That happened twenty years ago. Qingcheng was only five years old that year, and was younger than Jiayan now.

That day, the rain had just stopped for half a month. Although the sky was still gloomy, it didn't seem to be leaking. It was so sad that it was inconvenient to go anywhere.

Your aunt and I were young and had a lot of fun at that time. We held it in our house for half a month, and of course we were very bored. So when we saw the rain stopped, we could no longer sit still, so the two of us left behind and went to Zhangtai City by themselves.

Later I often thought that that day might be the last happy time for us to be together.

That day, we visited Zhangtai City for a long time, ate several famous restaurants, watched a few plays, and bought a lot of novel things at the market, and prepared to take them home for Chi and Qingcheng to play. So when we rushed home, it was already dark.

It was very dark that night, with no stars, only a hazy crescent moon, just like today.

After we got off the carriage, we walked towards the house, and we were talking about the fun things we experienced during the day, but we didn't realize that the danger had approached little by little. I still remember that your aunt was very happy that day, and chatting with me about the "Shengping Bao Raft", saying that it was very beautiful and cited the classics, which was extremely wonderful. My mood also became very cheerful because of her high-pitched emotions, and temporarily threw the troubles in business aside.

However, just when we were less than ten steps away from the gate of Yan's house, your aunt suddenly stopped, stared at the front of her eyes blankly, grabbed my sleeve with one hand, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Bai Lin, that's...Is that Qingcheng?"

I looked forward, but saw nothing. In front, except the house that seemed to grow out of thin air from the ground, there was only a black night. So I smiled and said, "What are you thinking? Qingcheng should have been asleep, how could you wait for us here?"

But before I finished speaking, I felt a chill all over, like a basin of cold water pouring it off my head.

I saw it...it is not big, slightly taller than my waist. No wonder your aunt would recognize him as Qingcheng at first sight.

Its head was covered with a red cloth, and the black-glowed red cloth jumped over in front of the Yan family gate, appearing and disappearing, sometimes not, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

Every time it jumped, my heart shook, as if it was about to jump out of my chest. Your aunt was so scared that she was stunned. She could not do anything except snatch my fingers and could not say anything.

But it, as if it had not found the two of us, disappeared back and forth in front, appeared, disappeared, and appeared again...

I can't remember when it left. I only remember that your aunt slid down at my feet without a sound. She slept for three days before she woke up.

You all know what happened later. Although your aunt woke up, her spirit was not as good as before. Not only did she react slowly, she often talked nonsense and said some crazy words that people couldn't understand. So I didn't take it seriously last night, thinking that she just remembered the old thing, but now it seems that she should have seen that thing again.

"You don't know what that evil spirit is?" After hearing Yan Bailin's speech, Zhao Zimai thought for a while and asked slowly.

Yan Bailin shook his head, the vicissitudes and pain in his eyes merged with each other, "If you know, you may still find an answer, but now you can't even prescribe the right medicine. It's really worrying."

"But," Zhao Zimai stepped forward again, his eyes were illuminated by the light of the oil lamp, "But although it scared his aunt at that time, it did not kill anyone. This time, it killed Miss Cuijun."

"Zimai is right, father, why does it kill people? If the appearance of this evil spirit is related to our Yan family, why does it kill Cuiyun? Although Cuiyun is the maid of the Yan family, she is not a member of the Yan family." Yan Yuchi frowned and asked.

"I don't understand," Yan Bailin moved his eyes away from Cui Yun's body, "But we must not do anything less. Qingcheng, let the manager choose a good coffin and stone for Cui Yun tomorrow, and bury her. Cui Yun's parents are gone, but I heard that she has a younger brother in Zhangtai, and the child's affairs for the rest of his life will be taken care of by our family, so that she can leave with peace of mind."

Yan Qingcheng nodded and responded, but Zhao Zimai was still uneasy and said to Yan Bailin, "Uncle, Miss Mu said that evil spirits are usually hidden in the host body. This sentence is bound to make people panic when they think about it carefully. Because this host must also be in the Yan family, and it is dark and we are in the light. In this way, will everyone be in danger?"

Yan Bailin was shocked, "That's what she said? The evil spirit lives in the body of ordinary people?"

Zhao Zimai was about to answer when he suddenly heard Yan Qingcheng beside him let out a soft cry, pointing a hand at Cuijun lying, "She...why did she bleed?"

Cuijun slid down her exposed calf, and it seemed that the part of her bleeding should be on her covered thighs or deeper.

"Let me find a coroner to see what's going on." Yan Bailin's voice sank, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

***

"This girl is pregnant. What just came out was the unformed child in her uterus." After saying tremblingly, Coron Zha Zhan stood aside with his hands and quickly moved his eyes away from the three shocked faces.

"But...but she hasn't married yet..." After a long time, Yan Bailin said this from his mouth. He has always been proud of his family tradition, but now he finds that such a thing has happened at home, and he is shocked and angry.

"The child is less than two months old, so the girl's body is still not visible. Now it is impossible to determine whether she knows she is pregnant." The coroner's voice lowered a little again and said to Yan Bailin, "But the baby is leaked after death. Although this situation is rare, it is not without it. Master, you don't have to take it too seriously."

Yan Bailin's attention was obviously not on this. He was trembling all over now, and he was entirely supported by Yan Qingcheng to not fall. He walked out of the door and rushed to the servant who was guarding outside and shouted angrily, "Check it out, be sure to find out who the person who was insulting the family."

The servants walked out of the yard, but before they reached the door, the yard was suddenly pushed open from outside, and Yan Yuchi stumbled in. He looked pale and staggered, and he looked like he had lost his soul.

As if he hadn't seen anyone else, he walked straight to Cuiyun's room where he was holding his body, and knelt down beside the wooden bed with a "thump".

"Cuiyun." He cried, tears falling from his face, "Cuiyun, I'm sorry to you."
Chapter completed!