Su Qing cleaned the house with his hands and feet.

Although there is still a strong rustic atmosphere, it is not like the beginning when you step on it casually, you can fly dust in the sky.

As it got dark, she picked up a few candles from a drawer in the corner and lit them. Sitting on the head of the bed, I only listened to the "creaking" sound of the partition below, and the slightest movement was the sound of rubbing to the extreme, and my teeth were numb.

Look around through the dim candlelight. Tut-tut, the four walls of the house are as flat as washing.

Miserable, it couldn't be worse.

When I sat down, my stomach began to growl uncontrollably, and I forgot to eat after a day of tossing. I don't know how long this hut has not been inhabited, and it is obviously impossible to have surplus food.

Su Qing pondered, this place is very close to the kitchen, it is better to touch it and step on it by the way.

The kitchen of the Hou Mansion still looks magnificent in the night, compared with the previous thatched house, it is obviously only a distance of a road, but it is very different. This inevitably creates the illusion that those potatoes and radishes are more expensive than hers.

Holding the tongue of fire and pushing the door in, he soon found two small cucumbers next to the stove.

The two cucumbers were so flat and flat that Su Qing chewed them in his mouth with disgust.

With her head on the side of her head, she seemed to smell a smell of noodles, she sucked the tip of her nose and found a basket of steamed steamed buns on the stove next to her.

Although it is already cold, it still looks soft and crispy.

Su Qing was already hungry, how could he still be picky, and he was about to dig it without thinking, when suddenly a strange shadow flashed, and he watched the white glutinous steamed bun disappear out of thin air.

The movement of her hand was still in mid-air, and a cool breeze faintly swept through it, seeping into the placket of her clothes, making her shrink uncontrollably.

A strange gaze fell behind him, causing his back to stiffen subconsciously, swallowing his saliva secretly, and turning away with bated breath.

At this glance, Su Qing's face suddenly turned pale.

By the faint light of the tongue of fire, the face next to it was light and dark because of the deep folds that filled the eyes, like cracked dead wood, inlaid with a pair of pupils that barely had the whites of the eyes. In one hand lived a worn-out cane, and in the other hand held a white steamed bun, which looked particularly eerie against the withered fingers.

The black robe covered the entire shriveled body, the gray sideburns on both sides fell down, the eyes reflected the surging flames, and some cracked lips slowly hooked, and the arc fell on such a face, which was extremely weird.

"What the hell!"

Su Qing's face turned even paler, looking at the shadow that was gradually approaching him, he finally couldn't help screaming, and he was about to run out of the door.

Before she had run a few steps, her crutches suddenly raised, and her ankle was hit by a volley of stones, and she immediately fell to the ground.

The tongue of fire stumbled twice after it fell, and was extinguished in an instant.

Su Qing's whole body trembled, knowing that he couldn't run away, he closed his eyes in some despair, lay on the ground and pretended to be dead with bated breath. I silently recited Amitabha Buddha in my heart, and sincerely prayed that the Buddha would let this ghost spare her life for the sake of her never killing.

Just when she couldn't stop thinking about it, an old and hoarse voice sounded above her head: "Where did the girl come from, even dare to steal my steamed buns?" ”

Her steamed buns? Could it be that people are not ghosts?

Su Qing secretly opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of the shadow on the ground.

I settled down and looked up.

Those pupils were still weird, and by the moonlight, it slowly became clear that it was a mother-in-law in strange costumes.

Su Qing patted the dust on his body and stood up, and laughed dryly to hide the embarrassment just now: "Mother-in-law, what are you doing in the dark lights at night, people are scary and scared to death." ”

Before the words fell, the crutches hit her head, and she couldn't help but hold her head and jump up: "It hurts, mother-in-law!" ”

"Who is your mother-in-law, call me Aunt Qin."

frowned, and the whole face seemed to be twisted together.

