On Su Qianruo's left chest, there was a knife wound that came out of his back.

She was forcibly taken inside the house for a physical examination, and Qin Feng was drinking away from the villagers who rushed outside to hear the news.

"Hundreds of people in Haizi Town under Kunwu Mountain disappeared overnight, so bizarre, there must be monsters worshipping. Someone once saw with their own eyes that Su Qianruo's body was dragged back to Yecheng from Kunwu, and it was crazy that the monster actually ingested the essence of the living for her in order to resurrect her! Today, I am ordered by the prefect to come to arrest the evil ghosts and demons, and those who have nothing to do with it, so as not to be taken away by the evil ghosts! If Su Qianruo is a demon and borrows the essence of people to resurrect, it is a demon, hidden in Li Village, after all, it is a hidden danger! I'll lock her up and take her back to the palace today. I'll go and catch that monster another day! “

Those women who had come to congratulate her a few days ago and said that her life was good, and they were in a hurry to come to be happy, but now they were frightened and panicked by Qin Feng's words.

Su Qianruo walked out with his arms cut off, his eyes turned around in the crowd, and the villagers involuntarily retreated backwards.

Yu Niang stood beside Li Dazhuang and his mother, covering her mouth and crying silently.

Wang Mao'er stared at Qin Feng with a sad and indignant expression, as if she wanted to go up and bite him a few times.

"Auntie...... Here you go. “

As soon as Yu Niang moved, she was dragged by Li Dazhuang and his mother beside her, and waved her hand again and again: "She is an evil ghost, and if you go up, she will suck up her essence and turn it into ashes." ”

Wang Mao'er had already broken through the crowd and entered the encirclement. He looked up at Su Qianruo, "Sister......"

Su Qianruo hesitated again and again before he spoke: "What if...... In case of...... See Shang Moyun again. Give him the things under the bed in the cold kiln and tell him that his sister likes him. If...... You didn't see him again until you died of old age, so you ...... Throw that thing into the eye of the sea. ”

Wang Maoer wiped her tears and responded.

Spring rain is frequent, and there is often muffled thunder rolling in the sky. But in the dark prison, the day is as deep as the night. Su Qianruo hugged her knees and looked at the sky through the three-inch-wide prison window.

There were bursts of thunder, and the thunder was like the beat of the drums before the two armies faced each other, idle at first, gradually urgent, and more and more dense. With this thunder came the rain falling.

More than two years ago, Zhang's mother coaxed her to drink sweat medicine, and also gave her soft tendons. This feeling of paralysis and weakness is so familiar. But there is no longer the fear and cowardice of the past.

She is no longer the delicate Miss Su family. She is Su Qianruo, she wields a firewood knife to cut down; She can afford the embroidery thread; She can endure all kinds of torture, and she is not afraid of life and death.

It's just a pity......

I didn't understand my heart earlier, and I didn't cherish that spirit earlier.

The thunder outside the prison gradually stopped, coming from a very distant place, but it seemed to knock on her heart.

Outside the prison window, the wind was blowing and pouring into the prison, bringing with it a hint of cold and damp spring rain. Suddenly, several thunderbolts exploded, and bean-sized raindrops crackled on the roofs and windows. Then it gradually intensified. It turned into a pouring rain.

The time outside is already noon, which is the legendary moment when the yang energy is extremely strong and the yin energy is decaying.

Someone brought in a mahogany sandalwood chair carved with moire patterns, which was covered with thick upholstery.

A woman in a gorgeous costume and a jade hairpin, with a beaded hair, carried the hem of the skirt and entered gracefully under the support of the maid ring. The prison was deep and dark, but she walked freely, as if she was very familiar with the way.

The two stopped in front of Su Qianruo's prison door, and the girl adjusted the direction of the chair and helped the woman to sit down elegantly. The woman glanced at the cell door and said arrogantly: "Dianyu, you go in first to have a look." ”

Yahuan, who called Dianyu, opened the lock and came in, grabbed Su Qianruo's soft hand and buckled it, and turned back with satisfaction: "After three days of infiltration, she has no power to resist. Now everyone outside knows that she is an evil ghost, and even if it is Zhang Combing, it is impossible to come forward to rescue her. The people of Haizi Town moved to Beigu, and few people in the city knew about it, and even if someone knew, it would be impossible for them to stand up and overthrow the government's remarks, even if Su Qianruo died here, outsiders would only think that we were doing the right thing for heaven and removing harm for the people. ”

The woman nodded with satisfaction, and her hands wearing long gold armor gently patted the back of the chair, "Su Qianruo, you have today, it is completely your own fault." If it weren't for your big words in front of the happy hall, I would have married into the Zhang family today and become the eldest lady that Zhang Comb is marrying. You have ruined my good deeds, and I will not be polite to you. Of course, you don't have to think about who will save you, if you beg me, I will let Dianyu restrain himself when he starts for a while. “

