The Death of Yuhuan (XVI)
In the evening, Du Xingye, who was still in the mansion, went to the Fourteenth Lady's courtyard.
As the moon rose higher, Du Qi came back from the office and "accidentally" met Xu Wei near the corridor.
"Ms. Xu." He nodded slightly as a greeting.
"Mr. Du, please stay," Xu Wei saw that he was about to leave and hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes, "I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
Seeing him staring at the hand that was pulling at the corner of her clothes, Xu Wei wisely let go and gently bowed: "Walls have ears, Mr. Du, please follow me."
Du Qi didn't move.
Xu Wei smiled knowingly: "This is our Xu family's business, isn't Mr. Du curious?"
Leading Du Qi all the way from the corridor to the garden.
There is nothing behind the rockery.
"What's going on?" Du Qi began to get impatient.
“…”
Xu Wei continued to smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Du."
Two dark shadows appeared behind him.
"Things--" The black shadow raised the cylindrical object in his hand.
“Isn’t it coming?”
“Ah!”
Possessed by Bruce Lee, Li Shaodong jumped up like a spring, swung the prop in the air and knocked Du Qi to the ground with a stick.
"Da da da da da da!" He was worried, so he hit the person a few more times after he saw him lying on the ground.
"Alright, alright, stop hitting me in the face!" Xu Wei raised his hand to block Du Qi's face, "Otherwise I won't be able to recognize you!"
Li Shaodong had no choice but to stop and looked at Qi Xiaopei: "Xiaopei, you are weak, do you want me to hit you a few times?"
Qi Xiaopei: "..."
"No thanks, Brother Shaodong."
"I don't know what's going on over there." Xu Wei looked towards the north side of the garden and said sadly.
Her plan was improvisational and very hasty.
The original plan was to have the Fourteenth Lady detain Du Xingye tonight while they went to the Manyue Courtyard for further investigation.
But these two men were so hateful that they changed the plan midway. They asked Madam Fourteen to hold Du Xingye back, and they led Du Qi to Gui Manyue to actively catalyze the plot.
When the commotion in the mansion gets serious, Du Xingye will definitely come to deal with them, and then let Gui Manyue deal with Du Xingye.
The plot can enter the climax and ending ahead of time.
An evil ghost is haunting the Du family, causing great trouble.
According to Li Shaodong, there is an 80% chance that they will leave tonight, and a 20% chance that they will have to hide all night and can only leave tomorrow.
For players who play games with their lives, it is not worth it.
Taoist Jiang also commented, "You humans are really weird."
But he also happily followed Lu Fanye and Zhang Yuan to attract the ghosts to celebrate the full moon.
north.
Taoist Jiang didn't dare to breathe and followed Man Yue.
Lu Fanye led the way diligently in front, while Zhang Yuan walked beside Man Yue, chatting with her from time to time.
The sound of a full moon was very small, and the pregnant woman, who was carrying her fifth child, was heavy and had difficulty walking. The people in front and behind could only hear Zhang Yuan's voice.
"It's nothing like that abroad. Foreigners are just ordinary people. It's nothing unusual."
“They don’t like opera very much.”
“That’s called drama.”
"Yes, there are many new-style women now."
The person next to them was currently in a relatively stable mood and was easy to deceive. Even when she saw them knock out the guard, she did not say anything. She said that Du Qi asked her out and immediately followed them out.
It was much more convenient than the original plan of being chased by her.
"Where are you going?"
"We'll be there soon."
After walking a few steps, Zhang Yuan stopped and signaled Man Yue to look up.
Under the dim moonlight, three people were standing there. The man in the lead had a bruised face and nose, and he stood straight with his body tensed, as if he was welcoming them.
"Du Lang——"
Man Yue looked at the man in front of her with joy.
Du Qi was already awake.
Standing still, preparing to do radio gymnastics.
When the action started, Xu Wei standing behind him smiled awkwardly: "This is a surprise that Master Du prepared for you. He has been practicing for a long time. Do you like it?"
The man doing the radio gymnastics couldn't speak. His face was full of panic but his body didn't move at all. He watched the woman with tears and blood walk towards him.
The nails oozing with black blood brushed against his cheek, caressing it gently, from his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose, across his lips and neck, stopping at his chest, and she leaned her head against him lovingly.
She was listening to his panicked heartbeat.
"On our first date, I rested my head here, and your voice was so passionate."
"I decided then that I wanted to marry you."
Man Yue smiled nostalgically.
"I missed you so much, Duqi."
Du Qi's body was still doing gymnastics. He couldn't control himself to leave this horrible woman covered in blood. He could only look around in horror, asking for help from the onlookers.
"I was so cold in the well. No one came to save me, and I couldn't see the sun..."
She leaned on his chest, as if she had found a safe haven.
The woman's neck slowly bent upwards at a strange angle.
In this way, she could lie on his chest and see the face she had been thinking about day and night.
Du Qi's body trembled uncontrollably.
Man Yue wanted to grab his hand, but she gave up when her hand started waving. She stroked her belly tenderly and said softly, "We once had a child. He should have had a happy life, but he left before his parents knew about it."
“I was so sad when I found him.”
Tears of blood seeped from her eyes and a wail came from her throat.
“Ho…ho ho ho…”
"It would be great if you were here, why aren't you here?"
Du Qi's face turned pale.
"Du Lang——"
She pinched her stomach harder and harder, as if she wanted to get something out.
