When I woke up again, I had already returned to the Jiang family's mansion and lived in the place where I lived when I was a child.

My mother pulled me to cry again and again, but I didn't have many tears, the Jiang family sent a lot of people to check, but there were too many people on the street at that time, I can only say that the person was wearing gray clothes, but I can't describe what he looks like.

Closing her eyes was the scene of that day, Mulan took the red rock sugar gourd, the sugar stains stuck to her face and hair, and smiled sweetly.

I was on the other side of the street, dragged by my sister, I don't know if she was a ghost or something, I just knew that she was no longer the smiling sister I remembered.

Jing Yao's accident caught me off guard, I lost a child and lost my husband, and now, she wants to blame me for all these things, and she wants to take away my other child, I hate her.

I didn't know how many days I stayed on the bed, it was dark and white outside, my mother came and went, went and came, and there were a few more silver threads in my sideburns, and she didn't allow me to leave this yard, for fear that I wouldn't be able to think about it and do something stupid.

In the intermittent communication with her, in her sad face all day long, I learned that my grandmother had been ill for a long time, and her strong body and bones were afraid that she would not survive.

I had a foreshadowing in my heart, and when I really heard the news of my grandmother's death, I didn't feel as sad as I imagined, not even tears.

It was only in the summer when the trees were luxuriant, but the Jiang family was "covered in silver" and solemn*, the grandmother's body was placed in front of the ancestral hall, and a brand new brown wood tablet was put up.

As a direct granddaughter, I knelt beside my grandmother in filial piety clothes, looking at the people kneeling in front of the body, familiar and unfamiliar faces, all making the same expression - crying.

I unconsciously looked at my grandmother, who closed her eyes as if she had taken a nap under a big tree when she was a child, and she could wake up with a single trick on us.

My grandmother's face was like that of my sister at that time, old and unspeakable, and the dark red or dark purple scars were connected one after another, joining into a cloud.

In the evening, the rancid smell on my grandmother's body could no longer be covered, and the summer was hot, even if I hid ice cubes on my body, it was still useless, so I asked my mother and father, who had been tired for a long time, to go back and accompany my grandmother by myself.

I went and fetched some ice cubes and placed them next to my grandmother, trying to slow down the decay of the corpse.

Opened the placket of my grandmother's shirt and put it in the boxy pieces. Her hands were originally folded, because I was a little too big to release the ice, and it loosened and hung down to my lower body.

I hurriedly took my grandmother's hand, but I saw the same gong-shaped mark as Mulan between the fingers of her right hand.

Stunned, he quickly reset it.

The sound of cicadas and insects at night was noisy, and I leaned against the corner of the ancestral hall and remembered the one who had been dancing under it.

I wonder if she's still there?

My brain was a little chaotic, probably Zhou Gong came to me, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Half-asleep and half-awake, I half-squinted, but saw that there was darkness in front of me, and suddenly I was shocked, scared into a cold sweat, I don't know when I was dragged under the ancestral hall, the platform was still in the same place, but there was no one on it.

The yellowish candle flame has been green since I realized it, just like the first time I came with my grandmother.

"Ancestors."

I shouted, and the voice continued to echo in the ground, from strong to weak, to nothing, and the ancestor did not appear.

A familiar sense of powerlessness came over me, and I turned my head left and right to look at the stone walls, and the back.

There is an unknown danger approaching.

I should go!

Hurriedly ran up the stairs, but found that there was a thick fog that could not be dissolved, so rashly entered, it was easy to have an accident, and he retreated unwillingly, and the green fire jumping in the distance seemed to be bewitching: Come here......

The ghost approached in a daze, and the flames changed shape, outlining a blurred face, it was Mulan!

As I drew closer to the flames, the corners of my clothes flashed in the afterglow, and when I looked up, it was a living dragon with its mouth wide open.

The bitter cold passed through my spine and through my brain, and I looked down to see the yellow corners of my clothes floating beside the hem of my skirt, and my hands suddenly touched my body, constantly choking my throat.

Her head stretched out suddenly, until she stopped a head and a half taller than mine, and slowly, little by little, lowered her head, smiled at the corners of her mouth, and her big black and white eyes looked like two human skeletons with hollow eye sockets that day......

She opened her mouth and said, "Yet—I—son—son—

Immediately, a gloomy laugh.

I was horrified, but I couldn't shake off the strange strength of her hands, and I stumbled and was forced to the fire, and my right hand was slammed into the green flames.

There was no burning as expected, but there seemed to be thousands of ants crawling on it between the fingers of the right hand, and the pain was fine and dense.

The flames burned even brighter.

I watched as the ancestor's tranquil face gradually changed into the delicate appearance of my sister, revealing a mouthful of white teeth and smiling coldly.

As I was about to lose consciousness, I saw me fall to the ground, and my right hand, which had been thrown into the green flames, broke away from the flames, and a red mark appeared between my fingers.

And Mulan, exactly the same gong-shaped mark as my grandmother.