Twilight followed them to a low house, where layers of straw on the eaves swayed gently in the breeze.

Then there is the persimmon tree in the morning light, and some old leaves seem to be still enduring the vicissitudes brought by the years, and they refuse to fall.

When she entered, the first thing she saw was a few candle flames, white skin, and fiery red candle flames, which reminded her of the scene of burying a beauty, which was so quiet and weird.

The old woman's hand holding Dai Duyu trembled slightly, and she looked at Dai Duyu in a daze with some trepidation.

"Mother-in-law, do you know the meaning of white candles and red candles?"

The old woman shook her head suddenly, and the shredded hair fell out and landed just on the candle flame, and the sizzling sound made the house seem even stranger.

Dai Duyu had some ideas in her heart, but she didn't say it, just as the woman thought, there are too many things in this world that are forced to do, why does she hold on to this?

"Girl, let's have a cup of chrysanthemums." The old man took out the dusty jar that had been sealed for a long time, and Dai Duyu looked confused, how long did it take to accumulate such dust......

He poured a glass, and the aroma instantly filled the air, and it was really fragrant, which was different from the sweetness of peach blossom wine, but had a kind of unearthly elegance.

Dai Duyu took the bowl from the old man's hand, and the rough bottom of the bowl made her frown, but she still drank it.

It was very fragrant, but his vision was slowly blurred, and he couldn't hold the bowl in his hand steadily, and the two old men came back to their senses with a crisp sound.

They helped her up and picked off the jade pendant around her neck, which Leng Aohan gave her......

"Old man, put it away."

The old woman threw the jade pendant to him, and spat on the ground, and she stepped on it with her embroidered shoes.

The old man took the jade pendant and put it directly into his arms, he poured the chrysanthemum wine from Dai Duyu's head, and some chrysanthemum petals were still hanging on Dai Duyu's hair, although it was fragrant, but there was a sense of cruelty.

They wanted to help them to the kiln at the bottom of the mountain, where their daughter had been before she got married.

It was more of a kiln than a huge cave, and the smell inside was oppressive, and Twilight was dragged into it with a haggard face, and they threw her heavily on the damp ground.

The woman snorted, but was powerless to resist.

"Old man, come out with a big vat and a knife."

The old woman looked at her with a distressed expression, and her rough hand caressed the woman's face, how delicate it would be if it was made into a human skin lantern.

Soon, the old man struggled to move out of a large vat, and the knife pinned to his waist flashed from time to time.

"Our Cher is in company!" The old man said with tears in his eyes.

"No, Xue'er, you are not alone on the Huangquan Road, your mother found you a sister, you should be happy."

Both of them were silent for a while, their eyes facing each other, both full of longing.

Their daughter's name is Xue'er, and she is a smart and clever girl, but unfortunately she was forcibly dragged away by the people in the town to marry her, how can the woman in the flower season endure this pain?

On the day of the marriage, Xue'er committed suicide by biting her tongue! With regret and unwillingness on their faces, it was too late when they arrived in a hurry, leaving only the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man......

The more the old woman thought about it, the more heartache she became, and she looked at those family members and hypocritical wives with grief and indignation, she hated it! Hate them for abusing their power, hate them for being selfish!

The two of them were trying to make trouble at the landlord's house, but they didn't expect to be driven directly to this poor country.

The two depend on each other for their lives, with their daughters missing, and sometimes they feel that their daughter is still alive, and she is just married far away.

"Old man, I still can't let go of this heart, it's so bitter!" The woman sat down on the ground and said.

The old man looked at the big vat, he knew that many girls had been buried over the years, but his beloved was unwilling to stop, he could only watch silently.

The funeral flowers do not dissociate from the human language, the most vicissitudes of the world, except for half a life of tears......

My Xue'er, it's my mother's fault that I can't protect you! The more the woman thought about it, the more fierce her eyes became, and she looked at the twilight rain on the ground in a daze.

"Old man, do it." Woman.

The old man hesitated for a moment, and he hugged Dai Duyu, and the musty smell made the kiln even more terrifying.

"Old woman, wait a minute, my back hurts."

The old woman helped him anxiously and hurriedly asked him if he was in a hurry.

In the face of her concern, the old man's heart was hot, she still had a good heart, but it was Xue'er's death that made her mentally unstable from time to time.

He himself actually doesn't have pain in his back, but he doesn't want to kill the girl anymore, he has done too much over the years, and he is also a parent, how can he not understand the pain of losing a child?

In the middle of the night, he would always hear Cher say to himself with tears in her eyes that she was so wronged, that the flames of hell had roasted her beyond recognition, and that she didn't understand why she had to suffer there without doing anything harmful.