Su Qianruo breathed a long sigh of relief, the spirit had never harmed anyone, he relied on his own ability to save her. More than any news, she was delighted. "Don't want to beg me? Pretending to be arrogant? Well, I'd like to see if it's your bones or my means! Qin Qingxue slowly leaned back, and the long armor beat little by little on the back of the chair: "Dianyu, start." ”

Dianyu approached excitedly, wrapped the chain mail around the fingers of Su Qianruo's hands, and pulled out the thread fiercely, and the iron clamp embedded in the nail cover tore out her nails alive, and the red blood beads flowed down the fingertips, Su Qianruo gritted his teeth and swallowed the painful cry back into his throat.

Ten fingers were bloody and blurred, and the thin nails were pinched off one by one and thrown in front of her. With each clamp, she trembled in pain, her muscles contracted and tensed, and her hands and feet twitched.

"Mo Yun," she silently said his name in her mind.

In the Kunwu Mountains.

A man with long eyes like ink and strange facial features is carving. A boulder two people high was gradually split into the shape of a woman by him with a plate axe, left and right, and a pile of broken stone chips were scattered on the ground.

As the stone statue in his hand gradually took shape, he took out a dagger and used it as a carving knife, polishing the woman's face little by little. A light rain poured down, wetting his long eyelashes, and his water-soaked pupils looked purer and clearer.

He blinked slightly, looking at the small and delicate face in front of him, but the knife in his hand suddenly crooked, and he lost his head for a moment, cutting a deep cut on her face.

"Su Qianruo, Su Qianruo, Su Qianruo! I hate! Shang Moyun, who had been lying in the eyes of the sea for ten days and still couldn't sleep anymore, was chanting this sentence every day.

After he fled in a bad mood, he dripped blood all the way. After he stopped dripping blood, he picked out the wound again and continued to squeeze the blood out and drip it. If Su Qian wants to find him, follow the bloodstains, and he will definitely be able to find him who is slowly walking.

He wandered around outside the city for two days and two nights before he gave up. But when I returned to the Seal, everything was wrong. Closing her eyes, her mind was full of her apologetic eyes and said, "Mo Yun, I'm sorry, it's me who bears you!" ”

You know that you are sorry for me, but you can't fail me? He wanted to ask her, but she wouldn't give him a chance. She saw that he was so badly wounded, bleeding and fleeing, that she had not come to look for him, and perhaps not even had the intention of coming to him.

There is a plate axe in Kunwu Mountain, rusty, and I don't know if it was his weapon back then. He kept cutting down the mountain with it, and actually cut off the boss with a stone. He also unconsciously wanted to do something, chopping this stone indiscriminately, and actually chopping and chopping, he turned it into Su Qianruo's appearance.

But it's almost done, as long as she grinds those eyes again, she will be no different from Su Qianruo. Why are your hands shaking at this critical juncture? The stone statue will not deceive him, the stone will not smile at other men, and the stone will not let other men touch it. The stone completely belongs to Shang Moyun.

Shang Heiyun dropped the knife and stretched out his palm to split, but finally stopped in despair. He was reluctant to destroy even a stone statue of her.

Want...... Do you want to go back and see her secretly?

Go ahead. Just sneak it up. If she thinks about him a little, a little bit, he will bite Zhang Shaoxing to death and snatch her over!

If not...... and bit both of them to death.

Bite Zhang Suxing to death first, and then bite Su Qianruo to death after a few decades. Let them go down to the underworld and not be together again......

Before the cold kiln in Lijia Village, red yarn was still hung. In the cold kiln, there is no figure. What is red yarn used for? Get married...... Is she married? Can't wait to marry Zhang Soxing?

The last bit of hope in the spirit's heart was disappointed. He lay down on the stone bed of the cold kiln, smelling the faint smell on the quilt. There was a strange feeling in the chest, as if something had penetrated it.

There were footsteps outside the curtain, but it wasn't hers.

Wang Mao'er swirled around in the clearing. "Spirit, are you really not coming back?" He sat down wiltedly and muttered to himself.

Shang Moyun straightened his ears.

"Spirits can live for thousands of years, but we humans can only live for decades. If it's really like what my sister said, you won't come back until I die of old age, and I can only throw the jade heart into the eyes of the sea. Sister, she has been taken away for three days, and I don't know if those people will torture her? Wang Mao'er couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart, and tears rolled down from her eyes, wetting a large piece of clothing in front of her.

Shang Moyun quickly rushed out of the cold kiln, stretched out his hand and shook Wang Mao'er vigorously, bared his teeth and asked coldly, "What are you talking about?" Who will torture her? Who is going to hurt her? ”