My Lady, Something is Wrong

When the mother and son were about to share happily, the man, who his mother called Ninth Aunt, suddenly broke into the house with someone, slandering his mother for stealing her watermelon, and then scolded him with all kinds of vicious and dirty mouths. He even scratched his mother's hair with his hands and scratched his mother's face with his fingernails...

In the end, the watermelon was taken away.

His mother held him, crying silently in the corner.

At that time, he secretly vowed that when he grows up and has the ability, he will make this vicious woman suffer.

But at this moment, looking at the old man in front of him, looking at her white-haired, wrinkled face, and her quiet aging appearance, he couldn't hate it anymore.

"You... are you Qingzhou? Qingzhou of Yu'er's family?"

The old man looked at him with a surprised expression on his face.

Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses and stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Ninth mother-in-law, it's me, Qingzhou."

The old man opened his eyes wide, stood up, stared at him and looked up and down. Seeing the tattered robe he was wearing, he couldn't help asking: "Didn't you go to the city with your mother? Why are you back? ... was kicked out by someone?"

Luo Qingzhou nodded without explaining, "Well, I was kicked out."

Wasn't he kicked out by being used by Chengguo government as a tool for repentance of marriage?

The old man sighed and said: "Poor, your mother is also pitiful. She entered the city and didn't enjoy a few days of good fortune. She died so young. According to them, she was buried on the Zixia Mountain in front of our village. Right? Hey..."

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and said, "Ninth mother-in-law, the people in your family..."

The old man was indifferent: "They are all dead, except for my old lady, none of them are left."

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to ask any more questions. He glanced at her yard, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Mother-in-law Jiu, do you have anything to eat at home?"

The old man glanced at him, turned and walked into the house staggeringly, sighing, "There are two more pancakes, too hard, I can't eat them anymore. If you're hungry, take them and eat them."

"Hey, pitiful, look at you, your mother is dead, you can't even eat a meal now, I said earlier, what's the use of reading? It's better to learn to farm..."

The old man babbled, entered the kitchen, and took out two hard and dry pancakes.

After thinking for a while, he went back into the house, took two eggs, and handed them to him together.

"Hey, the last hen was taken away by a weasel. In this village, apart from us, there is nothing alive anymore. In the past few years, even those beasts that eat people have not come. …”

The old man sighed.

Luo Qingzhou took the cake and eggs, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, and handed it to her: "Ninth mother-in-law, you can take the silver. If a hawker comes to the village, you can buy something to eat."

The old man looked at the silver in his hand, didn't pick it up, shook his head and said, "You can take it yourself, it's useless for me to ask for this thing, there is no hawker here now. I'm still healthy, and I can still grow a few mouthfuls of food to eat. You are young, there is still a long way to go, keep it for yourself."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, said nothing, and was about to leave.

When he walked to the door, the old man suddenly said: "Qingzhou, it turns out that the mother-in-law nine treated you and your son like that. Now that I think about it, the mother-in-law is actually very regretful and guilty. When you get old, you only know that those customs are not important. , living happily is the most important thing. It's not her fault that your mother became pregnant out of wedlock, we shouldn't treat her like that..."

Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned his head and asked, "Ninth mother-in-law, do you know how my mother conceived me back then? Do you know that person?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know, no one in the village knows who that person is, so that's why you treat your mother like that. But at last I heard that your mother was forced... Hey, at that time, it was even forced. , a woman's reputation is ruined, no one can look down on it, not to mention your mother is too stubborn to say who that person is..."

Luo Qingzhou said nothing, nodded and walked out the door.

The old man also followed out, talking to himself, babbling, not knowing what he was talking about.

Just as he was about to continue sitting on the stool by the door, he suddenly found that there was a piece of silver on the stool.

When she looked up, the boy had already gone away.

"Hey……"

The old man sighed, picked up the silver, and sat down, reminiscing about the mother and son in his mind.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the dilapidated courtyard, and after sharing the cakes and eggs with Xiaodie, he sat down in the room and ran the inner strength method.

Xiaodie didn't dare to disturb her, so she went out of the house and looked around in other rooms and courtyards, as well as at the door.

After a while.

Unable to bear it, she went out the gate and wandered curiously in the village.

