inexplicable light, which looked strange and mysterious.

Lan Weiwei was waiting patiently, waiting for the woman by the window to make a move.

Her legs were stiff, so she squatted on the door rail, holding her chin.

Looking closely at the two Alans, they really look alike, but the woman guarding the door is extremely dignified, but when she looks up, her face is full of sadness, while the bride in the room is full of love.

Finally, after everyone dispersed, Alan outside the door couldn't bear to push the door open.It was finally time for Lan Weiwei to feel ashamed. The people in the room were having a bridal chamber. At the most critical moment, someone forcibly opened the door and interrupted it.

Lan Weiwei spread two fingers, hid behind the door, stretched out her head to look, meditating, she couldn't see me, she couldn't see me.

Lan Weiwei realized that she was in a special space, like time refraction, and it seemed that someone deliberately let her see all this.

Intentionally let her see that things seem to have turned around, and she will not give up any details.The Lan family had never brought her to these supernatural places, and she had only seen those guests in the Blue Flower Inn telling them about it. Now that she came to the Zhao family's old house, although she was afraid, her curiosity still prevailed.

The three people in the new house were very emotional. Alan, the bride who was in the middle, suddenly knelt down and begged Alan bitterly.Alan was unmoved, and Lan Weiwei stood outside, as if separated by a layer of emptiness, only seeing the image but not hearing the sound, so anxious that her whole body almost lay on the door frame.

Alan's dignified appearance suddenly seemed to go crazy, and the despair in his eyes pierced into people's hearts, tearing at Zhao Lian.Zhao Lian was in a dilemma as he looked at Alan, the bride who was underground, and Alan who was tearing him apart.

Alan took two steps back, as if she had made an important decision, and suddenly pushed Zhao Lian away, cursing something angrily in her mouth, but she couldn't hear her, only felt that when she said the words, the whole room was blown by a strong wind, As if the opening of the wind tunnel had been torn open, the chilly wind rushed towards Lan Weiwei who was behind her. She was a little creepy, and silently took a few steps back.

Zhao Lian squatted on the stool decadently, nodded his head, as if in agreement, although the bride Alan's face was full of bitterness, but there was a skyrocketing smile in his eyes, and he kept covering his mouth and snickering, but the two people in the room They were all talking to each other without paying attention.

After reaching an agreement unknown to Lan Weiwei, the scene suddenly changed.

It is no longer the red cloth covering the eyes, but the bright red silk and satin, but the autumn wind is blowing up, and Lan Weiwei walks over in another small courtyard.It turned out that Alan was already three months pregnant and was doing exercises back and forth in the yard.

At this time, Alan's original melancholy is no longer there, only the expectation of the unborn child in her belly, her face is full of maternal love, if there is no Zhao Lian's later indifference, Lan Weiwei must think that she is very happy.

Walking around in circles, circling around in the small yard, Alan kept stroking her unprotruded belly, Lan Weiwei felt that she was not hugging her stomach, but the hope of the whole future, working hard like a weed want to survive.

Lan Weiwei inexplicably felt a burst of sadness, she had been watching silently by the side, and had never seen Zhao Lian come once.The wordless depression melts into the whole picture and presents to Lan Weiwei, like a flower that is about to decay or a withered grass, she feels the same deeply, predicting the future, but can't do anything.

The air seemed to be squeezed, and the whole painting style changed imperceptibly, and then turned to a late night, when suddenly Alan's room was full of voices, and it was really about to give birth.No, the voice was wrong, and the expressions of the relatives who had been waiting by the side were also wrong. It was actually the day of the blood collapse that Zhao Tong was talking about.

At first everyone thought it was really going to give birth, although the month was wrong, but seeing the amniotic fluid under Alan's body breaking badly, and preparing two older women to enter the room to deliver the baby, Alan screamed more and more loudly, and then realized When things got a little serious, the people in a circle rushed the person to the hospital.

But it was too late. Before Alan was carried into the ambulance or left the room, Alan began to bleed profusely.

Like a river of blood flowing beneath Alan's body, balls of amniotic fluid mixed with blood-colored sewage flowed out of his breasts, and the women who were carrying them were so frightened that they almost threw Alan down on the spot.

Everyone couldn't bear to look at it, but Alan passed out when he felt his stomach was empty.

Lan Weiwei almost vomited out, this is not a hemorrhage, it is clear that the pre-term baby was completely knocked out, and the vagina flowed out, this is not a dystocia at all, but a vicious method or poison.

The entire yard was in chaos, with the sound of 120 sirens and the noise of the crowd, like a big stage.

But it wasn't a drama, Lan Weiwei knew that what she was watching was something that actually happened ten years ago.

Enduring retching in her stomach, Lan Weiwei looked at the bride Alan in a certain corner, her eyes shot at Alan like needles.Lan Weiwei only felt that a cheerful smile flashed across her face, if Lan Weiwei hadn't been staring at her all the time, she would have thought it was her eyesight.

When she turned around, Lan Weiwei saw clearly that her stomach was also slightly rising and falling, and it turned out to be six or seven months old.

For a moment, there was lightning and thunder, and a string in Lan Weiwei's mind was tensed. Everything that seemed to be tightly fastened was suddenly gently brushed by a pair of hands, and she gradually returned to reality.

Bloodstained, Alan, or the bride Alan were all gone, only Lan Weiwei was lost in thoughts about the whole thing.

Apparently Alan was pregnant first, and the bride Alan was pregnant later, but when Alan was about to give birth, she suffered a blood collapse.Lan Weiwei trembled again, did that mean that Alan would die on the spot after he collapsed.

Lan Weiwei felt waves of coldness coming over her.Not her body, but the surrounding temperature did drop.

The blood under her feet slowly spread to her insteps, and Lan Weiwei hopped her feet, she was most afraid that these were not photos of real blood, they were bright red, as if a vein had just been cut and flowed down, splashing on the surroundings where she was standing.

Lan Weiwei wrapped the towel tightly around her body, she didn't want to run naked in the next time.

(End of this chapter)