Chapter IV Exchange

As everyone knows, the old woman Bai seemed to be stunned, and stayed in place sluggishly, silently watching the car gradually drive away: "Impossible... It's impossible to ......" The old man's voice was not only choked, but also a little trembling.

I saw her thin body trembling in place, her fingers trembling to the position of her heart, grabbing her clothes violently, and her originally loose skin tightened, and even the green tendons under the thin skin could be seen.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Woowoo"

The old woman was crying like a child, but her movements were really strange, and from a distance it looked weird, making people look creepy.

But there is usually no one in the alley, and it is empty, so no one has seen her current appearance, and naturally she doesn't know.

At the same time, as if there was a sense, Bai Luoling's hand on the steering wheel shook when driving, and the car made a small turn, and the car lost its direction only for a moment.

Because of the violent movement, Wang Shu next to him was startled, but Bai Luoling quickly pressed the steering wheel with his hand, and finally controlled the car, which did not make the car completely out of control.

"Ling'er, you, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Bai Luoling's face suddenly turned pale for a moment, he asked anxiously.

"It's okay... Well, maybe a little tired. Bai Luoling regained her grip on the steering wheel, shook her head gently, and came to her senses, she looked at the road ahead, and seemed a little hesitant.

Just now, her heart shrank so violently that she couldn't breathe, but fortunately, it was just for a moment.

"Let's clean up the house later, and then help your dad back." I've lived outside for more than half a year, and I've never taken care of it at home. Wang Shu said softly while pinning her hair behind her ears, her eyes were distracted, and she didn't know what to think.

Bai Luoling sighed softly, she didn't know what was going on, as if she had some telepathy, she had been sighing about every day for the past year.

"Tuk Tuk"

The sound of knocking on the door sounded in this empty house, which seemed abrupt and terrifying, and the early morning fog had not yet dissipated, and the white woman did not see the man's face clearly until she opened the door.

"You are?" The white old woman changed her usual gentle tone, and her tone became cold, quite like the style of a famous feng shui master back then.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but do you want your son's legs to be good?" The voice was low, so that the white old woman couldn't help but shiver.

Hearing what she dreamed of, the white old woman settled down, she opened the door and welcomed the man outside the door in, she saw the man's face clearly, unexpectedly, he looked upright, and even saw the handsome in the fine lines on his face. "Old woman Bai, we can make an exchange."

His knuckles tapped regularly on the wooden table, and the white woman's eyes looked at his pale and bony knuckles, and her heart seemed to beat with this rhythm.

The old locust tree at the door cast a shadow on the ground, obscuring the conversation between the old woman and the man, and apart from the occasional murmur in the house, there was no sound around, and it was frighteningly quiet.

Finally, I heard the old woman's low and hoarse voice reply, "I promise you." ”

In the dim new house, there are layers of red tents hanging with a dazzling array of beads, reflecting the swaying candle shadows, and the red embroidered satin quilt is covered with red dates, peanuts, and longan, all of which are full as pearls, which means beautiful.

It was a happy day.

The bride on the bed was not very happy, and her body trembled slightly, perhaps because she was happy. Today's wind is on the strong side, and the windows are clanging. Bai Luoling's hand embroidered with the double phoenix Tengyunxia cloak gradually let go, struggled for a while, or pulled the red hijab off her head, this time, her hand found sustenance again-tightly clutched the hijab, but it took her too much strength, and the sweat on her forehead flowed to her chin, outlining her delicate face.

She took a soft breath, walked to the window, and closed it tightly. When it was closed, I hesitated, I don't know what object to fix, now there are very few wooden windows pasted with window paper, every household is tempered glass windows, that is, a few households at the bottom of the Jiangnan family are still the old times - even marriage is the appearance of ancient times.

These actions made her face even paler.

There is no bustle of the groom's toast outside, nor is there any bustle of joy. It's as if the bride is the only one in this house.

Be.

Neither is it.

In fact, on the table on one side, there is also the spirit card covered with a red cloth.

"Zhong Yunyun." Her steps clanged, and in this dim and damp old house, the sound was even clearer, and she struggled for a moment to lift the red cloth, put her hand on the spirit card, and carefully rubbed the name on the spirit card one by one.

The wind whistling outside the window suddenly stopped, which was very eerie.

She was silent for a moment, and then suddenly there was a whistling outside the window, blowing open the window she had just closed. "Ling'er! Oh my daughter! In a trance, she heard a hoarse sound from the windβ€”a sound on the verge of collapse. She heard clearly, it was her mother's voice. "You old witch! You don't want to die! Marry my daughter to this dead man! You slasher of a thousand cuts! As soon as the curse reached her ears, it grew farther and farther away.

Bai Luoling whimpered: "Mom! Mom! Where are you? ”

"Please, count grandma please, although this method is life-saving, you can't bear to let your father be half-dead like this!" The grandmother, who has been telling fortunes and reading feng shui all the year round, has seen through too many heavenly opportunities, her eyes are blind, and her back is for some reason, shrinking in a strange shape that is suppressed by heavy objects and cannot stand upright. She hugged Bai Luoling's waist, her voice and people trembled.

Just the other day, the always kind grandmother begged her on her knees. said that she didn't know where to get a way, saying that her birth date was completely compatible with the young master who had been dead in the Zhong family for three years, and it could wash the dirt on her father's body, and her father's leg could be fully recovered.

"There's nothing to do, just lock up in that room for a night, and you will be the daughter-in-law of the Zhong family in the future, and you can never marry for the rest of your life." Her grandmother, as usual, sat at the head of her bed, but the trembling of her body was not hidden. "It's okay, please."

Bai Luoling had no choice, she was drugged by her grandmother and brought to this room, which may be a taste of irony, she felt a little bitter in her heart.

She is also different from her grandmother, she doesn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, and Zi said: "Zi doesn't say anything strange and confused."