Chapter 12 Under the Moon

It was getting late, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, quietly gazing at the world.

A carriage stopped at the gate of Wen Mansion and a middle-aged man got out.

The man walked a little unsteadily, and when he reached the side door, he knocked hard on it.

The doorman opened the door and said with a smile, "The Eighth Master is back."

The man burped, waved his hand and walked in.

The disciple curled his lips behind the man, revealing the contempt he had hidden earlier.

A man who came to beg for money actually thought he was the owner of the Wen Mansion.

The middle-aged man who was criticized by the disciples was Wen Rugui's cousin Wen Rusheng, who ranked eighth in the clan.

Wenjia Village is located in a remote area, and most of the villagers have the surname Wen. Wen Rugui is the first person in Wenjia Village to pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi in decades.

One can imagine how much honor Wen Rugui brought to the clan.

Therefore, the reading culture in Wenjia Village is much stronger than in other villages.

Who doesn’t want to produce a second Wen Rugui?

However, it is very rare to be born with good academic talent. Wen Rusheng came to the capital because his son also has good talent.

Wen Rusheng's second son, Wen Feng, passed the imperial examination in the autumn of last year and rushed to the capital at the beginning of spring to prepare for the imperial examination.

Wen Rusheng accompanied his son to Beijing and naturally came to seek refuge with his cousin Wen Rugui.

Wen Rugui was very happy about the arrival of his cousin and nephew. He treated them with good wine and meat and gave them a lot of money.

Looking at his cousin's magnificent mansion and the hordes of servants, Wen Rusheng became jealous and placed even higher hopes on his son.

My cousin passed the imperial examination and became very successful. When his son passes the imperial examination, he will be able to be like him.

With the Spring Examination approaching, Wen Rusheng couldn't help but walk around as he saw his son making friends with fellow students and seeking advice.

After this trip, I found that Beijing is so great. I can drink something different even for a month.

In a few days, my son will be taking the exam.

Wen Rusheng looked up at Wanyue, then turned around and went to Wen Feng's residence.

The house was quiet and only the shadows of the furnishings could be seen through the window.

"He hasn't come back yet." Wen Rusheng muttered, a little disappointed.

He also wanted to remind his son to drink less alcohol and eat more vegetables when he got together with his classmates.

Wen Rusheng turned around to leave, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing by in his peripheral vision.

All the hair on his body stood up and he stared at the window.

The dark shadow flashed past the window.

That is to say, in my son's room!

Is my son in there?

That's not right. The Wen family is not afraid of wasting lamp oil. They always leave a small lamp on when they go to bed to make it easier to get up at night. Now the room is dark, which means that his son has not come back yet.

Wen Rusheng approached the window step by step. Perhaps because he was drunk, he was clearly afraid, but for some reason he put his face against the window and looked inside.

I can't see anything clearly.

Maybe I'm dazzled.

Wen Rusheng breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he heard a sound in the house, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

His mind went blank in an instant. He pushed the door open and rushed in. He hurriedly lit the lamp and walked around inside and out holding the candlestick.

No one and no object fell to the ground.

It's really weird!

Wen Rusheng shuddered, and the drunkenness was completely gone, leaving only a shudder of fear.

Could it be that my son has been harmed by an evil spirit?

No, he has to find his son!

When Wen Rusheng and his son first arrived, Wen Rugui, mindful of Wen Feng's need for quiet study, specifically ordered a courtyard connecting the outer and inner courtyards for Wen Feng to live in. A moon-shaped gate in the courtyard led to the garden.

Wen Rusheng walked into the garden in a few steps.

The garden is quiet and peaceful, with sparse shadows of flowers and trees everywhere. It is easy to get lost in the deep night.

Wen Rusheng walked around a clump of flowers and trees and suddenly stopped.

A white shadow swayed on a tree in front.

Wen Rusheng hid behind the flowers and trees at lightning speed. His instant reaction was not at all like that of a drunk person.

He held his breath and looked carefully.

The white shadow was still shaking.

Wen Rusheng rubbed his eyes and managed to see clearly in the moonlight.

She is a girl in white.

The girl sat on a tree, her feet dangling leisurely as she ate something with a crunching sound.

That is——

Wen Rusheng's eyes suddenly widened.

It’s the second girl!

Wen Rusheng has lived in the Wen Mansion for more than a month and is confident that he will never admit his mistake.

The cold moonlight and the girl happily eating while sitting on a tree seemed like a beautiful scene, but to Wen Rusheng, it was creepy.

What normal lady would sit on a tree and eat at night!

He said that it was very abnormal that the second girl could suddenly speak, and he wondered if she was possessed by an evil spirit.

Hearing a rustling sound, Wen Rusheng was startled and quickly hid backwards.

A maid in green came over and looked up at the girl in the tree and called out, "Girl, when you've had enough of the moon, go back."

Hiss—Wen Rusheng gasped and quickly covered his mouth. A reliable guess emerged: the second girl was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon!

"Let's go." In the dark night, the voice of the girl in white seemed ethereal and vague.

The master and servant walked towards Wen Rusheng, getting closer and closer.

Wen Rusheng didn't dare to breathe and just stared with wide eyes.

As the two men approached, the maid in green suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute, girl. There's something on the corner of your mouth."

The girl in white took a bite of the food in her hand, smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, no one will see us at night anyway, just go back to the house and wash it."

The master and servant walked away, and Wen Rusheng slumped on the ground, his face pale.

What the second girl just ate... was actually a human finger!

Wen Rusheng wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't make any sound due to extreme fear.

All the strength in his body was drained away, and even breathing became labored.

The moon in the sky hid in the clouds, and an even thicker darkness descended.

It was unknown how long it took before Wen Rusheng got up trembling and staggered back to the room.

It’s so scary, the second girl turned out to be a man-eating monster!

Wen Rusheng was trembling all over under the quilt. As he was trembling, he suddenly remembered something: Where is his son?

Will my son be eaten by the second girl?

He thought of the dark shadows and strange noises in Wen Feng's house and began to cry.

The wind blew, and the banana trees outside the window swayed their leaves, gently hitting the window frame.

Wen Rusheng was like a frightened bird, not daring to close his eyes.

He covered his head and waited until dawn, then immediately got up and rushed to his son's place.

The room was empty. Neither his son nor the servant arranged by the Wen family to serve him were there.

"Son!" Wen Rusheng patted the door frame and burst into tears.

"What happened to the Eighth Master?" came the woman's puzzled voice.

Wen Rusheng saw that it was the old woman in charge of sweeping and said, "Your second young lady——"

He swallowed the three words "It's a monster" hard.

He can’t let the second girl know that he saw it, otherwise she will eat him!

What should I do? What should I do?

Wen Rusheng turned around a few times and then ran away.

He's going to tell his cousin!

Looking at Wen Rusheng running away in a hurry, the housekeeper curled her lips.

What a poor bastard with no manners.