Chapter 33: Endless Hate (22) Old Lady Shen

When I woke up, Huaiyang had changed.

When I woke up early in the morning, I found that the rain that had been going on for a month had finally stopped, and only the willow trees outside the Yunlai Inn were dotted with a few crystal clear dewdrops, which were about to be evaporated by the sun. The blue sky and white clouds, the sky is clear, and the weather is similar to the day we first arrived in Huaiyang.

As the saying goes, the bell needs to be tied to the bell, and this rain started because of the endless, and finally stopped because of her, so I am not surprised by this scene. But the people of Huaiyang seem to be extremely happy, their faces are full of spring breeze, and their walking posture is much lighter than when it is raining.

The shopkeeper of Yunlai Inn was very busy, and today the store was full of customers, and groups of people were discharged from the inn. I heard Xiao Er say that they all came to visit Murong Chuan and Song Yunjing on purpose, and thanked them for driving away the monsters that plagued Huaiyang and returning Huaiyang to a sunny day. When I first heard Xiao Er say this, my heart was furious, obviously I should be a hero who accepts everyone's worship, but I turned out to be a dispensable audience.

After I got angry, I thought it was okay, anyway, these people wouldn't believe that I helped them get rid of Hentai, and I wouldn't show my true form in order to prove to them that it was my credit. But even if I showed my true form, they wouldn't necessarily thank me, they would only be scared and frightened because of my alien status. This adds to the blockage in the hearts of both sides, and the gains outweigh the losses.

I sat listlessly by the window looking at Murong Chuan and Song Yunjing who were surrounded by the crowd, and the people around them changed one after another, and it sounded like it was just a topic of thanksgiving to Yunyun. I couldn't get interested, and I was drowsy listening.

"Oh, it's boring." I was injured yesterday, and although I took some medicine, I still didn't feel very comfortable, and I was lazily leaning against the wall, feeling that the wall and the floor were cold. Looking up at the houses and the sky outside the window, I happened to float by to avoid the white clouds. The sun shines through the willow leaves and shines on my outstretched hand. It occurred to me that I had one more thing to confirm, and that I had to go out.

I glanced at Murong Chuan and Song Yunjing, who were busy dealing with the people of Huaiyang inside and outside at this time, and seemed to have no time to take care of me. I got up and left my seat, walked out of the Yunlai Inn alone, and walked in the direction of Huaihua Lane.

The streets are full of commotion, perhaps because of the rain and rain, today is the first time in a month that the stall vendors have opened, and they are extremely diligent and active, and they will shout a few times when they see pedestrians, and the sound of selling is very clear. I used to love this kind of scene because I didn't know much about mortal life, but if I mixed it up, I was confident that I could live a comfortable life. But today, when I saw such a lively scene, I felt empty and sad inexplicably.

Although there are all kinds of people in the world, they are generally simple, good, and selfish. Hentai has lived in this place as a human for four years, but I don't feel like she's really integrated into human life. As soon as her alien identity was exposed, she instantly became the target of Huaiyang. No one remembers that she stayed in Huaiyang quietly for four years, protecting the peace of Huaiyang's side, and everyone was only afraid that her identity would threaten their safety. They only worry about themselves, and they can't put themselves in other people's shoes and think about them, which is what I realize as human nature.

When I walked to the door of the Shen Mansion, my heart was beating wildly. Maybe because of yesterday's incident, I have more or less prejudices against Mrs. Shen. When I came to deal with her again, I was a little resistant, but I couldn't help but go.

It's not normal for the Shen Mansion to be quiet, this is my first thought when I step into the Shen Mansion. The little guy guarding the door didn't know where he had gone, and the door was empty. I pushed open the door and looked left and right, and found that there was no one in the Shen Mansion, the courtyard was full of messes, tables and chairs were messy, I couldn't believe it, the Shen Mansion, which was overcrowded yesterday, was so depressed today, what happened in just one night.

I moved cautiously, looking for an open space to settle in. Counting the night visit to Shen Mansion that day, I have been to Shen Mansion three times in total, and I am quite familiar with the layout of Shen Mansion, but I have been wandering around for a long time, and I have not seen Mrs. Shen.

The only place left to go is the ancestral hall, and I can't help but get goosebumps when I think of the dense black spirit cards there. I hope Old Madam Shen is there, now I can only think so.

As I approached the ancestral hall, I looked around and saw a lot of blackened wood and a large pile of ash piled up in the open space outside the ancestral hall. As I got closer, there was a strange smell that I hadn't smelled before, and it was very pungent. I covered my nose

Bypass the ash heap and enter the ancestral hall.

I didn't guess wrong, Old Madam Shen was indeed in the ancestral hall, but she was ......

Old Madam Shen knelt in front of the spirit tablet of the ancestors of the Shen family with a piece of burnt wood, muttering something, and I didn't even notice it when I walked in. Her hair was in a messy bun, as if she hadn't taken care of it in a long time.

I walked a few steps and accidentally kicked a white porcelain jar stained with an unknown white powder, making a clanging sound. Old Madam Shen was alert, raised her head and looked at me vigilantly, "You're here to take my son away, right?" She held the charred black piece of wood in her arms tightly, and it was only then that I realized that it was not a piece of wood at all, but a human bone. She suddenly looked hideous, her originally kind facial features were twisted together, and she said gloomily: "I won't let you take my son, and you can't take him away, haha......"

I couldn't help but shudder, Old Madam Shen's laughter was terrible, and she didn't seem to recognize anyone, otherwise she wouldn't have treated me as endless and said these words to me.

I looked at the white porcelain jar that fell to the ground, and asked worriedly, "Old lady, did you burn Shen Xingzhi's body?" In your hands are ...... Burnt wreckage? ”

Old Madam Shen looked at me suspiciously, then looked at the bones in her arms, and chuckled: "Yes, this is my son, so that no one can take him away, and he can stay in the Shen family forever." ”

I frowned, just about to speak. She grabbed the hem of my skirt, looked up gasping, stared at me with sparkling eyes, and smiled, "You know what? Last night I drove all the people in the house away, leaving me and my son alone. He is the third generation of our Shen family, and he must not leave the Shen family. So I burned him with a fire and sprinkled his ashes all over the Shen family's ancestral hall, so that no one could take him out of my hands. Haha, am I smart? ”

I frowned and took two steps back, she was already crazy. But I don't have extra sympathy to sympathize with her, maybe I don't subconsciously feel that she is worthy of my pity, I sighed secretly in my heart, left the old lady Shen who was still laughing wildly and turned away.