Chapter 28 Ah Lang coldly stared at Hu Datian: "...
Ah Lang stared coldly at Hu Datian: "Father, you probably don't know this, but back then, although Afu was sick, he wasn't seriously ill at all. It was Second Uncle who lost money gambling outside and couldn't pay it back, so he and Second Aunt pretended that Afu was seriously ill and encouraged you to send Sister to a wealthy family to exchange for money!"
Hu Datian couldn't believe it.
Ayu then added sarcastically, "Moreover, that wealthy family actually gave them five hundred taels, but they cheated you out of fifty taels!"
Hu Dali was so ashamed that even this matter was exposed that he dared not look at Hu Datian.
Hu Datian was completely stunned and didn't move at all.
Seeing that her son had been so frightened by Ah Zhu that he didn't recognize anyone and had completely lost his mind, Liu felt that there was no hope for the rest of his life. She was filled with hatred and heartache, and with a burst of great strength, she pulled out the long, sharp magic weapon that Master Chen had stuck in his chest and dragged Ah Lang over to hold it against his neck.
"So what? What can you do even if you find out? Ah Zhu, you bitch, you dared to drive my Ah Fu crazy! You'd better die right now! Otherwise, I'll take this brat's life!"
Ah Zhu regained her composure and stared in astonishment at her brother who had suddenly been taken hostage. Hu Datian finally realized that Liu had done so many heinous things, and that he had been her accomplice all along! Seeing that Liu was now going to hurt Ah Lang, he finally broke down.
"Sister-in-law! You vicious woman! Let go of Ah Lang! Let him go!"
Liu ignored him, only staring at Azhu with a cold smile, determined to make her soul fly away.
Azhu was stunned for a moment. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and her resentment was about to explode. She wished she could kill Liu Shi immediately. However, when her gaze fell on Alang's fragile little neck, she hesitated. Unexpectedly, Alang suddenly laughed loudly: "Sister, you were the one who was harmed like this by them to save our lives! Today, I will make them pay for their blood debt!"
Before anyone could react, he fiercely slammed his neck into Liu's magical artifact, and blood gushed out instantly.
"Second Brother!"
"Ah Lang!"
"ah!"
Wei had never seen such a bloody scene before, and the other party was just a child. She was so shocked that she instinctively turned around and bumped into Lu Hun's chest.
Lu Hun looked a little weak at the moment, but he quickly reacted and used his bloodless hand to hold her head. The blood that Ah Lang had splattered all fell onto his wide sleeve.
He frowned as he looked at the horrific scene before him.
Ah Zhu stared wide-eyed, completely in disbelief. After a long while, she seemed to suddenly wake up from a nightmare, tilting her head back and screaming to the sky. The black aura on her body rapidly expanded and spread outward, instantly eroding the magical artifact in Liu's hand.
She was completely enraged.
The transformation has begun!
Ah Zhu's powerful aura oppressed everyone. She coldly looked at Lu Hun: "Right now, I only want their lives. Are you leaving, or are you going to die together?"
"You can't leave! You can't leave!" Liu felt the breath of death and became afraid.
Ah Zhu's eyes sharpened, and she coldly flicked out a wisp of black smoke. Liu's eyes widened instantly, and the next moment, she actually opened her mouth and bit off a piece of her tongue.
Lu Hun remained indifferent. He ignored Azhu and instead looked down at the young woman under his arms. "Wei Yin, I'll listen to you."
Only a fool would stay here, Wei Yin quickly nodded his head on his chest.
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After returning to her courtyard, Wei Yin sat on the couch in the outer room, still not fully recovered. Ah Lang, she had been Ah Zhu's older sister in Ah Zhu's memory. This child seemed cold on the surface, but he had always been very caring towards Ah Zhu and the others. But just now, the tip of the magic weapon had pierced into the child's neck.
It was truly tragic.
It was still the middle of the night, and the house was completely dark with no lights on.
She felt even more uneasy and subconsciously looked towards the figure inside the room who was intently lighting a small stove to heat tea.
Lu Hun found some charcoal from somewhere, but it was difficult to light because the charcoal was a bit damp. If it were Wei Yin, he might have been unhappy by now, but he was not impatient at all and patiently and carefully lit it.
Lu Hun would occasionally glance in Wei Yin's direction. He knew she had been frightened, but he was a man of few words and didn't know what to say to the girl. So he could only keep making tea while trying to keep an eye on her emotions.
The tea is ready.
Lu Hun tested the temperature with his hand for a while, and when he felt it was about right, he brought her a cup.
Without thinking much, Wei Yin took it instinctively. The next moment, she couldn't help but exclaim softly, "It's so hot!"
Lu Hun paused for a second, then immediately took the tea and carefully held it in his hand, saying apologetically, "I have no five senses and can't feel hot or cold. I thought it was almost cooled down. Let me let it cool a little longer for you."
When Wei Yin heard him say that, she gently touched the rim of the hot teacup in his hand with her finger. The heat made her fingertip tingle, but he didn't seem to feel anything at all. He held the teacup tightly, as if he wanted to cool it down immediately. She smiled and said, "Although you don't have the five senses, this tea is still very hot. You can put it on the table. I'll drink it myself later."
Lu Hun was taken aback. "Okay."
There was a moment of silence.
