The Chongfei Manual

Chapter 41

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At this moment, the sky was dark, and there was a path from the back mountain.The mountain path was rough and very likely in danger. Wei Wei's eyes ran far, and Zhao Wei had to signal Zhu Xi to catch up.

I saw a few jumps on Zhu Xi, and it continued to block Wei Wei's path.

Wei Wei was so anxious at this moment that she had no explanation for him. She pushed him and said, "Leave it."

When he missed it for a while, the aunt would be even more dangerous. Who knows how long they went and how far the ceremony went? If he came after his arrival, his aunt had been buried underground, then it was troublesome!

Why did Zhu Xi stand firm like a mountain, how could she not move. Where he went, and where he purposely blocked him. Aunty looked up and scolded him, trying to grab his hand and bite him. Zhao Wei came from behind, slender fingers covering her small mouth, and the voice was calm and sweet: "Auntie, where are you going?"

If Wei Wei knew that they were being brought to them, they would have to give them an explanation, otherwise they would not be able to say it. However, it's still too early. It's important to save your aunt first. He looked at Zhao Wei, and he hesitated in his eyes. Like a small wild beast that wanted to break free, he half read: "After the mountain."

Zhao Wei took his eyes and slowly nodded and grabbed his hand, "Well, this king will take you there."

There was doubt in his heart, and he wanted to ask what happened, but he kept his mouth shut and refused to say anything. Only then did he know why he was coming with her, and it was impossible for him to reach this place alone. So the question is, why does he know this place? Why is this place so familiar?

A young woman from the British government, who lives in a modest place on weekdays, is unlikely to visit this place except for her house and palace.

Zhao Wei craved the little girl in front of him, he was black and black, his eyes were cold, and his hands trembled slightly, it seemed like he was trying to hide his emotions. He was always like this, with things in his heart, never telling people. He was only seven or eight years old, but his mind was heavier than others. She had just stood at the door of the house, her small shoulders were slightly pulled, pitiful and fragile, and she could barely stand up and hug him.

What is he hiding?

Zhao Wei gathered and looked back.

When night falls, the mountains are deserted. Zhu Xi held an oil lamp behind them, and a dim light illuminated the path under their feet, spreading out to the depths of the forest. Underfoot there was thick snow, deep feet and shallow feet, very difficult to walk. However, Wei Wei did not complain at all. He held her hand tightly and did not say a word. The trees blocked the moonlight and could not see the expression on his face.

Wei Wei walked forward with her memories, but in any case, she was exaggerating herself. The night was too chaotic, when she went up the mountain, she covered her headscarf, when she went down the mountain, she had no choice but to remember the road. Just after walking for a while, I was unable to discern directions and turned around in place.

He looked around, surrounded by the same scenery, black and lacquered, I don't know where it was.

Zhao Wei asked him: "Is it missing?"

He was discouraged by the "hmm" and looked somewhat helpless.

Zhao Wei laughed, but I don't know why I let go. If you do not know the way, then it is normal.If you know the way in the mountains, then he really should doubt it.

Zhao Yan leaned over his robe and put on a hat on him. The fur of the white rabbit hugged his clear and white and transparent face under the light of the candle. He asked: "Where do you want to go?"

He thought twice and replied: "There is a tomb."

Zhao Yu fretted color, no more questions, called Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi heard those words, directly jumped onto the tree and looked around. There is a well-identified method in the grave, this is night, and a blue flame will rise in front of the tomb, which is very clear in the dark. Zhu Xi's martial arts were strong and powerful, and she could see things at night. After a while, he jumped off the book and pointed to the southwest side: "Wang Ye, that place is weird."

Zhao lowered his head and regained Wei Wei's hand: "Let's go."

Wei Wei followed in her footsteps and walked through such a long mountain road, even she was tired, but she took a breath and never complained. Now that he knew the direction, he walked even faster and subconsciously let go of Zhao's hand and left it behind him. However, it is still too small, if you do not take long, you will lose strength and the speed will be slower. As soon as he stepped, he was not caught by the rocks under the snow. He could not help but lean forward and watch her fall to the ground!

