"Amitabha! Donor, you have returned, and we have just received news here that the plague in the county town has been resolved. ”

The host master saw that Lu Xiaoyao and Zhao Guanlan also had more emotions on their faces, and when they heard his voice, Lu Xiaoyao withdrew his gaze.

"Master, the plague has been resolved, and we have come to take our relatives home." Lu Xiaoyao smiled and said to the host master, and when he heard her words, the host master hurriedly responded.

"Amitabha, don't worry, your family is fine, in the backyard of the side, I will let you take you over to reunite with your family."

As the host master spoke, he called a little monk and told him directly to take Lu Xiaoyao and them to the backyard to meet their family.

Can't wait to see Zhao Cong and Zhao Lan and them, Lu Xiaoyao hurriedly and politely thanked the host master, and then led Zhao Guanlan to prepare to leave, but ......

"Xianggong, Xianggong?"

Zhao Guanlan stood in place, his eyes were a little distracted, Lu Xiaoyao called him twice, but he didn't get a response, and pushed him twice in confusion for a while, and Zhao Guilan came back to his senses.

"Master Abbot, who was that woman just now?"

Zhao Guanlan, who reacted, did not look at Lu Xiaoyao, but instead looked at the abbot master, and asked with a puzzled expression.

Hearing Zhao Guanlan's inquiry, Lu Xiaoyao twisted his eyebrows, and was a little curious in his heart, and followed Zhao Guanlan to look at the abbot master.

"Amitabha, donor, that woman is just an ordinary pilgrim at the temple, and she comes here every month on this day to offer incense and pray as a sign of respect for the gods."

"Does it come every month today?" The host master's voice fell, and Lu Xiaoyao took the lead in front of Zhao Guanlan.

The host master nodded, "Except for delays, they will come." ”

Hearing the words of the host master, Lu Xiaoyao didn't speak, raised his head to look at Zhao Guanlan, only to find that his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

Lu Xiaoyao was a little puzzled, Zhao Guanlan is rarely in such a situation, could it be that he knows the woman just now?

Lu Xiaoyao guessed that the woman was Yao Xianniang, but she didn't admit it, and Lu Xiaoyao could only be called by that woman.

"Xianggong, do you know the woman just now?" Lu Xiaoyao pushed Zhao Guanlan, and then asked out loud.

Hearing Lu Xiaoyao's inquiry, Zhao Guanlan gradually came back to his senses, glanced in the direction of the backyard, and then slowly spoke.

"I don't know, but when I see her, I have an inexplicable feeling in my heart."

Zhao Guanlan said with a suspicious face, he was very sure that he had not seen the woman just now, but where did the inexplicable familiarity in his heart come from, which made him very puzzled.

Hearing his words, Lu Xiaoyao didn't take it to heart, since she was not Yao Xianniang, there was nothing to think about.

"Little master, please lead the way." Lu Xiaoyao said to the little monk on the side, and then led Zhao Guanlan to follow behind the little monk, preparing to go to the courtyard of the second aunt.

backyard

Zhao Cong felt that Lu Xiaoyao and they should come to pick them up and go home in the next two days, he was a little excited, and he couldn't bear it, so he ran out while his second aunt was cooking, he wanted to go to the front yard and wait for his brother and sister-in-law, so that they could see him at first sight.

Zhao Cong was happy in his heart, and when he got out of their yard, he ran down the corridor to the front yard.

Around the corner, Yao Yuehe walked out quickly, just when she was in the hall, her heart swelled with a strange look, almost twenty years, her emotions have not fluctuated much, and now it is really strange that there is a touch of strangeness in her heart.

Yao Yuehe thought about things, but didn't see someone rushing around the corner, and was knocked straight to the ground.

"Oops..."

Zhao Cong was also knocked straight down, fell to the ground and made an oops, rubbing his body and looking at the person who knocked him down with an aggrieved face, and was a little surprised when he saw her beautiful face.

This aunt is so beautiful, she actually covered it with a black hat, and she was dressed in black, looking like Widow Liu in the village.

"You..."

As soon as Zhao Cong wanted to speak, he saw the person who knocked him down on the ground with a fierce face, looking at him with murderous eyes.

Zhao Cong swallowed his saliva, with a hint of fear in his eyes, "Yes, I'm sorry, it's me, I didn't see anyone around the corner when I ran fast, I'm sorry." I'll help you up. ”

Zhao Cong hurriedly got up from the ground and was about to go over to help the beautiful aunt on the ground, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he heard the aunt's cold voice coming out.

"Little ghost, do you know what happened to everyone who saw my face?"

The gloomy voice struck, Zhao Cong subconsciously swallowed his saliva, his face showed a touch of fear, he didn't dare to move again, and his frightened eyes looked at the black aunt in front of him.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Zhao Cong stammered and apologized, scared to death, but still pretended to be calm and apologized.

Yao Yuehe looked at Zhao Cong with gloomy eyes, and somehow, she saw the same shadow as her dead son in this reckless boy.

Yao Yuehe's gaze suddenly became cold again, and the hand hidden under the black robe was directly clenched, Zhao Cong was so frightened that his legs became weak, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly shouted.

"Help!"

After shouting, Zhao Cong hurriedly turned around and ran to the side backyard, his cute little face turned white with fright.

Lu Xiaoyao and Zhao Guanlan walked to the side courtyard under the leadership of the little monk, and as soon as they stepped into the corridor, they heard a panicked cry for help.

"It's Xiaohu." Lu Xiaoyao immediately heard that it was Zhao Cong's voice, and immediately looked at Zhao Guanlan in surprise, and as soon as his eyes left, Zhao Guanlan had already strode forward.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaoyao also became anxious, and hurriedly said to the stunned little monk, "Little master, where did the voice come from, take me quickly." ”

After hearing Lu Xiaoyao's voice, the little monk reacted, and hurriedly nodded to Lu Xiaoyao, and then ran forward with messy steps.

Zhao Cong ran quickly into the yard, only knowing that after he stopped, he would definitely die, and at this time he didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to escape from that terrifying woman.

Yao Yuehe originally wanted to let that little ghost go, but who knew that he would suddenly scream and alarm the rest of the temple, so don't blame her.

Zhao Cong turned back while running, and seeing that the terrifying woman was about to catch up with him, he was so frightened that he fell directly and fell to the ground.

"Don't, don't come here." Zhao Cong looked at Yao Yuehe with a frightened face, his little face was pale, Yao Yuehe looked at Zhao Cong, and saw the despair when her son fell into the hands of those people from his frightened appearance.

Thinking of those people, Yao Yuehe's eyes suddenly became sharp, those sanctimonious hypocrites, those who only benefit themselves, they should not die well.

Yao Yuehe's gaze fell into madness, her sharp eyes stared at Zhao Cong fiercely, and she suddenly took out a cold sword from her arms.