The horse-drawn carriage galloped along the rugged mountain road, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded throughout the canyon.
The coachman received so much silver for the first time, and naturally he did not dare to take the money and do nothing, and he could not care that the two horses pulling the cart were already tired and half dead, and he whipped the horse's buttocks fiercely, and the horses were stimulated, and spread their hooves and ran all the way forward.
Inside the car, Qin'er couldn't stand being tossed, she clung to the window tightly, and looked back at Mrs.
Qin, "Madam, let him slow down, if he continues to run like this, I'm afraid the carriage will fall apart." ” Mrs.
Qin ignored her, her eyes stared at the crooked crescent moon outside the window, and the string of Buddhist beads in her hand made a "crackling" sound.
This sound was supposed to be calming, but Qin'er was disturbed by it and became more and more uneasy, she simply poked her head out of the window, wanting to let herself blow a cool breeze and calm down.
The mountain is very dark, and the crescent moon and a few cold stars above the head can't penetrate the darkness at all, only projecting a few craggy strange rocks above, setting off the mountain road more mysterious and terrifying.
"fluttering" Qin'er suddenly heard a few sounds of wings flapping in her ears, and she subconsciously waved her hand a few times in her ear, but she didn't touch anything.
Just as he wanted to retract his head, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of red, dark, and thick, like the mouthful of poisonous blood that Xie Xiaoyu spit out today.
Qin'er's body trembled violently, and she slowly turned her head, and she saw a red butterfly next to her cheek, and her body was clear, as if it had been carved.
Qin'er opened her mouth and was about to let out a cry, but the butterfly suddenly burrowed into her mouth.
The jade should be cold, but the butterfly made of this blood jade is scorching, a hundred times hotter than hot oil.
Qin'er smelled the smell of meat, and she knew it was her tongue that was burned, but the butterfly didn't stop, sliding down her throat, deeper and deeper, seeping the flames of revenge into every inch of her skin.
The cold wind poured in through the window, and the half-asleep Mrs.
Qin was full of excitement, she opened her eyes and saw Qin'er still leaning out of the window, her lower body swaying back and forth in the carriage, so she said to her, "It's cool in the middle of the night, close the window." ” Qin'er didn't answer, she still maintained this posture and lay outside, Mrs.
Qin was impatient, so she pulled her and dragged her back into the car.
Qin'er's body fell heavily into the carriage, and the windows were closed.
Mrs.
Qin suddenly no longer felt cold, because Qin'er's head was a fireball with black smoke, and the flames were burning from the inside out, burning her skin into a black shell full of scales, and in the cracks of the shell, a few points of red faintly came out, I don't know if it was flesh or red light.
With a "whoosh", the clothes on her whole body were also ignited by the high temperature inside, and the clothes burst open instantly, revealing the charred body inside.
Mrs.
Qin opened her mouth a few times, but finally failed to shout the cry for help out of her throat, perhaps, in a state of extreme fear, people can't scream, the muscles of the throat have spasmed at this moment, no matter how terrible the howl is, it can only be deeply pressed into the stomach.
The carriage bumped again, and Qin'er's body moved forward for a moment, and suddenly leaned on Mrs.
Qin's body, burning her body with a golden thread of ruyi brocade.
Mrs.
Qin was scalded, desperately trying to rip off her body, but Qin'er had been burned completely from the inside out, and the skin and flesh were just a puddle of solid grease, firmly attached to Mrs.
Qin's body, and she couldn't tear it apart at all.
With a "bang", Mrs.
Qin's clothes were set on fire, turning into a cloud of white smoke, filling the narrow carriage densely.
Her hair was also on fire, and her perennially high head was wrapped in a blazing fire, and she could only stretch her neck desperately, her mouth open, and let out a strange "ahhh But how did she know that the coachman had fallen out of the carriage long before the fire was kindled, and now the corpse was lying under the cliff beside her, and now, only two horses were running aimlessly forward in the valley.
Qin'er's throat slowly bulged out a bag, the size of a child's fist, the bag got bigger and bigger, "bang", it broke, and a fiery butterfly came out of it, it fluttered its wings, flew to Mrs.
Qin's eyes, and looked at her silently.
It's her, no, it's not her At the last moment, Mrs.
Qin only had such a contradictory sentence in her mind.
The butterfly "swished" into her throat and descended into the darkness from which she could never recover.
With a bang, the carriage exploded, turning into a fireball in mid-air, illuminating the entire valley, and a butterfly fluttered its wings from the top of the fireball, floating above the firelight.
Little by little, the fire and black smoke dissipated in the wind, turning into a wisp of dust in Vientiane, and then it flickered its wings and flew towards the other end of the valley.
Qin Yingbao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Xie Xiaoyu with her eyes closed, her face was pale, without a trace of redness, her lips were tightly pursed, and the white was blue.
A very bad thought suddenly broke into his heart, so he quickly stretched out two fingers and put them on the lower end of her nose to try it: it was cool, and he couldn't feel the slightest breath.
Qin Yingbao was startled, turned over on the bed and hugged her in his arms, and just pinched her fingers into her person, Xie Xiaoyu suddenly opened a pair of phoenix eyes and stared at him.
Qin Yingbao's heart first mentioned, and then fell into his stomach suddenly, "Xiaoyu, you scared me, I thought you were the same as in the daytime, and" He hugged her into his arms, and he was very reluctant to rub her flesh and bones into his body.
Xie Xiaoyu didn't resist, but put his head to his ear, "Captain, you are so shocked, you don't look like the Lord Qin on weekdays." ” Qin Yingbao's ears were tickled by her breath, and his heart was also tickled, he held her face, "You say, what am I like now?"
” Xie Xiaoyu smiled, his fingers touching his raised thick eyebrows, "Like a three-year-old child." ” "Kid?"
A wicked smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he reached out and put down the veil, "I'll let you see if your husband is a child or a man." ” Yan Niang and Cheng Muyou rode in front, Shi Fei accompanied You Kejian to follow behind, they had already driven a few miles of mountain roads, the horse saw that they couldn't walk, Shi Fei shouted behind: "My lord, my lord, take a break, let the horse drink some water, and then hurry." ” But he shouted a few times, but the people in front of him did not answer, Yan Niang looked at Cheng Muyou, and saw that his face was serious, and his eyes were looking ahead in a daze, completely immersed in his own thoughts.