Chapter 32: Hu Qiaoyan

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"You broom star, kill Lao Tzu's son, you can't let Lao Tzu die!"

The father-in-law woke up, and after ravaging the girl again, he dropped this sentence and threw the door away.

At this time, the girl has already accepted her fate, or is desperate. All physical and mental pain has been replaced by insensitivity to it.

She just wanted to have something to eat and a sheltered place to sleep.

However, this humble luxury was not long in coming.

The girl's belly gradually grew bigger, and the god-in-law of Shenhan was overjoyed, and when he met people, he said that although his son died, he left a posthumous son.

Who would have thought that not long after, the girl's body began to bleed pus and blood.

When I looked at Lang Zhong, I found that the girl was not pregnant, but infected with a serious disease.

The girl was not healed, but after being severely beaten, she was thrown into a ravine by her father-in-law who took advantage of the snowy night and left her to fend for herself.

The girl was desperate, just lying flat in the snow, waiting for death to come. Perhaps, when you die, you will become a ghost, and you will not suffer such sins again......

Suddenly, a low wail came.

The girl couldn't take care of it anymore, but before long, the cry that couldn't tell whether it was a human or an animal turned into a child's cry!

The same desperate cry reminded the girl of her own experience as a child. She struggled to roll over, crawling with all her strength in the direction from which the cry had come from.

She didn't see the child, but in a snow nest, she found a little fox.

The fox was covered in snow-white, and one leg was caught in a trap, and it was dripping with blood.

The girl was shocked to find that the cry was actually made by the fox!

When the little white fox saw the girl, he stopped crying, looked at her with flashing eyes for a while, and suddenly stood upright, holding his front paws and holding his front paws to the girl, as if begging the girl to save himself.

The girl was close to running out of oil at this time, and smiled miserably when she saw this: "You, do you have a home...... You'd love to go home too......"

With the last of her strength, the girl opened the trap.

In a trance, she seemed to see the little white fox circling around her, and then disappeared into the wind and snow.

After that, the girl slowly closed her eyes......

I don't know how long it took, but the girl seemed to hear someone calling herself, and when she opened her eyes, she saw an old lady with white hair standing in front of her.

The old lady was short, not as tall as the crutches in her hand, but her eyes were extraordinarily attentive.

Beside the old lady, there was a little boy in a white jacket.

The old lady and the little boy in the white jacket looked at each other, then stared at the girl for a while, and asked, "Girl, are you willing to go with me?" โ€

At first sight, the girl didn't want to live, but she found that not only could she not make a sound, but she could not move.

She couldn't answer, but the old lady nodded and beckoned at her.

Strange to say, she just waved her hand, and the girl was suddenly able to move, and her body was no longer as painful as before, and became light.

The girl walked up to the old lady, followed the little boy who followed her, grinned at her, and pointed behind her, motioning for her to look.

The girl turned back in confusion and saw a filthy woman lying beside the trap. If you look closely, it's yourself!

When I came back to my senses, I looked at the old lady and the little boy again, and suddenly found that one of the little boy's feet was stained with some blood.

Although the girl had a miserable background, she was still smart, and she already knew that she was dead. And the little boy in front of him is the little white fox he saved before he lost consciousness. As for the old lady brought by the little white fox, most of them are immortals of the Hu family.

Since then, the girl's ghost has followed the old lady and made a personal flower girl (a maid serving the fairy family), and the old lady changed her name to Hu Qiaoyan.

The years shuttled, and more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a young man dressed as a scholar passed by in the mountains.

The scholar accidentally fell off the cliff, seeing that his life was in danger, he happened to be saved by Hu Qiaoyan.

The scholar is also knowledgeable and grateful to her. Although Hu Qiaoyan experienced ups and downs, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old when she died, which should have been the age when love was beginning to bloom, but she was killed by a tragic fate and died early.

came and went, and there was a love affair between the two.

The scholar only regarded her as the daughter of a hunter in the mountains, and told her that she was going to visit relatives somewhere, and when she returned home, she would definitely tell her parents and come to the door to propose.

Hu Qiaoyan sent the scholar outside the mountain, and on the way back, she thought to herself how to tell her grandmother about this.

I thought all the way, and when I met my grandmother in person, I mustered up the courage to tell the matter.

The grandmother sighed and took her to a well for her to see.

Hu Qiaoyan looked at the well suspiciously, and with a scream of "ah", she fainted on the spot.

What was reflected in the well water was the appearance of the scholar, but there was only a bloody head.

It turned out that there was a locust plague outside the mountain that year, and the scholar went to a village, and when he saw that the people in the village were dying of hunger, he took out all the dry food and distributed it to the villagers.

How do you know that the hungry red-eyed villagers are not only grateful, but also take revenge, taking advantage of the night, to kill the scholar who stayed overnight, not only dividing up his belongings, but also eating the dead body, leaving only a head!

After Hu Qiaoyan woke up, she figured out what happened, and she was silent on the surface, but she had already buried hatred in her heart.

What she hated was not only that the villagers had killed her lover, but also that she remembered all kinds of experiences before her death.

Because, she clearly saw in the well that among the villagers who killed the scholar, there were not only her father and aunt, but also the gods and beasts who were not as good as the beasts.

New hatred and old hatred overlap, out of control. Finally one day, when the grandmother of the Hu family went out, Hu Qiaoyan secretly broke a piece of immortal vine in front of the grandmother's hall, attracted those spirits who did not enter the immortal hall, and killed the god, his parents, and his eldest mother, as well as the villagers of several surrounding villages, leaving no chickens and dogs.

Hu Qiaoyan committed such a murder, Xiantang naturally couldn't tolerate her, and the Hu family's grandmother was furious, and she wrote down the crime and burned it with her own hands, ruining Hu Qiaoyan's cultivation over the years.

As a result, Hu Qiaoyan became a lonely ghost who would never enter reincarnation......

"Fourth master, please look at the face of the Hu family's grandmothers and grandmothers, and show mercy to your subordinates!"

Lao Du's voice sounded in my ears, and I suddenly woke up.

At this time, Hu Qiaoyan, the flower girl who was pinched by me, had become translucent.

Seeing that she was about to be dissolved, but with a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth, I couldn't help but feel a tingling in my heart, and I couldn't help but speak:

"Fourth master, spare her."