Chapter 89: Set Up 2: The woman's face looks exactly like Li Shuli's...
Wu Qiutang ran all the way to the shop on Qingshui Street.
At that time, the shop assistant Yu San had just opened the shop door and was quite surprised to see the boss appear. "Why are you here so early today?"
Wu Qiutang was still in shock and said casually, "I got up early, so I came early too." After that, he picked up the teacup on the table and gulped down a few mouthfuls of cold tea.
Yu San glanced at the boss for a few times and asked: "Master, you look so bad, are you feeling unwell?"
Wu Qiutang's face turned stern. "Just do your job. Why are you talking so much?"
Yu San choked and quickly fell silent, then went back to work.
Wu Qiutang calmed down and finally regained his composure.
He couldn't tell anyone about his encounter with a ghost. After all, this shop was not legitimate, and it would not sound good for a grown man like him to be scared by a ghost.
But he was still feeling uneasy. Sometimes he thought that he must have been dazzled and had seen it wrong, but sometimes he felt that he was not mistaken and it was just a ghost.
After finishing lunch, he found an excuse to go to the pigeon loft again.
By this time it was already daybreak, and the noise of people coming and going gave him courage.
He tiptoed through the door and saw nothing unusual. The pigeon house was quiet and silent, just as it was when he left it. Even the broom he had thrown away was lying on the ground exactly as it was.
Wu Qiutang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe he had really seen it wrong.
He picked up the broom and cleaned the pigeon house, then closed the door and returned to the shop.
Business in the store was as usual, but he was still absent-minded. He thought, if he went to the pigeon loft tomorrow morning, such strange things shouldn't happen again, right?
In Chunhua Courtyard.
Su He was making ghost props in the spare room, while Zhang Xiuhua and Chunlan were helping her.
Ah Si also ran over with a ghost face mask, "Madam, what do you think of this?"
Su He smiled and said, "You can try it then."
Ah Si happily put down the mask and said, "I'll go get more for Madam," then ran out of the house.
Zhang Xiuhua was quite puzzled: "Do these things that scare children really work?"
Chunlan also agreed: "Wu Qiutang is a big and strong man, can he really be scared?"
Su He said firmly, "Don't worry, I can definitely scare him."
Finally, he said, "A person with a guilty conscience has a demon living in his heart. Just a little scare will make him feel anxious all day long."
The next day, at the hour of Mao, Wu Qiutang got up as usual.
He washed up, ate a piece of bread, but kept delaying going out.
His wife, Zhang, was puzzled: "Master, aren't you going to the pigeon house today?"
Wu Qiutang replied: "Of course I have to go. If I don't go, who will take care of our pigeons?"
He took a deep breath, put the dagger in his pocket, and walked out the door with the lantern.
The sky was still pitch black.
There was no one on the street except porters and manure carts.
Wu Qiutang bravely came to the pigeon house in the back street, and his heart almost jumped into his throat when he pushed the door open.
But no matter how scared he was, he had to come. His pigeons were here, and this was also his livelihood. His whole family depended on this business.
Wu Qiutang held up the gauze lantern and shone it around. Apart from the pigeons cooing in the cage, there was nothing unusual around.
He breathed a sigh of relief, hung the gauze lantern on the beam as he did last time, and then quickly released the pigeons and cleaned the pigeon house.
He was eager to get to the store as soon as he had packed up.
But his wish was in vain. Just when he had cleaned half of the pigeon loft, he heard a terrifying voice again: "Give me back my life...Give me back my shop...Give me back my life..."
Wu Qiutang suddenly turned around, and a ghost with white clothes, white face and white hair floated in the night sky behind him again. No, this time it was not one ghost, but two.
They looked to be a man and a woman, a couple - the young couple.
Wu Qiutang was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground with his knees weak, and even the dagger in his pocket fell to the ground with a bang: "Please... please spare my life, Brother Liu, sister-in-law, please... please spare my life." After he said that, he began to kowtow to the ground desperately.
The floor of the pigeon house was covered with straw and pigeon droppings, which made his face dirty.
"Brother Liu" and "Sister-in-law" were exactly what he called the couple back then.
The ghost was still shouting: "Give me back my shop... Give me back my life..."
Wu Qiutang was trembling all over, and even his voice trembled: "Forgive... forgive me for being obsessed with money back then, that's why I asked that Mr. Zhou to take over your shop. If you... if you still have resentment, I will burn more money for you, a house, and a fine horse, and I will ensure that you will have a comfortable life in the underworld..."
The ghosts replied in unison: "We don't want money, we don't want houses, we don't want horses."
Wu Qiutang asked in a trembling voice, "Then...what do you two want?"
The female ghost replied: "I want revenge..."
The male ghost also replied: "I want revenge..."
Wu Qiutang's vision went dark and he nearly fainted. "The one who took your lives was... was the Zhou family's young master. You two should have gone after him for revenge. Why... why are you coming to me?"
The female ghost replied: "You are an accomplice... You must atone for your sins..."
Wu Qiutang kowtowed hurriedly: "I am willing to atone for my sins, I am willing to atone for my sins."
Finally, he asked, "How can I atone for my sins?"
The female ghost replied: "Find the Zhou family's young master's avenger... help him..."
The male ghost repeated, "Find the Zhou family's young master's avenger... help him..."
Wu Qiutang responded repeatedly, "As you command, I will do my best to help you."
Just when he wanted to ask again who wanted to harm the young master of the Zhou family and who he should help, the two ghostly shadows floated away silently and disappeared into the night sky.
Wu Qiutang curled up on the ground, and after a moment he covered his face and cried.
At the back alley, Su He had already taken off his white clothes, white face and white hair.