"You won't stay for me, and won't ask for a way out for your own flesh and blood?"
Her dress became wet, and blood spread endlessly, instantly soaking a large area of land. Wherever the blood touched, the grass and trees withered, the flowers died, and even the air became turbid.
Du Qi opened his mouth, trembling with fear, but could not make a sound.
"Why don't you speak?"
"Du Lang, let me ask you, do you know or not?"
"I am Yue'er, your wife—"
She raised her hand, slowly moving it upwards from her abdomen to her chest.
He rubbed it gently with his fingertips.
"I'll forgive you this time."
Du Qi's eyes widened.
"Would you please show me your sincerity?"
"Sizzle", the flesh was pierced, hot blood splashed onto the grass, the broken flesh fell and crushed the withered pistil, and a beating crimson heart appeared on the pale and slender palm.
It was still stretching and crouching tirelessly, making dull "dong" and "dong" sounds.
Man Yue pressed her face against her heart and rubbed it gently, the blood seeping out staining her face.
Behind him, Du Qi fell to the ground with a bang.
The players looked at each other and ran away.
The evil spirit has become.
*
The temperature dropped suddenly, the cold wind made people shiver, and even the grass and trees seemed a little withered.
The Fourteenth Lady used a handkerchief to wipe the master's sweat, and blew a breath of fragrance after wiping it, which made Du Xingye hold her in his arms again.
"Master~" She covered her face shyly.
The window was not closed, and the chilly wind blew open the window leaves, hitting the railings and making a bang.
Du Xingye took Madam Fourteen and stood up, holding onto the bed rails and looking out.
The woman lay softly in his arms, shivering tenderly, and said coquettishly: "Master, please close the window, it's so cold."
Du Xingye remained silent, his dark eyes staring into the darkness.
"Oh, why are you sweating again? What happened today?" The Fourteenth Lady raised the handkerchief in her hand and gently wiped the sweat off the master's face. "Why do you get hot after moving for a while? Has the master been tired these days?"
Blamed: "You were so busy that you didn't even come to see me. You haven't come for three days."
Du Xingye was stunned and suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly.
Madam Fourteen looked at the two people's clasped hands and looked back in confusion: "Master, what's wrong?"
"Blood, bleeding!"
Her eyes turned and Madam Fourteen looked at the handkerchief in her hand in surprise. The originally white side was stained with a light red mark.
As if she didn't believe it, she went to a clean place and wiped his face again with all her strength.
He relaxed, his voice becoming hoarse as he stared at the increasingly dark red bloodstain.
"Quick, call a doctor!"
The little maid guarding outside the door rushed in and knelt on the ground.
"What are you kneeling for? Call a doctor!" Mrs. Fourteen was released by Du Xingye. She could not even stand up. She barely held onto the window railing and said anxiously, "The master is bleeding. Go quickly!"
The little maidservant was trembling, crawling on the ground and not daring to move: "Husband, Madam, there is a ghost outside..."
Madam Fourteen frowned: "What are you talking about? Go call a doctor!"
"Madam, don't go out. There is a ghost outside, killing people..."
"Ah!!" A heart-wrenching wail came from afar, mixed with the sound of things falling and breaking, like the horn of the night, suddenly awakening the silent Du Mansion.
Electric lights and candles were lit in every courtyard, illuminating the night, but the darkness in the cracks could not be dispelled.
In the cold night, vague shadows came quietly.
“Ah! Help!!”
“Forgive me! Forgive me!!”
"There's a ghost! There's a ghost!!"
Madam Fourteen widened her beautiful eyes in surprise and met the man’s lowered gaze.
"Master..." For some reason, I felt a little afraid.
The gun in Du Xingye's hand was cocked and his finger was on the trigger.
He raised his wrist and pointed the gun at the person next to him.
Madam Fourteen looked at him in disbelief for a long while, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and her pale face allowed him to put the gun to her forehead.
Tears fell one after another, dripping on the fragile and delicate collarbone like a shallow stream.
She sobbed, reached out, and covered the muzzle of the gun with the handkerchief.
He looked stubborn, but said nothing.
"Bang!"
The maid's brain burst and blood splattered all over her body, staining the gorgeous phoenix hairpin with a thin yellow stain.
"master!"
Madam Fourteen collapsed to the ground, and Du Xingye stepped over her with a gun in hand and strode away.
The man's figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate.
Madam Fourteen's chest heaved. She stood there in a daze for a moment, then forced herself to get up from the ground, took off the phoenix hairpin and put it on the dressing table.
She also took off all her pearl hairpins and earrings, tied her hair up casually, and changed into a plain cheongsam.
She stepped over the body of the little maid and lifted the powder curtain.
Lady Fourteen walked over to the painting of Lie Ma Shan He, opened the frame, tore off the first refined surface, and smiled tenderly at the photo revealed inside.
"Wan'er, my sister has finished her work. How about I take you out to see the world later?"
"Okay, I know, this is your dream."
In the photo, the girl is wearing a school uniform and holding a book. She is smiling sweetly, and her eyes are childish but full of determination.
There is a line of large, immature red characters on the side of the portrait, which read: Women can also hold up the sky!
The exclamation mark is drawn large and prominently.
At the very bottom of the photo, there is a line of serious small black pen words: Song Wanfang, photographed at Xitang Middle School on October 12, 1915.
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