Chapter 3 Haunted

I stood outside the door with Xiao Hong. Then Mrs. Li continued to shout, "You bastard! I was wronged by my second aunt! You and the fourth aunt are not very good people! The fourth aunt is fine. She is the master, and I can't stand it! What is your little Wang Gener? How dare you pee on my mother's head? ......”

The more Mrs. Li said, the more outrageous she became. However, my aunt is very happy to hear her continue to shout like this - you know, although I told those onlookers to leave, there must be people standing on the wall. Besides, the places where people live are one by one. They are all next door. As long as one person hears it, the reputation of little Wang Gener and the fourth aunt will be publicized.

"Xiao Hong, do you think we also have to say something?"

"What does the master mean?"

"Hey." I smiled softly, "This old lady Li actually slandered the innocence of the fourth aunt. Auntie, of course, I have to be fair for the fourth aunt.

"Peng Peng--" My aunt patted the door calmly.

Mrs. Li was scolding, "You have no conscience at all..." Hearing my words, she quickly turned her head and was stunned.

"Housekeeper Wang, what's going on?" I frowned." It's outrageous of you to make Aunt Li so angry!"

Housekeeper Xiao Wang is an 18-year-old young man, tall and thin, with a pale face, which is also said to be a little beautiful. Unfortunately, I have been addicted to wine and sex for a long time and make myself empty. Standing there, it will fall as soon as the wind blows. His sister, Wang Erya, married Zhu Gong from Aunt Zhu's family, but she was stronger than him.

He was already there and was scolded by Mrs. Li. When he saw me, his eyes were full of panic. After a while, he woke up, saluted me, and came over in a hurry: "Give my second aunt! What brings you here?" Looking around, there seemed to be a shy look on his face, "This place is too shabby to dirty your embroidered shoes."

I smiled. In fact, he is quite good at talking. After all, he is a person who has been on the wind and moon field for a long time...

Auntie turned her head and looked at Mrs. Li again. She was also a little surprised and asked directly, "What else does the second aunt have to tell you?"

I smiled and said, "I'm here to see Xiao Wang's housekeeper. That silver... Alas, it's actually worth nothing. That's all," I waved, "where is your father's spiritual card? Ask my aunt to put incense on him. It's also a love affair between our master and servant.

His second monk was confused: "Second aunt, what kind of money..."

I smiled meaningfully at Mrs. Li.

I don't believe it. I'm all here. Does Housekeeper Wang dare to say that I slandered him? If he doesn't recognize it today, he has to admit it!

Xiaohong said to me: "Master, now, since we are not only housekeeper Wang, his son has to find a reason to get rid of it."

At that time, I was holding myself to the mirror. Hearing this, I hurriedly said, "Don't you think that second-rate people can't be eliminated without us?"

"However, although he is a second-rate... After all, he is the son of others. A lot of things are still hard to say..."

Indeed, Xiaohong is indeed a very discerning person. Although Xiao Wang Gener was not good and his father was forced to die by his unfilial son, he really hooked up with his fourth aunt. Get me some small shoes to wear if you have nothing to do - really, that's really unreasonable!

I took Xiaohong and went straight to other people's house.

Are they going to quarrel? Keep arguing!

Generally speaking, the spiritual position should be served in the middle hall. I called Xiaohong to find all the hall, and there was no shadow of the spiritual card... The girl suddenly shouted, "Master, here!" It turned out that she found the kitchen. Yo, isn't that small wooden card on the stove our housekeeper Wang?

Outside the room, there was another sound of Mrs. Li scolding. Although my voice was a little suppressed here, I also heard those insults and 18 generations of my ancestors.

A dark stove with a lot of oil fumes and dust, a candlestick that has not been seen for a long time, with only a few burnt incense sticks. That wooden card should be newly engraved, but there are no words. Half fell to one side.

Alas. My aunt sighed too much.

Fortunately, we brought our own incense candles.

"Master, don't sigh. This has nothing to do with you. Who let the housekeeper betray you? Xiaohong comforted me carefully.

I finally lit the fragrance, and the smell made my eyes hurt. I smiled with my teeth apart and said, "Yes, we didn't expect his son to treat him like that."

But no matter how comforting it is. This man's death has nothing to do with both of us.

Xiao Hong gritted her teeth and said, "Housekeeper Wang will come to me if you have anything to do with anything. It has nothing to do with the master!" The idea is what I think, and I also do it. It has nothing to do with the master!"

