After wrapping the cloth apron, I overturned the offering table and kicked off a wooden leg, then walked to the wall and dipped the table leg in a stone bowl with a little fuel, and lit it for a temporary torch.

Until finally I jumped into the hole with the dried corpse in my torch, and the monkeys were still the same as before, and they only dared to stare at me from a distance, and their mouths were whispered a few times from time to time.

The second floor was about the same size as before, but I wasn't going to stay at all, and I reminded myself countless times in my mind that I wasn't here for sightseeing or adventure, and that I had to go to the last floor to have a look.

Because I was very concerned about the bird-like creatures depicted on the ground before, and this place was also my last stop, if I still found nothing, then my sister's final destination in this life is probably to lie in bed until the day she dies.

In front of me, the hole in the ground was at my feet, and I pulled away the rotten planks and jumped down.

As I fell, I spread my legs slightly to prevent me from falling directly on the hole in the next floor and repeating the mistake of the old Xiucai, which was to fall all the way to the bottom.

I landed safely on the third floor, and after a cursory glance up, I could clearly see a woman standing not far in front of me.

The woman was standing not far away, with her hair black and black, as if she was still holding something in her hand.

I didn't even stop for a second, kicked the broken wood off again and jumped.

Half a second later, I finally landed on the last layer.

The fourth floor was unexpectedly large, and centered on where I was standing, with layers of clay pots spreading outward in circles around it, until it was beyond the limits of what I could illuminate with the torches in my hands.

I'm now full of phoenixes, and I want to move forward, when there is a sound above my head, and I hurriedly look up.

I saw that the woman with her hair just now had poked her head into the hole.

I was so shocked that I wanted to hide to the side, but who knows, the woman actually spoke.

"You are Wu Yan?"

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, I could ask such a question in this tone, and the person with a slight Sichuan accent in the words could never be a ghost.

I immediately asked, "Who are you?" ”

The woman didn't seem to plan to come down, so she kept lying on the ground, her hair hanging down for nearly half a meter, and I felt frizzy.

"What about Qin Huai?"

Why did this person ask Qin Huai as soon as he opened his mouth?

My heart moved, could this person be the mysterious person who had been helping Qin Huai escape with her?!

"Qin Huai is fine, you haven't answered me yet, who are you?"

As I finished, she let out a clear sigh, and it seemed that my guess should be fine.

Since the hostility has been eliminated, I don't plan to hide it from her anymore, so I told this woman everything that had just happened, and she also nodded as the plot tensed, stretched, and sometimes nodded in the process of listening to my narration, it was obvious that she was very concerned about Qin Huai.

After I told her everything, she finally brushed her hair and ran it down to the side of her cheek, which allowed me to see her face clearly.

This woman is beautiful, but her face is a little dirty.

Her eyes are very good-looking, the corners of her eyes are longer than ordinary people, and they are slanted upward, some like fox eyes that people often say, but they don't look so charming, on the contrary, there is some pure and smart taste in them.

"What's your name?" I asked.

The woman looked at me and blinked her eyes and shook her head gently, "I don't know. ”

"Don't know?" I don't want to say it if I don't want to say it, what do you want to do with this kind of untechnical lie, even if you make up something Han Meimei is much better than directly saying that you don't know.

I pouted and shook my head at her, "It's boring, you're boring like this." We have all figured out our identities, and I am also Qin Huai's good friend, and you are also her good friend, have we all met honestly, as for the incognito? ”

The woman looked at me for a few seconds and sneered, "I'm afraid you'll be scared to death if I say it." ”

"What's the matter, you can still be Lu Bu among people?"

The corner of the woman's mouth was still smiling, "I'm your grandmother." ”

When I saw her joking with me, I jokingly replied: "You don't come to this set, I have known my grandmother for almost 30 years, and I won't admit my mistake easily." And what you say, it is estimated that only my grandfather in the world likes to hear it, and no one believes it when he says it. ”

She laughed even more when she saw that I could joke, but honestly, it was weird.

I chatted with her for a while, and I always felt a little weird in my heart, and I always felt an inexplicable closeness with her, as if it was really that kind of intimacy between family members.

So I even thought back to my head if there was an aunt or aunt in my family who had been given away since I was a child, but I had never heard of such a thing.

"Wu Yan."

Just as I was thinking, the woman called me softly.

"What?" I asked, looking up.

"Do you want to know what's going on here?"

I didn't hesitate at all, and I didn't intend to ask for any face, so I nodded like a chicken eating rice.

"Then grandma, I'll tell you."

I've been feeling tired since I was converted, and now someone is going to reveal all these secrets to me, so I just sit down on the ground, intending to rest and listen to her next story.

But this story has to start when my grandmother was a child.

It is said that back then, not long after my grandmother Huahai got started, she was selected by my grandfather to be the heir of the curse, and naturally my grandfather sewed her mouth with earthen flute threads.

As my grandmother grew up, my grandfather also told her a lot of things about spells.

One of them says that those who have entered the door of the curse are inevitably widowed and lonely in this life.

What is widowhood and loneliness?

Widowhood refers to a man who has no wife in old age or who has lost his wife in old age.

A widow refers to a woman who is old and widowed or widowed.

Orphan refers to the loss of father and mother by a teenager, which is also known as an orphan.

And Du, refers to the old people who have no offspring in the back hall of old age.

In the most popular words, if you learn the mantra, you will be a living lone star, stained with death and dying, and no one will be happy with you.

At that time, my grandmother was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and like other girls, she would secretly exchange some martial arts novels with Guantian's grandmother for entertainment to pass the time, and the two little girls were naturally full of love and hatred.

There are two women and four men in the six evil ways, among which Qin Huan's master is white and handsome, and he is also ruthless, he is simply the perfect senior brother in the hearts of the two girls.

But who knows, in addition to these six people, there is actually a person who steals the teacher.