The syllables of Xuan Ao came out of her mouth, and the drop of blood transformed into a pink butterfly, the butterfly had a pair of bright red eyes, exuding an eerie aura.

"Go ahead, find the kid."

The butterfly spreads its wings and flies into the distance......

The woman smiled sarcastically, and looked at the statue with pity and mockery, and the statue wept again.

She was no longer gentle, but rudely wiped away the tears of the stone statue, "Crying for what? I haven't cried yet, sister, for freedom, for your ridiculous love, have you ever thought about my sister! When have you ever cried for me? ”

The hideous face returned to calm, and a gentle smile unfolded, her hand gently stroked the stone statue's cheek, "Sister, this ancient and feudal rule should also be subverted and subverted, why do you just refuse to teach the Evil Gu Secret Book, why do you want to force me to be cruel to you?" ”

"I, I really don't want to, everything, you forced me to ......"

She laughed, her smile was full of charm, her peach blossom eyes were charming, she put on her hood, hid her delicate and bewitching face in the darkness, and left the lonely stone house on the loess.

She didn't see that when the stone door closed, a crack appeared in the stone statue's face.

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the hidden window is swayed by the wind, the candles in the house are swaying, the shadows of the trees outside the window are swaying, Qin Sanlang, who is lying on the desk asleep, is sweating on his forehead, the broken hair on his forehead has been wet with sweat and sticks to his forehead, and his lips are trembling......

In the dream, he stood in front of a coffin.

In the coffin lay a woman with her eyes closed and a large wound on her forehead.

The right side of her face is intact, but the left side of her face has a hideous scar that is bumpy and hideous, a scar from a childhood fire.

Qin Saburo was like a bystander, he saw himself standing in front of the coffin, his face was indifferent, as if the dead person had nothing to do with him.

How so......

How could the little daughter-in-law lie in the coffin, how could she be so indifferent.

Once again, he clearly realized that he was dreaming again, still conscious, but his body could not move, and he wanted to wake up from the dream, but he could not do it.

It's like being trapped in a dream, or being forced to see things you don't want to see.

There was a lot of noise outside, he saw that the Qin family had come over, and the Hua family had also come, and the two parties were opposing each other and arguing, but he couldn't hear what they had said.

Later, a punch was punched in the face.

Because it was a dream, he didn't feel pain, but he could see the person who beat him with anger and hatred on his face.

He knew this person, it was Hua Xiao, the eldest brother of his daughter-in-law.

Later, a fire burned down the coffin, the Qin family was arguing about something, but the Hua family looked at them numbly, the Hua family brought a lot of servants, and the servants stopped the Qin family.

He watched the coffin, and the little daughter-in-law in the coffin, turn into a pot of ashes.

Why cremation?

Why can't you let the little daughter-in-law be buried in the ground?

No, no, why did the little daughter-in-law die?

There were too many questions, which made him a little lost, and his consciousness became blurred, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or something that had happened......

Just when he was in a daze and almost lost in it, a hand slapped him on the shoulder, and the voice of the little daughter-in-law complained in his ear, "Hey, when is it, why haven't you slept yet, if I hadn't gotten up at night, I wouldn't have known you hadn't slept!" ”