As soon as his feet stepped into the courtyard door, he saw a figure coming towards him, and Gong Huai couldn't avoid it, and the figure crashed straight into his arms. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's so late that you don't have a good rest in the room, what kind of body is so hot."

Holding the shoulders of the person who came, and forcing the young son to raise his head, he saw a snow-white middle coat against Gong Chengxuan's little face becoming more and more pale.

"Dad, did you see the white light just now? Did you find the spirit bead? What about Brother Chengshu? Did you come back? ”

A series of questions were asked, but the eleven or twelve-year-old Gong Chengxuan still wanted to continue asking, but seeing that Gong Huai just pursed his lips and looked at himself with a solemn expression, he had to lower his head and dare not say more.

With his naked feet stepping on the cold bluestone bricks, Gong Chengxuan was shivering from the cold, and without waiting for his father's answer, he wanted to rush out and go to the second uncle's courtyard to ask what had just happened.

"Xuan'er, Daddy will say it again one last time, Chengshu is dead, he has become a corpse and died, don't talk about it again in the future, especially in front of the second uncle, so as not to arouse the sadness of the second uncle."

Seeing that his son looked sluggish after listening to his words, Gonghuai felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Gong Chengxuan, a rare genius in the Gong family for a hundred years, can be martial arts at the age of three, and poetry at the age of five, but in the eyes of others, he is a fool who can't communicate with people normally, but Gong Huai knows that Gong Chengxuan is just sick, so for so many years, he has searched for famous doctors all over the country for his son, although his son still does not want to be close to others, but it is also gradually improving.

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Just when everyone was rejoicing, the sudden appearance of the corpse and the sudden death of Gong Chengshu made Gong Chengxuan unable to slow down, and he had to answer his son at least one hundred and eighty times a day where Gong Chengxuan went, but no matter how he explained it, his son didn't want to believe what he said.

Just like at present, Gong Huai finally made up his mind to say a heavy word to Gong Chengxuan, and Gong Chengxuan's tears were like pearls with broken threads, falling non-stop.

"Xuan'er ......"

Reaching out to wipe away the tears of Gong Chengxuan, he saw him take two steps back, with a disgust in his eyes that he had never seen before.

"Daddy lied, Brother Chengshu was still chanting poetry with me in the courtyard yesterday, why did he die today?"

Gong Chengxuan's tone was aggressive, and Gong Huai shook his head and lost his voice.

Vigorously pushing away Gong Huai who was blocking in front of him, Gong Chengxuan ran towards Gong Min's courtyard regardless of the shouts behind him.

In the mustard courtyard, the cracks of the bluestone slabs leading to the inner room were already overgrown with weeds, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned them up for a long time, and the sound of sobbing sounded in the courtyard, so frightened that the servants who patrolled at night did not dare to stay longer, and hurriedly glanced at them and walked away.

'Squeak-'

The wooden door in disrepair was opened a crack in the door, and a child with tears in the corner of his eye burrowed his head into the crack of the door, and saw that the main house in the courtyard was still lit with a light, and immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and cut his wrinkled coat outside the door, feeling annoyed that he forgot to put on his robe and boots when he went out.

"Goo-goo-goo-goo-"

With his hands clasped together at his mouth, he entered the courtyard in a low voice, his mouth was rounded, and he made a birdsong in the courtyard.

However, it was this bird cry that shocked Gong Min, who had been sitting in the main room wiping his tears, and immediately threw down the tablet in his hand.

I opened the door with force, and when I saw the small and white figure in the courtyard, the excited flames in my eyes were immediately extinguished.

"Chengxuan, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Straightening his robe and bun, Gong Min walked towards Gong Chengxuan, and when he walked in front of Gong Chengxuan, he slowly squatted down, and saw that Gong Chengxuan's eyelashes were still a little wet.

"Second uncle, just now Chengxuan asked Daddy where Brother Chengshu went, and Daddy told Chengxuan, Brother Chengshu, Brother Chengshu is dead?"

The sound of gasping sounded in the mustard courtyard, and the soft comfort followed, so frightened that the servant who had just passed by almost threw away the torch in his hand, and was about to scream.

Since then, the haunting of the mustard courtyard has become even more ferocious in the Gong family.

"Why don't you wear more at this late hour. Shu'er is gone, Cheng Xuan Mo is going to come again, lest you let the eldest brother know and punish you. ”

Untied his robe and draped it over Gong Seung Xuan's shoulders, patting his thin back lightly, Gong Min wasted a lot of energy to say this. Chengshu liked to learn the cuckoo's call the most during his lifetime, and it was a ten-out of ten likeness to the call, but now in retrospect, compared to Chengshu, Chengxuan's voice is much clearer, and it doesn't look like Chengshu's voice at all.

The hands on Gong Seung Xuan's shoulders hung down weakly, and Gong Min, who was full of grief in his heart, didn't notice Gong Seung Sung's facial expression when he was stiff, and when Gong Cheng Xuan turned around and ran out of the mustard courtyard, Gong Min didn't pay much attention, just thought that he was back in his own courtyard.

Early the next morning, Gong Min, who had just fallen asleep, woke up with a noise outside the house, put down the tablet he had held all night, and was about to open the door and walk out of the house, when the door was rudely pushed open.

"Big brother?"

Seeing that the person who came was Gong Huai, Gong Min immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the anger on Gong Huai's face, he didn't dare to step forward again.

"Where's Xuan'er?"

The white whiskers on his face trembled as his mouth opened and closed, and Gong Huai quickly glanced around Gong Min's room, and found that there was nothing noteworthy in the humble room except for a tablet lying on the slightly messy bed.

Listening to Gong Huai's tone was not as calm as before, he was harshly torturing himself with a tone of examining the prisoner, so that Gong Min couldn't speak for a while.

"Chengxuan? Didn't Chengxuan go back to the hospital last night? ”

Gong Min, who had been brewing for a long time before daring to speak, was puzzled in his tone, last night he was lowering his head, feeling the wind blowing on his face, he saw his robe fall to the ground, and Gong Chengxuan's thin figure quickly disappeared from his sight.

After telling a rough picture of what happened last night, seeing that Gong Huai was still frowning, Gong Min whispered.

"Why don't you look for it in the house? Cheng Xuan likes to play hide and seek with Cheng Shu in the house, maybe he is hiding in a corner we don't know at the moment! ”

Gong Min wanted to hook the corners of his mouth and smile, but he tried many times but still couldn't pull the corners of his mouth, so he had to give up.

Nodding, Gong Huai took one last look at the black tablet lying on Gong Min's bed before leaving the room, and then looked at the barren scene in the mustard courtyard, and felt even more sorry for his brother-in-law.

The Gong family was still looking for Gong Chengxuan, but they would never have imagined that the person they were looking for at this time was hiding in a bamboo basket on the corner of the street, and saw a corpse approaching through the crack, so he immediately stopped moving forward, held his breath, and waited for the corpse to pass in front of him.

It was past noon, and Gong Chengxuan was so hungry that he didn't have anything useful on the street, and just as he was thinking about going home, he heard a familiar voice not far away.