"Who are you?"

With a small slit in his eyes, Master Yuan looked at the "grimace" that appeared in front of his eyes. Strangely, he had forgotten to be afraid, and even had a hint of relief.

It turns out that this is what happens after death.

He tried to open his eyes wider, and said to the "grimace": "You are a ghost in the underworld, right?" ”

Instead of responding, the grimace raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. The familiar scent rushed into his nose, his head was groggy, and his eyes that had just opened closed tiredly.

Before his consciousness dissipated, Shopkeeper Yuan thought that death was not as terrible as he imagined.

Snow is falling.

The man wrapped in a black robe parked the carriage in front of the small courtyard. He looked up and stared at the closed courtyard door for a while, then got out of the car, stepped forward, and tapped the door twice with his misshapen fingers. The door opened, but there was no one behind it.

The man sighed, turned back to the carriage, lifted the drape, and laboriously dragged the man lying in the carriage down into the door, and laid it on the cold ground covered with snow.

The man left, and the door of the courtyard slowly closed again. Behind the door, there stood a woman as delicate as a flower. The woman looked at the man lying on the ground with a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.

As if he had just had a nightmare, when he opened his eyes again, Master Yuan found himself lying in the warm bedroom, guarding his delicate outer room with a red color.

"Red."

Mrs. Yuan, who was wearing a red face, trembled in her heart, looked up at Master Yuan, and asked him, "What did you just call me?" ”

"Red." Master Yuan looked at that face: "I...... Still alive? ”

"Yan Hong, you call me Yan Hong." Mrs. Yuan muttered to herself, then smiled sadly and said, "Yes, I am Yan Hong, I am Yan Hong, the outer room of the master." ”

Master Yuan's face sank: "I told you, if you want to follow me, you have to keep to yourself, and don't think about things that shouldn't belong to you." ”

"What do you mean, sir?"

"You know."

"Yan Hong still wants to listen to the master say it again to Yan Hong." Mrs. Yuan stared at Master Yuan's eyes: "Yan Hong is worried that she has made a mistake. If you say it again, you will remember it clearly. ”

Master Yuan was a little tired, and his expression was more impatient, he turned his face sideways and said in a somewhat cold voice: "There is only one of my wife, and that is Ning Xin." ”

Ning Xin, this is a name that has not been mentioned for a long time, so long that even she almost forgot that her original name was Ning Xin.

"Does the lord care about the lady?"

"The wife of the hair, how don't you care."

"If the lord cares about his wife, why don't he go home?"

"Are you knowingly trying to provoke me?"

"Yan Hong doesn't dare, Yan Hong just can't figure it out." There was a sneer on the corner of Mrs. Yuan's mouth, but it was a pity that Master Yuan, who had a sideways face, didn't see it: "The master cares about Mrs., why does he dislike Mrs. and treat Mrs. coldly, just because Mrs. has ruined her appearance?" ”

"You're talking too much." Master Yuan finally got angry, he turned over and sat up, but he fell down because of physical exhaustion.

"The master is tired, so let's lie down and rest." Mrs. Yuan got up, and the coldness in her eyes deepened.

"Tell me, why am I here?"

"Did you forget?" Mrs. Yuan turned around and smiled lightly, but the smile was also cold: "The master came by himself, and after eating here, he said that he wanted to rest, but he slept until now." Oh, by the way, Yan Hong saw that the old man couldn't wake up for a long time, so she asked the girl to go and ask the master to ask for a doctor. The old man was infected with the wind and cold but didn't know it, and now that his condition is getting worse, he can only lie down. ”

"Caught in the cold?"

"It's a cold." Mrs. Yuan pointed to the medicine bowl resting at the head of the bed: "Does the master feel cold all over his body, does he feel sore, does he feel a little uncomfortable?" This is because the old man is sick, and he is very sick. This medicine was personally caught by the doctor of Shandetang, and it was also boiled by Yan Hong herself, so the master drank it and went to sleep. Sleep a little more, and the disease will almost be cured. ”

"You're saying I've been lying here and not going anywhere else?"

"Is the old man sick and confused?" Mrs. Yuan handed the medicine to Master Yuan's mouth: "Master has been sick, how can he go somewhere else." Oh, by the way, the old man just whispered in a dream, it sounds quite scary, but what terrible nightmare did you have? ”

"Is it a dream?" Master Yuan asked hesitantly.

"A dream, of course." Mrs. Yuan sent the pill to Master Yuan's mouth: "Master has been here with Yanhong all the time, and he hasn't gone anywhere." Drink the medicine, only after drinking the medicine, the master can get better. Don't worry, sir, Yanhong will always stay here. ”

The juice is bitter, but the smell is somewhat familiar. I didn't have time to memorize it carefully, and the bowl of decoction was all poured into my throat. The bitter juice spread from the heart, and the bitter taste penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the head became heavy.

When he was in a trance, Master Yuan seemed to see two faces, and the strange thing was that those two faces were overlapping on the body of one person.

"Ning Xin." Master Yuan called softly, with a hint of long-lost tenderness in his words.

