4. Chapter 4 The Lonely Flower Mansion Returns to the Past
The group was only left with horror, Hua Chuyan's back, slowly climbed up a layer of cold sweat, wet the lining, it felt even more cold and frightened, and the head did not dare to twist casually, only the eyes turned on both sides.
"Miss~" In a quiet voice, Mo Die suddenly turned her head, suddenly screamed in horror, Hua Chuyan also turned around, not far away, the monster swaying over, there were two fires burning in the eyes, emitting a dazzling red flame, I don't know whether it was the fire reflecting red, or the blood stains of the people, still dripping red water, hair spread out to cover half of the face, floating over.
"Ghost~" Hua Chuyan screamed out miserably, and Steward Liu couldn't care about protecting Miss at this time, fluttering like a dangerous bird in the forest, and they flew away without a trace.
In the forest, only the rustle of the wind blowing the leaves is the terrible scream, and from time to time in the forest a "ghost~" sound, startling the birds in the forest to fly in bursts.
Hua Jiangyue somehow, just now she was in a hurry, and she just crawled out of the coffin, why did so many people run on this hill in the blink of an eye?
"Brothers and sisters of gods and ghosts, it's really not that I disturbed you, there are wrongs, debts are owners, where do you have grievances. Hua Jiangyue Manruo ten fingers, stood beside his "coffin" and prayed, looking at the quiet hills, where there are many wild mounds, and it is not a place for people to stay.
"Excuse me. Hua Jiangyue bowed a few times, and then walked down the mountain, there is a wrong, there is a debtor, how to say, now I still have to return to Huafu, it is rare to live again, in this life, I will never let others calculate, and I will never be a chess piece whose fate is in the hands of others.
Down the hill, looking at the moon setting in the west, vaguely remembered, Huafu is in the east of Maocheng, it goes against the moon, this way, out of the western suburbs not far away, you can see the pebble paved road, on both sides there are traces of food and drink shops in the daytime, the city layout in the night is neat, the road is spacious, the buildings are empty and hidden between the weak willows and green pines on both sides, it can also be seen that the city is also extremely prosperous.
With the impression, walk to the front of the flower house, the two stone lions in front of the door are proud, the two red doors at the door are closed, only the pattern decoration on it, the gold pen is painted, but also see the very spirit, only the color is weathered and faded after all, and the gold pen is occasionally intermittent, you can know that now the flower house, after all, is not as good as before, there is a few feelings of helplessness.
Walking to the side door, Hua Jiangyue pushed it with her hand, and the door creaked, and Hua Jiangyue entered through the side door of the void.
The side door is not firm from time to time, this is a secret of Hua Chuyan, I just met Hua Chuyan in the lonely cemetery in the western suburbs, presumably even if she can go back home in front of her, I am afraid that she will lose seven points of soul and forget to close the door.
A sneering smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, this side door was originally a channel for Hua Chuyan to buy the housekeeper and slave maid and use it to have a private meeting with Zhou Yangming.
Hua Jiangyue entered the flower mansion and reached out to close the door, and the snoring of the old woman came from inside.
Huafu occupies a large area, just enter the door, a pebble paved path like a girl's skirt scurrying forward, leading to a majestic pure stone building in front of you, this is a three-story duplex with a corridor, the front three are living rooms, planted on both sides of the huge iron trees, look like a dragon, with a history of many years of ancient trees, but also seem to narrate the history of the flower family and the glorious past.