Chunlan, who was dressed as a male ghost, also took off her costume and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect Wu Qiutang to be so scared."
He added, "Miss, your prediction was correct. It was Zhou Yuanze who really killed that couple."
Su He sighed: "Those who do evil will suffer the consequences."
Chunlan asked, "What are you going to do next, Miss?"
Su He glanced at the gradually brightening sky and replied calmly, "Next, we can openly ask Wu Qiutang for help."
Chunlan asked, "Will he really agree?"
Su He replied: "He will definitely obey."
Just when Su He was about to find Wu Qiutang, Zhang Qianer, who had been tortured in prison, was finally released.
She was covered in wounds, her fingers were broken and her legs were lame.
There were even two noticeable scars on his face, which ruined his appearance.
Dong Ye was waiting at the prison gate with a bag on his back.
Seeing her master stumbling out, she hurried to greet her, feeling grief-stricken: "Miss... you have suffered."
Zhang Qian'er looked a little dazed, but her eyes were already dry with tears: "You're not dead, why are you crying?"
Dong Ye wiped her tears and said, "I feel sorry for the young lady."
Zhang Qian'er looked up at the gloomy sky. A hemp rain was falling from it. She used her injured hand to catch the hemp rain, a sneer on her face: "The word 'heartache' is too extravagant."
Dong Ye held the umbrella over her head and asked softly, "Miss, are you going back to the Xie family now?"
Zhang Qianer sneered again: "I can't go back to the Xie family. My aunt will definitely not offend Xie Wuhen because of me."
"Then...then let's go back home?"
Zhang Qian'er shook her head wearily, "With my current condition, there's absolutely no place for me back home."
Dong Ye was anxious: "Are you going back to the Li family?"
Zhang Qian'er stumbled. "I've been kicked out of the Li family. How can I go back?" She turned and asked, "Have you taken out all the private property that was left at the Li family?"
Dong Ye patted the bag on her shoulder and said, "On the day the young lady was taken away, I took out all the valuables."
"Good, very good." Zhang Qian'er limped two steps and asked, "Where have you been staying these days?"
Dong Ye replied: "I am hiding in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city."
Zhang Qian'er exhaled heavily and then ordered, "Let's go to the pawnshop and pawn all the jewelry first, then rent a carriage to go out of the city."
"Where do you want to go outside the city, young lady?"
"Go to the foot of the mountain outside the city and buy a house to live in."
"Miss, are you planning to live in the mountains forever?"
Zhang Qianer's eyes showed disappointment: "For now, this is the only way."
Then the master and servant found a pawnshop on the street, pawned their jewelry for a bag of silver, rented a carriage, and galloped straight out of the city.
Outside the city stands the majestic West Mountain.
There are indeed a few private houses at the foot of Xishan Mountain, as well as several government villas.
But houses are too expensive and they can't afford them.
Zhang Qianer could only limp step by step towards the steeper mountain road.
Dong Ye supported her, full of worry: "Miss, can you handle it?"
Zhang Qian'er took a breath and stopped to rest. "We have to hold on even if we can't bear it. After all, the more remote the road, the cheaper the houses will be. Maybe there are temporary houses left by those hunters. We can stay there for free."
The two gritted their teeth and continued to move forward.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the mountain road was becoming more and more difficult to walk on, so much so that the howling of wolves could be heard.
Dong Ye's legs were shaking with fear: "We won't be eaten by wolves today, will we?"
Zhang Qian'er was also exhausted, and coupled with her injuries, she seemed to be holding on. "Don't worry, we have fire starters on us. The wolves are afraid of fire and won't dare to get close to us."
Dong Ye had no choice but to calm himself down and continue to support his master as he moved forward step by step.
I don’t know how long this went on.
It was not until dusk that they found a house in a valley.
The houses were made of mud walls and thatched roofs, surrounded by fences that formed a large courtyard, but the gates were tightly shut. However, candles were burning inside the houses.
The orange flames added a touch of warmth to the deserted mountains.
Dong Ye went forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, an old woman came out to open the door and asked, "What brings you two girls here at night?"
Dong Ye pleaded in a mournful voice, "My young lady is seriously injured and can hardly move. Auntie, could you allow the two of us to stay in your house for one night?"
The old woman raised her eyes to look at Zhang Qian'er beside her. She saw the scary scar on her face and couldn't help but feel pity for her. "The room is simple. I hope you two girls won't despise it."
Dong Ye thanked him repeatedly.
Zhang Qian'er also bowed, but before she could even step into the courtyard, she stumbled and fainted...
It was already the afternoon of the next day when Zhang Qianer woke up again.
Dong Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "The young lady is finally awake. I was so worried."
Then he ran out and called out, "Uncle Liang, my young lady is awake."
A moment later, a hunchbacked old man entered the room, took Zhang Qian'er's pulse, and looked at her tongue. He smiled kindly and said, "Although you have many injuries, they are not serious. You will recover after some time of recuperation."
Zhang Qianer thanked her.
Then Dong Ye brought the medicine soup and fed it to her mouth spoon by spoon: "Fortunately, this old man knows medicine, otherwise I don't know what to do."
Zhang Qianer looked around and said, "This place is indeed very simple."
Dong Ye replied: "It's simple, but it makes me feel at ease."
Zhang Qianer said "Oh" and said nothing more.
After she finished her medicine, she had a bowl of millet porridge before trying to get out of bed and walk around.
She leaned against the door frame and looked outside. The sky was clear outside, the sun was shining directly, and the lush green mountains in the distance formed a dreamlike scene with the interwoven light.
In the midst of the grand scene, a woman was standing at the gate of the courtyard and looking back at her. In the flowing light and shadow, the woman's face looked exactly like Li Shuli's.
They are exactly the same! Zhang Qianer was stunned...
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