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Han Ke became more and more confident, and he limped forward, but when he was about to walk in front of the woman, he vaguely felt that something was wrong!

This aroma!

Han Ke only felt that this strange aroma seemed to have been smelled somewhere, but because the woman was holding the incense burner in her hand, Han Ke didn't think about it.

It was only when I got closer that I seemed to feel that the woman in front of me was not a hosta.

Her body seems to be smaller than that of a hosta.

Which girl in the old lady's room is this?

As an inferior servant, it is very rare for Han Ke to see these "pampered" maidservants.

He was stunned at first, and then immediately shouted in a loud voice: "Why, one or two, they all think that your brother Han Ke is easy to bully?" ”

He was sure that the girl holding the incense burner must have been called by the hosta to deliberately play tricks on him.

The woman quietly hugged the incense burner and said nothing.

A gust of wind blew, and Han Ke couldn't help but shudder, he found that the woman in front of him had stood for so long, and she hadn't even changed her posture!

Han Ke limped around again, picked up the broom, and somehow, he felt that he should hold the broom while his woman was holding the incense burner.

"Hey!" Han Ke drew an arc of the broom in front of him, which seemed to be "distinct" from the woman here.

"What's your name?" He asked vulgarly and unreasonably, this trail has been his "territory" since he started working as a servant in the Han Mansion, and he felt that he had the right and obligation to inquire about the uninvited guest in front of him.

The woman was silent, she seemed to be very shy, and she refused to raise her head, but only bowed slightly to Han Ke's words, as if to show that she had heard his inquiry.

The woman's meekness made Han Ke feel good, but at the same time, he was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but slow down his tone: "Are you in the old lady's room?" ”

At this time. For no reason, another gust of wind rose, and the woman nodded frequently.

Han Ke looked up at the sky, and in this dense forest and bamboo path, the sunlight seemed to be difficult to penetrate. He just instinctively thought that the sky was going to change......

"Well, let's go!" After talking for a long time, it was Han Ke who was asking and answering himself. He thought it was boring, so he said to the woman casually.

However, the woman seemed to have something unspeakable, and still stood still.

"Hey, I said," Han Ke just picked up the broom and swept it twice, but his woman was still in place, so he said angrily, "If you don't leave, don't be so gray!" ”

Woman. Clam up.

Han Ke swept a few mischievous times, planning to make these maids who usually treat themselves as young ladies suffer! He still hadn't forgotten the dispute with the hosta yesterday, but the one in front of him was good, compared to the hosta's unrelenting, her silence made Han Ke feel even more angry.

Han Ke simply threw away the broom, walked over one high and one low, and said, "Let's go!" Why don't you go and wait to sweep the road with you, Brother Han? ”

The woman seemed to be laughing.

Han Ke was really angry, he had just kept a certain distance from the woman out of suspicion, and Jinzi seemed to have a contemptuous smile, he became more and more angry, and simply took two steps forward. I'm going to argue with this woman.

Unexpectedly, Han Ke's approach was the beginning of his tragedy.

The woman was smiling, her thin lips grinning back irrepressibly. Yes, it's not so much grinning as being cracked!

The corners of her mouth pulled desperately to the sides, the expression seemed to be ecstatic, but in her eyes, at the corners of her mouth. But when they were all in Han Ke's time, they shed red blood!

Han Ke was stunned, in the bamboo forest, only he was with the "woman" in front of him.

Han Ke didn't know where he got the courage, he suddenly had a self-deceptive thought, this woman was deliberately trying to scare himself?

Those maids, who doesn't have a rouge gouache......

In fact, although Han Ke had an easy errand in the Han Mansion, the old lady's extra kindness made him inferior everywhere.

Therefore, over time, Han Ke's brain is not so normal......

At this time, he felt that everyone was horrific and terrifying, but in his heart he still thought that this was just a means for those servants to bully him.

Rao was like this, his voice was still a little trembling, Han Ke grabbed his trouser leg and said, "Who are you?" If you make such nonsense again, I, I'll tell the old lady! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another gust of wind rose in the forest, and Han Ke fixed his gaze and fainted!

It turned out that the woman nodded frequently before, not because of anything else, but because she had a veil around her neck! The tulle veil was tied into a dead knot and wrapped firmly around the woman's tender neck!

The strength, the time, the soft, light curtain, actually strangulated the woman's throat deeply, hanging on the green bamboo behind her!

I don't know if this woman committed suicide or was killed here!

She hugged the incense burner in her arms tightly, and the wind blew, not because she was moving, but because the bamboo behind her was pulling her head and making a similar "nodding" action!

"Ahh Han Ke let out a penetrating scream, and he passed out at the woman's feet.

The woman's strange smile, bloodshot eyes, and the wind rose, and she seemed to be satisfied with her jaw and was silent......

The lights are on the four sides of the city, and the galaxy is in the middle of the water. (Note)

The little servant Han Yi looked at the moat in the distance, and somehow, he remembered the poems that the third son, Han Mochen, had taught him.

It would be nice if the third son was here......

The cold sweat behind Han Yi has gradually dissipated in the cool autumn breeze, in order to alleviate the fear in his heart, he stood in front of the window, staring at the lights of thousands of homes in Langjing City, Qingyang downstairs, there are still guys in the lively welcome to send to.

This bustling and noisy scene made Han Yi seem to return to reality from a strange illusion.

He hoped that what he said just now was just a nightmare of his own, after waking up, he was still busy preparing the old lady's birthday banquet in the back garden of the Han Mansion, and the evening cherry blossoms and Xia He were not dead......

However, Han Yi also knew in his heart that his beautiful wish was like a dead leaf on a tree branch, no matter how reluctant he was, reality, or such cruelty, those who died would never be resurrected, just like this fallen leaf, leaving the tree, it would drift away, I don't know what kind of fate it will face......

"Silly boy, why are you sad again!" In my ears, it was the voice of Han Mochen laughing and scolding when Han Yi had fallen countless leaves outside the door of the private school, and when he sighed like an old master.

At this time, the third son, Han Mochen, was already sitting on the battlefield, but he was ......

Han Yi sighed heavily, he felt that he was sorry for the trust of the third son, Han Mochen, when the third prince was leaving, he had sworn that he would take care of everyone in the family, but ......

"Silly boy, don't be sad!" Behind him, someone sighed.

(To be continued.) )

ps: Note: The poems in the article are from Bai Juyi's "Jianglou Sunset Beckoning".

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