42. Turbidity
The way back was easy, and after a short time along the river we walked out of the cross-ditch. On the way, Lin Yu couldn't help but blame Wanjing, "How can you ask like that, I don't know if Kun'er's loss of soul has anything to do with him, so you offended people like this." Next time, if you want to find clues from here, it will definitely be useless. ”
Wanjing walked without saying a word, until he got out of the cross-ditch, and retorted impatiently: "Do you also know that it is difficult to find someone to do things after offending someone?" Why didn't you want to fight the Xuan Dao chief? Fortunately, the Taoist chief didn't blame him for giving the talisman lamp, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to enter today. Still thinking about looking for clues next time? Next time you go up to the Urn Mountain to ask for a talisman lamp? ”
The words of the evening mirror were crisp and fast, and Lin Yu listened to them one by one, and it took a while to come back to his senses. In front of Zhang He, he felt that he had lost face, and said angrily: "Why am I beating people, it's not all for you!" ”
Zhang He saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly grabbed Lin Yu, and persuaded both sides to reconcile: "Young master, young master, Miss is exhausted this morning, you don't say a word." To be fair, miss, if I saw my sister being bullied by others, I would do it. ”
Lin Yu snorted and turned his head, glaring at Zhang He very unhappily, making Zhang He inexplicable, and he didn't know which sentence he said wrong. The evening mirror looked at him in a suit of clothes and was still duffing, and remembered that he chased him into the cross ditch to help at noon, and most of the anger in his heart was dispersed.
"That's it, let's not talk about it anymore." Evening Mirror said in a slowed tone.
Seeing that Wanjing's attitude softened, Lin Yu was no longer stubborn, and said hello happily. Wanjing pouted at him helplessly and turned around to get into the car, but Lin Yu stepped forward to stop him, "Wanjing, why did you say such a sentence in the end?" ”
"Which one?"
"It is said that Qin Huai'an's wife has passed away."
Wanjing pondered for a while and looked at Zhang He again, Lin Yu then understood, so he asked Zhang He to ride his own horse, and he sat in the driver's seat. After the car began to run, the evening mirror opened the curtain and poked his head out, and said to Lin Yu: "There is definitely a problem with that family, or rather, there is a problem with Qin Huai'an." ”
Lin Yu naturally felt that it was strange, but it was just an intuition. Or it can be said that because Li Kun had an accident, he was suspected of stealing the axe. But what Wanjing said was so conclusive, Lin Yu asked, "Have you seen his wife's soul?" ”
Wanjing shook her head, "No." But I felt a breath of death in that courtyard. ”
"Dead air?" Lin Yu was a little chilled by what she said, "What is that?" ”
"The breath of the dead. I felt it when my grandfather passed away, and it was gone after the funeral. But if you look at the state of the three members of their family, it doesn't look like someone has just passed away. Moreover, Qin Huai'an made me feel uncomfortable, and his breath was also very turbid. ”
"What does that mean?"
"Some people will be cloudy when they encounter or are contaminated with ghost breath, but Qin Huai'an's is different, his breath seems to be ......"
"What seems to be?"
"Too much contact with dead people or ghosts."
The depths of the peach forest were still foggy, and Qin Huai'an's hoe had not been picked up since he threw it in the field at noon, and he was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard at this time, looking at the three teas on the table that had already cooled down a little distractedly.
Xiao Zhen walked over and pulled Qin Huai'an's sleeve, "Dad, the sun is already in the west, let's have dinner early, don't you still have to take care of your mother in the evening?" ”
Qin Huai'an turned his head and pulled Xiao Zhen closer to his arms, and gently rubbed his chin against his daughter's hair, "Xiao Zhen, you can't bear to be a mother, right?" ”
Xiao Zhen nodded vigorously, "Of course I can't bear it!" Dad, those three people are so annoying today, I'm afraid that they won't leave to talk like that, will Daddy blame Xiaozhen for being rude? ”
"No, it won't." Qin Huai'an scratched Xiaozhen's nose, "We're all for your mother, right?" ”
"That's right! Mother will definitely come back to life, Daddy, you must bring Mother back to life. ”
Qin Huai'an nodded, sighed fiercely, and his expression instantly became cold, "Xiao Zhen went to have a hot meal, and after taking care of my younger brother for a while, I went back to the house early to rest, and I will go to see your mother." ”
Xiao Zhen left obediently, Qin Huai'an stood up and walked into the house, pushing open the closed door in the room. The room was simple and dark, and there wasn't even a brick on the ground, just plain loess, but Qin Huai'an couldn't help but smile as soon as he walked into the house.
This is his home, the most precious thing in his life. No one can take it away, tear it apart, he will not allow it, not even death.
There was a strange turbid smell in the room, but after Qin Huai'an went in, he pressed the window crack tighter, and then walked to the side of the bed and looked at the woman on the bed.
The woman lay motionless and upright, her face beautiful but pale and frightening, faintly revealing a blue color. A yellow paper cinnabar talisman was pasted on his forehead, and the eyes under the talisman were unblinking, but his eyes were unfocused, as if he was just a black hole dug out of his white face. It looks creepy.
Qin Huai'an didn't care, he carefully stroked the woman's long hair, like caressing the most precious treasure in the world. Suddenly, Qin Huai'an lowered his head and kissed the woman's cheek gently.
"Yuzhu, how can I let you go."