I really couldn't understand the other party's motives, so I turned my head to look at Yaya, wanting to hear her opinion, but I saw that she was also looking at me, her eyes full of sadness and disappointment.

When I turned around, these two emotions disappeared again, and they returned to their previous appearance. But I clearly felt that there was a hint of deliberately hidden indifference in her eyes.

It's a subtle change, but who am I? A special soldier who specializes in collecting intelligence and carrying out sneak attacks on places is really humiliating if he can't even see such a slight change.

"Yaya,"

"What's wrong?" She smiled faintly, full of indifference, and deliberately hiding something. To put it in a very clear sentence: this smile of hers is very hypocritical.

"You don't believe me like that?" I looked at her and whispered, "I know you're sad right now...... But am I the kind of person who lives in the twilight? ”

Her eyes were lowered, and her long eyelashes flickered.

Seeing her reaction, I knew I was right.

Originally, I couldn't understand why she had such a subtle change, but after watching her tugging at the photo. I could see what she was thinking.

This time, she was not only jealous, but more of a distrust of me.

I don't blame her for this, her father, who loves her, is suddenly gone, and her temperament will naturally change greatly. She's different from me.

At a very young age, I experienced the grief of my mother's death, and I was naturally better able to bear it than hers.

Yaya didn't speak, that is the acquiescence.

When Yaya saw the ciphertext in the photo, she was afraid that she would not think about the other party's motives like I did, but think about the problem intuitively...... Women are emotional creatures, and they usually think intuitively.

The answer I got intuitively was that there was another woman dating me!

I sighed, took her in my arms, and whispered in her ear, "Remember what I said when we got married?" ”

She surprisingly didn't struggle, obediently resting her head on my chest and nodded.

"From now on, life and death depend on each other, no matter whether it is good or bad, never negative to each other! Yaya, there is no one who can replace your place in my heart. This sentence was said after I thought about it. I don't deny that I'm a frequent liar, but my commitment has always been minimal. A light promise must be believed. You have to trust me. ”

When we talk about weddings, we naturally mean the one we held in the hospital. It's simple, but for us, it's unforgettable.

Dad and Dad also said that they would have a wedding for us again when they went back, but the meaning was different.

"I'm sorry, but I'm too sad and overthinking. On that day, I also said a word: From today onwards, we will be in the same boat, and we will never abandon us in times of adversity.

Zhuo, when I said this, I was also serious. I'm really scared of losing you. She hugged my waist tightly and choked up, "I don't want to wait another eight hundred years......"

"I know......" I gently stroked her beautiful face. The years still left traces on her face, not old, but mature.

Compared with 800 years ago, her small mind has finally matured.

"Since the letter was sent from Wazi Village, Yaya, let's go over and take a look now, no matter what kind of cow ghost and snake god he is, as long as he dares to touch a single hair of his father and father, we will serve him in a pot."

"Good!" Her eyes finally came to life.

As night fell, it began to get dark. Yaya and I flew all the way to Wazi Village.

She didn't summon her own cold jade tune, but flew with me with the "sword". A pair of hands hugged my waist tightly from behind, and if it weren't for other things to do, I was really in a trance, and wanted to turn around and hold her in my arms.

The village is located in a mountain basin, surrounded by mountains, with only a small stream flowing through it.

There is also a concrete road through the village.

The second group of Wazi Village, this is not the place I used to come to. Chen Yongfu's family, in a group. There is still a bit of a distance between the first and second groups.

I found the house of the old man who had come to deliver me during the day, and immediately saw the dilapidated house next to his house.

The owner of the faith, who lives in such a place?

This house is a bit old. Not only the tiled houses, but also the walls have not yet been made of adhesive, and they are all made of five-sided stones. This five-sided stone is very bulky, and any stone usually weighs thousands of pounds.

In the age of backward technology, there was no adhesive, and the walls made of such bulky stone blocks would not collapse.