Zhao Wei grabbed her waist from behind and waited for her to stand up. He didn't let go. Instead, he picked it up from the ground and smiled, "What's the end?"

Wei Wei did not struggle, and she continued to cling to her neck. A cold and cold face was buried in his neck, and he slowly said, "Alright."

His little face was cold, but his breathing was hot. Zhao Wei no longer teased him, hugging him to continue walking.

Zhu Xi was at the back, and could not bear to see their esteemed prince holding a little girl on the mountain road and proposing: "Wang, is it better to let the young lady take the four women?"

Zhao Wei did not stop, his voice was calm: "You brought the lights and led the way."

Zhu Xi was bored and touched her nose. He had to follow his instructions and walk to two.

Wei Wei felt that Zhao's neck was very warm and continued to drill around his neck and warm up the body. Her small mouth breathed out the heat, her nose touching her ears from time to time, a little like a proud and entangled little animal, like a kitten. Zhao Hao emptied his hand and touched his forehead, "Is it cold?"

He shook his head and never forgot his own goal, "Not cold, big brother left sooner."

Zhao Wei did not say anything, walking between the mountain and the forest.

*

There was indeed a cemetery in the southwest, but this time in the deep winter, the ghosts could not burn, and only a few flames lit up. What Zhu Xi only saw in the tree was this scene. The red light reflected in the fire reflected a strange infiltration.

Zhao Wei, holding Wei Wei, finally came here and looked forward.

Wei Wei's face suddenly froze, her eyes thickened, and she crashed into a couple not far away. The couple were Lin Huilian and Poplar. Right now, they were holding shovels and filling the grave. The coffin in the tomb had been buried deeply, with a red candle in front of the tombstone, and red embroidered shoes on the side!

Lin Huilian and his wife filled the last bauxite, packed up the good stuff, stopped talking about the two words in front of the tombstone, and went down the mountain with a bamboo basket.

Wei Wei's body trembled and was angry: "Catch them, big brother .. hold them ..."

At this moment, Zhao Wei and Zhu Xi already understood what was happening, and their faces became dignified. After Wei Weigang finished this sentence, Zhu Xi was like a single arrow. He quickly came to Lin Huilian and Poplar, took out his waist and put a knife on his neck and placed it on his neck, "Stop!"

Lin Huilian and her husband were dressed in the same manner as usual. Looking at simplicity, there is a poisonous heart in the heart. None of them thought that someone would suddenly appear here and now, more afraid, more guilty. Lin Huilian strongly supported arrogance: "Who are you? Why should we stop our path?"

Zhu Xi asked: "What have you buried?"

Poplar is a skinny guy. He walked down the street and was not very helpful. He was cold and sweating. "Nobody is buried. Today is the danger of children. My wife and I came to him to burn paper ... What does this have to do with you?"

I said I wanted to go from another road. Who knows if someone else is behind me, holding a little girl in my arms, and I feel very uncomfortable. The two guess that the problem is open, but they can't guess their identity, bite their teeth, and prepare to come out loud - but

Even before he ran a few steps, he was chased from behind by Zhu Xi. One person lowered his hand and said it was thrown in front of Zhao Wei! Zhu Xi curved: "Wang Ye, how do I deal with it?"

Both of them knelt on the ground and they were very sad. Zhao Yan's eyes were cold and asked the little girl in his arms, "What do you want to do with your aunt?"

Wei Wei was worried about the aunt in the coffin. He hasn't been buried for a long time. At this moment, there might be an opportunity. He looked at the two people on the ground and saw them again. The atmosphere is no longer up and down. He said: "Let them dig people out first."

Lin Huilian and Poplar changed their faces and shook their heads repeatedly: "No, no ..."

Zhu Xi took out a knife and reached Poplar's neck. He put a little effort in his hand and quickly walked out of his skin. Poplar was so frightened that his face was pale and he quickly changed his mouth: "Alright, we dig, we dig."

