It was night, and everything was silent, except for the occasional birdsong passing through the rooftop, breaking the blockade of the night.
Jiang Xixi changed his outfit, dressed in black clothes and black pants, lightly pushed open the door, sneaked into the night, and ran towards Dong's house under the cover of darkness.
She felt that the night in this mountain village was much quieter and thicker than in the city, but the quieter it was, the more restless she became, and she stopped from time to time to look behind her, for fear that she might be followed by something unconsciously, but she knew nothing.
The Dong family's mansion was in front of them, and in the dark night, the outline of the house seemed to be magnified a few more points, looking majestic and tall, and even a little abrupt.
Jiang Xixi ran to the wall with his waist bent, jumped lightly on the high wall, lowered his body and looked around, and found that there were no subordinates patrolling the courtyard at night, so he fell against the wall like a feather, and quietly sneaked into Dong's house.
She walked inward along the hall, walking extremely carefully, not so much for fear of being discovered, but because of a strange feeling: crowded.
That's right, it's crowded, although there is no one else here except her, but Jiang Xixi feels that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at her, they are hidden in the dark, emitting a ghostly light that cannot be seen by the naked eye, each of them, staring at herself, making her stiff, her body cold, and her hands and feet are a little inflexible.
So, she slapped herself the cheek, barely restraining her thoughts, focusing on the faint candlelight in the inner courtyard, and got up and ran towards it.
The candlelight shone on the window paper, reflecting the two figures inside, and occasionally whispers came through the window.
Jiang Xixi squatted under the window, holding his breath and listening to the conversation of the people in the room.
"Official, why did you sleep well, but you woke up again?"
The first voice that came out was a female voice, her voice was soft, and Jiang Xixi's heart was like being touched by a warm hand, ironing and comfortable.
"Ever since my mother left, I have always been unable to sleep, always feel that she is still an old man, and sometimes even feel like she is standing by the bed and watching me, just like when I was a child."
A man's voice came out, Jiang Xixi recognized this voice, it belonged to Dong Zongyuan, that day, he followed behind the coffin, holding the soul banner in his hand, crying extremely painfully.
"My father went early, and the official was raised by his mother, and he had a deep relationship with his mother, and now she left so suddenly, the official couldn't accept it for a while, and there were some.
However, sadness is sadness, and officials must also take care of their health, otherwise their mother will be uneasy underground. ” Dong Zongyuan didn't make a sound, and after a long time, there was a low sobbing in the house, the crying became louder and louder, depressed and sad, for a moment, Jiang Xixi almost suspected that Cheng Muyou had misjudged, this man was obviously so sad because of the loss of his mother, how could he have other internal affairs.
But without warning, the crying stopped abruptly, Dong Zongyuan sniffed his nose, and said in a low voice, "Lady, I'm afraid, I can't sleep well every night, and I always feel that a pair of blood-red eyes are peeking at me."
No, even in the daytime, they were there, staring at me with a round squint, staring at me coldly, and they followed me wherever I went, like shadows, and could not shake them off. ” Mrs.
Dong seemed taken aback, and after a while, she hesitated and asked, "Who are those eyes?"
” "It's my mother, my eyes can't speak, but I know what she's saying to me, she said, she's waiting for me underground, let me go down with her" He paused for a moment, and suddenly shook his head in denial, "No, no, it doesn't seem to be mother's eyes, I remember seeing those eyes when I was very young, they hid in dark corners, looking at me coldly" Speaking of this, Dong Zongyuan's shadow shook violently, as if he had been whipped, and he grabbed Mrs.
Dong's hand, "Lady, why don't we go, leave here, leave Yushan Village, go to a place where no one knows us, forget everything that happened here, forget everything before, okay?"
” Mrs.
Dong let out a "uh", as if she was a little surprised, but she quickly calmed down and comforted softly and slowly, "The Dong family has a big business, and it is not easy to move out of here, and besides, our mother has just entered the ground, and we can't leave immediately, so it's better to wait for Qiqi to pass, and then let's start preparing for this matter." ” Dong Zongyuan's voice became a little excited, "The lady is willing to leave Yushan Village with me?"
” "The woman follows her husband, and I will always follow the official."
After saying this, no one came out of the house, and before long, the candle flame was extinguished, and the last light source in the Dong family's courtyard finally disappeared into the darkness.
Jiang Xixi still squatted under the window and did not move, savoring what Dong Zongyuan had just said: Why did he not sleep peacefully every night because of the death of Mrs.
Dong?
Listening to his tone, it was not the result of excessive sadness, but of fear.
So what is he afraid of?
Could it be that the adults really guessed correctly, this Dong Zongyuan murdered his biological mother, so he couldn't sleep every night?
But why did he suddenly talk about when he was a child, could it be that the same thing happened to the Dong family before?
Another point, if this old lady Dong was really killed, why is there no trace on the corpse?
The other villagers were not suspicious of Dong Zongyuan, and said that the relationship between their mother and son was very good.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xixi felt that her head was about to explode, and her heart was filled with a sudden burst of frustration, she hated why she didn't have a clear head like an adult, who didn't panic and decide right and wrong, otherwise, she wouldn't have squatted here for a long time and couldn't figure it out.
Finally, the soreness in her calves made her unable to support her body anymore, and she slowly got up and walked down the hall towards the front yard, ready to return the way she came.
But as soon as she walked to the root of the wall and wanted to climb over the wall, there was a sudden sigh from behind, cold, like a frost flower passing through her clothes and sticking to her heart.
Jiang Xixi's body tightened, and he turned his head suddenly.
She saw an old lady standing in the courtyard with her back to her, she was very close to her, less than three feet away, so Jiang Xixi could still smell the smell of the new cloth on her.
Faint and a little pungent Jiang Xixi's body shook, but her brain suddenly became clear, and it was no longer as chaotic as Fang Cai: she had just died, and the shroud on her body was also freshly cut, so there would naturally be a peculiar smell.
As soon as she thought about this fact, the old lady suddenly turned around slowly, stared at Jiang Xixi with a pair of lifeless eyes, and smiled miserably at her.