I held the fragrance of white smoke in my hand and motioned her to light a candle before I regretted: "You should light the candle before lighting the incense!" It's easy to catch fire like that!"

Xiaohong took the firestone and worked hard to make a fire there. My aunt couldn't help softening her heart and said gently, "Actually, it's nothing. Lao Wang and I have been together all our lives. I know that this person is the most honest and loyal. Even if he becomes a ghost, he is not a fierce ghost..."

At this moment, the stove suddenly flashed! Originally, it was the most remote corner of the east wing room. The light was very poor. The tree shadows outside the room came in, and the shadows were shadowy. The dark huts were so bold that I couldn't help screaming "ah--" at this flash.

Looking at the wooden card, the wooden card that was half lying there actually stood up...

"Little Red, Xiaohong, the wooden card stood up! Ah!" I threw down the incense and threw it into Xiao Hong's arms. Xiao Hong stood there silently. At first, I was quite impressed by her calmness. I calmed down and looked up again, but I saw that her face was blue and her eyes were like a vicious dog...

My limbs immediately stiffened...

Legend has it that there is something called "ghost possession"...

So, what I'm holding at this time is...

"Ah..." I shook her away and wanted to run out. But this small room is cramped, and the possessed little red is blocking my way to escape. What should I do? How good!

I looked back at the wooden card again, but I saw that the wooden card exuded a strange demon spirit all over...

Lao Wang, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I repent! I shouldn't look down on you. I don't think you have a future! You must be the best evil spirit in the world! No one can beat you!

How regretful I am at this moment! I shouldn't have gone out today, and I shouldn't have thought of giving incense to Lao Wang, and I shouldn't have brought Xiaohong to Lao Wang... All mistakes are all my faults...

I was confused and suddenly remembered the death of Housekeeper Wang on that day...

Very miserable...

Before he died, my aunt actually came to see him. At that time, it was said that he had returned to his hometown. But smarter, who doesn't know that he is seriously ill? Only Mrs. Li's mother, who only wants to drink and brag all day long, will think that he really retreats at ease.

Actually, I have never dared to ask Xiaohong a question: Have you poisoned him?

This question is a very sad problem. How to put it, Lao Wang, housekeeper Wang, his death must have something to do with his son's not taking good care. But if you don't take good care of it, will you die so soon? Well, it's really hard to say.

I looked at him that day. His face was blue and his lips were purple. He really looked like the monster singing in Huaguo Mountain...

But I dare not ask Xiaohong: Have you poisoned...

That day, I looked at Butler Wang and asked him compassionately, "Do you regret it?"

Yes. Do you regret it? If he hadn't betrayed me, he would have been a good housekeeper now, wouldn't get sick, and wouldn't have died so desolately.

He lay on **, and the bedding was wet... Of course, of course, it was not wet, because the weather was relatively humid, and Xiao Wang Gener didn't dry his quilt well. At the head of the bed, as the girl said, there was not even a bowl of tea. He just stared at me and asked tremblingly, "Second aunt... give me a sip of water."

My aunt poured him a bowl of water. Looking at his appearance, he couldn't bear to feed him. He looked frightened: "Old slave...old slave dare not."

What are you afraid of? You are dying. My aunt can't hold back the sadness in her heart.

Ouch, another one is going to die. It's also very expensive to buy slaves!

He shook his head, "Old slave... The old slave knows that he is sorry for his second aunt." It took him a lot of effort to say such a sentence, "It's just that the fourth aunt's place, it's really difficult to explain. The old slave, the unfilial son of the old slave, runs to places where he can't get into the stream every day. Thanks to the fourth aunt, I haven't been made a big mistake... The last account book, old slave deserves to die. It's so humiliating for my second aunt..."

He suddenly changed his words, used all his strength, and said desperately, "But, auntie, aren't you okay in the end? Spare my son... It's about me alone..."

He was suddenly blocked by a mouthful of phlegm and coughed violently. It seems to cough out all the internal organs. I looked at it and was about to agree when Xiaohong suddenly said, "Housekeeper Wang, you want us to spare your son now, but think about it, isn't our second aunt too kind enough to those people in the house? What happened in the end? She winp at me and asked us to go quickly.

"Cut grass, cut grass, do you want to eradicate it? Cough, cough..."

The last words of an old man came from behind him.

In the quiet yard, the news of his death came the next day.

I am standing here now, standing in front of the king's housekeeper's spiritual card, and my heart... is really empty...

Is it possible that he will pay for two lives?