"My dear Genia, how did I not find your imagination so rich." Lyudmila was angry and funny, "His Majesty Rudolph, Patriarch Boris and Roland have all come to the palace to inspect it for themselves, and they have searched almost every inch of the ground, and there is no trace of ghosts at all, so don't scare yourself anymore." ”

"That's right! I remember! The female ghost was very strange, her pupils seemed to be brown and golden, and she held a black flame in her hand...... "Evgenia was trapped in her own world and couldn't get out, so she didn't pay attention to what her daughter was saying, and just muttered to herself.

"Hah! The more you talk about it, the more exaggerated it becomes! I've seen a lot of ghosts and ghosts, but it's just a hazy shadow, how can it be as vivid as you said. Lyudmila shook her head and sneered, forced her mother to sleep, covered her with a quilt, and commanded gently and majestically: "All right, Genia, this is the end of tonight's 'story', now you have to close your eyes and go to bed obediently." ”

"Stinky girl, how can I talk to my mother like this, I'm not a child." Evgenia complained angrily, but had to submit to her daughter's will.

"The doctor said that the pregnant woman has drastic emotional changes and looks like an ignorant child, so I have to take care of you as a child." Lyudmila stroked her mother's hair and smiled slightly, "When I was a child, I was naughty and didn't sleep, pestering you to tell me stories, you were always helpless at that time, and now I can understand your mood at that time." ”

"Mira, I'm telling you, that female ghost—" Evgenia tried to sit up, but was forced back into bed by her daughter.

"Say no more!" Lyudmila straightened her face and looked very majestic, "Close your eyes and sleep obediently!" No matter how obsessed you are with that female ghost, at least think about Vasilisa in your belly, right? I've heard from doctors that if you don't get enough sleep during pregnancy, your baby will be stupid! ”

At the mention of Vasilisa, the threat worked, and Evgenia closed her eyes obediently.

Lyudmila breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and yawned. After sitting on the edge of her mother's bed all day, stiff and sore, she walked to the window to stretch her hands and feet, looking at the city lights and fireworks in the night sky, and her mood was also affected by the atmosphere of the New Year, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.

A bell rang behind her, and Lyudmila looked back to see that the hour and minute hands of the floor clock were obtuse at 10:30 p.m., the last hour and a half of 1624 remaining.

Lyudmila thought that her mother might be awakened by the sound of the bell, so she quietly opened the door, picked up the floor clock, and moved it to the corridor outside. The moment the door opened, the wind in the hallway blew into the bedroom, and the candlelight flickered and then went out, plunging the bedroom into darkness.

"Mira!" Evgenia suddenly woke up and sat on the bed and called out to her daughter urgently.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Lyudmila hurried back to the bedroom, forgetting to close the door with the "anti-necromantic barrier" in her busyness, "Don't be afraid, Mom, I'm in the room, it's okay." ”

Lyudmila's horrified reaction to the fact that her mother had been so paranoid, nervous, and even afraid of the dark like a child that she had to light a candlestick in her room while she slept. Walking to the table where the candlesticks were placed, Lyudmila lit the matches by the light outside the window and lit the red candles on the silver candlesticks.

Probably because of the candlelight, the mother behind her stopped screaming and became quiet again.

Lyudmila lit the candles one by one, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing behind her, and remembered that the door had not been closed. Just as he was about to turn around and close the door, a bright light suddenly erupted outside the window, instantly illuminating the night sky as bright as day. Lyudmila was stung in the eyes by this sudden bright light, and hurriedly raised her hand to cover her eyes, still wondering in her heart: "Which local tyrant is so showy and puts a super big flower!" Look at this exaggerated brightness, it will cost a lot of money to blow it up, right? ”

Rumble! The bright light was followed by a thunderous explosion, and the shock wave spread from the corner park a thousand yards away, shaking the windows of the palace, and the glass could not withstand the wind pressure, and large cracks like cobwebs appeared.

Lyudmila was stunned by the roar, and when she came back to her senses, she noticed that the light in the room had dimmed. The candlesticks that had just been lit were hit by the explosion outside the window, and most of the candles were extinguished, leaving only one candle still flickering, retaining a glimmer of light for the bedroom.

Lyudmila had realized at this time that the flash and explosion just now were not caused by fireworks, and the location of the park on the corner of the street in the distance was so blazing that it seemed to be shelled from the night sky, which made her deeply disturbed, and took out the magic guide intercom to send a letter to ask Roland what was going on outside.

At this moment, there was a heavy wheezing sound behind her, which made Lyudmila suddenly think of her mother. It was a flash and an explosion just now, and the nervous mother should have screamed in fright, why didn't she say a word? This unusual sign made Lyudmila slightly uneasy, and quickly looked back at the bed.

The bed was empty, and Evgenia was nowhere to be seen.

"Genia! Genia! ”

Lyudmila was so frightened that her head broke out in a cold sweat, and she shouted and looked around. Fortunately, Evgenia did not come out of the bedroom, and was standing in front of the dresser, staring at the mercury mirror and muttering to herself. Strange to say, Lyudmila couldn't understand what her mother was saying, as if she was cursing someone in a strange tone.

"Genia, why are you up? Get back to bed! Lyudmila walked quickly behind her mother and tried to take her hand, but her mother shook her way away.

Evgenia's face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were unusually bright, she stared at the dresser, grabbed a pair of scissors, held them with her backhand, held them high, and the tips of the scissors were pointed at her bulging abdomen, and suddenly stabbed hard!

"Stop!" Lyudmila was so frightened that her soul flew away, and without thinking, she used her fighting skills to clamp her mother's right wrist and try to force her to drop the scissors.

Evgenia turned to glare at her daughter, her bloodshot eyes shining fiercely, and she suddenly raised her left hand and slammed it into her chest, and a black flame burst out from her palm. With a roar, Lyudmila's tall and toned body flew up like a piece of paper, hit her head on the ceiling, fell down again, and fell heavily into the corner of the wall, bleeding from her head on the spot, and her eyes turned black for a while.

Lyudmila held on to the wall and struggled to her feet. didn't care to look at the hot burn marks on his chest, and rushed to his mother who didn't know what evil he had fallen into.

Evgenia raised the scissors again at this moment, as if she was bent on strangling the fetus in her womb. Lyudmila approached her just in time and slashed the scissors with a slap, and the bladed part fell to the floor with a heart-palpitating echo.