First, there was a Ji Luan who didn't want to obey the young, and now there is a Qin Gu who doesn't accept the old, why did the people in the regent palace just follow the age? Su Qing was afraid that she would have to smash her head out of a hole if she did this again, so she hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, Aunt Qin!" Aunt Qin! ”

"Tell me, where did you little girl come from? I've never seen you before. ”

Finally let her go. Su Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "The slave's name is Shu Youlan, and she is new here...... Cook. ”

Aunt Qin was a little surprised: "It's quite neat for them to find someone this time." ”

This time? Su Qing noticed the deep meaning of his words, and asked tentatively: "Does the Houfu often change cooks?" ”

Aunt Qin didn't pay much attention to her, the black light didn't seem to affect her movements at all, and she didn't see how to move, just "floated" in like a cloud. After rummaging through the cabinet for a while, when he floated out again, he had already carried two bamboo baskets in his hand, and casually stuffed one of them into Su Qing's hand: "Follow me." ”

Su Qing's stomach "gurgled" in protest, but Aunt Qin had already drifted away in the blink of an eye.

Follow the road into a bamboo forest, and then go deeper and deeper.

When the wind blew on his neck, there was a burst of coldness, I don't know if it was an illusion, I always felt that the feeling of cold was getting heavier and heavier, Su Qing followed behind, and couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

After a while, I saw some floating lights in the distance.

Aunt Qin's black clothes swayed wildly in the wind, making her whole person look like a floating ghost.

After continuing for a while, she finally stopped, leaned over and laid out the contents of the basket one by one, and muttered, "Anan, today is your first seven." Aunt Qin has nothing to give you, so she specially brought you some wine and food, hoping that you can ascend to Bliss as soon as possible. ”

Su Qing looked at the scene in front of him, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

In the middle of the night, you actually came to worship the grave?

Aunt Qin waited for a long time and saw that she didn't move, so she couldn't help but be a little impatient: "What are you doing there, why don't you bring the things over quickly?" ”

Su Qing hurriedly sent the basket over, but couldn't help but stare at the words on the tombstone, and asked tentatively, "Aunt Qin, who is this Anan Brother yours?" ”

Aunt Qin lit a book and burned it, and the fire reflected half of the wrinkles on her face: "Anan was a cook in the Houfu before his death. ”

……

Since you want to stay so much, this king will fulfill you.

I wonder how the lady cooks?

It just so happened that a cook died in Houfu a few days ago.

……

Gu Yuan's smiling expression flashed in his mind in the ink hall, and the feeling of uneasiness in Su Qing's heart suddenly became stronger.

She pulled the corners of her mouth dryly and asked, "How did this Anan brother die?" ”

Aunt Qin looked back at this time, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked. Just a gust of wind, her gray sideburns spread out to her mouth, lining the corners of her lips as bright red as a layer of blood, and her tone sounded hollowly: "What do you say? ”

Su Qing's whole body trembled for no reason, stood up suddenly, and happened to kick over the wine jug at his feet, and spilled a piece with a "bang".

Aunt Qin stood up slowly, her thin body pulled out a long shadow under the moonlight, and Ruchai's hand pointed far away, as if she had fallen into endless memories: "I almost forgot to introduce, these are all cooks in the former and back mansions." This is Yihao, this is Dongzi, and this is Akong......"

Su Qing didn't react at all to what she said later, she only felt that looking in the direction she pointed, the rows of graves looked so neat and solemn, it was even more prohibitive than the pavilions and pavilions in the back house.

The first reaction is to run, and the second reaction is that the feet are already weak and they can't run at all.

Now that she deeply felt Gu Yuan's calculation with a human face and beast heart, she was simply heartbroken.

Aunt Qin glanced at her deeply, rarely with some sympathy, took a steamed bun and handed it to her, and said, "I've been hungry for a long time, eat something to satisfy my hunger first." ”

Su Qing's gaze still fell on those graves in grief, and he vaguely seemed to feel that his name would be added to those tombstones in the near future......

Almost unconsciously, she took the steamed bun and put it in her mouth, and took two bites of the same taste as chewing wax, she suddenly came back to her senses and asked, "Aunt Qin, isn't this steamed bun a tribute?" ”

Aunt Qin said lightly: "The worship has been completed, and it is not wasted to eat." ”

Su Qing's eyes swept over the tombstones, and finally vomited out all the steamed buns that he had swallowed.

She swore that she would never eat steamed buns again in her life.