"Ouch!"

Yang Yuying's hand slid down.

In the end, he was still not very skilled in business, and he almost didn't fall off, so he was scared that Lin Guan's heart fluttered for a while, and he jumped up to the wall to take a look, and saw Yang Yuying obediently holding the edge of the wall and landing on the haystack in the corner of the wall, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What have I done!"

Lin Guan wiped the sweat from his forehead emptily.

He has always made others fearful, but this time he really met his nemesis.

Yang Yuying stood under the haystack, looking indoors, and at this look, her face suddenly seemed to be frozen, and her expression was gone.

Cheng Zhoushi was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was stiff, his pupils were even blank, and he was holding a firewood knife in his hand, and he was desperately slashing down one knife after another.

One knife cut off 'Cheng Zhu''s neck, another cut off his arm, followed by hands, legs, feet, and abdomen......

Knife after knife.

Blood flowed all over the ground, staining Cheng Zhou's clothes, shoes and socks, splashing on her head, and her expression on her face was gradually dyed with a little excitement.

Yang Yuying's feet moved, and she froze, she herself is good at formations, and she is also good at illusions, she can see that these seem to be real, but they are not real, but a kind of illusion that is not particularly clever.

But......

"Gross!"

Yang Yuying is still very disgusting.

Thinking that following the marshal back then, the scene of swords and mountains and fires going in and out, and corpses everywhere was not uncommon, and she was used to it.

The days of sitting in front of the bones and eating roast chicken are not untried.

She Yang Yuying, a precious and cherished vase, is also because the owner can't put it down, and she takes it wherever she goes, and she has not seen wind and rain.

Yang Yuying made a noise outside, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of cold eyes looking at her next to the heavy curtain outside the door.

These eyes were still familiar to her.

The first time I saw it in the Cheng Family Wine Workshop, it was such a pair of eyes.

Later, the one who raided Lin Guan was also the owner of these eyes.

But until today, she really saw the appearance of the owner of these eyes, it was actually a five or six-year-old child, with a skeletal shape, very thin, and cold eyes, but there was still a little naïve and ignorant in his pupils.

Because he was too thin, he was wrapped in a black cotton robe, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women for a while.

Yang Yuying's gaze suddenly froze and fell on the child's head.

The hair was slimy, with a layer of blood on it, and every inch of bare skin behind the ears and on the arms was covered with scars, hideous and terrifying.

Yang Yuying's heart suddenly felt a little sour.

"Ahh

Cheng Zhou suddenly screamed.

The child was stunned and trembled, and the whole house trembled with her trembling in an instant, and she rushed into the house, pacing back and forth, trying to touch Cheng Zhou.

But Cheng Zhoushi didn't seem to be able to see the child, the child was angry, so she couldn't help but stomp her feet, and the more she made a sound, the more frightened Cheng Zhoushi became, more and more scared, her eyebrows were full of despair, she whimpered and cried, rubbing her hands desperately, her whole body curled up in a ball, hugging her head and crying.

The child followed her gaze around, his face full of vigilance, his thin hands clenched and his whole body tense.

As a result, the mountains shook even more in an instant!

Cheng Zhou's suddenly erupted, and his face gradually became hideous: "You just refuse to let me go?" Don't you think! You're all dead, I can let you die once, I can make you die a hundred, a thousand times! ”

Before she could finish her voice, she suddenly rushed to the wall and kicked down a copper kettle.

Yellow, slightly blackened oil poured out.

With a bang, the oil lamp fell to the ground, the flames jumped high, burning the curtains and curtains, Cheng Zhou's face was crazy, and he didn't even move, letting the flames jump up along the hem of her trousers.

Yang Yuying's expression changed slightly, she stepped in one step and slapped Cheng Zhou's body hard, and the flames were extinguished immediately. Only then did he hold down her eyebrows and rub them gently, rubbing them for a long time.

Cheng Zhou's eyes opened in confusion and muttered to himself.

The child seemed to be frightened by such a scene, and looked at her in a daze for a long time, and when he lowered his head, his whole body became rickety.

Yang Yuying frowned.

With Yang Yuying's movements, the blood stains on Cheng Zhou's body and the blood on the ground seemed to evaporate and disappeared in the sun.

She came back to her senses, and her face was a little dazed: "The little lady of the Yang family? Buying wine again? ”

Saying that, she got up from the ground, saw the woodcutter stunned, her breathing suddenly became heavy, she looked up, her face was full of panic, she stuffed the knife back under the pillow almost as fast as she could, and pulled her hair in restraint, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted, or the same old way?" Want to be aged for five years? ”

Yang Yuying nodded.

Cheng Zhou went to drink.

From beginning to end, she couldn't seem to see the child at the door.

The child followed her step by step, but never came closer, always two or three meters away.

Cheng Zhoushi took the wine jug and walked around the wine cellar in a circle, the more anxious he became, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down.

The child silently walked forward a few steps, walked over and took Cheng Zhou's sleeve and walked to a wine tank, Cheng Zhou's suddenly quieted down, made a good wine, and walked over and handed it to Yang Yuying.

Yang Yuying took the flask and was speechless for a while.

Cheng Zhou's footsteps paused, and only then did he relax, looked at Yang Yuying in a daze, turned his head to look around, looked at the empty room, and said in a daze: "It's so dirty, why do those dirty things have to pester me?" When will you let me go? ”

With her words, the child who had been following her finally couldn't stand it anymore, and walked out with staggering steps, turning back one step at a time, Ai Ai, and rolling tears fell to the ground.

Yang Yuying's expression was solemn, she had already seen what was going on here at this time, and suddenly she couldn't bear it, held Cheng Zhou's shoulder, and said softly: "Do you really want to get rid of the dirty things in your mouth?" ”

"Of course."

Cheng Zhou's hoarse voice and muttered, "Of course." ”

Yang Yuying sighed and didn't say anything more.

As the child walked farther and farther, Cheng Zhou's eyes became clearer and clearer, and a certain force that had been making her fall into a state of confusion finally walked away from her.

Cheng Zhoushi suddenly remembered a lot of things, and couldn't help but hug his shoulders tightly, trembling.

She killed!

Yes, she killed her husband!

Raising his hand to look at his pale and rough fingers, Cheng Zhou's legs were weak, his body was also weak, and his eyes gradually became dark.

On that day, she could not stand it any longer, she no longer controlled the man to drink, and gave her the strongest wine in the house, and threw him into the vat of the cellar, and then she took a woodcutter and chopped him into mud one by one, and threw him into the vats in the depths of the cellar.

When she came to her senses, the matter was over, she knew that she had only one way to die, and she thought of death.

But why didn't she die?

Cheng Zhou looked around blankly, and suddenly felt that he had forgotten something.

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