With great difficulty, she staggered down to the main road at the door of the front hall, her face was pale with pain, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead and chin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Twisted your foot? Does it hurt? A pair of hands reached over and held her.

Rose turned her head and bumped into her eyes suddenly.

A pair of eyes like a blue sky, the bottom of the eyes is slightly curved to outline a beautiful arc, and a smile that is more charming than peach blossoms has rippled, and people can't take their attention off it.

It's Feng Jiu......

Dressed in a light blue robe, like an ordinary ancient scholar.

He didn't seem to be any different from the others in Qiu Xiuya's memory, he couldn't see the roses. Because his gaze has been fixed on Qiu Xiuya, the corners of his mouth are like when he usually makes bad ideas, hooking a wicked smile.

Qiu Xiuya frowned, and shook her hand vigorously: "Be bold and let go, let it go......"

But her strength was too small, not only did she not shake off Feng Jiu, but she staggered twice and almost fell.

The smile in Feng Jiu's eyes instantly became more and more brilliant, and it was a little dazzling. He is Feng Jiu, but his temperament is very different from that of Feng Jiu, whom Rose knows, and he is extremely strange.

"Okay, I'll let it go." As he spoke lightly, he let go of his hand.

Suddenly losing her balance, Qiu Xiuya was caught off guard and sat on the ground.

"I'm leaving," he bowed to Qiu Xiuya, his smile still on his face.

"There will be a date later." After saying that, he turned around and walked through Rose's body and walked towards the front.

"Feng Jiu." Rose shouted after him.

But Feng Jiu didn't hear the voice of the rose after all, and didn't even look at her.

Although he was a powerful monster, now Rose was sure that he was just a phantom, a phantom that existed in Qiu Xiuya's memories and was replayed on the stage of this old mansion.

But when will this drama end, and when will the roses get out of the house? She thought about it, only Doulan could communicate with her normally in the house, but Doulan was now gone.

How can the big monster in Doulan's mouth find her? She was tired, and she didn't want to watch it anymore.

It was just a flash of thought, and the sky suddenly darkened, and for a moment it was pitch black in front of me. Then there was a bright yellow light, and in the blink of an eye, Rose found that she was standing in Qiu Xiuya's room again.

The window was open, but outside the window was a wall of solid bricks, and no light could penetrate it, and the darkness was indescribably oppressive. It was dark in the room, and only a dim candle was lit in the corner.

Qiu Xiuya sat in front of the embroidery frame, her red and swollen eyes were blank, and her face was so thin that only two high cheekbones remained. He was wearing a white nightdress, and his hair was still meticulously combed.

"Ahh

Suddenly a scream broke out, Qiu Xiuya rushed to the door, raised her hand and slapped on the door: "Let me out!" A madman with the surname Qiu!! Let me out......"

I don't know if it was because of her crying, accompanied by the sound of small footsteps, several people opened the door and walked in. Master Qiu, the two men, and the old witch in Qiu Xiuya's mouth, the old witch was holding a big wooden bucket in her hand.

Qiu Xiuya raised her feet and ran outside, but was grabbed by one of the two men and dragged back by one arm, pressing her head firmly on the table.

"Dad, what are you going to do?" Qiu Xiuya tried to stay calm, but her voice couldn't help but tremble.

"Xiuya, ......" Master Qiu walked to her side, bent down to be level with her face, but his eyes were fixed on the desktop without looking at her, "You see that you can't marry Young Master Bai if you're crazy......"

Qiu Xiuya immediately said: "I'm not crazy! ”

Master Qiu ignored her and said to himself: "...... Young Master Bai is a unicorn again, and I still want to do Mrs. Fate's father...... Xiumin looks very similar to you, so I'll let her marry you......"

Qiu Xiuya was anxious, and tried hard to break away from the person who was pressing herself: "Resurrection won't agree, you should be so fooled by him?" ”

“…… I have a good son-in-law and a good daughter, and I still lack a few good sons......" Suddenly his eyes flashed, "But I don't have a son's life, so I can only use men to produce sons......"

"What ......" struggled to no avail, and Qiu Xiuya quieted down a little. But probably sensing the danger looming, her lips kept trembling, "What do you want to do?" ”

took out a transparent bead the size of a ping-pong ball from his jacket and glanced at her slowly: "Xiuya, Mr. said that you are the reincarnation of a witch and went to the world to cultivate the demonic barrier." In this life, I have become my daughter," her face was distorted like crying because of her excitement, "I will be a male breed for my father, and satisfy my father's wish to have a son, and you will be regarded as accumulating yin virtue." Father will not treat you badly, other girls will swallow gold by suicide, and father will let you swallow the Qiu family's precious night pearl. Although this bead is not as valuable as the one in the palace of the previous dynasty, it is more than enough for the funeral. ”

After speaking, the two of them turned Qiu Xiuya's body over, lying on the table with the upper body and the lower body hanging under the table.

