Climbing up the mountain along the way, Qiao Taro Xin held the sacrifice with a solemn expression, my mother was buried in this kind of place, I guess I don't fit in, right?

In the past, in order to move her mother, her stepmother said that the feng shui of this mountain was good, so she specially found a feng shui master to persuade Qiao's father.

Qiao Yuxin turned her head to look, and finally saw the big tree next to her mother's grave, and she strode closer......

After cleaning up the weeds in front of the grave, Qiao Taro squatted in front of the grave and took out the sacrifices one by one, feeling a little heavy.

"Mom, I've come to see you."

Qiao Taro was lit with ingots, her eyes were red, and the shadow of her mother when she was a child gradually blurred in her mind.

The two stepmothers behind him stood honestly on the side, confused.

Seeing the pointed grave, Qiao Jing was a little scared.

She hugged Qiao's mother's arm tightly, and complained more and more about Qiao Taro in her heart.

It's all to blame on Qiao Taro Core!

It's so bad that she wants to run to the barren mountain, bad luck!

Qiao Jing cursed indignantly in her heart, looking down at her toes, not daring to look at the grave mountain.

"Mom, I was admitted to Imperial University of Media and Communication, and I'll show you this admission letter, the gold content is quite high, hehe......"

Qiao Yuxin kept talking to her mother, and the two mothers and daughters in the back were nervous, for fear of being haunted, and their eyes were empty.

Fortunately, nothing happened during the worship.

Qiao Yuxin stayed in the cemetery for an hour, then got up to tidy up his things and prepared to leave.

Seeing Qiao Yuxin get up, Qiao Jing hurriedly wanted to turn around and walk down the mountain as if she had grown scuds.

"Click...... Ahh

With a twist of her ankle, Qiao Jing immediately screamed, and the sharp pain jumped from her feet to the nerves in her head, paralyzing.

The stepmother exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly supported Qiao Jing's waist, cold sweat on her back.

"Mom, I'm on my feet...... Woo-"

Qiao Jing screamed in pain and jumped up, the ankle of her right foot was already slightly red, and she was so delicate that she cried bitterly.

"Xin'er, come over and help your sister, let's go down the mountain together!"

The stepmother was holding Qiao Jing's armpits, a little unbearable, and it was a long way down the mountain, and she was afraid that she would not be able to help her home.

Qiao Yuxin took the thing, took the lead, and when he saw Qiao Jingwei's feet, he secretly rejoiced.

"I'll take something, you guys go slowly, I'll go back first, do you need to call someone up the mountain to help?"

The corners of Qiao Taroxin's mouth curved an arc, and his cold eyes swept over the two of them, with a shallow smile at the bottom of his eyes.

The stepmother cursed, and suddenly felt a gust of wind on her back, and her fat face stiffened:

"Go and call my uncle to carry Jing'er down the mountain......"

Qiao Yuxin happily responded, glanced at the two of them with a deep gaze, turned around and jumped down the mountain.

Like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world.

When she couldn't see Qiao Yuxin's back at all, Qiao Jing pressed on Qiao's mother's body, panicked and frightened:

"Mom, I'm scared ......"

suddenly remembered the ghost movie I watched before, on the side of the grave mountain, the wind was blowing......

happened to see the leaves blown by the wind, Qiao's mother was so frightened that she screamed, hugged her daughter, and trembled.

"Let's go down the mountain!"

Holding Qiao Jing's arm, Qiao's mother seemed to suddenly have strength, dragging her daughter straight down the mountain, as if there was something terrible behind her.

It's a pity that Qiao Jing suffered.

Her right foot was smashed, her left leg was dragged all the way down the hill in order to keep up with Qiao's mother's speed, and the weeds on the side of the road cut her leg through countless small holes.

"Woo ......"

Qiao Jing, who couldn't stand it, cried all the way.

Qiao's mother is a woman after all, she doesn't have much strength, and she has already fallen down halfway, and the two of them are pressed to the ground together......

Wiping her sweat, Qiao's mother gasped again and again, and when she saw that it was far away from the tomb mountain, she breathed a sigh of relief:

"Jing'er, let's wait for your uncle here."