The old man's tears gradually blurred his eyes, and when he opened and closed his eyes, it was Xue'er, the daughter of the little family Jasper, and the bell tied on her feet seemed to be able to echo in her ears through time and space.

"Are you alright, old man?" The woman asked.

She has lost her daughter, she can't lose this twilight partner anymore, she can't afford to hurt it, she also thought about having another child, but when she thought of Xue'er, she didn't have the slightest interest.

The two also had a very tacit understanding and did not have sex with each other again, but in this long road of life, there is no love as a condiment, but I am afraid that there is only numbness left.

Leng Aohan woke up suddenly, saw this strange room, and quickly recalled in his mind, it turned out that he was still in this Peach Blossom Valley.

And the little wild cat, he sat up at once, and looked at him inexplicably, the master had recently become obsessed with the girl and behaved abnormally.

"If you leave, what about people?" Leng Aohan said.

Ruoli was stunned for a moment and said, "The substitute girl is nowhere to be found." ”

"Find!"

"Yes!"

If he flies away immediately, he will never disobey the orders of his master, which is respect and loyalty.

Leng Aohan sensed the surroundings, there was nothing strange, he put on his robe, and his head was full of green silk hanging down the back of his head, elegant and free.

He is actually very similar to Dai Duyu, sometimes digging strong and sometimes needing to go through some training to mature, however, life is a process that needs to be constantly experienced, and he dares to admit his arrogance, but he just can't stand the sudden rejection of him by the little wild cat.

Last night, her cold eyes pierced her heart deeply, like a quenched awl, which suddenly pierced her heart, making you painful and unwilling.

He didn't understand why she was so abnormal last night, but he could faintly feel the depression in this woman's heart, she hated the world, including her own protection of her.

Leng Aohan came to the bottom of the waterfall in a few steps, and the difference between the water and the water last night was still repeated in his mind.

He shook his head, and flew up to the top of the cliff with light power, and by this time the sun had slowly risen from the east, and the fiery red disk hung on one side of the sky, and the mist poured down from the top of the mountain to the valley, light and graceful.

Leng Aohan has no intention of appreciating the beauty of this mountain forest, he wants to find the woman who "escaped", hold her firmly in the palm of his hand for the rest of his life, and let her never want to leave again.

He saw the road that Dai Duyu had walked, it might be that there were few people here, so there were obvious traces of the road that Dai Duyu had walked last night, and Leng Aohan kept walking along this road.

He came to a hillside where the grass showed signs of being weighed down by a heavy object, and the little wild cat might have stopped there, and he went forward, plucked a reed, and looked around, and there was nothing strange about the mountains.

He suddenly noticed that there was no road ahead, but the other side of the hill was a little different, and he sensed that there were people there.

He walked cautiously, and saw a house, but the doors and windows were locked, and he did not want to cut off the clue, so he went forward and pushed the door, but found that it could not be opened......

He condensed the internal force in the palm of his hand, and the door fell to the ground with a backhand, and as soon as he entered, he smelled the smell of chrysanthemum wine, and his intuition told him that it was not simple.

His sense of smell has always been better than ordinary people, so how can he not doubt such a strong smell of wine, this barren mountain and wild mountains, that little wild cat will not be abducted.

If Dai Duyu knew, he would definitely despise him coldly in his heart, and he would be handsome when he saved people...... Really.

Leng Aohan smelled the chrysanthemum wine, and found that there was a path on the hillside leading to the bottom of the mountain, and his inner uneasiness became stronger and stronger, he didn't want to see the little wild cat being raped first and then killed.

The galloping all the way made him feel like he was going to be thrown out, and the residual poison in his body was fiercely suppressed, no matter how serious the backlash would be in the future, he would not regret today's decision.

The murderous intent of the old woman in the kiln became heavier and heavier, and the old man knew that he could not dissuade her no matter what, so he could only sit still.

Girl, if you want to complain, blame the landlord bully, God really doesn't open her eyes, our Xue'er has been dead for so long, but she often suffers in that hell......

"Old man, give me the knife, I'm going to bring a sister to Cher." The old woman is humane.

"Old woman, otherwise, after these few days, you see that this girl is disheveled, and the king of Hades will think that it is some kind of cheap goods from Goolan Courtyard when he sees it, so won't it cause trouble for Xue'er at that time?" The old man said worriedly.

The old woman thought about it, but everyone brought it, so she couldn't let her run away, and cut off her leg, which can be regarded as stable.

The old woman snatched the knife from the old man's hand, and was about to cut it down, when the old man suddenly hugged her from behind, and this sudden warmth calmed the woman's heart a little, and at the same time felt a familiar feeling......

Isn't that the kind of throbbing that the two of them just met, and they always glance at it casually, and then pretend to glance away as if nothing happened.