The white shadow flashed out from behind the tree, and sneered, "Madame is really smart, didn't she immediately think of me?" ”

Yao Hei'er didn't turn her head to look at her, still looking at Zhong Cuiling's tombstone, and said lightly, "Although my sister looks down on me, I know that my sister values Cuiling, she is the most affectionate person, my sister will never come to see her, she just doesn't want to see me." ”

The woman put down the paper money in her hand, lit it while there were no ashes left in front of the tomb, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and chanted the words in her mouth, "Sister Cuiling, sister Xianmao is late, sister, don't blame!" ”

Seeing that Jing Xianmao finished the salute, Yao Hei'er said faintly, "Did my sister tell Cuiling everything?" ”

Jing Xianmao hesitated for a moment, then sneered again, and said, "Madame, is there anything else to be afraid of?" Madame had not stepped on my door for a long time, and that day she suddenly ran over and talked about a lot of idle stories, because there was a patient in the middle, I went out for a while, and when I came back, Madame had already left, and only said that she couldn't wait for me. That night, I heard that a person who had come to enjoy the flowers had died in the lady's house, and he couldn't find any problems with it. I then remembered my delusion, and when I checked it, it was gone, wasn't it my sister who stole it? ”

Yao Hei'er nodded and said, "Since you understand, why don't you go to the yamen to expose me?" ”

Jing Xianmao sneered, "Who is Madame?" Can anyone believe my words? Besides...... Jing Xianmao's voice suddenly became sad, "Besides, I am not a very innocent person, I have done so many wrong things, why should I open up all the old things, and how many people will be involved?" Didn't my sister grasp this and dare to steal my delusion? ”

Yao Hei'er said sadly, "So, Cuiling was a little unwell that day, and went to you to get medicine, and you told her that I used my delusion to harm her son?" ”

Jing Xianmao was silent for a long time, and Fang said, "Later, I heard that that person was the son of Sister Cuiling, and I was also taken aback in my heart. When Sister Cuiling went to me to get medicine, I looked at her so haggard and couldn't bear it in my heart, shouldn't she know the truth? Shouldn't she know what kind of person she is with Mrs. Yao Guo, who has served so many years faithfully? ”

Yao Hei'er wept and said, "What you said is right, it's just that after Cuiling knew the truth, she didn't know how sad and tormented she should be, and she couldn't say it." Don't you think this is the real torture for her? ”

Jing Xianmao glanced at Yao Hei'er and said, "Madam is really different, she can always say things that others can't think of, just do bad things when you do them, and it's hard for others to say them." But what does that mean? ”

Yao Hei'er didn't speak.

The paper money in front of the grave has gradually turned into ashes, and a gust of wind blows, like a black butterfly, dancing around Zhong Cuiling's grave.

Jing Xianmao said, "If Madame had known that that person was Sister Cuiling's son, would Madame still kill her?" ”

Without waiting for Yao Hei'er to answer, suddenly a gust of wind blew, rolling up the dust and ashes on the ground, and struck him with a head and face.

Yao Hei'er and Jing Xianmao both subconsciously raised their sleeves to cover their mouths, noses and eyes.

Bean-sized raindrops followed the wind and crackled down. Their clothes were wet from the rain.

Yao Hei'er and Jing Xianmao glanced at each other behind their sleeves, and said, "Xianmao, Cuiling's house, is in front, let's go to take shelter from the rain, how about it?" ”

Jing Xianmao didn't care much, nodded again and again, followed Yao Hei'er, and went to Zhong Cuiling's house.

The traces of the robbery that day were still left in the courtyard, the grape trellis was pulled out, the stone tables and benches were overturned, and the flowers and plants were scattered all over the ground. There were still black-brown blood spots on the ground, a few chickens in the chicken cage were gone, and the little yellow grass dog didn't know where it went.

Yao Hei'er's heart hurt greatly, and it was another familiar scene.

She stood in the courtyard in a daze, like a carved clay sculpture, letting the pouring rain pour on her.

Jing Xianmao was also stunned for a moment, but after all, she still didn't understand Yao Hei'er's thoughts, and she couldn't say anything, so she stayed in the courtyard.

It had not rained for months, and the heavens were determined to pour all the rain that had accumulated for months at this moment, and in a short time the two men were like chickens in soup, and the rain flowed down their cheeks, sleeves, and hair, like a small river.

A flash of lightning, followed by a thunderclap, woke up the two people standing in the courtyard, and the two looked at each other's embarrassment, and suddenly they both laughed, laughed and laughed, and the two suddenly fell to the mud and cried loudly.

Jing Xianmao slurred, "Sister, I said that you killed Sister Cuiling's son, but in fact, why am I not an accomplice?" If I hadn't been a ghost for a while, and I had developed some kind of delusion, how could such a thing have happened? After all, didn't I develop this medicine so that it could be used one day? After all, my six roots are still unfinished, and the evil thoughts in my heart have not disappeared, and my master has taught me all these years in vain......"

Yao Hei'er smiled again, "Xianmao, are you willing to call me sister again?" I feel that I can't afford it, this sister is piercing my heart! As he spoke, he climbed a few steps forward and climbed to the place where Jing Xianmao fell to the ground, and the two hugged their heads and cried.

The summer rainstorm came quickly and was harvested quickly. In a blink of an eye, the wind and rain have stopped.

The two of them stood up, picked up the fallen stone table and stone bench, picked up the withered vines, flowers and plants, and piled them in the corner.

A torrential rain has washed away the blood stains left in the courtyard.

This small courtyard seems to be tidy again.

The two of them exited the courtyard and covered the firewood. Jing Xianmao looked at Yao Hei'er, who was covered in mud, and said with a wry smile, "Sister, if you go back like this, the people will only think what happened, Mrs. Yao Guo, like a beggar." ”

Yao Hei'er didn't answer, but said, "Xianmao, the cold city is getting more and more chaotic, although you have people in your family, you should be more careful." ”

Jing Xianmao hesitated for a moment and said, "Sister, I'm going to go back to Lonely Twilight Mountain and continue practicing with my master." Now the war is in chaos, because I see that those homeless people have no food or drink, my belongings are almost scattered to them, and now the herbs are not easy to buy, even if they are available in some pharmacies, the price is too high, and my pharmacy really can't sustain itself. ”

Yao Hei'er nodded, "It's okay to go back, Master Yuchuan's place is very quiet, I really want to go and stay for a few more days." ”

Jing Xianmao said, "That being the case, sister should go with me." ”

Yao Hei'er smiled bitterly and said, "Xianmao, you don't know, my heart is even more numb, and I don't know what happened to my second daughter at the border pass, and the queen here loves to lose her temper, how can I walk away?" Wait...... Let's talk about it later! ”

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