Huo Yu paused, and then continued: "This official guesses, in the past fifteen years, every year in the Qingming Dynasty, you will worship your parents and family, are you still in the Taoist temple or temple, lighting the everlasting lantern for them?"

Zhang Mei was stunned and asked, "How do you know?"

Huo Yu snorted lightly: "Because you are ashamed in your heart, you dream back for a thousand nights, they must come to you often, you can't be at peace, you can't sleep at night, life is better than death."

Zhang Mei was excited, and her body trembled, yes, what this person said was not wrong at all.

For the past fifteen years, she has dreamed of them almost every night, dreaming that they are bleeding towards her.

In fact, she didn't see the tragic situation after their deaths with her own eyes, but the more she didn't see them, the more she imagined that in her imagination, the deaths of her parents and sister were the most terrible and tragic in the world.

Huo Yu's cold voice continued: "Although your parents and sister died in vain, you still worship them after death, but after you die, will those who are defended by you with your life worship you?" In fact, you don't need to say it, you know it yourself, not only will they not worship you, but they will even treat you like a snake and scorpion, they will not mention you again, and they will make yourself forget that you have been such a person.

They will be prosperous and prosperous, and they will have children and grandchildren, and they will die in peace.

And at that time, your body after a thousand cuts had already been snatched and eaten by wild dogs.

Zhang Mei, you used to be the daughter of a good family, but because you were trapped by love, you made a big mistake with one thought, you killed the whole family, but you couldn't fulfill yourself.

But now, you have to sacrifice yourself to fulfill others, Zhang Mei, are the fifteen years you have spent in torment and exile worth it?

If you had just regretted it, you would have died at your parents' grave to apologize, and you would have been punished with a thousand knives, nor would you have to make great sacrifices for others.

Zhang Mei, you're not worth it."

Zhang Mei was stunned, and there was no focus in her eyes.

She didn't know when Huo Yu went out, and she didn't know when the lights in the cell went out.

By the time she reacted, she was in endless darkness.

The cell was different from a normal room, there were no windows, and even the door was thick with iron plates.

Without lights, it's dark.

At this time, Zhang Mei saw a little light, only a little bit, and that little bit of light was fluttering, and finally floated in front of her.

Zhang Mei was stunned, she wanted to reach out and touch it, but she couldn't move because of the five flowers.

The light gradually moved upwards, through the iron grate, to a position parallel to her.

Zhang Mei was about to ask who was making trouble, and suddenly, a grimace appeared in her sight!

It was a bleeding face.

It was as white as paper, and the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth were dripping with blood.

With the appearance of this face, Zhang Mei smelled a bad smell.

She knew what it tasted like.

After years of licking blood from the tip of the knife, she had smelled this smell more than once.

It's the smell of corpses.

It's the smell of a rotting corpse.

The smell made her sick, but it also frightened her.

The cell is airtight, and the smell is difficult to disperse when it appears, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

Zhang Mei opened her mouth wide, and it took a long time to find her voice: "Sister, is it you?" She could see that the bloody grimace was a woman, a young woman.

When this woman died, she was still in her prime, just like her sister.

Her sister is very gentle, and she speaks softly, and A-Niang often says that their family as a dart master gave birth to a beautiful girl.

My sister made a good needlework, and her beautiful clothes were all sewn by her sister herself.

After she killed her sister, when she escaped from Puzhou City, the clothes and shoes and socks she wore were made for her by her sister.

In fact, after many years, she can't tell her sister's appearance anymore, because every time she dreams of her sister, her sister is the pale face that bleeds, just like the one in front of her

A grimace is exactly the same.

"Sister, you ......."

Before she could finish her sentence, her sister's face disappeared and was replaced by another one.

The same pale as paper, the same bleeding from the seven orifices, the only difference is that this is the face of a middle-aged woman.

"A-Niang!" Zhang Mei let out a terrible scream.

This is her mother, a good meal made by a mother, especially braised pork, whenever a mother makes braised pork, she will stay outside the kitchen door, and she will ask in a while, a mother, can you eat braised pork?

Ah Niang will give the first piece of meat to her father, and the father will say, what kind of clip, let the child eat.

And Ah Niang only uses bibimbap with broth every time, and says that she doesn't like meat, only soup.

"Auntie, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

For the next fifteen years, she never ate braised pork again.

She even vomits when she sees braised pork.

Yes, now she can't remember the smell of braised pork, all her nose can smell is the smell of corpses, this lingering, boundless smell of corpses.

"Auntie, forgive me, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong!"

But A-Niang didn't answer her, and the next moment, A-Niang's face was gone.

Zhang Mei was panicked, where did A-Niang go, and sister, where did you all go?

But then, Zhang Mei saw her father, the majestic man who stood up to the sky, and now all that was left was a pale and bleeding face.

"Daddy, is that you? Daddy, save me, Daddy, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, you save me, you save me, I can't live, they want to kill me, they want to kill me, Daddy, I'm afraid, I'm so afraid, Daddy, don't go, don't go, I'm wrong, are you alive!"

The smell of corpses became stronger and stronger, Zhang Mei's eyes widened, watching her father's face suddenly replaced by Sister A's, she was about to call Sister A, but in the blink of an eye, Sister A's face became A-Niang again.

A family of three, their faces alternately appeared in front of Zhang Mei, over and over again, as if to let her see clearly.

But where can Zhang Mei still see it, her eyes have been blinded by tears, and she is only looking at layers of water curtains.

"Say it, say it, say it!"

The voice came from nowhere, one after another, as scheduled, when she thought it was A-Niang's voice, the voice changed again, became harsh, this is the father, it is the father who is reprimanding her, just like back then, the father scolded her and beat her, but it was for her good, the mother nagged, counted her, said that she was not angry, said that she should not fall in love with a Miao man, but it was also for her good.

My sister is the same, my sister persuaded her, whispered persuasion, afraid of being heard by my father, which made my father even more angry, my sister persuaded her while coaxing her, my sister loved her so much.

They're all for her.

"I said, I'll say everything, come on, anyone's there, I'll say everything!"

Flowers are varied