119. Chapter 119: The Faceless Late-Night Visitor
Sighing softly, Rong Qingyi didn't want to think about it anymore, after waking up from the nightmare, she found that some things were different from the nightmare, and even some people's fates were different, such as Hehuan, who is now married to her uncle, for example, Meng Longhui, who is now grounded in King Jian's mansion, and Yuntian Dao Chang, who has been thinking about it on the wall, maybe, if this continues, there will be no future between her and Jian Ye.
Although, she vaguely suspected that Hehuan was marrying her uncle, Meng Longhui was caught by his wife, and Yuntian Daoist was punished by the Queen Mother, and there must have been someone behind the scenes who had planned it early.
Faintly, there are some strange sounds, like the sound of footsteps falling on the snow, closer to the leaves falling on the roof, this sound, Rong Qingyi is very familiar, in nightmares, this sound often appears in her ears, she doesn't know why, only knows, this sound represents someone who wants to make her afraid.
In the nightmare, there is always someone who wants to make her disappear through fear, maybe in the nightmare she is too resistant to this sound, so, after waking up in the nightmare, she no longer even remembers the existence of this sound, but at this time, the voice sounded again, and the familiar minutes and seconds were not bad.
She was still afraid, but she was able to wake up from the nightmare, she felt that the things in the nightmare were not necessarily predestined, as long as she knew how to avoid it, there was always another way to go, at least less hurt.
The lamp on the table was quietly lit, Rong Qingyi quietly sat up from the bed and walked to the table, put down the flint that lit the lamp, and looked at the door that suddenly opened, where the outside room where the Qin family and Lianxiang rested. She covered the flame of the candle with her hand, so that it would not be extinguished by the cold wind that blew in from the room outside, and she could think that she was dreaming now, and that there was something to be afraid of in her dreams, because dreams always woke up.
But she knew that she was still afraid, so scared that her palms were sweating, sweating greasy, but she kept getting cold, and she was trembling slightly uncontrollably.
"You, who are you?" Rong Qingyi heard his voice slightly fluttering, like a sleepwalking person, talking to himself, "Why don't you walk well, you have to be like this, do you plan to be like this all the time, in the nightmare, now, you have to be like this, scare me and make me collapse." â
The door was open, and no one was standing there, empty, only the cold wind blew in, which showed that the door of the outside room was also open, there must be someone, but Rong Qingyi couldn't see where this person was, just like in the nightmare, she didn't know who the owner of this footstep was until she died, but she knew that he was real.
"I'm not sleepwalking, I also know that Lian Xiang and Mother Qin won't wake up, there is so much cold wind blowing here, the door outside must be open, they didn't notice it, it means that they must be asleep, and they won't wake up until dawn." Rong Qingyi quietly looked at the open door, here, there was a thin wooden door in the middle of the inner and outer rooms, which was all open at this time, "You don't mean it, just like in the nightmare, you haven't appeared, but your purpose is to make me scared, right? Who are you? Are you the opponent of King Jian's mansion? Jian Ye will not like me at all, so if you come to scare me, he will only be happy." â
"You little girl, you know a lot of things. Suddenly, a voice sounded, probably a middle-aged man's voice, slightly hoarse, as if his throat had been injured, and when he spoke, there was a feeling of discomfort leaking, "Nightmare?
In this voice, there are three points of arrogance, three points of pride, and three points of indifference, the kind of indifference that treats other people's lives as dust, it seems that killing Rong Qingyi is like twisting an ant to death.
Rong Qingyi was suddenly not afraid, she finally determined that this was really a real person who existed in zĂ i, not a life-threatening voice that she had always thought would appear when she closed her eyes, as long as it was a person who really existed in zĂ i, then there must be a reason, as long as you find the reason, you can find a solution.
Although Rong Qingyi's hands were still trembling slightly, she crossed her hands on her knees, the clothes she was wearing when she got up were a little thin, and she felt a little cold this time, and glanced at the stove, the charcoal inside was a little light gray, and she needed to add charcoal.
"Yes, I often hear your footsteps in my dreams, just like I do now. Rong Qingyi knew that the other party must be bigger than herself, even bigger than herself in the nightmare, but she deliberately didn't use honorific titles, but instead used the word 'you' like her peers.
"You should call me by you, and besides, you should call yourself a slave!" the man's voice was audible, "You don't deserve to talk to me like that!"
"You're not my elder, and it's not for my good, why should I use honorific titles. Rong Qingyi remembered that in the nightmare, she didn't die in this footsteps, she was just afraid, afraid of this kind of seemingly nonexistent footsteps, and even hated that her hearing was too sensitive, so she believed that she should not die in the hands of this person, at least not now, his purpose was just to intimidate her.
