Yan Kewang kept saying yes, but in his heart he was planning a plan to escape from here. Even if he was not healthy from now on, he would be better than being beaten to death by Captain Qin.

At this moment, a servant suddenly came to report to you outside the door, "Sir, Hua Gu asked you to gather at Qifeng Tower and say that you have something important to discuss with you."

Qin Yingbao waved his sleeves, "What's the point? You went back to Huagu, and said that I was not feeling well recently, so I should calm down and cultivate myself. Let's talk about anything later."

The servant stepped back, and Qin Yingbao grabbed Yan Kewang's collar again, his strength was even stronger than last time. "I'll give you another three days. If Xiaoyu can't be cured, don't blame me for being ruthless." After that, he threw Yan Kewang on the ground like a torn piece of clothing, and then supported Xie Xiaoyu, who had been silent, to walk towards the inner room.

Seeing that the two were gone, Yan Kewang spit on the ground, "Do you think it's easy to do such a skin? She is almost rotten and has spots. If it weren't for my skillful hands, you could still embrace her safely?" Then he thought, and felt even more worried: No, with the temper of this Captain Qin, if I found out that I made his woman a skin, I would have to peel my old skin sooner or later, it would be better not to be greedy for the half-scalp and slip away early. With this plan, Yan Kewang had already made up his mind and would leave the Captain's Mansion quickly when his body became stronger.

Outside the door, Liu Xuting rode a horse and looked at the remote house not far away, and his doubts gathered more and more: When he mentioned Xie Xiaoyu just now, Qin Yingbao's face had changed drastically. As soon as he left, he hurried to this side house, and he had not come out yet. Could it be that he had hidden someone here?

Xie Xiaoyu? It's impossible, she is dead. Many people have seen her body. Could it be Xie Xiaoyu's body? He denied his thoughts again. Although the weather is not hot now, she has been dead for so long. The body has been corrupted. It's not easy to hide it. Besides, no matter how infatuated Qin Yingbao is, he will not live with a rotten corpse.

Thoughts were drilling into his head one by one, but none of them could explain his doubts. It was impossible to force him in now. Apart from a stalemate with Qin Yingbao, it would only have the effect of alerting the snake. Thinking of this, Liu Xuzhang turned his head and walked towards Xin'an Mansion, preparing to discuss with Tongcheng Muyou before making the next plan.

***

The horse slowly moved forward on the mountain road, and walked for a while, and the horse's hooves raised dust to the back, dyeing the already foggy mountain road even more hazy. The moon broke free from the surroundings of the thick clouds, and suddenly illuminated the figure on the horse's back. He was not tall, slightly fat, and had a black mole on the back of his neck. His body swayed slightly up and down with the bumps of the horse's back.

"Shida." Huagu's heart seemed to have smashed a huge rock, "Shida, my son, you are back." She staggered and chased the horse, but her confusion was more than surprise, because she had met Shida in her dreams countless times, for fear that this would be another disappointing dream. Over the years, she had never adapted to this feeling of gaining and losing again. When people were desperate, they were not scary. What was scary was that they ignited hope again and again and again, destroying it again and again.

Huagu didn't dare to move, stood there, looking at the horse's back with tears in her eyes. Two "double" sounds, the horse stopped. The person on the horse turned around. Yes, it was him, he still hadn't changed. His face seemed to be made from the same mold as himself, arrogant and majestic.

Huagu rushed to the front of the horse's head, grabbed her son's hands along the reins, "Shida, you... are back to see your mother."

"I can't go back, mom, I can't go back." Shi Da cried, with two clear tears hanging on his face.

Hua Gu's heart was crushed by these two lines of tears, "Why?"

"They, they stopped me, and I can't go back, and I will never go back." As they spoke, two tears had turned blood red, which set off his pale face, and became more and more frightened.

Huagu was so scared that she took two steps back. She was about to pounce again, but she found that the horse under Shida was covered with golden foil, her face was folded with hard paper, and her tongue was painted with bright red paint, drooping, long and soft. But why did its eyes move, shining with black light, hard and cold, like two glass beads.

"Shida, come down, get off the horse." Huagu rushed forward desperately, grabbed her son's sleeve and wanted to pull him off, but her body was tripped by something. Before she could get close to the horse, she was thrown out with force.

The soil cracked and some twisted branches grew underground, which surrounded the horse layer by layer, wrapping it with Shida like a cage.

Huagu suddenly opened her mouth wide and wanted to scream, no, this is not a branch, it is a human arm, so many and so dense, breaking out of the ground, grabbing the horse's legs and coiling them upwards, covering Shida's calves, then upwards, grabbing his neck along the torso, and exerting force desperately, and then force again.

"Ba." Shida's head was broken, and blood and brain matter flowed down these weird arms, dyeing the golden paper horse red.

Huagu opened her eyes, soaked in cold sweat, and the mattress under her was wet, her eyes drifting out of the window through the curtain, she hugged her arms tightly, "Why? Why have you dreamed of these again after so many years? Why did her Shida tell herself over and over again that he can't come back? Could it be that he can't be at peace below?"

She felt extremely anxious and her sleepiness had passed away. Hua Gu simply put on her clothes and got out of bed, lifted the curtain and came to the yard. The moonlight was like water, flowing quietly on the ground, rendering all the scenery less realistic. She walked aimlessly in the yard, whether intentionally or unintentionally, but came all the way to the path where Xiao Jian was killed. It was late at night, and the Qifeng Tower had already quieted down, and the lights were gone, and the love between men and women could not resist the invasion of sleepiness. She went out and mixed with the dark night.

Xiao Jian had not found it yet, and he left such a large pool of blood, but the person disappeared. Hua Gu looked at the place where he was killed. The land was still stained with dark red, and the blood was not cleaned. It had already penetrated into the ground and turned into a part of the soil and grassroots.

Where would he go? Such a big man disappeared in such a blink of an eye. Apart from seeing ghosts, he couldn't find a better explanation.

"Crack, crack, crack..." A slight footsteps came from the bridge above his head. Hua Gu suddenly looked up and saw a dark shadow flashing past the window.
Chapter completed!