Heir to the Celestial Master

Chapter 8 Don't Catch My Mom
Zhao's old house.

In the middle of the night that night, with a scream, everyone who rushed over found that Zhao Lian had died unexplainedly, and Lan Weiwei realized that the situation was serious.

Zhao Lian died terribly, his stomach seemed to be torn apart by a sharp weapon, intestines, stomach and various liquids dripped all over the floor, many old people almost passed out when they came, and most of them went back to their homes in the middle of the night. I can't stand such a bloody scene.

Lan Weiwei felt that Zhao Lian's cause of death should not be said to be unknown, but premeditated. She felt that the target was once again directed at "Alan", but Lan Weiwei felt that it was inconceivable. Judging from the situation during the day, "Alan" It was full of admiration, admiration, Zhao Lian wished to give her his own life, but in the end, as she wished, both dead and dead were indeed lost.

Looking back yesterday, according to Lan Weiwei's observation, the bride Alan was also pregnant for several months, but no one noticed it, but there is another possibility, that is, after she got married, she was not in the Zhao family's old house at all, maybe it was Being raised outside by Zhao Lian, everyone always thought that there was only one Alan, and it was Alan who collapsed in the end.

Lan Weiwei became more and more sure of the facts she believed, but Alan had been dead for many years, was this female ghost who was not Alan or Zhao Mei at all the murderer of Zhao Lian?
Lan Weiwei grabbed Zhao Tong who was nervously arranging Zhao Lian's corpse with both hands, and asked quickly and anxiously: "Is it the day that Alan's blood collapsed, and there were other women in the old house who also had miscarriages? Tell me!"

Zhao Tong was taken aback by Lan Weiwei's repeated questions and drinks, but on the day of Zhao Lian's wedding, Zhao Tong left early with his second brother and his clansmen, so he didn't know about these things at all.

Amidst the noisy voices of many people, Lan Weiwei asked loudly several times before she stood up. An older woman, about 40 years old, hung down in fear under Lan Weiwei's ice-covered eyes. eyes.

"It's like this. Not long after Alan's blood collapsed, there was a woman staying in the guest room in the backyard. She may have been frightened that day, and the child disappeared immediately. She kept covering her face with gauze, saying that her face was scalded. However, we didn't care about it, so we asked them to go to the hospital together, after Alan's blood collapsed, no one mentioned it, and I didn't say it, does it matter, Master Lan Tian."

Lan Weiwei's heart is cold, and she feels the reincarnation of the world. After Alan's child was aborted, Zhao Mei's child was stillborn. Is everything really God's will.

Lan Weiwei looked around, there were still a few guards left in the ancient house, and they were all staying with the Patriarch of the Zhao family.

What does it matter, it has something to do with the six lives in the Zhao family's ancient house, hehe, how can she say it.

Lan Weiwei turned over the khaki robe, tied it tightly and put it on immediately, not caring that the Zhao family stared at her with a serious tone, the eyes seemed to have been carefully calculated, and stopped ten times in each corner, not more than once. There are quite a few, let’s go through them one by one.

"Listen to me, neither Alan nor Zhao Mei actually disappeared, but Zhao Mei's fortune is not good, and there are evil spirits. You must know Mr. Zhao, so I won't say much about it. Alan is pregnant with Zhao Lian's child. In fact, even if they get married, they will not succeed, because there is always a Zhao Mei between them, and sometimes fate cannot be avoided. Years of grievances have caused Zhao Mei and Alan's grievances to become one, so I saw the Alan in the wedding scene ten years ago yesterday is very different from the Alan today. It is to keep the ancestral hall well, this is the ancestral land of the Zhao family, she dare not be too presumptuous, Mr. Zhao, you remember, there is nothing important, don't go out, everything waits for me to come back."

After Lan Weiwei finished speaking, she ran out of the ancestral hall like a gust of wind, leaving behind Zhao Tong and a group of trembling Zhao family members, huddled together tightly, seeking the security that was about to be lost.

They didn't dare to call the police, even if they could save it for a while, they had already experienced this kind of bad luck ten years ago, and now they had to wait for the decision of fate again.

The outside was already full of blood, and Lan Weiwei just walked out, her body was full of moxibustion fever, she presumably broke some kind of boundary, her eyes were still blood red, and she couldn't see any light and shadow clearly in her sight.

The old house was very quiet, there was not even a sound of the wind, Lan Weiwei walked nervously on the path holding the corners of her sleeves, even the green trees were covered with blood red.

Lan Weiwei had no choice but to pull out the little one who ran back to her feet: "Hey, do you know where your mother is?"

There were tears in Xiao Budian's eyes again: "Don't catch my mother, okay?"

Lan Weiwei had a headache, and her voice was relaxed: "I won't, don't worry, you just need to tell me where your mother is, and I'll talk to her, otherwise the uncle in the ancestral hall may be injured, you know?"

The little boy hesitated for a while, but still nodded, pinched Lan Weiwei's clothes, but almost burned his hands, Lan Weiwei sighed, and stuffed him into a small sachet, which contained pure heart jade, which could protect him soul.

The road in front of her seemed to be covered with a bloody veil, but Lan Weiwei didn't feel scary, perhaps because she had a little girl by her side, she was inexplicably more imposing.

Lan Weiwei walked slowly, looking carefully at the entire ancient house.

She was walking in the very center, the little one had been taken back to Xiangxiang, Lan Weiwei followed the route he gave, and walked all the way along the path.

The more you walk, the quieter it becomes. Lan Weiwei came to the small courtyard of "Alan".

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a familiar white dress flashing by, and quickly followed it, only the sound of a pounding heartbeat, and Lan Weiwei had nothing in her hand.

Passing by where "Alan" walked, the blood became thicker and withered, almost to the point of congealing into a wall. Pieces of wall skin peeled off, and the entire ancient house was covered with dark clouds. The moonlight in the second half of the night was covered by thick clouds, and the entire ancient house It was dark inside.

"Alan" walked staggeringly, chanting Zhao Lian while walking, as if she was still alive in this world, waiting for her lover.

Didn't "Alan" know that she killed Zhao Lian herself? Lan Weiwei felt that this "Alan" was getting weirder and weirder, but followed quietly behind.

"Alan" walked to the ancestral hall, but dared not go up.Lan Weiwei hid behind the pillar, observing the expression of "Alan".

When her blood and tears flowed more and more cheerfully, the whole floating body suddenly started to go crazy again. She turned her back, the blood and tears on her face, and the white dress dyed red on her body reflected Alan's corrupted face, blue and blue Wei's eyes narrowed sharply.

This is the real Zhao Mei. Sure enough, when she turned around, there was a big hole in the skirt in front of her. In the hole, countless dirty blood flowed along the long skirt, across the ground, leaving Pieces of blood stains.

Lan Weiwei's first thought was to run.But it was a bit late, when her vicious eyes fixed on Lan Weiwei, Lan Weiwei couldn't even move her fingers.

(End of this chapter)