The cave bat, from the very beginning, had been hovering in front of my aunt's spirit, and several times it had been flying in front of me, and that night, back and forth.

Now that I think about it, it must have been trying to tell me something.

In my room, I went back and forth with Tang Muzhou, and in the end, it was indeed the bat that there was a problem.

It seems like from the very beginning, it's like telling us that this Dongshan will have all the problems.

It's not early, I made an appointment with Tang Muzhou to go to the water tower early tomorrow morning to have a look. My aunt and grandmother have been buried, and we have fulfilled my grandmother's wish.

The business of rich people is complicated.

Otherwise, how could there be such a saying, "as deep as Houmen is like the sea".

Today is too tiring, and I didn't sleep well last night, and my whole body is a little prostration.

Lying in bed to give, soon fell asleep.

In a trance, I heard someone knocking on the door, picked up my phone and glanced at the time, it was only two o'clock in the morning.

I wonder who will come to me at this time.

The movement went away after two sounds, and I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.

The moment I rolled over, I felt something flicker behind me.

When he got up, the room was quiet, the furniture filled the room with a faint smell of wood, and outside the half-open window, the moon peeked through the clouds, casting a layer of white light on the room.

When my gaze swept over the couch by the window on my left, I was stunned.

Under the moonlight, a woman in a red dress is sitting with her back to me. Her hair was coiled up, her figure was neither fat nor thin, her head was slightly lowered, and she didn't know what she was doing.

I just looked at her for a while, but the woman still didn't turn around.

I yelled at her, "An Jiaqi! ”

The woman in red didn't move, and I screamed again, and she turned around. By the moonlight, I finally saw her appearance clearly, this woman in red was actually my aunt!

At this moment, she is the appearance of a young woman, she is holding the white mandarin duck purse in her hand, and she is smiling at me.

I cowered on the bed and didn't move, but she stood up and moved closer to me.

Auntie and grandmother in the moonlight, tall and tall, with cloudy sideburns, she is really drifting. Standing beside my bed, I saw her fiddling with the sewing purse in her hand, and suddenly said: "Tang Xiaofan, Xia Hong, have you come to find you?" ”

My aunt's voice was very thin, and it sounded like it was the same age as me.

When he looked up at me, the corners of his eyes were crooked, and the mole on the left side of his face was embedded in his dimples, which looked dignified and magnificent, not to be a woman who had read books in that era.

Hearing her mention the word "Xia Hong", my heart trembled.

I leaned forward: "You also know Xia Hong?" ”

Auntie nodded: "Back then, she worked as a cook in your Tang family, and I also ate her cooking, which tasted very good, and now I still remember that osmanthus sea bass, it is so delicious." ”

When she said this, she smiled with tears in her eyes, as if she were reminiscing.

I paused again.

Xia Hong, did you work as a cook for our Tang family?!

This is in the ......

Raising my eyes, I was about to continue to ask something, but I saw two lines of bloody tears suddenly rolling out of her eyes, and then, blood also rolled out of the corners of her mouth and snort.

I gasped.

Leaning back against the wall: "Grandma, your face is bleeding......"

She was still smiling at me, and after listening to my words, she reached out and touched the bloodstains: "Tang Xiaofan, don't be afraid, I will only bleed when I see you, and I will bleed when I am happy, not what Tang Muzhou said about stiff body......"

As she spoke, her bloody hand reached out to me.

I screamed and buried my head under the covers......

After a flash of white light, I actually saw the thatched hut again.

This time, instead of sitting at the table embroidering a purse, I was suspended in mid-air, so I saw everything that was happening in the room.

The thatched bed seemed to collapse at the slightest touch, and there were large snowflakes outside, and the wind blew in through the cracks, and the room was as cold as an ice cave.

The poor scholar was sleeping on the bed, covered with a thin quilt full of holes.

Next to the thatched bed was a brazier that was about to be extinguished, and the few coals in it were running out.

The poor scholar lying on the bed tried to reach out and add the black charcoal next to him, but his body was too weak to reach it at all.

He tried to reach out again, but the whole person fell to the ground.

The poor scholar coughed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood splashed in the charcoal fire, making a "stinging" sound, and at this moment, the door opened, and an older man walked in.

As soon as he saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped the poor scholar up.

The poor scholar sat back on the bed, drinking a mouthful of hot soup brought to him by the man, and his face was still as white as paper.

The man sighed and said, "You, why bother? ”

Floating in mid-air, I heard the next conversation between the poor scholar and the man, and the content was much more than I expected:

It turned out that there was no rich lady in this at all, and the poor scholar played a scene with this man and asked my aunt and grandmother to leave automatically.

The reason is simple, and it is also very old-fashioned and cheesy.

He was sick, tuberculosis, he didn't have long to live, the disease was still contagious, and he didn't want to drag my aunt and grandmother down.

Seeing this, I was floating in mid-air, and I also sighed again and again.

The wind and snow outside were getting heavier and heavier, and the thatch on the house was lifted up, and my body was blown to the top of the hill by the wind and snow.

Gu San, dragged out of the water tower, was wrapped in a thatched mat.

The two people in front of them pulled straw mats and walked through a long snowy road, and a pair of deep and shallow footprints appeared on the smooth road.

In the layer where the straw mat touched the snow, I saw Gu San's face.

He was the man who had just spoken to the poor scholar in a thatched hut. The blood stains on his face had turned black, he had been dead for a long time, and the dark spots on his face looked terrifying.

Although the man was already dead, his eyes were wide, and he seemed unwilling to die as he looked at the flying snow in the sky.

There was already a thick layer of ice on the black pool, and the two subordinates of the An family smashed it on the ice for a while, and finally opened a hole the size of a basin.

Gu San was thrown in like this.

The moment his body was submerged in the water, I followed him to the pool, but I didn't feel the slightest chill in such a cold weather.

As his body sank to the bottom of the pool, suddenly, he opened his eyes!