That was twenty years ago, when Qingcheng was only five years old, a little younger than Jia Yan now.

On that day, the rain had just stopped for half a month, and although the sky was still gloomy, it was finally not like a leak, and it was inconvenient to go anywhere.

Your aunt and I were young and playful at that time, and we were very bored at home for half a month. So when they saw that the rain had stopped, they couldn't sit still anymore, so the two of them left their people and went to Zhangtai City by themselves.

Later, I often thought that that day might be the last happy time for the two of us together.

That day, the two of us walked around Zhangtai City for a long time, ate a few famous restaurants, watched a few plays, and bought a lot of novelties on the market, ready to take home for Chi and Qingcheng to play. So by the time we got home, it was already dark.

It was very dark that night, with no stars, only a hazy crescent, just like today.

The two of us got out of the carriage and walked towards the house, talking about the fun of the day, not realizing that the danger was getting closer. I still remember that your aunt was very happy that day, like a little girl, chattering with me about the "Shengping Treasure Raft", saying that it was beautiful in words and quoted from the internal scriptures, which was extremely wonderful. Because of her high-pitched mood, my mood became very cheerful, and I put aside my business troubles for the time being.

However, when we were less than ten steps away from the gate of Yan's house, your aunt suddenly stopped, looked ahead with stunned eyes, grabbed my sleeve with one hand, and asked in a dumb voice: "Bai Lin, is that...... Is that Qingcheng? ”

I glanced ahead, but I saw nothing. Ahead, except for the mansion that seemed to grow out of thin air, there was only a dark night. So he smiled and said, "What do you want?" Qingcheng should have slept, how could he be waiting for us here. ”

But before I finished speaking, I felt a chill all over my body, like a basin of cold water poured from my head.

I see it...... It's not big, a little taller than my waist, so it's no wonder your aunt recognizes him as Qingcheng at first sight.

It had a red cloth on its head, a red cloth glowing with black light, and it jumped past in front of the gate of Yan's house, flickering and flickering, coming and going, and it was difficult to distinguish between virtual and real.

Every time it jumped, my heart shook as if it was about to jump out of my chest. Your aunt was so frightened that she couldn't do anything or say anything except scratching my fingers.

And it, as if it hadn't noticed the two of us, just silently went back and forth in front of it, appeared, disappeared, and reappeared......

I don't remember exactly when it left, but I remember that your aunt slipped at my feet without a sound, and fell asleep for three days before she woke up.

You all know what happened next, although your aunt is awake, but her spirit is not as good as before, not only is she slow to react, but she also often talks nonsense, saying crazy things that people don't understand. So I didn't pay attention to her trouble last night, thinking that she was just remembering the old thing, but now it seems that she should have seen that thing again.

"So you don't know what that evil is?" After listening to Yan Bailin's speech, Zhao Zimai thought for a while and slowly asked a sentence.

Yan Bailin shook his head, the vicissitudes of life and pain in his eyes blended together, "I know that I may be able to find a solution, but now it is impossible to even prescribe the right medicine, it is really sad." ”

"But," Zhao Zimai took another step forward, his eyes flickering by the light of the oil lamp, "but although it frightened his aunt at that time, it didn't kill anyone, this time, it killed Miss Cuiyun." ”

"Zimai is right, father, why did it kill people? If the appearance of this evil has something to do with our Yan family, then why did it kill Cui Yun? Although Cui Yun is the maid of the Yan family, she is not the Yan family after all. Yan Yuchi frowned, and then asked.

"I don't understand," Yan Bailin took his eyes off Cuiyun's corpse, "But we must do something less, Qingcheng, let the steward go and choose a good coffin and stele for Cuiyun tomorrow, and bury her." Cuiyun's parents are long gone, but I heard that she still has a younger brother in Zhangtai, and our family will take care of the rest of this child's life, so that she can go with peace of mind. ”

Yan Qingcheng nodded in response, but Zhao Zimai was still uneasy, and said to Yan Bailin, "Uncle, that Mu girl said that evil is usually hidden in the host, and this sentence will inevitably make people panic when you think about it." Because this host must also be in the Yan family, and it is in the dark and we are in the light, in this way, isn't everyone in danger? ”

Yan Bailin was shocked, "That's what she said?" Evil dwells in the bodies of ordinary people? ”

Zhao Zimai was just about to answer, when he suddenly heard Yan Qingcheng beside him let out a soft snort, and pointed to Cuiyun who was lying down, "She...... How did she bleed? ”

A stream of blood slid down Cuiyun's bare calf, and it looked like she was bleeding from the covered thigh or deeper.

"Find a guy and see what's going on." Yan Bailin's voice sank, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

***

"This girl is pregnant, and what came out just now was the unformed child in her womb." After he finished speaking, he stood aside with his hands tied, and quickly took his eyes off the three shocked faces.

"Yes...... But she hasn't married yet......" It took a long time for Yan Bailin to hold back such a sentence from his mouth. He has always been proud of his strict family style, and now he can't help but be shocked and angry when he finds out that such a thing has happened in his family.

"The child is less than two months old, so this girl's body is still unrecognizable, and it is impossible to determine whether she knows she is pregnant." His voice was a little lower, and he said to Yan Bailin, "However, although it is rare for a person to shed a baby after death, it is not uncommon, so you don't have to pay too much attention to it, master." ”

Yan Bailin's attention was obviously not on this, he was trembling all over now, and it was all thanks to Yan Qingcheng's support that he didn't fall. He walked outside the door and shouted angrily at the little guy who was guarding outside, "Check, we must find out who the insulting person is." ”

The little guys responded and walked outside the courtyard, but before they reached the door, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Yan Yuchi stumbled in. His face was pale, his feet staggered, and he looked like he had lost his soul.

As if he didn't see anyone else, he walked straight to Cuiyun's corpse's room, and knelt down beside the wooden bed with a "plop".

"Cuiyun." He cried, tears falling from his face, "Cuiyun, I can't stand you." ”