Therefore, she stood up, although every step she took, there was a pain as if she was stepping on the blade of a knife, and she always wanted to give up, but she still gritted her teeth and slowly walked to the stove step by step, took a few pieces of charcoal and threw them into the stove under the window, and looked out of the window that was a quarter open, and there was no trace of footprints left by anyone when they passed, and she stretched out her hand and roasted her hand on the stove for a while.
"How long are you going to stay?" Rong Qingyi slowly walked away from the stove, and asked in a delicate voice, which was the innocent and pure tone of an eight-year-old girl.
The visitor didn't speak, but snorted from his nose rather disdainfully.
"If you want to stay a little longer, you can do whatever it takes, I'm a little sleepy, and you don't show up, if I sit and talk to you in thick clothes, it's like a fool talking to himself, it's so boring. Rong Qingyi was not angry, she could be sure that although this person was gloomy and vicious, he didn't bother to kill himself, and he seemed to prefer the latter compared to scaring himself, "So, I'm going to go back to bed and continue to sleep, in such weather, a warm quilt is the best gift in winter." â
The visitor still didn't speak, but Rong Qingyi was sure that he hadn't left.
Rong Qingyi tried not to hurry to the bed, lay back in the bed, closed her eyes, and tried to calm her breathing.
Suddenly, a cold air instantly rushed in front of her, she felt that her breathing stopped instantly, opened her eyes suddenly, and blurted out with an exclamation, but she only saw a face covered with a black cloth, two eyes exposed, and the person had disappeared again.
Rong Qingyi was so frightened that she sat up again, this time, she didn't even have time to hide her panic, this person appeared too suddenly, she thought he wouldn't show up, but he scared her like this!
"Haha, haha!" A burst of smug laughter, still leaking hoarseness, heard Rong Qingyi's heart extremely uncomfortable, as if the sharp stone cut across the smooth stone surface, straight into her heart, in her ears, her mind kept echoing, "You're still scared!haha!"
"Nonsense, if it's you, aren't you afraid!?" Rong Qingyi gritted her teeth, but the eight-year-old girl suddenly revealed the anger and viciousness of an adult woman, her voice was still immature, but it inexplicably brought out three points of charm, "You are lying on the bed, and a bastard thing who only hears a voice and does not see people suddenly appears in front of you, with a cold air from hell, and this bastard thing often wanders in my nightmares! If you, if you are not afraid, I will obey you!"
The person who came seemed to be a little surprised, the air froze instantly, and then, the voice sounded again, "You little girl, it's really a little different, no wonder Jian Ye's kid obviously doesn't like you, but he is willing to promise his mother to marry you, but, he married you, what should my daughter do? I also want her to help me pass on the lineage, Jian Ye is a relatively good candidate, powerful, and beautiful, this is what I left for my daughter, he doesn't like you, but he has to like my daughter." â
Suddenly, Rong Qingyi understood that this person might be Zhao Jiangxuan's biological father.
"You are casual, I raised my hands to agree, Jian Ye is that gentleman, this girl is too lazy to marry. Rong Qingyi said to the air that couldn't see people, "Say it, who is your daughter, when the time comes, as long as she says that she wants to marry Jian Ye, I will immediately give way, it is best before Jian Ye marries me, I can also choose the man I want to marry innocently!"
"Stinky girl, you're only eight years old, and you just want to get married!" said the person disdainfully.
"Yes, I'm here to live. Rong Qingyi lay back on the bed, anyway, the other party had already scared her once, and she wouldn't use the same trick again, and she didn't have to worry about whether this hateful man would rush in front of her again, and exhaled a cold breath into her face, "I know, I can avoid her, she gets her wish, so naturally she doesn't bother to bother with me." Otherwise, with a crazy father like you, if I touched her moldy head, wouldn't I have sent myself to report in front of the king of Hades!"
The person who came stared and lay back on the bed with a smile, not angry or not, this girl is very interesting, and she is not afraid of him.
Sometimes when he sees his face in the mirror, he is also afraid, or disgusted.
That exaggerated face, they are really ruthless, saying that he always likes to exaggerate, likes to attract people's attention, just like his own mother, so they cut off a few nerves in his face, so that he will always have an exaggerated expression.
"You don't have to avoid her, you just need to avoid Jian Ye's bastard boy. He thought it was funny to sit down on a chair in front of the table, and he liked to see people in front of him in horror and submission, but it was boring to scare a person in the same way.