Cheng Yumo walked behind Xun'er, and when she saw that he didn't go up when he passed the attic, but walked towards her house, she couldn't help but ask, "Xun'er, didn't you say that my father had something to say to me, but where are you going to take me now?"
” Xun'er didn't look back, and muttered, "Uncle and grandfather are not in the attic, but in my room." ” "In your room?"
Cheng Yumo was suspicious, because since Cheng Guoguang was sick, he rarely left his house, let alone other people's rooms.
However, when she saw that Xun'er was so firm, she put these doubts behind her and continued to move forward with him.
She firmly believes that children will not deceive people, even if her cousin has done such a murderous thing, but Xun'er, the child she liked at first sight, she believed what he said, and firmly believed it.
But when he entered Xun'er's room, this trust was broken, because there was no one in the room except for the two of them.
Cheng Yumo looked around a few times, and was slightly stunned, "Xun'er, are you joking with your little aunt?"
Or is there something you have that is inconvenient to say that you want to say to me here?
” Xun'er closed the door behind her tightly, and when she turned around, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face was embarrassed.
He bit his lip and said softly, "Little aunt, it's really my uncle and grandfather who want to see you, but I'm afraid you won't recognize him when you see him." ” Cheng Yumo was confused, "Don't recognize it?"
He is my father, how could I not recognize him?
” "The person who stayed in the attic wasn't my uncle's grandfather, my uncle's old man's house was here."
Xun'er pointed lightly at the table and swallowed hard.
Cheng Yumo looked at his fingers, her eyes fell on an ordinary mung bean on the table, she blinked her eyes, and turned her head again, "Xun'er, where did you say my father is?"
” Xun'er sighed, walked over and grabbed the beans in the palm of his hand, and stretched them out in front of Cheng Yumo, "This is Uncle Grandfather, the real Uncle Grandfather, the person in the attic is not him at all, but a ghost in the swamp, it took away Uncle Grandfather's body, and" "Xun'er," before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Yumo, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
You are disrespectful to your father like this, and if you continue to talk about it, your little aunt will beat you up. ” Xun'er let out a long sigh, "Well, I knew it was going to be like this.
As he spoke, he took Cheng Yumo's hand and walked to the table, after laying out a blank piece of paper, he dipped the beans in the inkstone, put it on the paper again, and then looked at Cheng Yumo, "Little aunt, look at it, see what it has to tell you." ” Cheng Yumo felt that Xun'er was a little delirious by her cousin's matter, and she was very distressed, she put her hand on his forehead to test the temperature, and then turned his head to stare at the big eyes and looked intently, so, when the bean suddenly began to roll on its own, Cheng Yumo was startled, and sat on the ground with his butt slightly open.
She pointed to the beans, "Xun'er, you see that without it, it will move, it will move." ” Xun'er took Cheng Yumo's hand and helped her up, "It's writing, it has something to say to you, little aunt." ” Cheng Yumo was so frightened that she had no master, but her eyes were fixed on the rice paper, just because after writing down the word by word, the fortress that was still hard in her heart had been blown apart, and there was no scum left.
"Affectionate only has the spring court month, and it is still a flower that leaves people."
Xun'er read out the small words on her behalf, and then tilted her head and said, "This is Zhang Zicheng's poem, a nostalgic poem, complaining that the Yiren are ruthless, and the fish is sinking and the goose is gone, but it is still for returning."
Little aunt, does this poem have any meaning for you?
” Cheng Yumo lowered his head, two lines of tears rolling down his cheeks, "These are two lines of poetry written by my mother when she died, she asked me to give it to my father who left home, and I, because of these two poems, have not spoken a word to my father for two years." ” Xun'er suddenly said, "I understand, this poem has a special meaning to your uncle and grandfather, and only the two of you know about it, so it wrote this poem in order to prove its identity." ” Cheng Yumo raised his head, stared at the bean covered in ink, and asked in a trembling voice, "Xun'er, is it really the father?"
” Xun'er took Cheng Yumo's hand, "Little aunt, even if it's not, haven't you noticed the strangeness of your uncle?"
He seemed to be a completely different person, completely different from before.
And the strange things of the Cheng family are one after another, all of them are bizarre and weird, little aunt, if it weren't for my uncle and grandfather to testify, do you really believe that my father is the murderer of my aunt?
” Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, and said silently, "Not only my father, but also another person, has become different from before." ” "Who is it?"
Xun'er asked timidly.
"Fang Jing, he is acting rude now, and his face is gloomy, by the way," Cheng Yumo suddenly covered his mouth, "He also said that my father had promised me to him, how could it be?"
They were obviously extremely unhappy some time ago, how could my father agree to this family business?
Speaking of this, she seemed to suddenly understand everything, and knelt on the ground with weak legs, "Father, it is the daughter who is unfilial, and she has made you suffer so much" After speaking, tears fell like beads with broken threads, soaking a large piece of the clothes on her chest.
Xun'er stepped forward and took her hand, "Little aunt, don't worry, if we destroy their plot, I think Uncle Grandpa should be able to return to his body." ” Cheng Yumo looked up in surprise and asked in disbelief, "Really?"
” "Well, Yan Niang, she is quite familiar with the Yin and Yang Dao method, and with her help, it shouldn't be difficult for the soul to return to the body."
Xun'er said with confidence.
"But that girl is still unconscious, how can she help others?"
Cheng Yumo was still sad.
Xun'er then asked, "Little aunt, what happened to my uncle?"
We can only expel them if we understand how those things took over their bodies. ” Cheng Yu pondered for a while, and then said, "That evening a few months ago, my father went to the field alone, you know, your uncle and grandfather are the most idle people, although the family does not need him to go out to work at all, he still cultivated a small field next to the birch forest, planted some vegetables and fruits, just for his own amusement.
But that day, when the sun went down, he did not come back, so the eldest brother went out with a few servants to look for him, and after looking for him in the middle of the night, he found his father in the birch forest.
However, the others were fine, but they broke their waist and couldn't move, so they never went home. ”