Heir to the Celestial Master

Chapter 5: Baby Don't Cry
Everything in front of me has returned to its original state. The ancient buildings exude the loneliness of the night, mixed with the dampness of the ancient houses.It was no different from usual, but the night was darker, the dew was heavier, and the cold air rushed towards Lan Weiwei like a blowout.

In an instant, the air seemed to stagnate, and a woman came from the corridor, just like the one I saw at the wedding.I don't know what it means that Alan has been wearing the long wedding dress on the wedding day. It is clear that the person on the wedding day is not her.

Lan Weiwei shook her head, how could she be so sure that the woman walking slowly was not the bride, maybe it was her intuition, her intuition was always accurate.

A whimper came down the long corridor, Lan Weiwei slowly backed away, leaning against the cold wall to feel at ease.

Lan Weiwei calmed down, coughed and cleared her throat: "What unfulfilled last wish do you have? I will come here for the last time. If Zhao Tong hadn't been thinking about the ancient house of his ancestors, I'm afraid you would have died out of your wits. Now, I understand what you mean, let me ask one last time, what do you have to say, what are you willing to say, you have disappeared in the cycle of heaven and earth, and no matter how much trouble you make, you will not be able to find your true life."

"Also, if Zhao Tong brings Zhao Lian back tomorrow, the seal will be made again, which is probably not what you want to see."

Lan Weiwei said it easily, but she didn't know that the hand behind her was almost pinched into the flesh. She didn't have any magic skills, and the blood dripping into the air could only be controlled for a while. The widow in my mind.

The wind stopped in an instant, and the bright red blood that was about to flow to her feet also stopped, and did not flow towards Lan Weiwei, and she was also relieved.

The old-fashioned oil lamps that had been shaking suddenly exploded one by one, and the whole Zhao family's ancient house was bright as day in an instant, illuminating Lan Weiwei's pale face, and she also saw clearly Alan who had been revealing some secrets to her before. .

The blood stains on Alan's face faded away. Although his face was not as dignified and gentle as when he got married, it was no longer like the fierce and feminine face he had towards Zhao Tong when he first came here.

After becoming A Piao, it seems that her memory is a little messed up. Alan stumbles when he speaks, and Lan Weiwei struggles to discern.

After sorting out the thoughts in her mind, Lan Weiwei asked: "You said that you are actually Zhao Lian's wife, and the so-called bride is only your cousin Zhao Mei."

This is a lot of information, no wonder they look so similar, if Lan Weiwei would admit it.

Alan ignored Lan Weiwei at all, and floated in the yard on his own, his face seemed happy but not happy, struggling with conflicts: "Alian and I grew up together."

Hearing the beginning, Lan Weiwei wanted to be quiet, Zhao Tong is a good liar, and he promised to rob Alan by force, how could this be a green plum?
"I never thought of becoming a husband and wife with Zhao Lian. It's a shame that Zhao Mei wants to marry Zhao Lian."

The first sentence was obviously tender and sweet, but the latter began to hate Zhao Lian and Zhao Mei, and Lan Weiwei was very entangled.

Lan Weiwei expressed doubts, Zhao Lian is not outstanding in appearance, can he confuse two women at the same time?It seems that what Alan said also needs to be considered.

It seems that all the contradictions and doubts can't be stuck together. Lan Weiwei feels that it is more troublesome than a detective movie. Besides, she doesn't have the brain of a detective, nor does she have the magic skills of her mother Lan, so the pressure is huge in an instant.

When Alan talked about Zhao Mei, his eyes suddenly seemed to be a different person, and the whole person began to soak in suicide again, and slowly became blood-red, covering the blue and blue eye sockets, and the whole world was red, especially Alan's face was full of red. red tears of blood.

"Hehe, I didn't have a child later, how could I make her wish come true, I let her child stay with me day and night, you see, in that house, I let her son, in ten years They all call me mother, hehe, how wonderful, I have no children, that vicious woman, she deserves it, how good it is that she died, hehe!!!”

Alan drifted farther and farther, and walked to a courtyard in the corner.

Lan Weiwei was even more frightened, she was walking in the yard where she was alive, it was right for her to let the children in the yard call her mother, it was her own.

Could it be that the more Lan Weiwei thought about it, the more she became furious, and instantly wanted to turn over the yellow Taoist robe inside, but after turning it over, Alan might be startled away in an instant, and all this did not have the result she wanted.

Along the way, Lan Weiwei didn't look sideways. Of course, there were a few more handsome young men who were waving folding fans and dancing robes. She still secretly took a few glances. Lan Weiwei appreciates the long hair, which is still very old-fashioned, but she has not forgotten the serious business and continues to follow Alan.

Alan's yard has not been inhabited for a long time, and after Alan walked in, it changed instantly.Lan Weiwei felt like entering another space.

With the rustling of autumn leaves, Lan Weiwei entered a room that seemed to be inhabited from time to time. She calmed down and forced herself to tell herself that it was an illusion.

The small courtyard, which has not been lived in for a long time, has gained some popularity after Alan walked in. Looking at the uninhabited consciousness floating around, Lan Weiwei can't be called A Piao at all, but it also seems that the courtyard is no longer so dilapidated.

Alan called out to the little boy, and after a while a little boy with a thong tied up ran over with his round black eyes, stood in front of Alan, lowered his head and moved his lips but made no sound.

Lan Weiwei felt a little different, not only the strange posture of little Ah Piao, but also the warm expression on Alan's face, but the cold expression in his eyes, all reflected different information to Lan Weiwei.

Alan and the child made out for a while, and then said to himself: "My son is almost ten years old, and Alan still hasn't come to see us. Tell me, will he forget it?"

Lan Weiwei almost didn't come up, she didn't remember that she was dead, besides, Zhao Lian was not strong.her.Now Zhao Lian is actually asked to come back to visit her two mothers.Lan Weiwei wondered what went wrong. She felt that she had just solved a mystery, and things seemed to have become more complicated.

Alan carried his son in his arms and continued to float around in the yard. Later, the voice became more and more sharp, and gradually threatened to lose control. The whole small courtyard was full of loud voices like thunder, and there was nothing more than one sentence, why didn't Zhao Lian come? , like suddenly becoming another person, full of madness and stubbornness.

Lan Weiwei was also thinking, why didn't Zhao Lian come, Alan and his wife are gone, so they should go to the old house to pay respects from time to time, but Zhao Tong said that after Alan left, he never came here once.

There was a lot of wind in the yard, Lan Weiwei didn't dare to stay any longer, and Alan was still hoarse. For the time being, it seems that she is not in danger yet.

Just when she was about to exit the small courtyard, she suddenly saw tears of blood dripping from Alan's eyes, and his whole body was gradually overflowing with blood. The whole ancient house was filled with blood mist, and Alan was holding a child in his arms, crying softly , Lan Weiwei suddenly softened, and ran behind a tree to observe the situation.

Alan heard the cry of the child, and gradually calmed down: "Baby don't cry, baby don't cry, mom is here."

Little Ah Piao was crying all the time. Hearing Alan's voice, the crying sound became even more tragic: "You are not my mother, my mother died long ago, woo woo woo!"

In an instant, Lan Weiwei was like five thunderclaps, and she knew what had been feeling weird all along.

(End of this chapter)