Realizing that something was wrong, Qiu Xiuya struggled desperately, but where was her strength comparable to that of two strong men? His chest was crushed by his knees, and even his neck was so pressed that he couldn't move, so he could only kick his legs in vain.

Without hesitation, Master Qiu squeezed between the two, pinched Qiu Xiuya's chin with one hand, and stuffed the night pearl from her mouth with the other hand, and stuffed it straight into her throat. Afraid that she would spit it out, he simply pressed the night pearl with his hand and pressed it against the center of her throat.

Qiu Xiuya's feet bounced desperately, like a desperate fish thrown into the hot desert. The hands spasmed in pain, opening and closing repeatedly.

Rose stood motionless, her whole body frozen.

After a long day, tears finally burst out of his eyes uncontrollably. But his body was full of fear, and he couldn't exert any strength in his body. He staggered back a few steps, retreated to the witch at the door, who was holding a Buddha bead and bowing her head to chant Buddha, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you save her?" ”

The old witch just lowered her head and closed her eyes, her fingers flicked the rosary quickly, and she muttered the Buddha in her mouth.

"Why don't you save her......" Rose lost her strength and sat down on the ground. Her mind was confused, but her mind was inexplicably clear, in the fear of the room that was so great that she couldn't breathe.

She remembered the despair of being killed by her loved ones, the feeling of unwillingness. Even after a hundred years, it is still hidden deep in the soul, and I still shudder when I think about it again.

……

For a long time, Qiu Xiuya's struggle became smaller and smaller, and her desperate feet slowly softened, lying softly in midair.

The three people who held her down seemed to have discovered something, and at the same time let go of their hands. The leading Master Qiu held on to the table and gasped for a while, and tears appeared in his eyes: "Good girl, good girl, Dad is sorry for you......" After muttering twice, he said to the two men, "Bring the barrel." ”

The two men took two steps back instead.

One of them cried and said with a sad face: "Brother, it's harder to kill people than to kill pigs, my feet are weak." ”

Another looked horrified and said, "Me too." ”

"Something that doesn't make a living." Master Qiu scolded and had to move the wooden barrel in the corner of the house by himself.

At this moment, because of the weight of her legs, Qiu Xiuya's body slowly slid down. He quickly fell off the table and fell heavily on his back to the ground.

Rose cautiously crawled over and looked at her face.

Her face turned blue and purple. The eyes are half-open and half-closed, revealing two whites of the eyes. There were two caterpillar-like red nosebleeds hanging from the nostrils. The mouth is wide open, the jaw is twisted to the side, and the lips and teeth are covered with tooth blood. The two palms are hooked like eagle claws, and the green tendons on the back of the hands pop out.

This is the person who gets stuck alive by something?

Can't breathe, can't make a sound......

Even though she couldn't touch her, Rose reached for her cheek to wake her up.

The moment the fingertips of the "forehead ......" touched the skin, she suddenly inhaled sharply.

Rose was not the only one who was taken aback, but the other four people in the room also looked at her in surprise.

At this moment, without knowing where the strength came from, Qiu Xiuya's body jumped up and pounced on Master Qiu's legs, aiming at his legs and stomachs and opening his mouth to bite down.

She used all her strength, biting hard.

"Hey, hey......" Master Qiu sat on the ground in pain, "help, come and help." ”

"Corpse!" The old witch screamed, and the other three took a few steps back.

A stream of soggy liquid flowed down from Master Qiu's legs.

"Hey, hey......" Master Qiu desperately kicked Qiu Xiuya's head with his other foot, trying to kick her away. It was useless to pedal for a long time, and in a panic, he picked up the round stool at hand, aimed at Qiu Xiuya's head and smashed it hard......

One, two, three......

Blood splattered in all directions as the round stool rose and fell.

This scene makes Rose almost out of body.

Rose's instinctive reaction was to hold her head, shrink her face into her knees, and close her eyes hard. But the muffled sound of blunt blows continued to rush into her ears, hitting her eardrums hard. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and even her teeth trembled wildly, biting her own tongue constantly.

Finally, the sound stopped.

Rose timidly raised her head and glanced over there, her body shaking even more.

Qiu Xiuya was lying on the ground, her head was like a leaky balloon, and she had sunk into a large piece, and she couldn't see her appearance anymore. Sticky blood stained her white nightdress, and smeared along her body on the ground. The enchanting glow of the yellow candlelight danced and swayed on the surface of the dark red liquid.

Without a trace of expression on Old Master Qiu's pale face, he took two steps back. grabbed the wedding dress on the embroidery frame and threw it on Qiu Xiuya, covering Qiu Xiuya's broken body.

"It's the dead girl who forced me......" he said dumbfoundedly, "tie her up, tie her tightly, I don't believe she can still move......"

Unable to look any longer, Rose scrambled to her feet and rushed towards the door. Whether his door was locked or not, she couldn't look at it anymore.

