Miss Qingqingyi in the Li Mansion in the west of the city didn't think about tea and dinner, she had lost a lot of weight in just a day or two, and she was drowsy in the hall of the Li Mansion at this time.

Glancing at his daughter who was sitting on the chair and napping, the head of the Li family was very worried, he really didn't have the ability to deal with such a scene, someone just came with the news that the Yun Dagong of Xueyu Villa had hit an evil spirit, which made many people even panic, even the existence of Xueyu Villa would hit an evil spirit, not to mention his own group of little people.

Li Siyu looked at the trembling group of people, and said with a cold face: "Uncles, why are you so frightened? Judging from the behavior of the person who pretended to be a ghost that day, he must have participated in the great battle outside the city, and he has not moved for two days, so he may have died a long time ago. ”

"The most important thing at the moment is to protect Miss, that man killed thirty-one people, saying that Miss is thirty-two, let's protect Miss, but let's see what kind of ability he has to kill Miss under the noses of a group of us." The housekeeper said lightly to the eldest prince, he was a little resentful of the eldest prince's behavior back then, which caused the lord's official to be inappropriate, it has been so many years, and there has been such a turmoil.

Li Siyu nodded, "That's the only way to do it now." After finishing speaking, the young man looked back at his sister, who had not slept well for the past two days, but when he saw it, the young man was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the body of the girl in Tsing Yi, and the screams in the hall decorated with red sandalwood came and went, and the delicate girl wrote thirty-two in blood on her forehead, and then looked at the person, her face was pale, and she was already out of breath.

Li Siyu sat paralyzed on the ground and crawled back with his hands and feet, this time he was really scared, so many people were there, and there was a person sitting around his sister, but he died so silently, he began to wonder if there were really ghosts in this world, whether the woman really came back to take revenge.

He still clearly remembered the resentful look in the woman's eyes when she inserted the dagger into his body, but he had been deliberately not thinking about it all these years, looking at the silent dead little sister, the memories of the past were like a tide rushing to wrap himself.

The young man felt that he had some difficulty breathing, and everything in the hall began to turn red as if it were soaked in blood, and it seemed that the surroundings had once again become the day of his wedding, and countless people were waiting for the bridegroom to come home with his bride.

He was really moved, otherwise he wouldn't have proposed to marry a woman from an ordinary background like her, which boy in this world wouldn't marry a well-known lady who can help him? It's just that he doesn't, because he really likes her, so he doesn't care if there are more interests and less benefits.

He really regretted it the day she died, he knew that he shouldn't force her, looking at the red clothes that fell into the water and the blood scattered on the water, his heart was also silent, he had been deliberately avoiding that thing all these years, he married a wife and had children, and lived according to the expectations of his parents and elders.

Only when he dreams back at midnight will he remember that a long time ago there was a girl in this world who smiled and looked good, and he forced her sweetheart to death, and she was also forced to die in red, and he would regret it, if she could live, what if she was not by his side?

At least you can look at her from a distance when you are tired, you can think about her when you are bored, now you are tired and have nowhere to look, and you don't dare to think about it when you are bored, he has often dreamed of that little grave for so many years, and every time he wakes up, he will think if he should go to see it, but he doesn't dare, he feels that he is not qualified to see her, he is afraid that he will think of that resentful and sad face.

A person in the hall looked at the young lady who died silently, and then looked at the young master who was crying with his head in his arms, and he didn't know how to deal with himself for a while, whether to run for his life or what to do? Where do you run for your life?

The head of the Li family and the wife of the head of the family threw themselves on their daughter and cried bitterly, and the head of the family kicked the young man on the ground fiercely, "Look at the good things you did back then, how old is your sister?" ”

The young man heard it, hurriedly got up and ran, no one knew where he ran at night, and the person disappeared in a flash, the head of the Li family had lost his daughter, and at this time he was even more worried about his son's accident, so he hurriedly ordered the guards to find someone, and after the guards left, the old couple hugged the girl in Tsing Yi and cried.

The woman who cried until her throat was hoarse and the man sitting next to her didn't know that many people in the family had already begun to pack up their things and prepare to run away.

They had wanted to run away for a long time, but they had always had hope in this big house, and at this time, they were frightened after watching the ghost kill silently in front of countless people, and they didn't dare to stay longer for a moment.

By moonlight, one by one the figures began to walk in the direction of the nearest city gate, all on foot, just because the movement was less when walking, and many of the people who began to scatter did not know that a figure slowly followed them.

Cao Achou was dressed as a bride, and she was very enchanting under the moonlight, and walked behind the slowest person and patted him lightly on the shoulder, a gorgeous woman was the head of the Li Mansion and the housewife, and when she turned around, she saw a woman in a red wedding dress standing in front of her, and in a trance she thought that it was really that person who came back.