Wei Yin found it amusing to see him standing blankly beside her, neither sitting nor moving. Before, she had thought he was scary, but now she just thought he was a completely dazed ghost.
Lu Hun heard her laughing, as if she was laughing at him. He looked down at his clothes. He had worn these clothes on the day he died and had never changed them. After so many years, the hem of the clothes was frayed. He pursed his lips and, while Wei Yin was drinking tea, quietly pulled the hem of the clothes back.
Wei Yin was completely unaware of the boy's little actions just now.
"I feel much better now, you should go back and rest."
"good."
Remembering something, Wei Yin called out to him again, "Is your hand alright? Do you need some medicine?"
Lu Hun shook his head slightly.
Wei Yin then said, "I heard that ghosts can eat human food. You lost so much blood today and look a bit weak. Shall I bring you some food later?"
Lu Hun has always disliked accepting gifts from others, but tonight he used his blood to break through A Zhu's memories and find her. In order to let her see the lamp, he also used his blood to break through the memories and find her. He also used his blood to break through the memories and find her in the official school. He did feel that his energy was starting to weaken. If he didn't replenish it, he would probably not have any strength for the next few days. So he changed his tone.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come over."
After he left, Wei Yin sat for a while before getting some food.
She always kept some pastries in her room, and He Wenqing also kept a few jars of good wine, so there was no need to call the kitchen to make them in the middle of the night.
Before she could even go, she saw He Wenqing walk in listlessly. Before Wei Yin could react, he suddenly grabbed her and buried his head in her neck.
He remained silent for a long time, and for some reason, he just held her tightly with both hands like a child, pulling her closer to his chest as if seeking some kind of comfort.
Finally, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Wei Yin, Father has just passed away."
Wei Yin paused for a moment, then went to look at him.
He Wenqing hugged her tightly and wouldn't let go: "Don't look at me, my mind is in turmoil right now."
Wei Yin had no choice but to stop.
He Wenqing sighed and said, "Ever since I became aware of the world, he has disliked me and my mother. He has never hugged me once, and he never speaks to me unless necessary. Over the years, his philandering has made my mother and me look bad. I have no intention of having any father-son relationship with him. But just now, seeing that he wouldn't even look at me until his death, I still feel a little..."
He Wenqing was only willing to talk to her more in bed; otherwise, they never really talked.
This time, however, he confided so many of his innermost thoughts to her.
Wei Yin couldn't break free, so she could only listen patiently.
"Wei Yin," He Wenqing sighed, "Why do you think he doesn't like me?"
Wei Yin had no idea.
She didn't dare say these words aloud, but patted his back to comfort him: "Alright, my lord, don't think too much about it. Now that Father has passed away, things must be in a frenzy over there. Why don't you go and take a look?"
“I don’t want to go right now.” He Wenqing didn’t move. “Let me think about it. By the way, why do you smell like locust blossoms today? I feel like I’ve smelled it somewhere before.”
Wei Yin hesitated for a moment, then quickly smiled: "I guess I used locust flowers to scent my clothes."
He Wenqing didn't think much of it and said firmly, "Come with me to my room and close your eyes for a while. I haven't slept in a long time."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yin frowned and looked towards the door.
But she had just promised Lu Hun she would bring him food...
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In a secluded little courtyard.
It was pitch black.
After Lu Hun entered the courtyard, he was already used to the darkness and didn't really like lighting lamps. He subconsciously headed towards the large couch in the room, but then remembered that Wei Yin was going to bring him food later. So he stopped, took out a tinderbox, and lit the candlestick in the room.
After doing all this, he sat down alone against the couch.
I watched the flickering candlelight quietly.
The Po Jun Sword, which usually sleeps soundly, is now moving around restlessly, circling around Lu Hun's head in the room, occasionally emitting a clear sword sound.
Lu Hun raised his hand and patted its head, which was the hilt of the sword: "Don't make a sound."
The hand he used happened to have several bloody scratches.
The wounds inflicted by Po Jun will remain forever; they will never disappear.
He stared at the gruesome knife marks on his hand, his expression indifferent.
Wei Yin hadn't arrived yet, but Lu Hun heard the sounds of servants from the He family walking around outside, and he got up in confusion.
An old woman happened to walk by the door, and he asked her from a distance.
"What happened?"
Upon seeing that it was someone from the young mistress's family, the old woman hurriedly replied, "Young Master, the master of the manor has passed away, but we can't find our master. Someone said that our master went to the young mistress's room. I went to look for him, but he is sad and unwilling to go. I was just about to go and tell the madam and the old master to see if we should let the young mistress take our master with us."
Lu Hun paused and hummed in agreement.
"Young Master, is there anything you need to tell me? If so, I'll go and call someone."
Lu Hun shook his head: "It's alright, you go ahead."
"If Young Master wants to attend the funeral, please go after dawn. The mourning hall is not yet ready."
Lu Hun stood by the door for a moment. There was indeed a clanging noise coming from the front yard, and the back door seemed to be open as well. It was probably the manor inviting monks and Taoists to perform a ritual. He lowered his eyelashes, went back into his room, and stared at the flickering candlelight for a full quarter of an hour.
Wei Yin and her husband are together.
She won't be coming back.
Without further hesitation, Lu Hun got up and blew out the candle.
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