The moment her hands touched the wooden door, a bright color in front of her eyes made her eyes ache vividly.

The light of the afternoon shines through the thick clouds on the thick new snow that has just fallen, and it is white. At the foot of a narrow, winding corridor connected several half-collapsed houses.

Rose stood in the middle of the corridor, and there was still the shadow of Qiu Xiuya's room behind her. The cold wind poured down on her face, calming her chaotic consciousness a little.

No, she's leaving the house, she's going out.

Rose stepped out of the hallway toward the flatter ground, and within a few steps the soft snow beneath her feet suddenly hardened, nearly tripping her over. She hurriedly jumped forward twice and braked her body, and when she looked back, she saw an arm peeking out from under the white snow.

A red arm, you can clearly see the veins and blood vessels on the arm. Because all the skin on his arm was gone, as if it had been torn alive, and there were still a few faint traces of blood left on it.

Rose didn't have the courage to peel through the undulating snow mounds to see if there was a skinless corpse buried underneath.

She turned around and was about to keep running, "Rose, where are you?" "The voice is the sound of the sea, somehow, I always feel a strange feeling when I listen to it, and it is very warm.

The thing in Rose's chest jumped violently, her nose was sore, and hot tears flowed into her mouth at once, salty. A strange word came out of his throat involuntarily: "Resurrection...... I'm scared of ......"

The person over there hesitated: "Xiuya...... Is it you? ”

"Resurrection...... "Resurrection ...... "For some reason, Rose was aggrieved and cried sadly.

"Xiuya...... Are you on the rose?! Don't be afraid...... Where are you? He whispered comfortingly.

In this house, the rose couldn't tell the difference between the east and the west, but in her throat she replied: "I ...... in the west courtyard"

"West Courtyard? The west courtyard is not far from the vestibule...... Fair...... You go to the front room right now...... I'll have someone pick you up there......"

Before she finished speaking, when she turned her head, Rose saw Feng Jiu's smiling eyes. The cold feelings of dying in distant memories, as well as the suffocating despair and helplessness, immediately turned into a rage that could destroy the world.

Rose let out a terrible scream in her throat and threw herself viciously with her hands outstretched.

The target was his throat......

It was a very vulnerable place. Her instincts told me she was going to run her fingers through his throat and tear him apart and kill him......

But before she could pounce on her, her body was hugged by someone. When I looked up, I saw a cold face. The voice in her head told her that the person who hugged her was called Canghai.

"Hurry up." Canghai said, not to Rose, but to Feng Jiu, who she hated so much in front of her.

So Feng Jiu walked over, stretched out his left hand and stuck Rose's throat, his right index finger and middle finger were together, and the pointed nails pressed against her eyebrows: "I know that you died a miserable death, but the past life is over, what are you still pestering your life and soul?" The seven spirits of the previous life want to swallow the seven spirits of the present life and resurrect them, do you want to pull the soul of life together to fly ashes and annihilate? Disappear. ”

As he spoke, his fingers slowly hooked.

Rose's temples were strangled by the tightening force in her throat, and she felt all the blood rushing to the top of her head, and her whole body trembled like an electric shock.

She wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.

In a daze, Rose saw a pale translucent face, hooked by Feng Jiu's two fingers. It was slowly pulled out of her face, as if she had been attached to her face.

That face rose knows, it is Qiu Xiuya.

She was face to face with Rose, her face full of horror, her eyes wide open, and her eyes full of tears. After a while, the upper body of her wearing a wedding dress was also pulled out of Rose's body by Feng Jiu, and the part below her waist was still connected to Rose's body.

Suddenly, she raised her hands and grabbed Rose's arms. Her lips didn't move, but an eager pleading voice came from her palm: "Let me meet him...... Let me see the resurrection side...... Please......

Looking at the tears on her face, Rose's heart softened, and then Qiu Xiuya's face quickly fell back to Rose's face.

Rose looked at it again, Feng Jiu was bending over to cover her chest. Her left hand was still stuck around her neck like an iron hoop, but her strength seemed to be much smaller for a moment. Rose hurriedly took a breath, and the cold air poured straight into her lungs, and her head suddenly lightened.

But the body was still hugged by the person behind him, and he turned his head to look at Canghai with great effort, and the rose almost collapsed: "Boss Cang, let go of my ......"

But Canghai's eyes with a bright purple light still didn't look at the rose, but stared at Feng Jiu in front of him: "Old gray wolf, you don't have the ability to change me." ”

Standing up straight and looking at me, the corners of Feng Jiu's pale mouth raised slightly: "I thank God that you can fix her life and soul." He raised his hand to cover the rose's eyes, and suddenly his eyes went black like a faint.

Feng Jiu's voice in his ears became blurred, faint, not very clear.

“…… Take a good look at the ...... Bai Fusheng has been dead for nearly a hundred years......" (To be continued.) )