The sun goes down quickly.

Luo Qingzhou felt that the pain on his body had eased a lot.

When Xiaodie came back, she even brought needles and threads, and said happily: "Sir, this servant met an old woman in the village, and chatted with her there all afternoon. These needles and threads were borrowed from her. Quickly take off your clothes, and the servant will help you sew them up."

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and he took off his clothes and said, "What did she talk to you about?"

Xiaodie took the clothes and said, "I didn't talk about anything, the old lady kept talking about the past, the slaves didn't dare to ask the young master and the lady, and the old lady didn't mention it. By the way, the old lady also told us not to go out at night, here It's haunted."

Speaking of which, the little girl had a frightened expression on her face.

"Haunted?"

Luo Qingzhou's eyes flashed.

Xiaodie nodded and said, "Well, the old lady said that at night, there are woo-woo cries everywhere in the village. She said that she also saw a lot of dark shadows floating around, which was terrifying."

Luo Qingzhou looked outside.

Is it scary?

Why does he still have some expectations?

Outside, night falls.

A crescent moon rises into the air.

The entire village was shrouded in darkness and was dead silent.

Chapter 62

The house is empty.

No bed, no quilt.

The mountain village at night is particularly gloomy and cold.

Luo Qingzhou hugged Xiaodie, sat down in the corner of the room, and let her sleep in his arms.

The little girl was frightened during the day, and she was already exhausted after climbing the mountain and walking so much.

After mending his clothes, he snuggled into his arms and fell asleep.

The night wind whimpered outside the house, and the blowing branches and weeds rustled.

In the forest not far away, there were occasional Ye Xiao's cries, which sounded particularly infiltrating.

Outside the window, a silver moon hangs in the night sky, disappearing and appearing in the dark clouds, like an eye peeping at the earth, sneaking.

Luo Qingzhou was not at all sleepy.

After the little girl fell asleep, she put her on the robe spread on the ground, and helped her wrap the robe tightly, then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and meditated, and practiced the inner meditation method.

After a few weeks, the whole body is warm and comfortable.

The pain in the whole body is gradually fading away, and the damaged skin is slowly repairing.

Three watch.

Suddenly a cat meow came from outside the window.

Immediately, the windows that could no longer be closed squeaked, as if the wind was blowing in.

Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared outside the window, standing there silently like a ghost.

I don't know how long it has been standing.

Under the moonlight, she gradually became clear.

White hair, wrinkled face, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her.

She also looked at Luo Qingzhou.

There was an eerie silence all around, except for the whimpering of the night wind.

"Meow--"

Suddenly a cat meowing sounded.

Immediately, a wild cat passed through the dark shadow and jumped onto the window sill, looking into the room with cold, fluorescent eyes.

And the figure standing in front of the window disappeared strangely.

It seemed that it was really just a shadow of nothingness. After the wild cat passed through the body, it shattered and opened without a trace.

Luo Qingzhou sat in the corner and looked at the wild cat on the windowsill, without moving or speaking.

After looking at him for a while, the wild cat turned and jumped into the yard.

Immediately, leave from the collapsed courtyard wall.

At this time, the wind outside was even louder, whining, as if someone was crying in the dark night.

The crying was shrill, intermittent.

Luo Qingzhou stood up and walked out.

After standing in the small courtyard and watching for a while, he walked out of the gate again, his heart moved, he turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a dark figure standing at the gate of a family heading towards the village head.

The night wind blew, the black figure hunched over, white hair fluttering, slowly turned his head and looked at him.

Under the cold and dim moonlight, the shadow revealed an old face full of wrinkles and dead spots, and the corners of his mouth still carried the weird smile that had just appeared outside the window.

Luo Qingzhou's eyes narrowed and he walked over.

When he got close, the figure had entered the door and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door, looking at the decayed door, thinking about the scenes in the past, and walked in.

The small courtyard was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

The hall door was locked, and the iron lock was stained with rust.

The wooden door in the house next to it was slightly hidden, and looking through the gap, it seemed that something was shaking inside.

Luo Qingzhou paused in the courtyard for a while, walked over, and gently opened the door.

A rope hung down from the beam in the room.

On the rope, a white-haired old man was hanging.