They did not know how to seduce the gods today. All the plans are good. I didn't expect to suddenly pick up three people. It wasn't in their village at first sight. Because no, why do you want to come here specifically, can't you know what to do? Thinking of this, and quickly rejecting this idea, these three people were not laymen at first glance, how it related to that day! But other than that, what is it?

Lin Huilian and Bai Yu did not know because of Zhu Xi's long blade, they had to take out an iron shovel and dig up the ground that had just been buried.

Zhu Xi put their hands back and looked at the dignified Wei Wei at the side, urging: "Quickly, if it is slow, you will have your life!"

Both are not happy, but they have to.

After surrounding the musk, a black-colored coffin finally appeared in the tomb.

Wei Wei clenched her hands, and a soft and gentle voice unfolded: "Open."

Poplar and Lin Huilian also wanted to make a final struggle. After opening it, it was not good. His son will be restless in the grave. They hesitated: "The inside is my son's bone. It's too long. There was only a pile of white bones left ... You know what to do? There's nothing in it."

Wei Wei was unmoved, and her voice was more determined by three points: "Open!"

They should do it, slowly open the lid and reveal the inside. A pile of white bones appeared in everyone's eyes, and Zhao Yi stood behind Wei Wei and raised his hand to cover his eyes. After the cover was completely removed, there was a girl wearing a red dress on the other side, because she was too long, her face was blue and her eyes were closed, she had already fainted.

Wei Wei slowly opened Zhao's hand and looked inside. His eyes were fixed on his aunt, and for a long time, he asked, "Is she still alive?"

Zhao Yu looked up and looked at her face, although her face was blue, she had experienced a slight up and down since she opened the lid. It must be dead. He finally knew why he had come here, both stupid and curious about his relationship with the girl, saying: "Also live."

Wei Wei put her heart down and looked at the couple who were at the side.

Lin Huilian and Poplar were subjected to Zhu Xi's suppression, both of them kneeling on the ground, knowing that they could not continue, and started talking about their own difficulties. After all, if this matter was reported to the government, it was a crime. They know that there are mistakes, but they insist on doing so. Can the life of a living person not fit into the marriage of the dead?

Aunt was moved out of the coffin by Zhu Xi, and now she was lying on her feet, unconscious.

The red dress was hideous, and the golden dragonfly in aunt's hair shone in the fire. Because his family was poor, even Jin Yu polished to be better than the average person. Wei Wei took the scorpion on Aunt's head without warning, and walked over to Lin Huilian!

Lin Huilian placed her hands on the ground and saw a slight stiffness. I haven't found what happened, I saw the little girl's gaze cold, holding a sharp golden plaque and slamming her back.

He screamed and blood splattered.

A hates his hands. It was these hands that saved him, that is, raised his hands to lift him up, cooked for him, and washed his clothes, as well as the hands that pushed him into the coffin and crushed all his lusts. Now he had to use this hand to hurt others. How does he hate so much? Aunt's cold eyes, pulling the scorpion from her left hand, and then piercing into her right hand, were not enough, and the second, third. He wanted to make her hurt, the more sick the better. He still wanted to make this hand no longer hurt others, could not do flowers, could not afford an iron shovel.

Lin Huilian was extremely convulsive and sweaty, he wanted to push the aunt away, but there was a threat from Zhu Xi. Powerless and impossible to move.

After a short time, Lin Huilian fainted and Wei Wei only slowly stopped with the scorpion.

He nodded and did not move.

Zhao Wei took it and set it aside. He was preparing to wipe the blood falling onto his face. When he looked into his eyes, his movements froze. There were tears in his eyes, and large pea tears rolling down from his eyelids, crying silently, as if how many complaints were suffered, and they were not so vulnerable.

Zhao Wei said in front of him, "Auntie?"

He stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck and threw it into his arm, and slowly shouted out his voice. She turned from crying to jealousy, and warm and hot tears streamed down her neck, and those tears seemed to be endless, crying sad and sad.

Zhao Wei carried him and hugged his small body. This moment is really sad.