But this kind of wall is still quite dangerous, and between the cracks in the stones, it is possible for poisonous snakes to hide in it.

The tiles are supported by several pillars, the structure of the house, and the wooden structure. By this time, the pillars were all tilted, and if they were not supported by a heavy stone wall, they would have collapsed long ago.

This is already a very serious dilapidated house, and I don't know what the reason is, it has not been demolished.

"Can people still live in this kind of place?" Yaya stood beside me, looked at the old house, and said softly, "If it were me, even if I slept on the tree, I wouldn't come to this kind of place, it's too dangerous." ”

The old man followed us, and he sighed and said, "The man who sent you the letter lives here. ”

"Won't the village committee take care of it?" I said.

"If she doesn't come out, the village committee won't be able to take care of it." The old man sighed softly.

Behind us, there were several other people, mostly grizzled but very fashionable young people. They looked at the girl's eyes, revealing a deep surprise and strangeness, and there were two guys who didn't even hide the greed in their eyes.

This makes me quite unhappy!

I don't like other men looking at my maid like that, and I don't like others looking at me with a jealous look.

Yaya didn't notice this, and her attention was all on the dilapidated house in front of her.

"Let's go in and have a look!" Naturally, I took Yaya's little hand and walked towards the wooden door of the dilapidated house.

There were a few more envious and jealous glances on my body.

I don't like this kind of gaze, but I don't like it even more like this kind of gaze falling on Yaya's body.

These people are really, haven't they seen a beautiful woman in 800 years? Don't know how to be a little more restrained?

When I take Yaya's hand, it is a kind of declaration. Some finally shook their heads slightly and walked away.

The door was a wooden one, and it was rotting, and it was full of small holes made by moths. You can still see a portrait of the door god faintly on the door.

The wooden door was just hidden and unlocked. I held the girl with my left hand, stretched out my right hand, and pressed it against the wooden door, and with a slight force, the wooden door creaked open.

This kind of wooden door, the door shaft is also wooden, even if it is a long time, it will not be stuck by rust like an iron door.

Because it has been inhabited recently, there is no dust when it is opened, and there are not too many cobwebs.

The windows on the walls are very small and there is not enough light in the house.

When you enter this haunted building, the musty smell fills the entire lung space.

The tiled house itself is not very high, and the most unbearable thing is that it also uses bamboo and wooden planks to "suspend the ceiling!" ”

In words, I really can't say what the "top" of the top floor above my head is called, anyway, in a word, tiled houses usually have two floors! It is rare to see the tile surface overhead from the ground at a glance.

This "top" is so low that I can reach the slag-free planks as soon as I reach out.

This feeling of oppression is very uncomfortable.

Inside the room, there are also small rooms divided by wooden panels, and the space of a single room is very small. There is no concrete floor on the ground, just a layer of green lime.

The environment here is really bad, Yaya frowned slightly. She has always loved cleanliness, so naturally she doesn't like this kind of place very much.

"Anyone?" Standing in the doorway, I said aloud.

I didn't know the motive for this person to send me the letter, but thinking that she was sick now, I thought that maybe I was thinking too much, and the other person just wanted to send us that picture so that we could help her.

But I couldn't convince myself of this reason, the reason was simple: the photo was too clean, and the envelope was very clean, and it didn't look like it came out of it. Even if the owner of the photo cherishes the photo very much and collects it well, there will always be some stains on it.

I shouted several times, but still no one responded.

"I guess it's out......," the old man said in the back.

I was noncommittal, turned on the flashlight, pulled the girl, and continued to walk inside.

Since this person is sick, maybe she is dying of breath at this time, and she can't move the slightest when she lies on her stomach somewhere. So, let's go in and take a look for yourself.

There are very simple household items in the house, such as sleeping bags, such as waterproof backpacks.

I was stunned: these things were completely used in the wild, even if they weren't in this dark room. Maybe there's an inflatable tent inside the backpack.

