Chapter 760: Love Is a Second Complication (22)

Bai Yao and Wang Qing were old classmates, so she would not leave him alone. There was no other way, so she and Fansuo could only go together to look for someone.

Wang Qing was indeed frightened again.

He did not know where he had been, nor did he remember the way back. He walked along the forest path and saw several graves in front of him. He forced himself not to pay attention to the graves, and when he passed by quickly, he was frightened by the sudden appearance of a figure in a white skirt.

"Who is it!?" Wang Qing took a few steps back, and his back hit the tree, shaking off the water droplets that almost soaked him like a chicken in the soup.

The woman in the white skirt said: "Mr. Wang."

Wang Qing took a closer look and recognized that the woman who suddenly appeared was Zhao Shi. Fortunately, she was not a ghost.

Wang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and quickly recovered as if nothing had happened. He asked, "Miss Zhao, why are you here?"

Zhao Shi looked miserable. This poor woman had become much thinner after the death of her father and brother. "I went up the mountain to worship my father and accidentally twisted my foot..."

She held on to the tree with one hand and stood unsteadily. It was indeed very inconvenient.

Wang Qing was a kind-hearted person. He had long forgotten how arrogant Zhao Shi was to him in the morning. He walked up to her and helped her up in a proper manner. "Is your injury serious? I'll help you down the mountain and send you home."

Zhao Shi showed gratitude, "Mr. Wang, you are such a good person."

The way down the mountain was not easy to walk. Wang Qing supported Zhao Shi, who had an injured foot, and his movements were even slower. It took almost twice as long as usual to get to the bottom of the mountain. By the time he sent Zhao Shi home, it was almost dark.

There was a white lantern hanging at the gate of the Zhao family's house. Looking in from the gate, you could still see the coffin placed in the main hall. Zhao Shi's portrait was still smiling, but against the background of black and white, it looked eerie.

Wang Qing didn't dare to go in. He saw that the people next to him left as soon as they saw them. There was also a family moving things into the car. He looked strange.

Zhao Shi smiled bitterly and said, "My father's death has already caused a lot of talk among people around us. Now that my brother is dead, the rumors can't be stopped. They all say that my family must have encountered some evil spirit, which is why misfortunes happen one after another. In the past, no one in the village really thought about moving, but now they have started to have ideas."

Zhao Shi was filled with grief and his eyes were red again. "I heard people talking behind my back, saying that I am a dead star. They said that I killed my father and brother..."

"That's all superstition! Don't believe these nonsense!" Wang Qing was filled with righteous indignation. He was very angry at those ignorant villagers for criticizing a woman whose father and brother had died.

Zhao Shi said with emotion: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, I treated you very badly this morning, but you still sent me back without holding a grudge. Please come in and have a cup of tea, otherwise I will feel guilty."

Wang Qing was still a little afraid to walk into the Zhao family, "Forget about having tea."

Zhao Shi was about to cry, "Are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

Having said that, Wang Qing really couldn't refuse. He slowly moved his steps and walked into the room where candles were burning and the air was turbid.

Zhao Shi went to pour a cup of tea and handed it to Wang Qing, "Mr. Wang, you are such a kind person, I will remember you all my life."

Wang Qing thought she was exaggerating, but after drinking the cup of tea, his head suddenly became dizzy and his vision became blurred. He shook his head, but it did not make him sober. Instead, he became weaker. His figure swayed a few times, and he held on to the table and said weakly: "This cup of tea..."

Zhao Shi felt guilty and did not dare to look at him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang."

With a "bang", Wang Qing fell to the ground.

In the mountains and fields, Bai Yao looked up at the sky, "It's getting dark, and he hasn't come back yet. Could he have been bewitched by a female fairy in the mountains?"

Fansui covered his mouth lazily and yawned delicately. He was not interested at all in whether the poor bug Wang Qing was bewitched by a female fairy.

In the night, fog gradually rose.

There was a rustling sound from the bushes not far away.

Fansui pulled Bai Yao, "Your Highness, there may be stray dogs over there. I'll go and take a look first."

Bai Yao glanced at him and said "Oh".

Fansui walked over slowly, squatted down, and stared at a little girl hiding on the opposite side through the gaps in the bushes with his calm brown eyes.

The girl was wearing a flowery cotton jacket and two ponytails, which was not the style of the era. She was stared at by Fansui, and she trembled and fell back. She took two steps back and dared not make a sound.

Fansui said two words softly: "Leave."

He did not intend to let Bai Yao come into contact with anything beyond the normal world. She was timid and it would be bad if she was scared.

Xiao Caiyi said nervously: "Xiao Bowen asked me to help him..."

Suddenly, Fansui sensed something. He turned around and saw that Bai Yao was not far away. The thick fog had already enveloped Bai Yao, and she could not see her figure clearly.

Bai Yao did not know when such a thick fog had arisen. She tried to move forward, "Fansui!"

No one responded to her. In the whiteness, she also lost her way.

The fog was obviously abnormal. Bai Yao's eyes had lost the ability to distinguish directions. At this moment, a pale little hand grabbed Bai Yao's hand.

Before Bai Yao could react, she was pulled hard and stepped out of the boundary of the thick fog. A house with a white lantern appeared in front of her.

She recognized it. This was the Zhao family.

With a slight "creak", the closed door was opened a crack. In the shadow behind the door, a small child was vaguely hidden, revealing half of his figure.

His face was painted with oil paint, and his dark and gloomy eyes stared straight at the people outside. In the silent silence, his intention to ask her for help was so obvious.

Bai Yao looked around. It was quiet and there were no extra people around. She hesitated for a while, followed her intuition, pushed open the door, and walked into the house.

There was another knocking sound, and at the same time, there was a familiar cough.

Wang Qing woke up from his coma and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the dust in the air. His mind was still in a state of confusion. After a long time, he could see clearly that there was a dug tunnel under the light, and the knocking sound came from inside.

"You're awake."

Wang Qing looked to the side, "Miss Zhao?"

He moved and found that his hands and feet were tied with ropes. He asked in panic: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Shi did not answer.

A middle-aged man holding tools slowly walked out of the tunnel. He took off his dusty mask and said to Wang Qing: "Wang Qing, my good student, long time no see."