This is strange

Author: Bai Xia

This is strange

Returning to the Lu Mansion, Lu Guanting strengthened the security in the courtyard and sent people to surround the entire courtyard. On the windows, the wooden boards that were originally removed were put back in place.

Now, He Jinwen could hardly fly even with her wings.

"Xuemei, I'm trapped." In the small dark room, He Jinwen stood by the window. Through the gaps between the wooden boards, she could see some sunlight outside. In the past twenty years, she had not discovered that the sunlight was actually

So precious.

At home she obeyed her father, when she got married she obeyed her husband, and when she grew old she obeyed her son. It turned out that she would never be able to escape in this life.

It is difficult to move even an inch.

Xuemei stood under the beam in the room, looking at the beam, and said quietly: "You can also put the child down and let him cry. Or, like Mr. Lu said, destroy him."

"You haven't given birth yet, so you don't understand." He Jinwen sighed: "When you have a child, you would rather cry than let the child suffer any injustice. How can you bear to destroy him?"

People are selfish, but a woman who has given birth to a child seems to have completely ignored herself. She cannot turn a blind eye to the flesh falling off her body like a man. So even if she destroys herself, she cannot destroy the child.

In less than half a month, He Jinwen slept for less than an hour every day. Her cheeks were sunken, her bones were as thin as firewood, and she was exhausted.

"Xuemei, can you help me one more time?" He Jinwen asked her pleadingly.

This time, she must remember that others are unreliable and she can only rely on herself.

Xuemei shook her head and said, "You only have one chance. Right now, I have no choice."

Xuemei is also trapped here. The only thing she can do now is to deliver three meals a day to He Jinwen in time.

But because He Jinwen didn't sleep well, she couldn't eat at all. Two mouthfuls of soup each time was her limit.

Lu Guanting would send a doctor to take a look every day, but every time the doctor came, he would shake his head: "Get ready for the funeral." Then, a coffin was actually parked in the courtyard of the Lu Mansion.

Xuemei took a look at it and told He Jinwen when she came back: "The coffin is made of fine nanmu, with gold on all sides and engraved with patterns such as blessings, wealth, longevity, golden boys and girls, and unicorns sending children. It is extremely luxurious. Mr. Heli seems to be very interested in Lu.

I am extremely satisfied with what you have done."

On the surface, Lu Guanting gave He Jinwei everything she deserved as a wife. Who would care about what happened in private?

He Jinwen smiled bitterly, her heart pounding: "Compared to Chen Qiubi, he treats me so well."

Chen Qiubi was thrown into a straw cage and thrown into the bottom of the river. Her reputation was ruined and she died without a burial place. She died suddenly of illness and was given a nanmu coffin after her death, so that she could enjoy the ancestral temple.

In the end, he didn't take the initiative and only waited for the day when she died on her own.

He Jinwen hates it.

But no matter how much she hates her, there is nothing she can do about it.

She knew her end was approaching.

On her deathbed, He Jinwen looked at Xuemei in front of her and said quietly: "In the next life, don't be a woman anymore. Women can't help themselves, and they will never be as free and free as men... But don't be men either, they are ruthless and unjust.

, a body full of love debt, there will be no peace day and night. If you can, just be like a gust of wind, come and go freely, unrestrained..."

After He Jinwen finished speaking, she closed her eyes.

Xuemei was at the side and took the child in her arms. The child was crying but miraculously became quiet in Xuemei's arms.

Xuemei looked at He Jinwen, who was almost lifeless on the ground, sighed, and said: "Go to sleep, and when you wake up, you will be free..."

He Jinwen could hear Xuemei's voice, but she couldn't answer.

She smiled bitterly in her heart: "How can there be time to wake up? As soon as she closes her eyes, there will be no future."

But on the other hand, she is indeed free.

Whether it's fame, fortune, glory, or children, it's time for her to enjoy what she should enjoy and pay what she should pay for. This life is over.

But what she didn't expect was that one day she would actually be able to open her eyes again.

On the day of the new moon, a white memorial ceremony was held high in the Lu Mansion, and the sky was filled with black silk. The red lanterns at the door were also replaced by white ones. Everyone knew that He Jinwen had been in poor health since she gave birth to her child. The coffin and coffin had already been prepared by the monks.

Someone has been sent to notify my family.

Everyone is waiting for He Jinwen to die.

But when others inquired, they discovered that it was not He Jinwen who died, but Lu Guanting.

On the day of the new moon, Lu Guanting entered the bedroom and never came out. The servants went to invite him to court the next day, but they couldn't wake him up and no one responded. The maid opened the door and went in to invite him, only to find Lu Guanting lying on the bed.

, his eyes were wide open, and he had long since lost his breath. It seemed that he saw something terrible and terrifying on the top of the bed.

He Xing, who had just withdrawn from Hongshan Temple less than a day ago, received the news from his subordinates. He sighed and said, "I knew it would be like this, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

He Xing was attracted to Hongshan Temple because of the overwhelming hatred that suddenly burst out on the day of the blood moon, and stayed in Hongshan Temple for half a month. But during that half-month, except for the presiding novice monk and others, He Xing died suddenly.

, nothing happened afterwards. He couldn't help but wonder, who had such a deep hatred against the host?

He followed the clues and found that the abbot had no grudges against anyone, but since the hatred was real, there was only one possibility - he had enmity with ghosts.

How can a living person be so good at enmity with ghosts? Then he can only help the evildoers.

Lu Guanting sent the memorial tablets and bodies of his two young sons to perform rituals, not to redeem him, but to suppress him. Lu Guanting had a ghost in his heart, and knew that the resentment in the young son's heart would never go away, and salvation was impossible. And the host was willing to help him, and this became the

fuse.

The hatred that transcends the sky, borrowed from the resentment of these two sons, appeared together, and then caused the death of everyone present.

Not only did the two sons not have overwhelming resentment, but they shared the same hatred with the evil spirits that had been suppressed by the abbot of Hongshan Temple for decades. They had a common enemy, so they collaborated to curse the abbot.

The mastermind behind all this is obviously not the resentful spirits of the two young sons.

He has not found the resentful spirits of the two young sons so far. There must be a more powerful existence behind them, planning all this and making them play around.

And if Lu Guanting told him the truth, he might still be saved. At least he would dig out all the truth and save his life. Instead of being backlashed by the host's resentment immediately after his people left Hongshan Temple.

If the host wants to die in vain, he can only find the enemy on the surface - that is Lu Guanting, who caused all this.

But who is the person behind all this?

All of this seems to have an invisible hand, placing everyone where they should be. Including He Xing himself, he is also a part of his plan.

Lu Guanting's death was not unjust, but very strange.

"Check." He Xing said, "We must get to the bottom of it."
Chapter completed!