The thunder was rolling, the wind was howling, and the lightning flashed down and shone on the cold tombstone, making people feel more and more terrifying.

"Dig me ......"

A delicate face also appeared and disappeared with the flickering lightning, but the difference was that the smile that used to hang on the face no longer existed, and was replaced by a hideous and terrible.

"Dig this slut out for me, and I'm going to take her bones and feed them to the dogs."

At the sound of the order, the towering grave was immediately dug down with a hoe, and no one felt that there was anything wrong with it in this windy and dark night.

The woman seemed to be crazy, kicked open the tombstone standing in the soil with one foot, stepped on her feet, and laughed so hard that she couldn't even straighten her waist: "Wei Jingshu, what kind of thing are you, you still dominate the position when you die, let him worry, do you think the Wei family died badly enough?" ”

The series of laughter permeated people, and the blinding lightning struck again, but the woman's face changed.

The eerie white skull, with hollow eye sockets and bottomless darkness, is terrifying.

……

"Dead perverted ......" Wei Jingshu woke up from her dream, grabbed the collar of her clothes, and took a few breaths before relieving herself.

scolded secretly: "If you are sick, you dare to pout my grave." scolded this, and spat again: "Bah, bah, I'm still alive and well, where did I come from?" ”

When she heard the movement, she entered the house with a lamp in her hand, and said softly: "The girl is awake?" ”

Without waiting for Wei Jingshu to answer, she said: "The slave is about to go into the house to call the girl to get up, this time I will have some food for a while, and then set off to Nanyuan to race horses, the time will be good." ”

Wei Jingshu deserved a sound, but she couldn't sleep anyway, so she simply lifted the brocade quilt and wrapped her shoes and prepared to get up, but she was shocked when she heard the words.

She remembered that in the eleventh year of Jingde, on the third day of March, Xu Jinrong, the eldest daughter of the Xu family, was trampled to death by her horse.

Recalling the old things, Wei Jingshu's eyes narrowed, the jade foot put into the soft-soled shoes shrank, and then got back into the quilt: "I don't want to go to horse racing." ”

finally came back to life, so she didn't look for bad luck, if it wasn't for that event that made her carry the black cauldron, how could there be those things in the future, she would never provoke Li Junchun, the living king of Hades.

Butterbur smiled, only when she was angry to get up, she neatly hung the warm yellow gauze tent with a golden cicada hook: "Doesn't the girl usually like to ride a horse the most?" Why didn't you suddenly go now? He added, "A few days ago, you said that if you win the first place again this year, it will be three years in a row." ”

The girl in the whole Yunzhou, if you want to say that Wei Jingshu's riding skills are second, no one dares to call her first, since her riding skills have been recognized by the master, she has not missed the horse race of the Shangsi Festival every year.

If it was a change to the past, she would definitely want to join in the fun, but as soon as she remembered the reason why the Wei family ended up like this, it started with Xu Jinrong's death, so she didn't dare to move forward anymore, she just wanted to avoid it.

"If you don't go, you won't go, why do you talk so much." Wei Jingshu was angry, and the brocade was wrapped around her head, but there was no room for negotiation.

Butterbury was stunned for a moment, only to feel that his third girl's temper has been getting worse and worse recently, but he didn't say anything in the end, only said: "The slave maid will go and talk to the second lady, and the girl will rest for a while." ”

Wei Jingshu deserved to be in a muffled voice, and when she heard the sound of the door opening and closing, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but sat up violently.