If this is really the case, then the conditions for setting up a tent outside are far better than this dark house, what kind of madness is this person who wants to come here to suffer because he has given up a good environment?

"This place, perhaps, has something special to her." Yaya opened her mouth and asked, "Zhuo, you said that the master here is the sacrifice spirit?" ”

I know that Yaya hates the priests now, and she thinks that the spirits have taken away her father and father.

I shook my head and said, "I won't know for sure until I see her." ”

The girl didn't speak, lowered her head, and asked, "We're waiting here for her to come back?" ”

"Hmm!" I nodded, took her little hand, and walked out of the dark, haunted old house onto the concrete road outside.

The things in the house are still there, which means that the person will come back. It doesn't hurt if we wait here.

The sunset in the west gradually faded from the red light, and it was indescribably dim.

As soon as Yaya came out, she immediately attracted the attention of many people. It really made me uncomfortable, quite uncomfortable!

It's late June, and the weather in the south is still very hot, and the house is even more stuffy.

The old man, surnamed Chen, took out a stool and asked us to sit under the pine trees on the side of the concrete road to cool off.

There is basically no air conditioning in the countryside, even electric fans are rare, and the way to enjoy the cool is the evening breeze.

It's really comfortable.

Although the air conditioner is cool, it is very stuffy because the air does not flow well.

At this time, the evening breeze blows down the ravine, and it can only be described in one word: cool!

Yaya was very restrained, hugging her knees, and sitting on a small stool in a dignified manner. The evening breeze blew her inky green silk flying.

I looked at Uncle Chen, then at the old house, and asked, "Uncle, is there any story here?" ”

If there is a story, I can't guess who sent us the letter.

Although stories are not the same as reality, they are all derived from reality, so you can often see the shadow of facts in the story.

"There's a story!" Uncle Chen smoked dry tobacco and said slowly, "And it's a very sad story." It's been many years since this happened. ”

"Many years ago, there lived a family here, and in those days, their family was also enviable. But then, something happened that no one could understand. That is the daughter in this family, who has always been well-behaved and sensible, killed her mother with her own hands! ”

"What? Killed his own mother with his own hands? Originally, Yaya didn't care about this story, but when she heard this, she was also stunned.

Due to the growth environment when she was a child, although Yaya's values are slightly distorted, she can't accept anything about her daughter killing her mother.

She is a daughter herself, and she also has a mother. Even if she thought that her mother didn't love her, she still couldn't figure out how that little girl could be such a killer.

"Was it her mother who abused her a lot? So she couldn't stand such abuse, so she killed her mother? ”

Uncle Chen shook his head and asked, "Would you abuse your own daughter?" ”

The girl blushed and said, "Where did I come from?" ”

Uncle Chen didn't speak, but he glanced at me meaningfully and said, "I will always use it." Heart-to-heart, would you abuse your own daughter? ”

"Nope! Even if she is naughty and disobedient, the most I can do is punish her. Let her remember what is right and what is wrong. ”

I was a little embarrassed to give Uncle Chen this look.

To be honest, although Yaya and I are now husband and wife, we really haven't done that kind of thing. The reason is that none of us are ready. Since childhood, we have received a deformed education, and we basically don't know anything about it.

Uncle Chen continued to smoke dry cigarettes and said, "That mother is very good to her daughter, but her father's temper is a little short-tempered. At least in our opinion, she was a good mother, but she still died at the hands of her own daughter. No one knew why the little girl wanted to kill her mother.

After she killed her mother, she disappeared and never appeared in everyone's sight again.

Later, his father, as her guardian, was taken away by the police. ”

"It's that simple?" I asked.

I always felt that this thing would not be so simple! There should be more hidden inside.

"It's as simple as that! I don't remember the things that are not simple! Uncle Chen looked at the crooked moon and lost his mind a little.

The girl turned to look at me and asked softly in my ear, "Zhuo, could the person you said sent us the letter the little girl who killed her mother?" She's back. ”