The hand holding the medicine bowl trembled slightly, and Mrs. Yuan turned her back and gently closed her eyes.

"Do you regret it? Do you regret changing from Ning Xin to Yan Hong? In the falling snow, a fluctuating female voice asked softly.

"I, I never know how to write the word regret."

"You lied, you regretted it." The female voice roared insolently.

"Do you know better than I do if I'm lying?" Mrs. Yuan's voice also became sharper, and she stared hatefully at a certain place in the falling snow: "Get out!" Go back to where you belong. ”

"Madame forgot? Madame took my face and became one with me. Ning Xin became Yan Hong, and Yan Hong became Ning Xin. ”

His face ached violently, as if something was trying to break free from it.

"Go back! Get the hell out of here! Mrs. Yuan could clearly feel that her face was beating, and she covered it hard, but her face was still struggling and squirming, as if there were insects hidden under her face. She didn't care about the pain, pressed down hard, and the wriggling thing escaped.

It broke free from under her face and formed into a figure standing in the snow. She was dressed in white, but her face was blood-red.

"Madame, look at my face, are we the same?"

"Get out! Get out of here! Mrs. Yuan shouted hysterically, she avoided Yan Hong's equally blood-red gaze: "Do you believe it or not, I can let you die again!" ”

"Smack!"

There was a sound in the courtyard, and Mrs. Yuan stared at the place where the sound came from with a pair of crazy and blood-red eyes. The honest-looking maid Dong'er stood in the snow with a frightened face. His eyes looked at Mrs. Yuan, and her shoulders shrank together.

"Husband...... Madame, Wai ...... Someone is looking for it outside. ”

"Who?"

"Male...... Man, a ...... A man. Dong'er didn't dare to look into Mrs. Yuan's eyes: "Yesterday...... Yesterday, oh no, I was here two days ago. He said...... It is said that it is an official errand. ”

"Official?" Mrs. Yuan thought of the official who went to Yuan's house to investigate, she took a deep breath, and the blood red in her eyes also retreated. "Since you are a person in the government, please come in."

"Yes!" Dong'er didn't have time to salute, so she turned around and hurriedly ran out.

As she ran, she wondered how this lady had become more and more terrifying, she looked like a legendary ghost just now, and she still ate people.

This is the third time Lin Hu has come to the door, this time he finally saw the outer room of the old shopkeeper of Yuan Ji Buzhuang, but what made him strange was that although the woman in front of him had a completely different face from Mrs. Yuan, her posture and tone were very similar to that Mrs. Yuan.

Finding an outer room that is very similar to his wife, this Master Yuan is also strange enough.

"Official, please sit down, I don't know what the official is here for?"

"Madame's maiden name is red?"

"Not bad."

"What is Madame's last name, and where is her name?"

"The surname is Cui, a native of Luoyang."

"Then, may I ask Madame, but is Yuan Ji Buzhuang, the side room of Yuan's shopkeeper?"

"Yes."

"Ask Madam again, do you know where the shopkeeper Yuan is?"

"Of course I know." The hand pointed to the backyard: "The master is in the backyard wing." It's just that the official came to look for Yanhong today, or did he come to find my master? ”

"Look for them all." Lin Hu smiled quite officially: "A few days ago, I went to the Yuan family's mansion and met Mrs. Yuan. According to Mrs. Yuan, this shopkeeper Yuan should have gone to the countryside, and I don't know when he came back. ”

"My lord has been staying with me for the past few days, and he hasn't gone to the countryside."

"Staying with Madame all the time?"

"Yes."

"According to what Madame said, it was Madame Yuan who was lying."

"This is not what I said, it is your own speculation, sir."

"Then I'd like to hear what you have to say, ma'am."

"It's simple, Madame and Yan Hong didn't lie, it was the old man lying in the backyard who lied. Yan Hong is the lord's outer room, and the lord is hiding this from his wife. The reason why the old man told his wife that he was going to the countryside was just to find a reason to get along with Yanhong for a long time. As for whether what Yan Hong said is true or not, the official will know when he goes to the backyard wing. ”

"Please lead the way, Madame."

"Official, please come with me. Oh, by the way, there is something I forgot to tell the official. My grandfather is sick, and the illness is very serious, before the official comes, he just took medicine and fell asleep. This time has passed, but I am afraid that the master is still in a dream and will not be able to say anything. ”

"Shopkeeper Yuan is sick?"

"I'm sick."

"What disease?"

"It was just an occasional cold, and it would be fine if I took two pairs of medicines, but who knew that this disease actually involved the old man's old illness."

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor asked me to take care of it carefully, as for whether the master can be good, it depends on the master's own creation." Mrs. Yuan, who was dressed in a red face, made a gesture of invitation and led Lin Hu to the backyard.

Lin Hu walked in front, and Mrs. Yuan, who was dressed in a red face, followed behind. With every step Lin Hu took, her pupils shrank a little, and when she got closer to the wing, her black pupils had shrunk into small dots, leaving only a large area of the whites of her eyes.