The figure of a woman in a red wedding dress gently scratched the rich woman's forehead with her nails, and blood oozed from the place where the nails had scratched, and when the woman finished writing, the woman fell softly.

In this way, Cao Achou walked quietly on the long uninhabited street, behind him was a corpse, and in front of him were all kinds of hurried people who didn't know what was happening behind him and walked cautiously forward.

"Forty-five!"

"Forty-six!"

Accompanied by the numbers appeared one by one lying down people, the people of the Li Mansion who were slower to pack up their things and the people next to them began to see the people on the ground before they went out of the door, some knew and some didn't know, the sloppy old man led by saw the old friend lying on the ground and hurriedly stepped forward, but after turning over and seeing the number on his forehead, he threw it away as if he had caught a hot potato.

A group of people turned around and ran home, a few hands and feet fell to the ground, looked back at the ground at a distance from a figure lying on the ground, in a trance felt that death came from afar, and the next one was their turn.

The Li Mansion was in a mess, countless people hugged each other and cried bitterly, the moonlight tonight was very beautiful, but the shadows of the trees were beautiful, like a smiling figure, looking at the crying crowd with a cruel smile.

On a small tomb far away from Li's house, a young man knelt down there and wept bitterly, this tomb did not even have a stele, the bride on that day put on a wedding dress and went out of the house, so she was an outsider, and her husband's family did not accept it, so there was no her name on the books on both sides, and she could only be buried on the side of the road like a corpse.

Li Siyu's face was full of tears, this small tomb was the first time he came, but it was not the first time he saw it, the small tomb under the wind and sun was more like a slightly raised mound at this time, and he couldn't see that there were people buried underneath.

Over the years, he has watched from afar more than once, but he didn't dare to approach, he felt sorry for her, he also thought about treating her well, he felt that she was just young and ignorant and would always like a poor scholar who couldn't give her anything, he felt that as long as he was good after marriage, then she would always accept himself.

But she resolutely made a big joke on the happiest day of her life, some people scolded him for turning around and marrying, but only he knew that he was afraid, he was afraid of this life, he was afraid of forcing his sweetheart to die, so he tried his best to show the appearance of another person, and lived a life that seemed to have nothing to do with his previous self.

He had seen this little grave in the spring, and he had seen it in the autumn, and he had also come to the summer when the frogs were singing and the winter when the snow was falling, and he watched little by little as the half-man-high grave turned into a small slope that was almost invisible, but he did not fill in a single piece of soil, because even if it was flattened, he could instantly recognize which piece of ground had that person in the ground.

"Is it really you?"

"If it's you, will you come out and see me? Don't kill innocent people, but if you have hatred, come to me. ”

……

There is a big tomb under a big mountain in the north of the city, the cemetery is cleaned up, the stele is engraved with the big three words of Yangxiahou, Yangxiahou Mansion will not come here to worship every year's festival, it can be seen that this is cleaned up by outsiders.

The Blue Mountain God has been kneeling under the moonlight for a long time, and there are many people behind him, all of whom are the descendants of Yang Xiahou's subordinates, and many people are still thinking about Yang Xiahou's goodness.

Xu Lanshan sighed deeply, "Third child, go back and count the treasures rewarded by the Hou Ye back then and send them back to the Yangxia Hou Mansion, and then break it off." ”

"Old Xu, is that really the case?" Shi Kejie also wanted to persuade him.

Xu Lanshan, who was dressed in military armor, was ready to go back to the barracks, this time he came back because of this incident, but he left in despair, his face was full of depression, he didn't seem to hear Shi Kejie's persuasion, he pulled out his dagger and waved it, cut off half of his sleeve and put it away, "Xu Lanshan will break off with Yangxiahou Mansion." ”

The dagger in his hand slammed into his arm, Xu Lanshan kowtowed heavily and turned around with red eyes, and the blood ran down his fingers, but the man didn't seem to notice it at all.

The rest of the people looked at Xu Lanshan's faltering back and only felt sad, such an ambitious general who wanted to make a meritorious career walked with faltering steps, presumably his heart was dead, and the rest of the people pulled out daggers one by one to cut off their robes and cut off their righteousness, and more or less stabbed themselves to repay the kindness of their ancestors who had received Yang Xiahou.

The moonlight is still in front of the big tomb, but the people are gone, there are birds singing in the distance, everything is a little sad, and the cold air of the spring night is doubly cold in this group of tombs.

There were guards constantly coming in and out of several houses in the capital, packing up the gifts given or given by the first Yang Xiahou that year, and then sending them to the Xinyang Xiahou Mansion on the edge of Chunhua Pond one after another.

Yang Xiahou and the eldest prince, who watched the white lotus leave, were about to go back to sleep, when they suddenly saw someone coming over in the distance, one by one, either holding the box or carrying the box, both of them were stunned, and the young man said to his father: "Could it be that the eldest prince of Yun sent the clothes?" ”

"I don't know."